Chapter 191 Elder of Nep>

Yang Feng walked slowly through the snow whale palace. Just as he walked to the main door of the palace and stepped outside the door, suddenly an old voice sounded: "Young man, are you leaving like this?"

Yang Feng's body stagnated, and the sound made his heart tremble. It's just the power of sound. He stopped and slowly turned around. At the small door on the side of the palace, a white-haired old man was standing there with wrinkles on his face and a calm look, but his eyes were triangular, and his listless eyes were so strange. A tremor from the depths of his heart made Yang Feng stop involuntarily. This man is not a human, and he is an old monster.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't you want to know the real reason why the Snow Whale King was invited? Don't you think it's a pity to leave like this? This month, the people of the slave country dreamed of this snow whale kingdom, but you left as soon as you came. Don't you want to get something?

"No one can take away what belongs to me. What's the use of what doesn't belong to me? I'm not interested in this snow whale kingdom no matter how many babies there are. Yang Feng blocked the old man's words back with one sentence.

The old man was stuffed for a moment and said to himself: My aunt, I finally found a person who can save the snow whale country. You are fine. After a few words, people are angry and leave. Now it's good. I have to come forward in person. This little one doesn't seem to give face! Oh, I have no choice but to open up this old face.

Naturally, the old man knows that Yang Feng is proud of his heart. There is only such an inheritor for ten thousand years. He can be regarded by his divine blood. If he doesn't want to know, he must be a person who is invulnerable and fearless. I'm afraid nothing can move him. Only...

"Ah..." The old man coughed and said, "I don't know if my friend would like to go to my hut for a chat?"

Yang Feng gave a slight pause, and he can also see that this old man is not an ordinary person. In terms of cultivation, he knows very well that this person may be the strongest person he has seen so far. If he is not wrong, this person should have reached the three realms of creation, the legendary divine cultivation.

"Good." Yang Feng nodded slowly. In fact, he had a feeling that the old man might know more or less about the undead warrior to see if he could get something useful from his mouth. If possible, he must find a way to make it clear. Although he knows the power of the undead warrior and the magic power of the undead warrior, so far, he has not really understood the real martial arts of the undead warrior except for the blood of the immortal warrior. I heard from the old demon that any of the original martial arts of the undead warrior can span the world and break the sky alone. He is now not at all. The way to open the secret skills of the undead warrior.

The old man was secretly happy, nodded, and slowly led the way in front of him, and Yang Feng followed behind. In the hall not far away, the Snow Whale King saw the old man appear with a strange expression, and the arc at the corners of his mouth raised, and he didn't know what she was thinking.

Yang Feng followed the old man to a forest not far from the Snow Whale Palace, and the old man introduced Yang Feng into his hut.

At this time, Yang Feng can also feel the cold air on the old man. Is this old man also a snow whale? Yang Feng felt it carefully and found that although the old man's breath was also very cold, the coldness seemed to be different from the coldness on Snow Whale King and Qingling. The coldness on his body had a more heart-lunging smell, as if it were an ice kiln that had been frozen for thousands of years, not only cold, but also heavy ice.

"Why, young man, are you interested in my old man?" The old man seemed to see through Yang Feng's thoughts and smiled.

"Are you not a snow whale?" Yang Feng guessed.

The old man nodded slowly.

"You are a descendant of Nepian." Yang Feng made a bold guess.

The old man was shocked, and his eyes could no longer calm down. He was full of surprise and surprise, and there was also a trace of admiration and appreciation. The undead warrior is indeed an undead warrior. Even the inheritor can see through his existence of a ten-thousand-year-old monster at a glance. He has existed in the Snow Whale Kingdom for a long time. He is the only one who recognizes him when he meets him. The undead warrior, as expected...

The old man looked at Yang Feng's eyes with a burst of light, as if the sun appeared, shining brightly.

Sea gods, sea gods, does anyone else remember their sea gods? He almost forgot that he was a member of that magical race. He also forgot that his ancestors were actually very great. Does he know the Sea Gods?

The old man looked a little excited, and after a moment, he finally calmed down. The cold fluctuation also came to a standstill.

