Chapter 178 Transferred to Synthesizer

"That said, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Xia Jun asked Liu Yi to rely close to him. He himself held the tree of the soul, and his spiritual power constantly focused on the tree of the soul, making it look like a silver flame, as if he had put a silver suit on Xia Jun.

The silver-white flame of the soul tree is even afraid of the magic shadow and dare not trouble himself again, not to mention a small ghost king, Xia Jun naturally has no scruples. I just want to delay the time with the ghost king and take the opportunity to recover my physical strength.

"The strength of the ghost king is just eating the light of those souls and forcibly improving it. It is estimated that it is similar to my bloodthirsty madness. There must be a time limit. When the ghost king's combat power subsides, I can remain undefeated without the soul tree!"

Thinking like this in his heart, Xia Jun's confidence was even more full, and the last trace of fear of the ghost king in his heart also faded without a trace. He found a tombstone, crossed his legs and made it up, signaling that the ghost king could speak.

The ghost king's eyes stopped on the tombstone where Xia Jun was sitting. He frowned slightly and was angry, but he looked at the soul tree in Xia Jun's hand and dared not send out fire.

In contrast, the ghost king suddenly felt as if he was shorter. The initiative was all controlled by Xia Jun. He snorted angrily and said, "Kid, you also saw it. You can't help me, and I can't help you. As long as you promise me a condition, I can let you go."

Conditions? Isn't it the soul tree you want in my hand? That's not a need to talk about." The tree of the soul can block the shadow.

Although the magic shadow has not appeared since it was scared away by the little tree last time, who can be sure that it has not followed him? If the tree of soul is given up, who knows if the magic shadow will appear next time to kill itself.

This is a life-saving guy, and you can't hand it over. Handing it over is tantamount to death.

"Kid, I'm a spiritual body. You asked me to take the tree of soul. Don't I think my life will last long? Besides, it has established a spiritual connection with you. How can I take it? Don't worry, I don't mean to you, but I have great benefits for you. As long as you promise to do me a favor, I swear by the ancestors of the Tianji clan that I will definitely thank you.

In the end, the ghost king's expression became more and more solemn, and there was also a trace of the majesty of the superior, but his tone became extremely confident.

Xia Jun was indifferent, just a few simple words, which could not make him believe the sincerity of the ghost king. The oath of the Tianji clan was even more bullshit. He just believed in what he saw in front of him, the ghost king wanted his life. Just now he was, and now he is not sure.

"We are enemies, ghost king, why do you want me to help you?" Xia Jun said lightly.

"If you don't help me, I will take you to bury you together! To tell you the truth, the royal mausoleum of our Tianji clan is a huge array. With this array maintained, the royal mausoleum of our clan can be supported to this day in the great destruction of space.

"If I really have malice against you, as long as I think about it, this array can immediately stop running, and then destroy it and return to nothingness, just like now."

The ghost king's body floated, pinched a strange gesture with his hands, and made a continuous seal around him. The space around him immediately became violently volatile. The sky of the two seemed to be as if the mirror had broken, and there were dense cracks.

That is a sign that the whole mausoleum is about to collapse.

"How about it? Have you thought about it? If you agree to my terms, you are the benefactor of my Tianji clan, and even I can give you a big gift now. If I don't agree, I will die with you and die together in Wangling.

"Are you threatening me?" Xia Jun took a cold look at the ghost king and believed the words of the ghost king in his heart. This ghost king may have really mastered the organs of the royal mausoleum, which can make the royal mausoleum fall into destruction. He could only nod his head and said, "Well, what do you want me to do?"

The ghost king hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "This matter is related to the survival of our family. I can't tell you now, but I promise that this matter is absolutely not harmful to you."

"I can't believe your promise. Don't think I'm a three-year-old, just be practical." Xia Jun curled his lips and pointed to Liu Yiyi, "In order to prove your sincerity, let her out of the royal tomb first!"

Liu Yiyi's eyes were slightly red. Unexpectedly, Xia Jun's first thought of her safety in such a dangerous situation, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

The reason why Xia Jun wanted to let Liu Yiyi go out first naturally had his own plan. On the one is that he personally promised to protect Liu Yiyi's safety, and on the other, he had the idea of running away without talking. After sending Liu Yiyi away, he naturally didn't need to have any scruples.

"How about letting her go? Let's talk about it. If you don't let her go, then don't talk about it!" Xia Jun looked at the somewhat embarrassed ghost king and impatiently urged him not to give the ghost king a chance to think deeply.

