Chapter 390 Blood Pool Horror

On the vast plain, three figures walked on the grass. The time in the game was about 45 p.m. The sunset shone on the three people and dragged the shadows long. Zhang Jingfen walked behind and said, "Don't you really need my help?" This was said to Daji, who was holding Yang Zhiyun in front of him.

"No." Daji answered hard but firmly. Yang Zhiyun woke up and fainted again after a while. The meridians on his face looked very horrible on the skin. Daji could understand how painful he was now, because she was clear about the power of the legendary Mingsheng Tianshu, otherwise she would not have...

Daji thought of this and no longer continued to think about it. It was a very uncomfortable feeling that the buried memory was dug out. Daji looked back at Zhang Jingfen and looked very ugly. She felt very hostile to this woman. I don't know why, it was this feeling.

"Oh..." Zhang Jingfen smiled and stopped talking. Anyway, this one here is not far from Xuanyuan's tomb, but she was not worried.

The three of them walked forward without saying a word. They didn't know what they were thinking and what they planned to do later. The atmosphere was a little strange. If they were seen by strangers, they would never believe that these three were together. After walking for about 15 minutes, a dilapidated Xuanyuan tomb appeared in front of the three people. Since the last incident, there have been no players staying here in Xuanyuan tomb. It's just a low-level monster area. There is nothing to miss except a lonely tomb. However, there is nothing in this tomb, so there is nothing. Some players are willing to linger here. The empty tomb on the empty grassland looks particularly desolate. The originally smooth slate is also covered with moss. I don't know if the system deliberately did this.

About 1,000 meters on the right side of Xuanyuan's tomb, there is a great pit that can almost be called a cliff. That was the masterpiece of the last ice crystal Madonna. Zhang Jingfen looked at the crack and didn't know what she was thinking. Daji kicked angrily and said, "I went into the grave with my master. No one else can go in. Are you waiting outside or going first?" This is not Da Ji's rejection of Zhang Jingfen, but that Xuanyuan's tomb can't enter at will, and Yang Zhiyun didn't know why he could easily enter at the beginning.

Zhang Jingfen turned around and said in a low voice, "I can't be you. I have something else to do. I'll leave after you go in."

Daji answered and helped Yang Zhiyun walk towards the tomb. After taking two steps, Daji stopped and looked back at Zhang Jingfen. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Be careful." No matter how much she hates Zhang Jingfen, she has always been their savior's basic etiquette.

Zhang Jingfen was slightly stunned and then raised the corners of her mouth. She didn't laugh or say anything. Daji looked at Zhang Jingfen and walked towards the steps with Yang Zhiyun. The steps of Xuanyuan's tomb were a little long and difficult. At the top of the steps was a vertical tombstone, on which three ancient characters were written. Xuan The tomb. Da Ji silently read a few spells in his mouth that he couldn't hear what it was. The big words on Xuanyuan's tomb lit up and enveloped the two people again. After the light dissipated, the traces of the two also disappeared from Zhang Jingfen's sight.

Zhang Jingfen looked at the place where the two disappeared and put away her smile. Her sullen face flashed a trace of hesitation in her eyes when she looked at the Xuanyuan tomb in the twilight of the West Mountain. She sighed and quickly pinched out a formula with her hands. A black hole like ink immediately rose under her feet. The black hole was like a swamp. Zhang Jingfen, who stood above, slowly sank, but she was not worried at all, like a vampire who was about to return to sleep in the coffin. The atmosphere was strange. After Zhang Jingfen disappeared into the black hole with the coffin, a cool breeze blew on the vast grassland, blowing large areas of weeds like the waves on the lake. The same.

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Daji and Yang Zhiyun were sucked into the tomb of Xuanyuan and fell directly from the light ball that came out last time. Daji fell on the ground and snorted on the ground for a long time before getting up. As soon as he came to his senses, he saw that Yang Zhiyun actually stood up as if he was fine and ran to the blood pool where he had obtained the wheel of Fuxi. On the side, Yang Zhiyun's painful howling in the blood pool was still in Daji's ears. He didn't forget it. He dared to let Yang Zhiyun fall in again and rushed up to help Yang Zhiyun and said, "Master, be careful."

But Yang Zhiyun pushed Daji away and shouted at the same time, "Get out of here!" Daji was pushed to the ground by Yang Zhiyun and stared at Yang Zhiyun's grievances in his heart and body. His big eyes were about to cry out, but Yang Zhiyun, the initiator, stared at Daji's eyes under the blood pool and his eyes turned red, and then jumped down. Yang Zhiyun jumped. Immediately woke up Daji. At this time, she realized that the voice that Yang Zhiyun roared at her just now was not Yang Zhiyun's original voice! It's the voice of a strange middle-aged man! Thinking about it this time, Daji immediately felt creepy, and felt that the whole Xuanyuan tomb revealed a strange atmosphere.

