Chapter 292: Rotten Breath

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The tomb of the gods is sealed outside the realm of the gods

Zhao Sicheng hugged Xiaobai, took Xiaohong in human form, and came to the range of the broken soul. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

This place that almost cost Kong Xuan his life is not enough for Zhao Sicheng, but it is a test for Xiaobai and Xiaohong.

The golden color is mixed with red silk or black silk of the broken spirit, and the attack on Xiaohong is the craziest, and Xiaohong's fire godhead is like a light in the darkness, attracting the attack of the broken spirit.

followed by Zhao Sicheng, Zhao Sicheng's super-god-level **, and also the target of the Broken Divine Soul's attack. Before the shattered soul approached Zhao Sicheng's body, it was suppressed by Zhao Sicheng's powerful spiritual power.

The broken soul that attacked Xiaobai was the least, but Xiaobai was the most painful, Xiaobai's mental power was not high, plus there were few battles for more than ten years, and he was raised by Zhao Sicheng as a fat cat, Xiaobai's willpower was even worse.

"Burn!" Zhao Sicheng snorted lightly, and a dark purple magic fire appeared on the little hand of the demon baby, this faint magic fire only the size of a fingernail flew out from the index finger of Zhao Sicheng's right hand.

"Whew!" The broken soul seemed to be born as the fuel of the magic fire, and the golden broken soul with red silk and black silk melted like white snow in the spring when it encountered the magic fire the size of a fingernail, but the little bit of magic fire "whew" and rose more than a foot high.

"Soul law, strengthen!" Zhao Sicheng's comprehension of the soul law is about three or four percent.

The soul law of high is not low, and it is not effortless to protect the souls of two demon pets.

Looking at the red silk, black silk and golden broken soul that was suppressed by his own spiritual power, constantly beating and resisting, such an interesting thing must be studied carefully.

Zhao Sicheng patted his head and took out the Ten Thousand Ghost Fan from his own small world, "It's a shame to waste! Just now, the deity actually burned nearly a thousand of these small things with magic fire, what a waste......

Shake the fan of ten thousand ghosts, which has been decorated with gold edges and looks very rich, like a traveling gentleman.

Fortunately, Zhao Sicheng looks good now, if he looks obscene, and then put a dog skin plaster on his forehead, it is definitely a standard evil.

Looking at the broken soul like a tide, Zhao Sicheng fanned the fan, and the broken soul with gold mixed with red silk and black silk poured into the ten thousand ghost fan.

Xiaobai and Xiaohong looked at Zhao Sicheng with admiration, and praised at the same time in their hearts: "The current image of the master is definitely a model of pretending to be 13." ”

Xiaobai and Xiaohong can't learn if they want to, if Xiaobai does the same action as Zhao Sicheng, it is a beckoning cat shaking a fan.

Xiaohong, a big man like a red-haired bandit, if he shakes a gold-rimmed folding fan, he is definitely a ruffian bully pretending to be Sven, and he will feel a chill when he thinks about it.

The Broken Divine Soul that made the three demon pets almost lose their lives is almost equivalent to helping Zhao Sicheng cultivate the Ten Thousand Ghost Fan.

"Worship!" Not long after seeing Zhao Sicheng shaking his fan and posing, the area of the broken soul showed a vacuum, and the two demon pets worshipped each other.

Zhao Sicheng saw that the broken divine soul had been reduced to only about a quarter before he stopped, it was not advisable to kill chickens and take eggs, anyway, there were life gods in each plane.

The Divine Tomb Sealing Divine Realm is connected to many large and small planes and heteroplanes. When there is time, Zhao Sicheng can go to any plane through the Guò Divine Tomb Sealing God Realm and collect the broken soul of that plane.

dim, the god realm deserves the name of "tomb of the gods". The entire God Realm showed a dim tone, and Zhao Sicheng frowned slightly.

Zhao Sicheng didn't like the breath in the God Realm here, in addition to the fact that it could suppress Zhao Sicheng's spiritual power here, Zhao Sicheng hated the rotten breath of this God Realm even more.

This continent is only a few million years old at most, but the Demon Realm where Zhao Sicheng was located in his previous life has a history of tens of billions of years.

