Chapter 271: The Legend of the God King (Part II)

Sun Ang felt a little regret in his heart, and felt that he was not greedy enough.

His realm has been mentioned in the middle stage of the Destiny Transition Realm in one breath, and the huge chaotic power is still precipitated in his body, as long as his understanding of the world order and natural law is further deepened, he can quickly improve, what is not satisfied?

When he walked up from the steps, Sun Yi and the others saw him and their eyes widened in disbelief: "You, you, you

Sun Ang originally deliberately exuded aura, and he showed off in front of Sun Yi and the three of them, and only between good brothers, he would be like this. Seeing the expressions of these guys, Sun Ang laughed: "Hahaha, let you show off in front of me before, hum!"

The two daughters, Sun Ang often behaves as a young man in front of outsiders, and only when he is with a real friend can people feel that he is also a seventeen-year-old boy.

Sun Yi and the others also laughed, and Sun Tang nodded and said, "This time the Dead Territory is really a huge harvest. ”

Coming out of the sinkhole of the Tomb of the God King, a question was put in front of everyone, and Sun Jian was the first to ask: "What should I do next?

As Sun Tang said just now, this time they have gained a lot from the Lost Territory. The strength of the small group has greatly increased, and for at least the next twenty years, they all hope to become the supreme powerhouse!

By that time, the six of them would become a huge force that could control the entire Seven Realms of the Dark Sea. The safest choice now, of course, is to go back immediately, and then be a low-key person, and turn the benefits obtained this time into real strength.

Further on, the danger is unknown. Although Sun Ang seems to have a mysterious perception of this land, this ethereal "ability" cannot be accurate. What if Sun Ang's perception is wrong?

This path is an eternal ancient road, and there is a sky-high blood light in front of it......

As soon as everyone thought of this, the earth under their feet suddenly trembled again, and then a violent vibration came like water waves, and the earth began from the dark mountains in the distance. Tumbling and rushing towards them.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A loud bang shook the sky, and in the midst of the surging mountains, in an unknown place in front of him, there was a huge blood light with a width of ten thousand zhang rising into the sky, like a death demon god from the Nine Nether Lake, wielding a giant sword in his hand, piercing a big hole in the gray sky!

The thunder rolled, and the huge black and purple lightning continued to erupt in the sky, and soon the huge blood light was the center, supporting a vast and boundless power grid. Blanket the entire sky.

From a distance, the blood light was like a pillar of heaven, and the black-purple lightning and the black-gray clouds in the sky were intertwined, just like the end of heaven and earth, which made people feel fearful.

......

On Haichuan Road, Zhao Zhongliu's exhausted sword in his hand was swung for the last time, slashing the huge skeleton warrior who was one foot tall to pieces, and then sat down and gasped for breath.

There were only two people left with him. And there are not light injuries on the body.

The remaining two followers are all strong men in the middle of the fate migration realm, and they are also indescribably tired when they are by Zhao Zhongliu's side. Around them, there were large expanses of white bones. From their feet stretched over the three huge peaks around them, and then outwards for thirty miles.

These were all caused by three people - four people to be exact, and when they were killed here, Zhao Zhongliu had three followers by his side. That one had fallen in the midst of the great battle, ten miles to the southeast of them.

His corpse didn't have time to retract, and it had already been submerged in white bones.

"Whew-" Zhao Zhongliu finally relented. He glanced at the four huge stone gates not far in front of him: "Let's go, go in and take a look, these four undead portals are so heavily guarded, there should always be a heavy treasure." ”

When he said this, he didn't seem to have much faith.

The faces of the two followers behind Zhao Zhongliu also did not have much confidence. They were surprised that this time the Dead Frontier was so weird.

The Umikawa Road was originally the safest and most productive route. According to the previous practice, the first seven days of this path did not need to worry about any threat at all, because it had already been swept away by thousands of predecessors, and they only needed to pass quickly and reach the unexplored area.

It was because of this "inference" that they quickly lost their first companion.

A resting pavilion that shouldn't have been in any danger, surrounded by Mahayana talisman seals, they were resting defenselessly, when suddenly a huge root whisker rolled up the entire pavilion and tore it apart!

