Chapter 843 The treasury of eight thousand years

Chapter 843 8,000 Years of Storage

Chapter 845

This huge bronze house is lined up, with a total of nine vertical holes. According to the rules of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect, there must be seven or more of the nine deputy palms, and jointly hold the deputy palm tokens to open the treasure house of the sect.

This is also the reason why there are nine deputy palms of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect, but there are seven people in the faction at any time.

Fang Yun slowly walked past the white-haired old man with the other six deputy palms and walked towards the thick giant. The white-haired old man held it in his hands, motionless, and closed his eyes, as if he were asleep.

"Ka!"

Just in Fang Yun and others, they took out the token, that is, the big key, and prepared to enter the hole. After him, the voice of the white-haired old man came from behind:

"Last time... you little bastards, - you're not so safe..."

Where Fang Yun couldn't see, the white-haired old man's eyelids were slightly open, and a dazzling cold light flashed from the cracks of his eyelids.

"Boom!"

As soon as the words came out this time, Fang Yun "banged" and shook violently, and there was a moment in his heart, a blank. In the dark underground corridor, there is a dead silence.

"This guy,... pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

The guardian has always said that he remembers tokens but not people. That's what I said, but the truth is obviously another time. Such a strong man, in the depths of the earth, can only be seen several times occasionally, it is impossible not to be impressed. There is no doubt that he felt something.

As soon as Fang Yun's eyebrows sank and the real qi flowed in his body, he was ready to summon all the puppets to prepare for the worst. This white-haired old man makes people extremely afraid, but if he really wants to fight to the death, he is not afraid.

The only trouble is that it may alarm the whole nine corpse demon sect, so that his efforts will be completely in vain.

However, at this moment, Fang Yun heard a grumbling again:

"Tut..., but it's none of my business."

The white-haired old man said, his body slowly fell back, leaning against the wall, motionless. He looked like he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

"Huh?"

Fang Yun thought about it, raised his true spirit, and slowly dispersed back. The breath of silence slowly dissipated.

In front of the big place, Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking:

"The guardian of this legendary realm does not seem to be a loyal disciple of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect..."

The body is locked in this space by a strange magic weapon, which seems to be a crime. Guarding the treasury is not so dedicated. The identity of this old man is quite strange. However, Fang Yun doesn't want to have too many extranecesses. A legendary martial artist, even if his strength does not reach that level, is not so easy to deal with.

At least, the legendary martial artist controls the law of space. In front of him, there is no top magic weapon, and it is even difficult to soar into the air. Such a warrior, can you not provoke, or don't provoke.

"Ka!"

Seven keys entered at the same time and only heard a loud rumble, which was opened slowly after being sealed for a long time. A rotten smell came to my face. Obviously, no one has been here for a long time.

"Go in."

Fang Yunyi's sleeve came in with six pairs of palms. Behind the big, there is a tortuous corridor, and there are twelve thick runes all the way, so that you can really enter the treasure house.

"Da!"

With a burst of footsteps, Fang Yun finally reached the depths of the treasure house of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect. What is displayed in front of you is a huge space. Everything is in order. Danfu's skills, weapons, various treasures, precious refinery materials, corpses of strange animals...

However, Fang Yun cares about it. But it is the true spirit of death accumulated by the Nine Corpse Demon Sect over the years. This power, which contains the power of death and soul, is the power that evil sects generally need.

People in the evil way need this kind of power to practice evil skills. However, there are few people who need such a huge and amazing death spirit like the eternal evil emperor's arrival. 1.8 million white bone demons, 900 million dead creatures, such a huge number, few sects reach.

What they do more is to use these true qi of death as auxiliary materials for refining some evil elixirs.

Fang Yun glanced at him and walked directly to the place where the true spirit of death on the battlefield was stored in the memory of "Zhao Hua".

In the corner of this huge treasure house, hundreds of jars are stored there. It is dense and stacked. These jars are much larger than those purple glass bottles, each of which is the kind of old jar capacity for storing aged wine. Inside, it is the power of death on the battlefield.

The Nine Corpse Demon Sect has accumulated for more than 8,000 years, and it is all gathered here!

"Such a true qi of death is enough for me to condense a large number of white bone demons in the ancient evil emperor's martial arts!"

Fang Yun did not hesitate. As soon as his mind moved, a stream of real qi broke out of his body, and the runes condensed and turned into a black è true qi arm. He lifted these black jars up, broke the seal, and then dumped them down.

"Rumble!"

At the moment the seal was broken, there was an avalanche-like sound in these big jars, as if countless ice and snow collapsed at this moment.

"What a strong breath!"

