The deceased's crown was pitch black, with no jade carvings, no spiritual pressure, and a very simple and inconspicuous style. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 But he caught Qin Feng's eyeballs and blurted out: "This is the crown of the dead worn by the king of Nabiluo!"

The Nightmare handed the Crown of the Dead to Qin Feng: "Yes, master. "Under the eyes of the Nightmare, no treasure can escape detection, so I deliberately picked up a pile of "garbage" and secretly found the Crown of the Dead when the others were not aware of it, put it in the Qiankun bag, and then threw it into my mouth. It was done seamlessly, and even Qin Feng thought that the crown of the deceased had been destroyed in that explosion.

Qin Feng sighed: "You should take it out and distribute it together." "This is the treasure of the Infant Monk, its value is hard to measure, the most important thing is that it is undamaged, and its value is much greater than that of the broken scepter. But then again, if Qin Feng wanted to take this treasure, he might not be able to pay the price to compensate Duobao Dao and Bai Hao.

The Nightmare didn't quibble, and said very directly: "This is a treasure of immeasurable value! The Nightmare didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him doing this: "This is what we deserve, and if we don't have a master, they will all die!"

The words of the evil nightmare are not unreasonable, just take the blow that the Biluo Monarch sacrificed to the Yuan Infant, Duobao Dao and Bai Hao have no way to crack it. It was Qin Feng who killed King Biluo by luck at the cost of serious injuries, and the greatest credit was naturally Qin Feng.

It's just that who can tell the greed of people? Looking at the performance of Bai Hao and Duobao Dao people at that time, you can know that no one thought of giving Qin Feng a piece of the pie when they each took half of the scepter, Bai Hao just made a promise, and Duobao Dao people only gave Qin Feng something worth five hundred spirit stones.

If the Nightmare takes out the crown of the dead, it is even likely to provoke infighting, and everything is difficult to say......

Qin Feng didn't speak, so what qualifications did he have to criticize anyone? This is human nature, and this is true of animals who have given birth to spiritual intelligence, and so is human beings. Gently playing with the crown of the dead, there was no trace of damage. There is a cold feeling in the hand, which is obviously a magic weapon that is more suitable for meditation and ghost clans.

Without nostalgia, Qin Feng happily took it to the nightmare: "Only in your hands can it exert the greatest effect, you can use it yourself." "I just used it for the Nightmare, and this is also the reason for the Nightmare.

Nightmare looked surprised, he didn't expect Qin Feng to return this treasure to himself. If you ask yourself, if you don't need it, you will take it to the auction house to auction it for the magic weapon or rare elixir you use.

Seeing that the nightmare did not move, Qin Feng said again: "This is your chance, take it." Anyway, you and I go all the way, and whoever uses it is the same thing. ”

The Nightmare took the Crown of the Dead. Qin Feng naturally didn't know that the Nightmare was able to resist the temptation to offer this magic weapon entirely to repay Qin Feng's kindness for reconstruction, and the Nightmare had been waiting to repay Qin Feng's kindness before spreading its wings. However, Qin Feng's move moved the nightmare, the soldier died for the confidant, and the woman was the one who pleased herself. For a while, the nightmare also lost this idea, so he followed Qin Feng like this to see how far Qin Feng could go along the way......

solemnly put on the crown of the dead, but saw that the crown of the dead was floating on its own and burning black flames above his head, setting off the hideous appearance, body, and dark wings, like the return of the demon king of hell. If you have another weapon in your hand, it is comparable to a god and a demon.

Even Qin Feng couldn't help but exclaim: "It's very powerful!"

The Nightmare closed his eyes and was intoxicated: "I feel that my divine sense has increased a lot, my spiritual power has become more refined, and my strength has increased by at least five layers!" And maybe there are other powers in this Crown of the Dead that haven't been discovered.

After a few breaths, the nightmare opened its eyes, and the scarlet pupils were so deep. took off the crown of the dead and put it in the Qiankun bag, turned into a crow again and stopped on Qin Feng's shoulder.

Qin Feng didn't speak again, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes and began to heal his injuries, thanks to this talent ability, ordinary injuries only needed to consume spiritual power to heal, and it only took five days.

Riding on the huge crow transformed by the nightmare, Qin Feng returned to the Dark City again, this time with the certificate, Qin Feng was not hindered in the slightest.

Hearing that Qin Feng wanted a high-quality corpse control technique, Bai Hao gave Qin Feng a token before leaving, and asked Qin Feng to go back to the dark city to find someone.

After questioning several people, we finally arrived at our destination. It is a two-story high attic, surrounded by a wall, and there is a statue of a sitting monk on the left and right sides of the door, but there is no head, which makes people shudder when they look at it.

Qin Feng knocked on the door, but the door was not locked, and a gap was directly opened. Looking through the crack in the door, the courtyard was cluttered with coffins.

Without hesitation, Qin Feng stepped over the threshold: "Is there anyone?" frowned slightly, smelled a smell of blood, and faintly heard the sound of laughter.

