Chapter 192 The Heavenly Axe

"The undead martial arts inherit the undead martial arts, so you can't inherit the undead martial soul, but generate the undead martial soul in you. Undead warrior, immortal martial soul, the real meaning is immortality!" The old man finally revealed the true meaning of the undead warrior.

Yang Feng's body was shocked, which was the same as his previous guess. However, he has not yet reached the level of immortality, and he has not even begun to practice immortal martial arts. But since the ultimate goal of the undead warrior is immortality, why did the real undead warrior disappear from this world?

From the conversation, Yang Feng also learned that the old man was the 13th elder of the Haishen clan.

Suddenly, Hai couldn't hesitate to tell him about it. If you tell him, it may not be beneficial to his current practice, but if you don't tell him, he may still have a clearer understanding of the undead warriors. I'm afraid it depends on the opportunity to know the whereabouts of the undead martial arts. Maybe he can understand anything from it?

Elder Hai was about to say something when suddenly there was a loud noise from nowhere. His face changed sharply.

"What's wrong?" Yang Feng asked urgently.

"The old monster is coming!"

"Old monster? Who is it?"

"Black Shark King!"

"Black Shark King?" Yang Feng was shocked, but he had never heard of the name. He didn't know exactly what it was. Judging from the name alone, it was very likely to be a shark.

"The lord of the Menghai of the Moon Slave Kingdom, the younger brother of the king of the Moon Slave Kingdom, the king of the Black Shark Kingdom, and the old monster who has been practicing for 2,000 years."

"Two thousand years?" Yang Feng was shocked. What kind of world is the slave country this month? How can it be... He subconsciously looked at Elder Hai for a year, and he had at least more than 8,000.

"Let's go, I hope it's too late." Elder Hai took the lead in walking out.

Yang Feng suddenly remembered something, "You didn't come here to deal with this old monster, did you?" If not, then he really can't think of what the Snow Whale King did to bring himself.

Elder Hai stopped talking. Yang Feng understood that it was to deal with the Black Shark King. But now he has not recovered his cultivation, just like an abandoned person. How can he deal with the monster who has practiced for two thousand years?

"Let's go, let's go to the Snow Palace first. As the true blood of your immortal warrior, we should be able to move that thing."

"What?" What on earth is the sea elder going to do by himself?

"Let's go, Brother Yang. If you don't leave, it's too late. I don't know how long the girl can hold on. Let's go!" With that, Elder Hai took Yang Feng with one hand, flew in the air, and came to a huge white palace in the blink of an eye. As soon as Yang Feng saw it, the palace towered into the clouds, afraid it was not more than 50 feet high. Standing tall between heaven and earth is really magnificent. The three large white ancient seals are engraved on them, vaguely like the three words "Snow Palace".

Yang Feng took a deep breath. I'm afraid such a palace is not humane!

Wah, the sea elder pulled Yang Feng into the Snow Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, Yang Feng felt a deep chill and couldn't help shivering. He didn't have any strength now. However, the whole Snow Shrine was made of snow, all the pillars were composed of icicles, and all the patterns were carved on the ice wall. The white wall around is picturesque, crystal clear, engraved with all kinds of flying dances, and even some strange portraits, like human beings, beasts and beasts. Every picture is lifelike, as if those patterns are immediately going to jump out of the white wall. Yang Feng was shocked when he saw it.

"Let's go, when the black shark is repulsed, I will accompany you to visit this Snow Palace." Elder Hai took Yang Feng around the main hall and walked forward.

Not long, the two came to an empty hall. Yang Feng suddenly became uneasy, and there was a beep sound from his right arm.

"What's going on?" Elder Hai obviously also found something abnormal.

"It's okay. It's a strange treasure in my hand. I'm afraid there are fierce things around here."

When Elder Hai heard this, his face changed and he reached out to push open a door.

Squeak, the door opens in response. The bloody crescent charm of Yang Feng's right arm suddenly rose from his arm and floated into the air. What's going on? Is this the first time that the crescent stone has left itself?

Yang Feng looked down and saw that the pattern of the crescent stone was still there. What was flying in mid-air?

