At the beginning, I have the flood transformation system

Chapter 12

Bing'e rolled her eyes and smiled, "Hehe, my little friend is indeed Lan Xinhui, with a torch-like eye!"

"To tell you the truth, the two of us do have something to ask for."

"In ancient times, there was an immortal from Lu Fei's ancestors, and when he fell, he left a picture of the immortal tomb."

"However, time flies, Lu's family is withered, and there are many dangers in the fairy tomb, but it still cannot be opened."

"I never thought that the Divine Corpse Sect would find out about this, arrest the entire Lu family in Zili City, and force Fei'er to bring the remaining half of the treasure map to save people."

"Corpse God Sect?" Zhang Heng frowned, and continued, "What sect is this?"

Bing'e was surprised: "Little friend, you don't know the Corpse God Sect?
"That is a well-known evil faction, ranking seventh among the top ten evil factions in Xuantian Continent."

"Especially the young sect master Shi Wuheng, who possesses the body of Xuanyin, is also known as a peerless genius who meets once in a millennium in the Corpse God Sect."

"Mysterious yin and spirit transformation scriptures are thorough, and I don't know how many amazing people's talents have been devoured in the past few decades. I have already stepped into the mysterious sky realm for many years."

"This time Zili City arrested the entire Lu clan and threatened Fei'er to replace them, he was the one."

"You know that I am a soul body, and my strength is limited."

"Going to Zili City to save people, I hope my little friends will help me!"

After Bing'e finished speaking, she bowed her hands to Zhang Heng with eyes full of expectation.

"Picture of the Immortal Mausoleum?"

Zhang Heng murmured, the tomb was buried in the ancient times, and there must be treasures inside.

And if he wants to transform, he must have a large number of creation points, and it is impossible not to be tempted.

"I can help you, but I also want the picture of Lu's tomb."

Bing'e frowned suddenly, and Lu Fei next to her was furious.

"The picture of the mausoleum is the root of my Lu family, how can I hand it over to others!!"

"Master, let's go. There is no difference between this guy and those devoid of humanity in the Corpse God Sect."

Lu Fei was impatient, got up and was the first to leave.

"Fei'er." Seeing this, Bing'e quickly scolded.

"It's extremely dangerous to go to Zili City. If I want to rescue the members of the Lu clan, even if it's me, I'm not sure."

"The picture of Xianling's tomb and the safety of the entire Lu family, which is more important, how can you not know!"

"Master, I..."

Lu Fei showed grief and clenched his fists, and was caught in a dilemma for a while.

Bing'e patted Lu Fei's shoulder, nodded, and looked at Zhang Heng.

"Little friend, it is too difficult for the Lu family to hand over the map of Xianling's tomb."

"How about this, if you help the two of us rescue the members of the Lu clan, I will open the fairy tomb together after the end."

"Suddenly, except for the inheritance clan artifacts and magical powers left by the owner of the tomb, I let my little friend choose other treasures."

"Is this true?" Zhang Heng's eyes lit up suddenly.

"As long as Paul's inheritance can be revived, my word counts,"

After counting for a few seconds, Zhang Heng nodded decisively, "Haha, good."

Bing'e's expression became much more relaxed now, she turned her head and ordered Lu Fei to pack up, and the three of them flew towards Zili City together.

This is not the first time Zhang Heng has heard of Xuantian Realm. Bing'e knows a lot, and for his own safety, he needs to find out.

"What kind of realm is Xuantian Realm?"

Lu Fei and Bing'e were taken aback suddenly, looking at Zhang Heng like a monster.

"You don't know the realm of cultivation, how can you have such terrifying strength?"

"The shrine is hidden in the human body, and it is not visible on weekdays. After forging the muscles, bones and flesh with various cultivation methods, and the foundation is successfully established, the shrine can be opened and enter the mortal realm."

"The so-called metamorphosis is the transformation from human to immortal."

"The nine levels of mortal transformation correspond to the nine orifices of the human body, and evolve different supernatural powers."