Fang Yun felt a thick blood gas and rushed to his face. In this place where wars are frequent, the souls who died in countless wars are terrible. The essence of death turned into a vast ocean and fell from mid-air. Countless souls roar and float in it.

"The evil emperor summons, and all spirits return to the soul!"

Fang Yun's body shook, and a shadow, evil and domineering figure appeared behind Fang Yun. The rolling qi of death, like a vast ocean, poured into the evil emperor, the surrounding dark shadow.

"Oh!——"

"li!——"

A white-bone demon roared and was born from this flowing breath of death. Then, he rushed into the dead country of the evil emperor.

One hundred, more than one thousand, ten thousand...

Even Fang Yun was shocked by the speed of the birth of the white bone demon. Ten thousand white bone demons are equivalent to the death power of five million creatures.

One sealed clay altar after another was opened by Fang Yun. These things, which were originally stored as the foundation of the sect, are now merciless by Fang Yun, emptying and absorbing light.

The figure of the Eternal Evil Emperor is getting more and more solid. Countless evil runes, like ants, make up its body. Rapid flow.

In secular dynasties, you can get married in your teens, and the birth and growth of babies. It will take about 18 years. In twenty years, the soul of these twenty years of war will not be too big. But for eight thousand years and eight thousand years, generations of dynastic warriors have been constantly fighting and killing. Even Fang Yun was shocked by the soul power generated.

20,000 heads, 50,000 heads, 80,000 heads... 100,000 heads!

In a short time, 100,000 white-bone demons were born in Fang Yun's evil empire. Demon flags are clustered, bone spears are facing the sky, and the lineup is neat.

100,000 white-bone demons are 50 million dead creatures! However, the number of white bone demons is still increasing.

100,000 heads, 200,000 heads, 300,000 heads... 500,000 heads!

The number of white bone demons is increasing with the number of terrors. In Fang Yun's induction, the mutation suddenly appeared, and some white-bone demons suddenly devoured each other. Nearly 100,000 white-bone demons died in an instant. On the basis of these white bone demons, some taller, solid, ferocious and powerful white-bone generals were born.

The armor on their bodies is no longer an ordinary white-bone demon armor, but a white-bone general armor similar to human generals, but full of white bones.

With the birth of these white-bone generals, a powerful divine power was injected into Fang Yun's soul. This power is pure and powerful. Fang Yun had already stopped his divine power. Under the nourishment of these powers, he began to improve crazily at a stable speed.

"This is..., the eternal evil emperor's coming skill can actually improve the divine power!"

Knowing the changes in his mind, Fang Yun was ecstatic. The growth of divine power is more difficult than the improvement of power. Fang Yun did not expect that when the white bone demon reached an amazing 500,000, there would be such a miraculous change.

With the support of the huge divine power, Fang Yun felt that his perception of the void was becoming more and more sharp. Even the perception of the rules of heaven and earth that I thought had reached, in the details, there are new insights and changes.

An unusually clear feeling surged into his heart, and Fang Yun felt that his understanding and control of the rules of heaven and earth had been enhanced a lot.

"This time, I was involved in the first magic source book. With this opportunity, it is not in vain..."

Fang Yun was full of joy in his heart. With only a moment of growth, Fang Yun felt that the coverage of his divine power had expanded more than 2,000 miles than before.

The white bone demon spirit is still growing. When the nine corpse demon sect is in hundreds of old altars, it has accumulated 8,000 years of death power and is consumed all the time. Fang Yun's evil emperor has completed the condensation.

This is a powerful evil emperor, with a high crown belt, a ribbon fluttering, just the appearance. This evil emperor is not terrible, but gives people a gentle feeling. Just like a humane and wise master.

However, when that pair of eyes were exposed, a dark, evil and domineering momentum broke out of the body, covering all directions. Those eyes contain too much possession, death, darkness, ambition and destruction.

The Eternal Evil Emperor is a terrible god, which represents death!

At this moment, under the name of this eternal evil emperor, 550,000 white-bone demons and more than 100 white-bone generals have gathered, and the momentum is extremely magnificent!

"It's a pity! I want to complete this set of ancient evil emperor's martial arts. At least it is necessary to obtain the sectarian collection of three powerful sects!"

Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes flashed. Not all sects have such a huge sectarian storage like the Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect. Moreover, it is not easy to get into it.

"Buzz!"

Fang Yun's mind moved, and the evil emperor behind him actually broke out of the air. It turned into a piece of charm and gathered in the hands of Fang Yun. Turned into a seven-inch incarnation of an evil emperor, the tape is floating, and the black flame circle behind it shines. At its feet, it is a terrible white bone base! RA