In the dim stone cave of the tomb, the yellow-shirted young man's clothes were in tatters at this time, and dripping bright red blood fell vertically under his left rib.

"Tick, tick"

In the gloomy silence of the stone cave, the crisp sound of drops of blood hitting the bluestone blocks was particularly harsh. On the high platform in front of him, stood a burly golden skeleton, the long sword in his hand drooped, the hollow skull eyes were bursting with green flames, and the white bone jaw was closed one by one, making a low and screeching sound.

"Greedy aliens, who submit to the deity, who have been servants of the deity for generations, can enjoy eternal admiration. Can you think clearly?"

The yellow-shirted young man stopped the blood flow under his left armpit at a few o'clock, and whispered with a gloomy face: "I said, Mu was born as a human being, and he has not yet been driven by foreign races. ”

Mu Yang's face was solemn at this time, he thought that such a chance should be favored by the heavens, but he didn't know that it was a big fall. That day, when he stroked the long sword, and was about to take the long sword from the golden skeleton's hand, the skeleton that had no life actually moved, and the left skull finger was just a slight click, and he cut his ribs, and then he walked out of the sarcophagus, holding the long sword and looking down at him. Keep saying that he will surrender and be his slave for the rest of his life.

"It's so stubborn. Okay, then polish it again. The skull yin and yang voice came again.

I saw that the skeleton's right hand was a long sword pillar to the ground, and the left hand was slowly raised, and the original white bone actually emitted a red light, which flashed and disappeared into the sarcophagus on all sides.

Suddenly, Mu Yang heard the sound of "rustling" in the sarcophagus. To his death, the dark red skeletons that had been lying quietly actually sat up, shaking their skulls left and right, as if they were not used to it, and then jumped slightly, all standing outside the sarcophagus, and the empty skeleton eyes stared at him standing in the middle.

"Kill!"

The golden skeleton pointed a little, and more than fifty dark red skeletons under it suddenly looked like human beings, with vigorous posture and skillful movements, like skeletons that had just "woken up".

It was unbelievable that those skeletons had no spiritual fluctuation at all, but he could clearly feel that each skeleton had at least a spiritual realm cultivation or above.

Mu Yang took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and then swiped the long sword in his hand, transforming into dozens of flying sword phantoms, erecting around his body, and the cold light was released.

"Canglan Sword Technique, Qingguang Sword Sea, Slash!"

The dense shadow of the sword slashed towards the skeletons rushing in all directions, and after a "crackling" sound, twenty or thirty scattered bones lay under the stone cave. But there were still more than twenty skeletons that were unaffected, and they rushed straight to Mu Yang to surround and kill.

Mu Yang saw that he had already attacked and killed half of the skeletons, and his heart was a little settled, but when he glanced at the golden skeletons, he seemed to see a trace of mockery.

He was surprised, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and when he saw that the skeleton was already up to his body, he had to tiptoe a little, and the long sword in his hand drew a flash of light, and the sword cut off the head without dragging the mud. Another rabbit descended, standing in front of the skeleton in front of it, and the middle of the long sword slashed, and it was instantly shattered.

In this way, after a quarter of an hour, he did not know how many skeletons had been scattered, but the number of rushing ones was still not decreasing.

An hour later, he was out of breath, and finally saw a skeleton that had just been split apart, actually combining on its own, and soon returned to normal! This scene made his heart sink straight down, and his whole body felt cold.

Three hours later, his legs and feet trembled, his body bowed slightly, and he was still fighting.

Five hours later, without the spirit stone to replenish the true yuan aura in time, the yellow-shirted young man could only stand with his sword in column, his face was pale, and his tired eyes showed despair.

The strange thing is that the surrounding skeletons staggered and besieged, but they stood still and did not make a move. Suddenly, the skeleton split in two, revealing a passage, and the golden skeleton jumped off the high platform, striding to a meter in front of him, the long sword reached the young man's neck, and the sound of yin and yang resounded through the stone cave again.