Yang Feng naturally sensed the emotions of the old man. The Poious family once dominated the world and was one of the greatest races in heaven and earth. Therefore, he believed that the old man, as a member of the Pohen family, would definitely be proud of his race.

"The sea god family, the god of heaven and earth, is immortal and has been passed down through the ages." Yang Feng silently said four sentences.

The old man was shocked again. Unexpectedly, someone still remembered these four sentences, and the old man's expression fluctuated violently again.

Yang Feng also read that sentence inexplicably, as if he had never heard or seen it. What's going on? Suddenly, there was a supernatural fluctuation in the sea of knowledge. The immortal warrior, the immortal warrior's divine consciousness, and the immortal warrior's divine consciousness appeared?

Yang Feng suddenly let go of his divine consciousness, but in an instant, the divine consciousness disappeared.

After a wave of soul, the two finally calmed down. As if they had been friends for a long time, the old man's eyes at Yang Feng also became much more intimate. For many years, there should be nine thousand years. No one has ever made his mood fluctuate like this. This young warrior is really...

Yang Feng's eyes at the old man were much softer, and his mood finally calmed down. At present, there is only this old man who can make the immortal warrior fluctuate.

"Please sit down, little friend." The old man slowly pointed to a broken bamboo chair. The chair was obviously missing a corner, but Yang Feng sat down and was as stable as Mount Tai. What's going on? Is this the power of creation? The power of the strong man who created the three realms? It's so weird.

Yang Feng knew that the old man would not just find himself to chat. If there was nothing special, the old man might not appear at all. How could a descendant of the sea god appear for a little thing? He should be ten thousand years old, right?

"Little friend, I have a ruthless invitation. Can you let me feel the undead martial soul in your body?"

Yang Feng looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "To be honest, my father-in-law, I don't have an immortal martial soul, or more accurately, I haven't found an immortal martial soul. What flows on my body is immortal blood, and I inherited his blood."

"What? You..." The old man stood up, immortal blood, immortal blood, he actually inherited through blood. Then he is not an inheritor, but a vein. He is really an immortal warrior who is not listed.

The old man's eyes looking at Yang Feng were full of surprise, envy, admiration and disbelief. Even if he had been practicing for ten thousand years, his eyes had to look at Yang Feng also be full of reverence. A heartfelt of respect arose, and the old man looked deeply at Yang Feng. It can be regarded as a gift from the younger generation. Yang Guo quickly flashed aside.

"My father-in-law has broken the boy."

"I don't worship you, but the undead warrior." Originally, he thought that Yang Feng was just an inheritor of the immortal warrior and inherited the martial soul of the immortal warrior. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng inherited the blood of the immortal warrior. Then he is very likely to become an undead god of war.

Yang Feng naturally knew that he was not himself, but he didn't know why.

"My father-in-law, Yang Feng has many unclear points about the undead warriors. I hope my father-in-law can answer them. But Yang Feng doesn't dare to diso obey his father-in-law.

When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed and knew the meaning of Yang Feng's words, which could have something to do with the undead warriors. He would not stand by any danger in the remnants of Nepion.

"Oc, ask, what do you want to know? As long as the old man knows, he must know everything and say everything."

"What do you mean by saying that you are an undead warrior? I just inherited his bloodline. I don't even know where the martial soul is. How can it be an immortal warrior, at most an inheritor. What you just said..."

As soon as the old man heard it, he knew that Yang Feng might not know much about the inheritance of immortal warriors.

"In fact, before you, it is not without the inheritance of the immortal warriors. Most of them inherit the immortal martial souls, so they can only be regarded as the rebirth of the immortal warriors. But you are different. You inherit his bloodline, the same lineage, the same life and death, and the same fate. You will become a real undead warrior, not an inheritor.

"What did you say?" Yang Feng himself was shocked. This inheritor is very different from me. The primordial spirit or martial soul generally inherited by the inheritor can be reborn, which is equivalent to my rebirth. All blood and soul will be reborn, which is exactly the same as a new life. Will he become a real undead warrior, not an inheritor?

He himself was stunned by this fact.