A deep voice came: "Who's coming?" ”

Qin Feng said bluntly: "My name is Qin Feng, and I was introduced by Bai Hao. ”

The voice was a little surprised: "Bai Hao, okay, you come in." ”

Without hesitation, Qin Feng stepped into the attic. I saw that the first layer was filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, and all kinds of internal organs were placed inside, or some strange insects. There was also a desk in the center, on which was a corpse, the abdomen had been broken and the blood had not coagulated, apparently just dead.

Although this house is terrifying, it can only scare ordinary people, how could a monk like Qin Feng be coaxed by such a battle. However, I felt a little unhappy with this monk in my heart, and I stayed away from it in the future.

Walking up the stairs, it turned out to be an ebony door with red paint. Gently pushed it away, but the scenery inside made Qin Feng stunned. It's not terrifying, it's a piece of gold!

The decoration in the whole house is not to mention, it is extremely luxurious, and it is even more shocking than the royal treasure hall that Qin Feng has ever seen, but it is all worldly yellow and white things. There are more than ten bewitching women dancing in it, just dressed in satin, and Miaoman's figure looms, so it is not tempting. There are also ten women playing musical instruments on the side, and the sound of beauty is endless.

A naked bald man leaned on a large chair draped in inexplicable animal skin, with a beautiful and bewitching woman in his arms, and a table was set up in front of him, full of meat and wine.

Qin Feng noticed that there was a robe on the side of this person, and said, "Your Excellency is the flower monk?"

"It's me!" Monk Hua pushed away the bewitching woman with one hand. The woman didn't dare to be angry, and smiled at the monk Xiaoyao, leaned over and said, "There are tokens." ”

Qin Feng nodded: "Naturally." He took out the token given by Bai Hao, a string of Buddhist beads.

Monk Hua didn't look at it and went directly to his waist, still with the appearance of no one in his eyes: "Well, it's my thing." Count me as owing Bai Hao a favor, and told him that with this token, I can meet a request. Tell me, why are you here?"

Qin Feng frowned slightly: "I heard that you have a mastery of corpse control techniques, can you have a certain opinion with me Qin." ”

A fierce light flashed from Monk Hua's face: "That Bai Hao told you again?" After that, he said with a sarcastic smile on his face: "It is true that there is this thing, but that thing was obtained by me who betrayed my master and went through life and death." So far, I don't dare to go out of this broken place. Do you think I'll give it to you?"

Monk Hua's tone was arrogant, coupled with that playful look. It made Qin Feng extremely unhappy.

I don't know if this flower monk is crazy in practice, so vulgar and contemptuous of others. Is it because everyone is drunk and I am sober alone?Or is it because I am confident that my strength is stable and suppresses Qin Feng, or is it because I am so rampant in this dark city, don't you know the truth that disaster comes from my mouth?

Qin Feng prides himself on being a cultivator, and he never fights with others, but being bullied on the head makes Qin Feng feel that his face is gloomy, if it is spread out, won't everyone think that he is weak and can be bullied?

Before Qin Feng could make any more moves, the Nightmare had already spoken: "Watch your words!

Monk Hua slapped the table: "Heh, even a beast dares to teach me a lesson?" With that, a scarlet Buddha bead bounced towards the Nightmare, and the speed was so fast that even Qin Feng couldn't help the Nightmare. No wonder this flower monk dares to be so arrogant, he really has some means.

Burst.

Bright red blood flowed out, and there was a fishy smell, and this Buddha bead actually contained highly poisonous.

The Nightmare had changed into a humanoid form, and the left foot was a blur of flesh and blood. The nightmare was also ruthless, and he was afraid that the poison would spread, so he tore off the piece of flesh and blood, and the yellowed white bones were clearly visible.

Qin Feng didn't even have time to stop it, and the Nightmare counterattacked at the same time. In an instant, the body of the monk burned with black flames, but a scarlet Buddha statue appeared, blocking the black flames.

The Nightmare took out the Crown of the Dead again and put it on top of his head. Stretched out his palm and pointed at the flower monk and shook it, and in an instant, the black flame burned violently, and the richness of the fire was like a ball of ink. Obviously, this Crown of the Dead adds a lot of power to the Nightmare Spell.

In an instant, this hideous blood-colored Buddha statue actually dissolved in this hell fire, and the flower monk spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, this Buddha statue was condensed by his divine sense, and this move had already hurt its roots. At this time, Monk Hua's expression finally changed: "Stop!" I finally realized that the person who came was not an ordinary person.

Seeing that the flower monk picked up the robe on the side, he looked guarded.

Qin Feng also felt that it was appropriate: "Nightmare, stop." Qin Feng still clearly remembered the rules in the Dark City, the first rule was that no one should fight in the Dark City for any reason, and the violator would die! Although this may be an exaggeration, Qin Feng didn't want to cause trouble.