Emperor of Death

Chapter 523 Missed Opportunity
In the hall, Fatty and Chang Baihui watched Yechen subdue the one-horned lion.

"Let's go together." Yechen shouted at the dead creatures.

The little furball cast Frost Nova and hit the one-horned lion first, dimming the flames on his body and faintly suppressing his power.

The death knight came on horseback, and the spear in his hand hit the head of the one-horned lion fiercely. The huge force caused its head to be smashed to the ground.

After all, it's just a zombie without high-level cultivation skills, and it can't compete with death in terms of strength. With this smash, the fire of his soul is constantly stirring, and he feels a little dizzy.

The next moment, the attack of the little skull has also arrived. The little skull jumped high, and the machete glowed with a crystal silver light, and slashed fiercely on the head of the one-horned lion, making the one-horned lion's soul fire even more intense. The ground is wobbly.

In the end, Yechen's soul power swept out, turned into a soul blade, and hit the one-horned lion's soul fire fiercely. This was a decisive blow, and the one-horned lion finally had no power to resist.

Yechen stepped forward and pressed his right hand on the huge head of the one-horned lion. After thinking for a while, he began to conclude the lowest servant contract. After seeing the huge red beast, Yechen didn't want to accept it as a servant anymore. I plan to give it to Zhang Yun or Ye Xiaoluo.

After subduing it, it can be used temporarily as a temporary mount.

Yechen's right hand was pressed against the forehead of the one-horned lion, and the silver light between his fingers swelled, and he said loudly: "Now, I will give you the emperor-level exercise, the black ghost flame."

Hei Ming Gui Yan, this is the skill practiced by death knights. Since this one-eyed lion can tend to flames, it is the most suitable skill to practice.

After bestowing the exercises, the little fat man and Chang Baihui wandered around the one-horned lion curiously, the little fat man was amazed, and said: "It's really rare that there is such a strange beast, Yechen, you got another good thing .”

Yechen smiled and said, "It's okay."

Chang Baihui sighed: "I really envy you warriors who cultivate the power of death. As long as you catch a good death creature, your strength can be multiplied."

Yechen said in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "If you are so envious, you should also practice the power of death. I can teach you. If you want, I can also give you this one-horned lion."

"I, I have cultivated the power of flame, how can I cultivate the power of death?" Chang Baihui shook his head.

Yechen smiled and said: "Believe me, you will be more talented when you cultivate the power of death. Even if you practice again, your future achievements will be greater than yours now, and it is possible to even surpass Meng Xinqi."

"Puff!" Chang Baihui laughed, "Why didn't you say you surpassed you."

Yechen shook his head and said, "That's impossible, no one can do it."

"Don't tempt me." Chang Baihui said with a smile, "I will not betray my master."

"Hehe, then you've missed a good opportunity." Ye Chen laughed.

"Then I express my regret." Chang Baihui smiled indifferently.

Ye Chen didn't continue to persuade, after Lan Wen absorbed the soul fire, she said to the little fat man and Chang Baihui: "Go, go quickly."

"Why are you in such a hurry? By the way, what did you find just now?" The little fat man asked strangely. Neither he nor Chang Baihui had Yechen's sensitivity. Behemoth.

Yechen said in a deep voice: "I found a red giant zombie, if you see it later, tell me, I will definitely get this beast."

"Okay!" Little Fatty and Chang Baihui didn't understand zombies, and didn't realize the importance of that giant beast.

"Come on, let's go in." Ye Chen said.

. . . . . .

In the hall at the entrance of the ancient tomb, all the people who were originally brought by Pang Xinhe had died. For the last three steps, dozens of people lost their lives, but it still failed.

This is already the next batch of people, these people were recruited by the Purple Flame Sect, and under the threat of death from the two Martial Kings, they obediently set foot on the Seven Flames Attack and Kill Formation.

Twenty people in this group have already died, and there are still more than 20 people left. Now, the correct steps have been proven for nine steps, and only the last step is left.

Now, a woman in her 20s has taken nine steps and is only waiting for the last step. Even in the front, there are countless people who have taken wrong steps. As long as you don’t step on their steps, there is a great chance go in.

The young woman closed her eyes, as if waiting for the doomsday judgment, she stepped forward towards the area that no one else had stepped on.

The hearts of countless people have also been raised. After sacrificing so many people, there should be some gains.

Although the two Martial Kings remained calm, their hearts became tense.

Pang Yuhai even clenched his fists, watched nervously, and murmured: "Success soon, I can't wait to tear that kid into pieces."

The woman stomped down, then remained motionless, waiting for the flames to burn her.

But after a few seconds, the expected flame did not appear, and instead the woman heard cheers not far away.

The woman opened her eyes curiously, and found that there was no flame shooting out from her feet, and then saw countless people not far away looking at her with excited eyes.

"Successful, finally successful." A disciple of the Chixia Sect said in surprise.

Lu Song and Xiong Junpeng looked at each other, secretly relieved.

Immediately, Xiong Junpeng nodded to the woman in the distance, and said, "You will be my disciple of the Purple Flame Sect from now on."

"Yes!" The woman let out a long breath, and then saluted Xiong Junpeng. As for whether she was scolding her in her heart, only she knew.

The woman took the last step and finally walked out of the range of the Seven Flames Attack and Kill Formation.

Immediately, the rest stepped on the mark and advanced step by step. After passing more than ten people in a row, they did not find any problems. The people from the two sects finally believed that they had seen through the formation.

Then, people from the two sects also began to move forward cautiously, and finally passed them all.

Lu Song and Xiong Junpeng stood in the corridor, clenched their fists and said excitedly: "The ancient tomb has finally come in."

Pang Yuhai whispered from the side: "We absolutely can't spare that boy in black. If he didn't cooperate, we would have come in a long time ago."

"That's right!" Lu Song nodded this time, and said in a deep voice, "It's fine if he's dead, but if he's not dead, I'll make him feel that life is worse than death."

Xiong Junpeng said: "Don't kill me first, in case there are organs behind, it may be useful, and when it's useless, it's up to you to decide."

"Well, what you said is reasonable." Lu Song said, and then said to a disciple beside him, "Has the matter that happened here been passed on to the master?"

"Reporting to Master Uncle, I have truthfully reported to the Sect Leader. I just received a letter from the Sect Leader telling us to be careful." The disciple replied.

(End of this chapter)