Emperor of Death

Chapter 278

The main value of the same life lock lies in the main lock, because the material of the main lock is very rare. As for the secondary lock, it is much easier to make. It only costs one hundred thousand gold to make one.

A pair of life locks can arm an army of 500 people, let 500 people form formations, and connect forces with each other.

How could Yechen let go of such a treasure.

"Release the dead creatures, hurry up!" Zhao Kuo finally remembered.

It's a pity that they are just martial artists, what's the use of releasing dead creatures?When Lan Wen was a warrior, she could easily kill a warrior. Now that she was promoted to a warrior, dealing with the dead creatures of Zhao Kuo and others was instant kill.

There were only less than ten guards left. Even if Ye Chen didn't make a move, under the siege of three dead creatures, the battle would be overwhelming, and he couldn't even escape.

In less than 2 minutes, Lan Wen slaughtered Zhao Kuo and others, and seized the bow, the same life lock and a storage ring in Zhao Kuo's hand.

Yechen didn't expect that Zhao Kuo, the leader of the guards, also had a storage ring. It must have been lent to him by the master temporarily. Thinking back when he killed Lin Da and Lin Er, the two martial arts masters didn't have a storage ring.

There are still a lot of materials in Lin Da's storage ring. Although they are all the most basic materials, they can be regarded as wealth.

Then, with the principle of diligence and thrift, Yechen didn't let go of even a single black gold coin, and stripped all the wealth of Yu Fenhao and his bodyguards.The sharp swords and shields are worth two or three million gold.

The battle above became more intense. Wang Zi's feathers were fluttering, waving a white ribbon like a fairy, and Meng Xinqi was like a beating butterfly, looking bright and eye-catching, making it impossible to ignore.

The sword emperor's disciple also showed outstanding talent and occupied a place on the ladder.

After Yechen glanced at the battle, he stuffed a large amount of second-grade elixir into his mouth, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice.

The melee continues, and many empires are not monolithic, just like the empire of death. The geniuses of the imperial capital form a lineup, and there are also disciples of some great sects who form countless lineups, and the descendants of princes and kings form countless lineups, densely packed for each other. The battle lineup has reached more than 50.

This is just the empire of death. After adding other empires, the number of lineups alone has reached hundreds.

Speaking of rushing to beat the first bird, in this kind of melee, whoever walks too fast will be attacked by other groups of people.

Now walking in the forefront are Wang Ziyu, the disciple of the Ice and Snow Empress, Meng Xinqi, the disciple of Princess Lanyue, and Jian Wushuang, the disciple of the Sword Emperor.

Then there are more than a dozen geniuses who are second only to them, including Ao Zhangkong from the Storm Empire, and Zhan Hui from the God of War Empire.
The scuffle continued, and the three at the forefront suffered the most attacks, but the overall team was still advancing.

However, the speed has become slower and slower, and the increasingly powerful resistance on the ladder has also prevented everyone from performing. The higher they go to the top, the more power they need to run against the resistance of the ladder itself.

Ordinary people have long been reduced to spectators. Whoever dares to join this level of battle will be immediately attacked by those talented heroes. This seems to be a feast that only they can get their hands on.

Countless people who didn't believe in evil also went up to try. Some disciples of the prefectures and powers, and some proud sons with King Wu and Emperor Wu in their families, stepped forward to compete for the treasures on the ladder, but most of them turned into corpses on the ladder. Only a small number of survivors ran fast to avoid being beheaded.

Ye Chen below finally opened his eyes, and slowly got up, with strong power surging in his body like a rolling river.

"Let me see what's on it." Yechen put the death knight and the little skull into the corpse ring, and walked towards the top of the ladder with Lan Wen.

Slowly, Yechen passed most of the onlookers, walking higher and higher.

"Another desperate person is about to go up." Someone spotted Ye Chen who had escaped from the "crowd", and pointed at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Hehe, he dared to go up alone. This guy has really big nerves. I really don't know how to write the word dead." Someone gloated.

As Yechen walked higher and higher, he quickly attracted the attention of countless people. Everyone looked at Yechen like a monster, and some even secretly started a game, betting that Yechen would be killed after walking a few steps.

"Hehe, it's just a first-level martial artist. As a lone ranger, you should just watch obediently like us. Why lose your life for an unrealistic fantasy." Someone commented lightly, and almost everyone It is such a point of view.

Wang Ziyu and the others have come to the front, and they also need countless powerful companions to help them resist countless attacks. How is this different from courting death?

"Hmph, does he think he is the rebirth of the dead monarch? A kid who is not even 20 years old, who has the guts to pull out his teeth." Someone said bitterly, thinking that Ye Chen's status was similar to theirs, so he shouldn't What kind of advantage is there to grab? If Yechen really snatched it, how unbalanced he would be.

It's like a billionaire winning a 500 million jackpot. Everyone doesn't think there is anything wrong with it, but if someone with a similar income as yourself suddenly wins 500 million, it will feel unbalanced.

So Ye Chen, who seemed like an ordinary person, stepped forward, but instead of being blessed, he was ridiculed and even cursed.

Yechen remained indifferent to those scumbag remarks, and walked up firmly step by step.

"It's that kid?" In the crowd, Zhang Baoren, who was Meng Xinqi's identity just now, suddenly widened his eyes, looked at this familiar figure in disbelief, and said in surprise, "I didn't expect this kid to be not only a country bumpkin, Still a stunned young man. Alas, he is dead."

As Yechen went higher and higher, more and more powerful resistance had begun to block Yechen's progress.

In front of Yechen, more than a dozen young people turned their heads suddenly, and one of them shouted coldly to Yechen: "Boy, this is not the place you should come, get out."

Yechen ignored it and continued to move forward.

Below, someone sighed: "The people in front of that kid are being held back by someone, and they have nowhere to vent their breath. This kid actually wants to overtake them. Isn't he courting death?"

Ye Chen's figure actually attracted most of the attention. Countless people wanted to see how this lonely figure, a lone ranger with only a zombie, was thrown down the stairs, or turned into a corpse and thrown Down the stairs.

"Looking for death!" The young man who spoke out just now yelled sharply, and the long sword in his hand slashed fiercely at Ye Chen's forehead.

(End of this chapter)