Daji slowly climbed to the blood pool and looked up. In the blood pool, only Yang Zhiyun jumped down without any other reaction, no bubbles, no violent ups and downs, as if he were dead. Although he was extremely worried, Daji knew that he could only wait now, and he would not know what was going on until Yang Zhiyun came out. After returning to the ancient tomb, Daji was recovered by force. The injuries left by the previous forced use of energy can also be well recovered here. Daji directly sat next to the blood pool to heal his wounds.

Yang Zhiyun, who jumped under the blood pool, did not make any painful cry. The last ghost crying and wolf howling must have been a little strange this time. Yang Zhiyun swam into the depths of the blood pool with no expression on his face. The blood pool was all red. In theory, he should not see the direction, but Yang Zhiyun It was very accurate to swim to the center of the blood pool, which was the place where the undulating wheel of Xi was pulled up and down. Yang Zhiyun's two eyes emitted a bright light and were as conspicuous as a searchlight in the blood-red darkness. Yang Zhiyun gently stroked the depression left by the wheel of Fuxi, took out the wheel of Fuxi from the grass bag and re-embed it. Go up, and then sit on it, close your eyes, put the palm of your hand in Dantian, and hold it all!

"Kill!" A sudden shout in his mind woke up Yang Zhiyun, who had been in the white world, and then the piercing pain immediately rushed from his whole body to his brain. Yang Zhiyun, who was sitting together, immediately struggled. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Yang Zhiyun's mind: "Sit down!"

This voice was like an evil spell. Yang Zhiyun immediately sat down, enduring severe pain but did not move. Yang Zhiyun was so frightened that he could not open his mouth to speak at this moment and could only respond in his mind, "Who are you!"

The voice was calm and heavy, and everyone said, "I am the force in your body all the time."

Yang Zhiyun immediately thought of "Great Demon God?" Did he wake up? Yang Zhiyun's heart was bumpy, as if the pain outside him had also eased a lot. He continued to ask, "Then who are you?"

The voice was silent for a long time and then said, "I don't know. I seem to have slept for a long time, and my memory seems to have disappeared. Since you call me the Great Demon God, just call me like this."

There is a pimple in Yang Zhiyun's heart. The most afraid thing in life is the feeling that others know what you think and can't hide any secret. Yang Zhiyun thought for a while, but when he just woke up and the pain from the outside world, he couldn't calm down and couldn't think about the cause and effect correctly. He could only simply ask, "What do you want?"

"I don't know. All I know is that I may be dead. A little participating spirit has entered your body. If I guess correctly, the blood in this blood pool should be mine." The voice of the Great Demon God is very beautiful. It doesn't sound like a bad person, but he also said that he was the body in this blood pool, that is, the body that Yang Zhiyun saw that day was comparable to the half of the body of Optimus Prime.

Yang Zhiyun's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Why don't you help me and teach me martial arts? Anyway, you can stay in my body and have nothing to do." Yang Zhiyun thought very well. Aren't the protagonists in most novels like this when they meet a senior with strong martial arts skills and then ascend to the sky step by step?

The great demon god laughed and said, "If that's the case, why don't I just take your life and take this body for yourself?" This is not an exaggeration at all. It is simply easy to erase Yang Zhiyun's consciousness and control his body.

Yang Zhiyun's heart was cold and he couldn't scream. Why is it different from what is written in the book? What's going on?

After laughing, the Great Demon God sighed for a long time and said, "Although I lost my memory and my ability has weakened, it's easier to kill you, but I don't want to do this."

Yang Zhiyun asked in a stunned question, "Why?"

The Great Demon God said slowly, "I'm tired. Although I don't know why I'm tired, my heart is tired. If you hadn't woken me up, I don't think I would have woken up in my life."

Yang Zhiyun was surprised and said, "Did I wake you up? Why? I didn't do anything."

The great demon god slowly spit out four words: "Ming Sheng Tianshu."

Who can guess the identity of the Great Demon God? There is a prize in the guess!

Someone asked me how to divide the level of this novel. I can only say that this is not an ordinary online game novel. It doesn't talk about the level. The strength of the characters in this book depends on the potential, so there will be no such absurdity of leap-level killing. If you have to divide it, I think it can only be divided like this.

Body, internal force, spirit, magic weapon.

Main practice of physical auxiliary use of magic weapons: Yang Zhiyun

Main cultivation of internal force to assist the use of magic tools: knife infinite

Main cultivation of spirit to assist in the cultivation of internal force: weaving words and long hearts

Main cultivation of spirit-assisted cultivation of the body: Night God Moon

Mainly use magic weapons to assist in the cultivation of internal forces: the three demons

Mainly use the body to assist in the cultivation of internal forces: magic life

Mainly using magic weapons to assist in the cultivation of the body: Magician jiu-jiu

Main cultivation of spiritual auxiliary use of magic weapons: Ye Yuyu

and so on

By analogy, there is no high or low ranking, only the types are different. In a word, there is no strongest profession, only the strongest players, so give full play to your faith and choose the type that suits you, as the old saying goes, recruit!!!!!!!!!!