Emperor of Death

Chapter 1151 Cultivation of the fourth layer of cold ghost fire

Ye Chen and Lan Wen, who were blown away, looked at the cabin silently. Ye Chen had countless questions in his heart, such as who is he and why is he here?Who was Lan Wen before he was alive, what enemies did he have, how did he die, and why did he say that Lan Wen came back?What does come back mean?Why doesn't he go out?What state is he in now? Is he called the god envoy of a false god, or has he reached the state of a god...

Too many doubts.

But the half-skeleton obviously didn't want to say anything, Yechen sighed softly, and then said loudly: "Senior, please grant me the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Spring."

A ball of foul-smelling pus appeared in front of Ye Chen silently, without any trace, and Ye Chen didn't even know how the other party did it.

Seeing this, Yechen quickly took out the ice jade box and stored the pus.

To cultivate the cold ghost fire by yourself, only one drop is enough, and the extra Ten Thousand Years Corpse Spring is a very precious and rare treasure.

"Thank you!" Ye Chen responded, and then said to the wooden house, "Senior, I will practice here for ten days, and I will absorb the yin energy here, please forgive me, senior."

After asking, Yechen looked nervously at the cabin. The yin energy here was too strong, making Yechen reluctant to leave. If he could fully absorb it, Yechen's strength would increase greatly.

The cabin was quiet, without the sound of a half-skeleton.

Yechen was overjoyed, no answer was the best answer, which meant that the half-skeleton acquiesced.

Afterwards, Yechen moved a little further away, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to frantically absorb the Yin energy here.

Every sip is equivalent to the value of an ordinary bone flower.

The white bone flower is so precious, it is condensed after hundreds of years of nourishment by yin qi, it is the crystallization of the essence of yin qi, and it is the best herb for cultivating the power of death.

Here is the holy place for those who practice the power of death.

The coldness was inhaled by Yechen, poured into all parts of his body along his meridians, and then flowed to the dantian, where it settled and condensed into Yechen's own death power.

With the full operation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the yin energy in the underground passage gathered towards Yechen like a pilgrimage...

Yechen bathed in the ocean of yin energy, and continued to increase his strength with joy.

The realm of the original fourth-rank Wuzong began to loosen, and his strength continued to rise, moving towards a higher realm.

One day later, Yechen reached the realm of the fifth-rank Martial Ancestor. The small realm that originally took more than a month to improve, now only took one day.

The speed of this promotion can be called terrifying. You know, now that you are Wuzong, it is no longer comparable to when you are at a low level. Every promotion requires a huge amount of energy, and the strength after promotion also increases by leaps and bounds.

"It's really, it's wonderful." Yechen opened his eyes, his face full of excitement.

Later, Yechen forcibly suppressed his excitement and continued to absorb strength silently.

Two days later, Yechen's strength was promoted to the sixth rank Martial Ancestor.

The next seventh-rank Martial Ancestor is a huge leap, which requires the accumulation of more power than before.

It took five full days for Ye Chen to be promoted to the seventh rank of Martial Sect.

At this moment, the yin energy in the air had already faded countless times.

It took another day for Yechen to absorb all the yin energy, and he stabilized himself at the seventh level of Wu Zong.

Yechen clenched his fist tightly with his right hand, and powerful power emerged from his fist. Compared with the previous fourth-rank Martial Ancestor, Yechen's strength has been tripled.

This is a very remarkable improvement.With Ye Chen's current strength, he should be about the same as the ordinary Wu Zun's late stage people. Of course, he may not be as good as Wen Chuan, but he won't be too far behind.

"It's just bad, the ghost fire of the cold ghost." Ye Chen murmured, and then took out the materials for cultivating the fourth layer of the ghost fire of the cold ghost. Now that his strength has improved, once Ye Chen has cultivated the ghost fire of the cold ghost, he will be enough to crush Wenchuan , but the sword was too terrifying, so Yechen couldn't kill with absolute certainty.

The other shore flower, the ice corpse fruit, the mourning flower, and the ten thousand year corpse spring.

The treasure was always placed in front of Yechen, and Yechen grabbed it with his right hand, first grabbing the ice corpse fruit in his hand.

The ice corpse fruit is pure white and flawless, and even its appearance can make people feel holy subconsciously. Who can imagine that this is the fruit of the corpse's yin energy.

Ye Chen slapped it with his palm, smashing the ice corpse fruit into pieces like crystal ice particles, then Ye Chen sucked in a big mouthful, sucking all the crystal fragments into his mouth.

The ice fruit melted in Yechen's body, guided by Yechen's power, and entered the meridians.

Then Yechen grabbed the mourning flower. The mourning flower possesses spirituality, as if feeling her own destiny. With this voice, one would think that someone died in someone's family, and the dutiful son and daughter were crying in pain.

Ye Chen's face remained motionless, he grabbed the mourning flower and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed heavily. The mourning flower was still crying at the beginning, but after being chewed by Yechen a few mouthfuls, the sound stopped abruptly.

The mourning flower was like a raging fire, covering the ice corpse fruit, and finally, Ye Chen grabbed a drop of the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Spring and inhaled it.

All of this is very dangerous for ordinary people. Whether it is absorbing ice corpse fruit or mourning flowers, it takes years and years of hard work, but now Yechen swallows it in one gulp, like a lunatic who is not afraid of death.

The three kinds of power appeared extremely manic in the body, Yechen was slowly channeling and suppressing...

The Six Paths of Reincarnation was in full operation, and Yechen sat cross-legged without moving. This sitting lasted for half a day.

Everything is paved, just waiting to take Bianhua.

Looking at the flowers on the other side, Yechen inexplicably thought of Ye Zixuan again, and remembered the words she had written:

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, weeping alone in the dark, and the beautiful flowers will not be returned.

Who will bear to leave in this world?Huang Quan clenched tears all the way.

The leaves fall and the flowers bloom alone, reincarnated from generation to generation, and the flowers and leaves are empty and sad.

Don't sigh that the soul in the world is bleak, how do you know that life and death are far from each other.

Ye Zixuan is extremely talented and unparalleled in beauty. In the eyes of Ye Chen in her previous life, she is a perfect woman.

Yechen took a long breath, put the Bi'an flower on the palm of his right hand, and then slapped it hard with his left hand, and the whole Bi'an flower was smashed into pieces.

With a light inhalation, Yechen inhaled the powder into his mouth.

Afterwards, Yechen frowned, and a pained expression appeared on his face.Although he was prepared in his heart, such pain still caused drops of cold sweat to break out from Yechen's forehead.

With the help of previous life experience, Yechen gritted his teeth and persisted, and then his mind moved, and the other herbs left in his body immediately became agitated, fused with the Bana flower, and turned into a cold and terrifying force.

Yechen's body was burning with blue flames, as if he was a living blue person. The flames were even burning inside Yechen's body, burning the four medicinal herbs in his body.

As if adding fuel to the flames, after encountering the power of these four herbs, the Hanming ghost fire became even colder and terrifying, and a power far surpassing that before was silently growing. Once it is not well controlled, Ye Chen It will be burned to ashes by this power.

(End of this chapter)