When he looked up, his face changed dramatically again. Ah, I was shocked and stepped back half a step.

I saw a dark square wooden pillar standing in front of him, on which was a dark axe. The axe was cut on a black iron stone in mid-air, motionless, like hanging in the air, more than two feet wide, and the handle may be more than three feet long. He slashed on the black stone, like a demon god, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

The crescent-shaped red blood flying from Yang Feng's arm was imprinted on the axe of the black giant axe. The giant axe seemed to be both happy and a little afraid. A force blocked the crescent mark, but it could not withstand the oppression of the crescent mark, and slowly printed it little by little.

A red crescent print suddenly appeared on the edge of the head of the giant axe. What's going on? Elder Hai was also stunned.

It seems that this undead warrior really has many mysteries.

Time is running out. He quickly shouted to Yang Feng, "Brother Yang, try it quickly and pull out the huge axe."

Yang Feng was shocked and looked at Elder Hai. What do you mean: Are you kidding?

"Hey, Brother Yang, this axe is called Juetian. It was left by the undead warriors in those years. Only he can move it. If you can remove the Juetian axe, you can kill the thousand-year-old black shark and save the whole snow whale clan. After all, they are the descendants of the Neptune clan. I don't want them to die in the hands of the thousand-year-old shark demon. The snow whale city was destroyed by the old monster. Try it."

Yang Feng finally understood that the real purpose of the Snow Whale King found himself was for this huge axe. But now he is exhausted. Where did he start? He can't even reach the absolute axe at all. The axe can be in mid-air, at least five feet high from the ground. In the past, he could have jumped up, but now he really can't do it.

"Brother Yang, I'll take you up. You're ready." How can Elder Hai not understand Yang Feng's difficulties? Without seeing him move, Yang Feng's body slowly rose. Get up from the ground.

Yang Feng quickly condensed himself and prepared and floated towards the handle of the axe.

The strength was just right. Yang Feng grabbed the huge axe and reached out and held it vigorously. Suddenly, a strong momentum came from the huge axe. Yang Feng's body seemed to be similar to a broken kite and was quickly bounced away.

Hi... Plop... His body hit the ice wall, and his bones almost fell off.

Yang Feng's mouth was crooked and his teeth. He felt that his internal organs were churning. The fire-like heat made him sweat instantly, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"What's going on?" Hai couldn't quickly reach out to reach out to Yang Feng's veins. Fortunately, it was okay.

What the hell is going on? Ordinary people don't get close to the huge axe at all, and they can't even move the huge axe at all. Originally, they thought that the undead warrior could pull out the huge axe and kill the demon shark, but now it seems that he can't. This heavenly axe was left by the real body of the immortal warrior. Can't his blood inheritor pull it out? Or did Yang Feng not open the wisdom of the immortal warrior and become a real immortal warrior? What the hell is going on? Time is running out. If you don't pull out this huge axe, I'm afraid the snow whale country will really be over.

Yang Feng also looked up at the huge axe. He seemed to see a big black man laughing at him: Little, you can pull me out. Don't think that you can move me by inheriting the blood of the undead warrior. What do you dream? It's far away. Get back!

His eyes shrank. This was not an illusion. He really felt the breath of the black giant on the huge axe. The black man with hundreds of feet tall became clearer in his mind, which should be the soul of the absolute axe.

I don't believe it. I, Yang Feng, can't pull out your axe.

He gritted his teeth and said, " Elder Hai, come again!" Suddenly, there was a shout.

Hai couldn't see it. He nodded heavily, raised Yang Feng's body and floated to the Juetian Axe.

Yang Feng held it again, and the powerful force pushed his body away again like a storm.

His body fell to the ground again.

"Hahahaha... Boy, how's it going? It doesn't feel good. If you want to touch me, there's no way. For the sake of you who once held me, I don't want to embarrass you. Go away." The voice sounded clearly in his spiritual consciousness.

There has never been anything that can make him retreat.

Yang Feng swallowed a mouthful of blood, clenched his fists, collapsed like a bow, and slowly stood up.