Emperor of Death

Chapter 188
In front of Yechen, bones were piled up like a mountain, and the three of Yechen had already stood on the skeletons to fight.

Half an hour later, finally, after killing more than 300 skeletons, the army of skeletons gradually decreased, and those big black holes slowly came out without spitting out skeletons.

In the sky, the fire of the soul flew around, and the little skull and Lan Wen frantically absorbed the fire of the soul in the air.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, Yechen's strength was almost exhausted. After stuffing three spirit pills into his mouth, Yechen sat cross-legged on the ground, frantically absorbing the strong Yin Qi.

The little fat man looked at this scene with resentment: "Damn it, all the benefits have been taken by you."

After the two dead creatures absorbed enough soul fire, they began to break through again.

Lan Wen broke through three realms in a row, directly reaching the realm of a fifth-tier warrior.

The little skull huddled together, and a completely different powerful force faltered on the bones. The pure and thick power of death began to change the bones of the little skull, making it harder.

Inside the skull, the orange in the soul fire gradually converged, and it turned into yellow slowly.

It wasn't until three hours later that the power of the little skull finally fully exploded, and the little skull let out a long and joyful howl.

After absorbing so much soul fire, the little skull finally rose to two small realms, reaching the realm of a first-tier martial artist.

After being a martial artist, the strength required is ten times more than before.Before the little skull absorbed more than 20 soul fires of the martial artist level to be promoted, so now to improve a small level, at least two hundred soul fires of the martial artist level are needed.

Of course, if it is a high-level martial artist, the number can be reduced appropriately.

After being promoted to the realm of a martial artist, Xiaokulou's strength has greatly increased, and earth-shaking changes have taken place. At this moment, in terms of pure death power, he is not weaker than Yechen.

Of course, if it's a battle, Yechen can dismantle the little skull in minutes. This has nothing to do with strength, but the use of combat experience and skills.

Lan Wen and Xiaokulou guarded Yechen from left to right. After more than three hours, Yechen was still practicing, and the pure death air in the cave poured into Yechen's body like a tide.

The little fat man didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only continue to wait. It's no joke to disturb others' cultivation.

It wasn't until one day and one night later that the pure Yin Qi in the cave was sucked out by Yechen, and it became like the outside world. The Yin Qi that had been bred for many years became Yechen's benefit, which made the little fat man gnash his teeth again.

"Patriarch, haven't you made a breakthrough yet?" Hao Dayong asked aside.

Yechen shook his head: "How can it be so fast, unless there is so much power of death."

If it was Hao Dayong, absorbing so much power of death was enough for him to break through five small realms, but for the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it only made half of the small realms hit.

Ye Chen said: "In the future, I will practice, and you don't have to stand, just practice with me."

Hao Dayong looked at the little fat man worriedly, and the latter stared back fiercely. Hao Dayong smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay."

"Go, you must go! You have gained so many benefits, I can't come here in vain." The little fat man said bitterly.

Yechen stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go, I also want to see what's inside."

"Patriarch!" Hao Dayong looked at the skeletons all over the ground in front of him, and said solemnly, "These skeletons don't have tails, they are very similar to the bones of our human race."

Yechen said lightly: "You read that right, this is the skeleton of the human race."

"It's really human." Hao Dayong exclaimed.

The little fat man on the side sneered, "What's so strange, there is no sacrificial object in the tomb of a big man from a foreign race."

"Sacrifice." Hao Dayong's pupils dilated slightly, "Are these the sacrificial objects that our human race sacrificed for other races?"

Ye Chen said: "When the human race became slaves of all races, among the necessities of the funeral objects of other races, there was a list of the human race. Judging from the number of sacrifices, the owner of this tomb is not very good. Not hundreds of people, but tens of thousands."

"Buried with tens of thousands of people?" Hao Dayong couldn't imagine, after all, he didn't live in that era, and he didn't know the darkness of that era and the tragic fate of the human race.

The little fat man said: "Let's say it's tens of thousands, there are even hundreds of thousands, but if you encounter such a large tomb, it's better to run as far as you can. The owner of that kind of tomb must be a destructive person." His powerful existence, even if he dies, his tomb is a must for us."

While walking, the little fat man who was walking in front suddenly turned his head and said to Yechen, "Hey, if I find something good this time, I'll take it first."

Yechen smiled and said, "Okay!"

"Why did you agree so readily, without haggling at all." The little fat man stared closely at Yechen's eyes.

Ye Chen turned his face away, and said calmly: "Because I am generous and have a good temper."

"Then why don't you look at me and talk. You turn around and look at me. Hey, you don't look at what I mean. You must think in your heart that you can't help yourself when you think about it. You are stronger than me by virtue of your own strength. Do you want to take it by force?"

Hao Dayong approached Yechen, lowered his voice and said: "Patriarch, this subordinate suddenly remembered that I heard from friends in the past that this Brother Dou is ruthless and ruthless, and he also specially cheats his teammates."

The little fat man walked faster and faster as if he didn't hear it.

"Ghost Blood Flower!" Ye Chen suddenly stopped and looked up.

This action made the little fat man inexplicably nervous for a while, the last time Yechen picked a small flower, it almost didn't scare him to death.

On the dirt wall, there are many coquettish red flowers blooming brilliantly.

"Hey, wait." The little fat man said hastily, but unfortunately it was too late, Yechen jumped onto the dirt wall, and picked two bewitching flowers in his hands.

When the little fat man was about to share the loot, Yechen handed it to the little fat man and said, "Here, yours."

The little fat man took it unexpectedly, and then said, "What kind of herb is this?"

"Ghost Blood Flower, a second-grade elixir, can be used to refine some elixir that restores the power of death." Ye Chen said.

"You still have a conscience!" The little fat man put the ghost blood flower into the storage ring, and suddenly found that Ye Chen was staring at his storage ring.

The little fat man's expression changed, he quickly turned his fingers, flipped the storage ring to the other side, and said to Yechen: "Let's go, let's go find something good."

The underground cave became more and more open, and stalactites appeared one after another. The little fat man slowed down and tiptoed forward.

Yechen said softly: "There are many dead creatures ahead, stronger than those skeletons."

(End of this chapter)