The demon world has existed for tens of billions of years, and although the aura of killing and brutality is strong, it will definitely not show this kind of aura that seems to have been dead for tens of thousands of years and has been rotten.

This kind of rotten breath is not pure dead air, if it is dead air, Zhao Sicheng may be happy, Zhao Sicheng can just use pure dead air to comprehend the law of death.

Coincidentally, Zhao Sicheng did not comprehend much of the law of life at this time, if he could integrate the law of life and the law of death at this time, he could comprehend one of the ten strongest laws of the divine realm, the "law of reincarnation".

Zhao Sicheng can accept the dead breath, but this rotten breath makes Zhao Sicheng very uncomfortable.

Glancing at Xiaobai and Xiaohong, the two demonic beasts seemed to be unaware of this nasty and rotten aura.

Xiao Bai scratched his mouth with his front paws, yawned innocently, turned over in Zhao Sicheng's arms, and fell asleep.

Xiaohong's face was full of excitement, and she didn't feel a sense of crisis from this divine tomb at all. No wonder there are so many gods in the Yuanjing Continent, but there are only a handful of gods in the Warcraft clan, and most of the Warcraft don't have brains, of course, they die quickly.

As soon as Zhao Sicheng thought that Xiaohong didn't have a brain, an undead clan with no brains came out next to Zhao Sicheng.

The zombie clan belongs to the middle and low-level undead in the undead clan, and there are many zombie clans. In the underworld, zombies are second only to skeletons in number.

The zombie clan is similar to the Warcraft clan, there is no intelligence in the early days, and only after three or four evolutions can it produce a little wisdom of a six- or seven-year-old child. The higher the evolution level, the higher the intelligence of the zombies.

This zombie god's face was pale, with two sharp fangs more than three inches long sticking out of his mouth, and a pair of small Death Wings growing from his back. Just looking at the skin of this zombie clan with a green jade texture, I also know that this zombie clan has broken through the level of the golden-skinned zombie (lower god) and condensed the godhead of death.

This zombie clan mid-ranking god should have just condensed the godhead of the god of death, so he went to the god tomb to seal the god realm to find the divine bead, open up his own territory, and advance to the lord of death (Note 1).

The median god of the zombie clan really doesn't have a brain, and it is holding a broken long knife-like artifact, and this long knife is condensed with a faint divine power of death.

The middle god of the zombie clan held the knife, without saying a word, and the knife quickly went down to Zhao Sicheng's head.

The movement speed of low-level zombies is extremely slow, and the movement speed of low-level zombies is four or five times slower than that of the lowest-level skeletons of the undead race.

But this median god zombie is extremely fast, it was still a kilometer away just now, and now it seems to be teleporting, a flash of blue light, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Zhao Sicheng.

The median god zombie is fast, but this speed is not enough Zhao Sicheng looked, Zhao Sicheng didn't blink his eyes, he didn't even use the magic power, and his slender right hand grabbed the broken artifact long knife of the white-faced zombie.

The "click" artifact long knife shattered in response.

Zhao Sicheng smiled, the ** effect of the Nine Turns of the Demon Pill is very good, and it has reached the ** strength of the Demon Cultivator in the out-of-body stage.

The Median God Zombie obviously didn't expect that a human with fine skin and tender flesh would be so perverted, this guy is like a giant dragon in human skin.

The median god zombie couldn't help but be stunned for 0.2 seconds, 0.2 seconds was enough, Zhao Sicheng hugged Xiaobai with his left hand, and his right hand was instantly inserted into the chest of the zombie clan's middle god.

The median god zombie screamed, "You ......"

Seeing that his golden heart was taken out by Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng didn't care about the idea of this median god zombie, Zhao Sicheng only knew that his harvest was good, and as soon as he entered the god realm, he got a godhead. It's a Grim Reaper, but it's a good start.

Note 1: The following is a comparison of the levels of the protagonist, human, Protoss, and undead (zombies):

Jindan period = holy level (law saint, sword saint) = silver-skinned zombie

Yuan Infant Stage = God Level (Law God, Sword God) = Lower God = Goldenskin Zombie

Out-of-body period = Median god = Death Lord

Distraction Period = Superior God = High Lord of Death

Merge Period = Celestial God = Dead Monarch

Tribulation = Lord God = Death

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