"Going one step further, you can communicate with the power of heaven and earth, step into the Xuantian Realm, call the wind and rain, and become a real master on the mainland."

"Xuantian Realm is also known as the Nine Layers Ladder, and the three layers are one threshold."

"Now I am a soul body, and my strength is only at the fourth level of Xuantian."

Zhang Heng nodded, and carefully compared it with the grading standards of the prehistoric world powerhouses in the system.

"Then what level does my strength belong to?"

"I feel that your cultivation system is different from ours. Based on previous battles, you should be at the sixth level of the Xuantian Realm."

"Is that all?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

Now I am just a primary transformation, the unlocked devil boy body was not exposed just now, that is the most complete manifestation of my strength.

According to his estimation, if he is transforming into a devil boy, and cooperates with magic weapons such as Thunderbolt, Fire and Sharp Spear, then his strength should be at the ninth level of Xuantian Realm.

"What is above the Xuantian Realm?"

"Above the Xuantian Realm is the sky, using itself as a furnace, gathering the mighty power of the heaven and the earth to evolve a part of the world, and you can tilt the power of the heaven and the earth with every move. Many sect leaders in the Xuantian Continent belong to this realm, and they can be regarded as true giants .”

Zhang Heng compared Bing'e's description with the system's fourth-level powerhouse and found that there was not much difference.

So far, he has a very clear positioning of his own strength.

"Going to Zili City, the Corpse God Sect must be prepared. Will they send strong men from the Sky Realm to suppress the formation?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"A strong person in the sky realm is the background of the sect, and his status is extremely lofty, and he will never make a move easily."

"And they don't know my existence at all, and Fei'er is only in the mortal state, and there is no reason to dispatch the sect's background!"

"That's good!"

Zhang Heng showed a faint smile. As long as there are no fourth-level powerhouses in the system, he is confident that Xuantian is invincible.

……

The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpies are flying south. The Lu Mansion in Zili City, which was originally resplendent and magnificent, now hangs eighteen dead bodies with lacerations and bruises hanging upside down at the door. In the hazy night, it looks extraordinarily gloomy.

"Young master, the picture of the tomb of the Immortal Mausoleum is very important. I have been restless these days."

"Lu Fei used the map to replace people this time, I'm afraid something will happen."

The middle-aged man who spoke was wearing a black Taoist robe, with black hair covering his eyebrows, and his face was extremely pale.

Beside him at this moment, a handsome young man was wearing a light-colored robe, on which was embroidered a long river of blood-colored floating bones, stretching without knowing its origin.

Just looking at it, it feels like being in a boundless sea of ​​blood, which is heart-wrenching.

It is the young master of the Corpse God Sect, Shi Wuheng.

The middle-aged man is the guardian of the Corpse God Sect, and his name is Wuchang Taoist.

"There is no need to worry about the guardian of impermanence, I have made complete preparations for this.

Although there is no strong man in the sky realm in the Lu Mansion, you and I are not the only ones who are strong in the Xuantian state. "

"The young master is saying...?"

The Daoist of Impermanence was startled, and subconsciously scanned his surroundings, but he didn't find any aura of Xuantian Realm monks.

Shi Wuheng chuckled lightly and tapped his fingertips lightly.

"jump!"

A scarlet red ferocious ghost sprang out from the face, standing still on the spot, without any life.

"Chiyue Corpse Chief!" Taoist Wuchang exclaimed with his eyelids twitching suddenly.

This is the terrifying corpse leader made by the Corpse God Sect using a special secret method to refine the corpses of the strong in the Xuantian Realm. Among them, the most famous one is the "July Corpse Leader" personally refined by the corpse god sect master who smelted countless genius treasures. , a total of seven, named after the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, and the worst ones have the cultivation base of the seventh level of Xuantian Realm.

If the seven July Corpse Chiefs join forces at the same time, the power of destruction will increase exponentially, and even a monk who is a great perfection in the Xuantian Realm will be caught in a killing situation.

(End of this chapter)