The ghost king's thinking was interrupted, and he stared at Xia Jun angrily. Finally, he nodded and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you are also a strong man. I believe that you won't keep your word. I hope I let this little girl go, and you can really promise to help my family!"

Without warning, the ghost king made a fingerprint and patted it on the wall in the distance. Around the rock wall, there was a rumbling sound immediately. It began to spread in all direction.

The broken dragon stone above the corridor also rose. Then the bronze gate in the distance also opened slowly.

The ghost king revealed this hand, and Xia Jun really believed that he had indeed mastered all the organs of Wangling. At the same time, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Ghost king, the appearance of Wangling is actually a trap arranged by you."

The ghost king didn't say anything, just took the lead and walked towards the corridor. In Xia Jun's view, this is undoubtedly an acquiescence. Hurry up and take Liu Yiyi to follow.

It's easy to get in but easy to get out.

There is Ghost King, a person familiar with the situation of Wangling. Along the way, the three of them were unimpeded and soon returned to the place where they killed the earth giant.

The ghost king raised his hand again and hit a string of fingerprints. In the distant space, a black iron gate appeared. As long as he walked out of this gate, he could return to the outside of the royal mausoleum.

Xia Jun nodded slightly. It seemed that the ghost king really asked for himself. He actually opened the royal tomb and hurriedly said to Liu Yiyi, "Liu Yiyi, go out quickly. Remember, don't tell others about our affairs."

"Ye, I know, Xia Jun, you should also be careful. I'm waiting for you outside." Liu Yiyi looked at Xia Jun gratefully and knew that she could not help here, but would become a burden. She had to leave quickly and planned to wait outside.

Xia Jun shook his head and said in a low voice, "Let's wait in Blood Moon City. After I go out, I'll go to Zhenlong Restaurant to find you!"

The disciples of the True Dragon Holy Courtyard who entered the royal mausoleum this time were almost completely destroyed, but only he and Liu Yiyi were left. Xia Jun did not want to be the object of suspicion of others.

He hurriedly thought of a statement and let Liu Yiyi pretended to be just wandering in the periphery and did not pass the pass of the earth giant, so she narrowly picked up a life.

Although Liu Yiyi hated lying, she knew the difficulties of Xia Jun, so she could only nod and then walked out of the royal mausoleum step by step.

Xia Jun was also relieved, turned his head, looked at the ghost king coldly, and asked, "Now, can you say it? What do you want me to help you?"

"It's not the right time yet! At least wait for you to become half of me! Otherwise, I can't trust you!" The ghost king smiled.

"Half a heavenly clan? Are you really not destroyed? Xia Jun's face was a little strange. Didn't he say that the Tianji clan was slaughtered by the god? This is the god. The slaughter is too sloppy, and there are still fish that leaks from the net.

"Ky, don't ask so much. If you know too much, it will only cause you to kill yourself! Come with me. In order to thank you for staying, I will give you a great opportunity first!"

The ghost king didn't say anything more and waved to Xia Jun to keep up.

It wasn't long before the two returned to the royal mausoleum. However, the ghost king who led the way in front of him did not stop and continued to walk inside. Along the way, the ghost king kept making seals one by one to lift the organs here, and Xia Jun was sweating coldly.

It's just a few kilometers away. The ghost king has lifted more than a dozen arrays and hundreds of organs.

"Fortune, the ghost king of this Tianji clan seems to be begging me. If I break in alone, I don't know how to die! By the way, since this guy is a Tianji clan, why don't I ask him about the synthesizer?

Just think of it. Xia Jun took a few steps, walked with the ghost king and asked, "Well, senior, since you are from the Tianji clan, do you know how to transfer to a synthesis engineer?"

"You boy is really weird. The synthesizer is the secret of my Tianji clan, and you even know it!" The ghost king walking in front of him looked at Xia Jun beside him with some shock, and then nodded and said, "If you want to change to a synthetic engineer, you must be my Tianji! I brought you here to transfer you to become a synthologist and become my Tianji, and then I can rest assured that you can help you.

Xia Jun's face changed, and the ghost king also wanted him to be transferred to a synthetic engineer. Is there anything wrong with this synthetic engineer? He has to change his race by himself.

"I don't do anything to change the race. I'm doing a good job, but I don't want to become a monster!" Xia Jun has no hobby of deformation. Hurry to express your position.

"Damn it, I'm a human race, strictly speaking, I'm also a human race! What do you think of us?" After listening to Xia Jun's words, the ghost king almost died of anger. He had a black face and fierce eyes. He almost slapped Xia Jun out of Wang Ling.