In this way, the first companion was impaled through the body by more than a dozen thigh-thick tendrils, and was torn to pieces with a bang.

Then a large number of strange trees with a skull-shaped hole in the trunk were killed, and their bodies were full of life, with no leaves, only roots and branches as sharp as spears!

It was a thrilling battle, and they only narrowly won - this strange ghost tree had never been heard of before.

And what they didn't expect was that this was just the beginning, and in the next few days, there was almost no stop, one battle after another, and the rest in between would never exceed two hours.

Under such a high-intensity battle, the various resources they prepared were rapidly consumed. There was already a large amount of resources paid to Sun Ang, and what they left behind was not much, but it was normally sufficient.

But yesterday, all the elixirs were consumed, and there were only three pieces of jade essence left to replenish the Yuan Breath.

And what makes them even more crazy is that the gains from these battles are pitiful! For example, in the first battle against the ghost tree, the fight was inexplicable: these monsters in the dead territory are all territorial, as long as they don't invade their territory, they will generally not be attacked-those ghost trees were killed by themselves, and that's it, when they paid a heavy price and killed these dozens of ghost trees, they found that there was no material to collect on the ghost tree!

At that time, everyone was confused: How could this be? The individual strength of this group of ghost trees was equivalent to that of a sixth-order violent beast! And because of their special physique, it was more difficult to deal with than a sixth-order violent beast.

But these things died, and only from the skull-shaped tree hole, let out an earth-shattering scream, and then the whole body exploded to pieces, and countless pieces of wood were then burned by the green ghost fire of automatic gas, leaving nothing behind.

Zhao Zhongliu was unwilling to follow the traces of the ghost tree, hoping to find the ghost tree's lair.

They did find it, and it was a forest that didn't look strange, with a large empty area in the middle, exactly within the range of dozens of trees.

But there is also nothing there. Zhao Zhongliu ordered to dig three feet into the ground, and he really dug up something - broken tiles.

The tiles have some weird totemic patterns on them, but they don't react to any power fluctuations. Although everyone knew that these things might not be useful, but it was better than nothing, Zhao Zhongliu still ordered these things to be put away.

And then the strange situation continued.

He later discovered a huge cave of death, and the smell of death inside was thick and floated out of the mouth like a black silk silk. Zhao Zhongliu took people in and swept it in with great interest.

There are hundreds of mutant corpse demons in the cave, which are composed of stones that are condensed by dead energy. The strength is infinite, the defense is amazing, and although the intelligence is not very good, it really takes a lot of effort to clear it.

But after the battle, Zhao Zhongliu went crazy again. In the entire stone cave, there was nothing else except a fountain of death at the bottom, which constantly spewed out the power of death.

But they can't move this fountain of death, and it's useless to move away.

The curse of doom seemed to be with them, and they were constantly attacked, and before coming here, they had experienced a total of four death monster initiatives, and three other times when they found the tomb and killed them.

But so far, they've only found four Death Crystals, and ...... Those tiles.

Yes, the harvest can no longer be described as "less", it is simply barren and outrageous!

And this time, as soon as they stepped onto a hillside, a skeletal frame a foot high came out of the ground, and without saying a word, brandished the rusty greatsword in his hand and slashed at them.

After the first skeleton, the mountains were filled with soil, and a skeletal warrior emerged......

Killing all the way here, Zhao Zhongliu discovered these four undead portals.

"Is this really Haichuan Dao?" one of the followers finally couldn't help himself and grumbled again. Zhao Zhongliu's face was also gloomy, but he was still comforting himself: "This is indeed Haichuan Dao, and this is the safest path." However, even this place has become so dangerous, can you imagine what happened to the Yonggu Road that Sun Ang walked!"

The two followers glanced at each other, and both knew in their hearts that Sun Ang was dead.

"Let's go, go inside. ”

Four portals, each leading to different places, they went in one by one, and then came out with gloomy faces.

There is no danger in the Undead Portal, and all the bone warriors have been cleaned by them. But there's really nothing left in the portal!(To be continued......)