Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 242: Ghoul Secret Code
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"Ah!" Wen Hou was taken aback, Brother Lin was a bit magical, and it was enough to talk to the Taoist priests in Black Mountain, even Fang Jun of the Netherworld Sect had friendship!
"Well, I have a good friendship with the Netherworld Sect." When Lin Fei said this, he didn't mean to have any guilty conscience. Of course, the friendship was good. There were hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones in the Netherworld Sect. ...
"Great!"
After a brief discussion between the two, they came out of the dilapidated hall and rode on the warm blue fish, but arrived outside the tomb in half an hour...
The mausoleum with a radius of tens of miles is like an underground palace. Lin Fei and Wenhou had a big blue fish. They looked around. It was indeed the site of the Netherworld Sect. It was a ghostly scene, the mausoleum. A large number of ghosts wandering around, all domesticated by the Nether Sect themselves, when the two of them came down from the blue big fish, a dozen ghosts screamed in unison, and immediately attracted two Nether Sect disciples.
The two are not very old. They are in their twenties and thirties. They are about the strength of a fate and two calamities. The older one holds a hundred ghost flags and shakes it gently, and hundreds of ghosts are Gathered, surrounded Lin Fei and Wen Hou Tuan Tuan.
"You two, what are you doing? This is the place where ghosts are raised in the Netherworld Sect. If you don't want to cause trouble, just leave."
"Hehe, we are here to find Senior Brother Fang Junfang." When Wen Hou spoke, he seemed to be a little pretending to be a tiger. There is no way. Who would let Senior Brother Lin have great magical powers? Talk to the Black Mountain Taoist and talk to the Netherworld Sect. There are friendships, and as a close friend of Brother Lin, what happened to the fox?
"Senior Brother Fang?" It was about Wenhou's demeanor. It was so calm that the two Netherworld Sect disciples were shocked at the same time. This young cultivator was at least six calamity cultivation base, when he spoke. It's not like being a fake, is it really a good friend of Brother Fang Junfang?
Thinking of this, the two could not help but hesitate. Although Brother Fang had ordered, the idlers were not allowed to approach the mausoleum, but what if the two of them were friends of Brother Fang, they would ask their lips in front of Brother Fang. , To say a few bad things, then the two people will be sad in the future...
Why don't you take them in first?
"The two, please follow me..."
So, Lin Fei and Wen Hou entered the mausoleum like this. This place is really an underground palace with pavilions, and carved beams and columns. It looks like a magnificent scene.
The two followed behind the two Netherworld Sect disciples, walked through several long corridors, and passed three or four gardens. They arrived at the atrium of the tomb. The older Nether Sect disciple was in the atrium. I pressed it lightly on a rockery, and suddenly I heard a sound of "Zazazha".
Then, I saw a huge stone gate slowly opening in front.
"Two, Brother Fang is practicing inside."
At the same time, in a hall deep in the tomb, Fang Jun sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall, with a blue-faced fangs and a three-foot-high ghost standing behind Fang Jun, roaring from time to time.
There are eighteen weird stone pillars surrounding the center of the empty hall. Some of the thick stone pillars are carved with countless desperate and horrified reliefs, and some are struggling and roaring monsters. Everything is lifelike, like Still alive...
As Fang Jun squeezed the seal technique with his hand, he opened his mouth and sucked, and the ghost behind him also opened his mouth.
In an instant, the reliefs on the eighteen stone pillars seemed to have all come to life, one by one screamed desperately, and the corpse gas and ghost gas in their mouths mixed together and turned into smoke pillars, and Fang Jun and the ghosts behind him continued. Swallow.
These eighteen stone pillars are completely piled up by countless creatures. They were enclosed in them when they were still alive. After struggling and desperate to death, resentment soared to the sky, their souls naturally turned into ghosts, and the body was corroded by this ghost. It will turn into a zombie after a long time...
Therefore, the two ghouls have an endless source of energy, which is used to maintain the entire tomb, so that all the countless layouts in the tomb remain in full bloom. In turn, the tomb that has always been in full bloom can suppress them all the time. , Never stand up forever.
And the grievances of these burial creatures will not disappear, the ghosts and corpses will never be exhausted, for Fang Jun, it is simply a blessing.
Fang Jun cultivates the Secret Code of Ghoul. The zombies have the advantages of both horrible ghosts and zombies. They have the advantages of being powerful and infinite, like steel, and they have the magical powers of unpredictable ghosts and ghosts.
It's just that the flaws of this ghoul secret code are also extremely fatal. Both corpse energy and ghost energy are required. When the sacrifice is performed, the two qi of the ghoul must be integrated.
It is precisely because of this that Fang Jun has been stabilized by Zhong Yang, and he can't keep up with the gap.
But now, in this mausoleum, the ghost qi and corpse qi are very rich, and the ghost qi and corpse qi come from the same source, it does not need to spend a lot of time refining and fusion, only this step saves half of the time. .
The two qi of the rolling ghoul didn't enter Fang Jun's mouth. After a little refinement, the aura on his body became stronger. The natal ghoul behind him roared, and the second qi of the ghoul was tossed, the body of the natal ghoul. Just a foot higher out of thin air.
After a while, Fang Jun opened his eyes, his face couldn’t hide his joy...
Zhong Yang, you have pressed me step by step for many years, but what's the use? I get this mausoleum now, and I will enter the mausoleum at a rapid pace, and I will surely cast the golden core before you. At that time, my natal corpse A ghost, turned into a king of ghouls, without any restrictions on ghoul qi, is when I can’t turn you over...
When Fang Jun was very proud, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.
"Brother Fang, two of your friends came to congratulate you. I helped Brother Fang to attract."
"Okay, trouble Junior Brother." Fang Jun nodded subconsciously.
Just after that, Fang Jun was shocked again, my friend?
That's not right...
Where do I get friends?
"Senior Brother Fang, congratulations, congratulations..." Just when Fang Jun was startled, Wen Hou had already walked into the hall quickly while jogging his hands: "Congratulations, Brother Fang, for breaking the tomb and destroying the ghost king!"
"..." Fang Jun looked dumbfounded for a long time before asking his younger brother with a blank face, "Who are these two people?"
"Huh?" The two juniors were startled, and they stammered for a while: "They... They said it was Brother Fang, your friend..."
"They said yes, do you have any brains!" Fang Jun was so angry that he was about to explode. He stared at his younger brother with a green face, and then cursed for a long time: "Get out!"