"Humble alien, the deity will give you another chance. Surrender to the deity, be the eternal slave of the deity, send you supreme exercises, and enjoy endless resources and wealth. If you disobey, you will become one of them. The skeleton stared at Mu Yang, who was standing with the pillar sword, and pointed to the dark red skeleton around him.

The young man seemed to be unsteady on his feet, his long sword fell suddenly, his legs eagerly pressed down in unison, he knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and said tremblingly: "Master!"

When he shouted, he seemed to see a drop of blood coming out of his eyebrows, and a green flame rushed into his eyebrows, straight into the sea of knowledge. The drop of blood drifted backstage, and the stone wall behind the sarcophagus where the golden skeleton was located suddenly cracked, and a bowl flew out, just to catch the drop of blood in the heart.

Mu Yang also vaguely saw that behind the stone wall, there seemed to be a dense bowl and a thick iron chain. It's just that the stone door was closed behind it, and at the same time he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something more in his soul, and there seemed to be something missing. I only feel that my life is no longer so pure, as if others are overstepping.

Far away in the depths of the Netherworld Secret Realm, there is a peak in the sky, and there is no bloody sun in the sky at the top of the peak, where dark clouds are rolling, thunder bursts are bursting, and the sound of thunder is endless.

Under the peak, there was a crazy roar, like thunder and drums. Just when the bowl in the stone cave of the tomb accepted Mu Yang's hard work, the roar turned into a wild laugh.

"Hahaha, Ethereal Saint Venerable, Nanhua Saint Venerable, Overlord Ghost Saint, and Dark Moon Demon Saint, you suppress the deity with Tongtian Peak, Zhenyuan Lock, Holy Emperor Robe, and Mixed World Stygian Moon Blade, and nourish the living spirit materials with the qi of the deity, trying to exhaust the power of the deity's origin. As everyone knows, the deity instead uses Tongtian Peak to generate blood mist, blood-making shadows, slaughter living beings, and turn yin souls into monsters, and supplement the origin. Use treasures to lure your disciples and other disciples, collect your heart's work, and sacrifice to Tongtian Peak. ”

"Thirty million years, it has been suppressed here for 30 million years, do you think that the deity has been depressed and fallen? Hahaha, the deity has received 999,985 slaves, as long as you get together enough million slaves, you can use the million slave qi machine to smash the Zhenyuan lock, corrupt the Holy Emperor's robe, and then let the deity refine Tongtian Peak and the Mixed World Dark Moon Blade, the world is so big, who dares to compete with me!"

"After a thousand years, my Netherworld Heavenly Venerable will descend on the Fengyun Continent again, and I will wait to be enslaved by the deity and refine my soul!hahaha..."

In the blood pool of Mangxue Mountain, Xu Feiyang was naked, his clothes had long been gone, two long swords were floating in the blood pool behind him, and the half of the blood milk under his body had already become as light as blood water, thinking that it was caused by the absorption of blood qi.

The blood veins in his body swelled, his muscles were like fiery iron, and bursts of pale red blood rose from his body. His face was solemn, his eyebrows were locked, and his teeth were clenched, as if he were in pain.

In fact, ten days ago, Xu Feiyang had already replenished the essence and blood, but the blood and milk in the pool were still sufficient, thinking of Feng Huanyu's statement that blood milk condenses the body, Xu Feiyang forcibly let go of the acupoints, pulled the blood and qi into the meridians, and washed the body over and over again.

It took a full ten days and nights to absorb the blood qi, and the body was condensed with blood qi several times, and now the whole body body is condensed, and the blood is full, although it has not been tested, but now only with the power of the body, it can also be used to rival the mid-stage monks of the spiritual realm.

Originally, after the body condensation was over, he would have to collect the work, but he didn't want to force the breakthrough because of the overflowing accumulation of his early true yuan, and the physical condensation far surpassed that of the mortal realm cultivator, but he couldn't control it, so he had to grit his teeth, hoping to break through the bottleneck when the blood mist dissipated.