God of Undead

Chapter 695

"Ahem... I don't need it for the time being..." the old man Huanxuan explained embarrassingly.

"I didn't have the guts to try to study the way with my disciples first?" Fengyue teased and exposed.

She naturally knows the horror of the true blood of nightmares. The blood of that kind of rare beast is fused with other living beings.

Fengyue saw the embarrassing appearance of the old man Xuanxuan, so she had such a guess. In fact, there is a certain reason for this. After all, the ancestors of Mengling Valley used to pay unimaginable sacrifices in order to infuse the tribe with nightmare blood. cost.

At that time, they only used a few drops, which is definitely not enough for a powerful monk, but if the amount is increased, it will also mean that the danger will be doubled. Fengyue deduces from this, and the logic is very reasonable, because Even if she got Nightmare True Blood herself, she would not dare to easily try to integrate a large amount into her body.

"Miss Feng, my master has no other choice, although many of my classmates have died..." Shen Chen said "very sadly".

"That's because you are stupid, you are willing to be the old guy's experiment!" Fengyue exposed it mercilessly, and smiled coldly.

"Life and death are fate, if you want to achieve good fortune, there is no one who doesn't take risks, that's what they do voluntarily." The old man Huanxuan sang a double reed with Chen Chen and the others with a fairy-like appearance.

The three of Meng Yuhan and the others were silent. The old and the young spoke more beautifully than they sang, as if the real thing was happening.

In fact, they didn't know that Shen Chen's flickering was also intentional, to let Xiao Niangpi know in advance that the four of them also had the Nightmare Technique, and when they used it later, Xiao Niangpi's preconceived notions would no longer be doubted.

Otherwise, when the real action is taken, the "weak people" like them suddenly cast such inscrutable techniques as the Nightmare Technique, which may give away their flaws.

"Old guy, how many nightmare techniques do you have?" Feng Yue then revealed a look of hope.

"Less than one-tenth." The old man Huanxuan said truthfully, even if this Suzaku knew the Nightmare Technique, it would definitely be impossible to understand it deeply. Such a vague expression did not affect Shen Chen and the others to use their methods later.

After all, even the four of them, Shen Chen, have not mastered the nightmare technique so far, so there is no need to worry about displaying too terrifying abilities.

"That's too little, it's useless to this goddess." Fengyue was a little regretful. Although primitive magic, even a little superficial, can reveal divine power after comprehension, but that is for ordinary monks. For an existence like Fengyue, The usefulness of less than one-third of the original magic is not so surprising.

Because generally speaking, only when more than one-third of the original magic can affect one's own Taoism and achieve cumulative sublimation, if it is lower than this benchmark, it can only be used as a means to practice, and it cannot affect the fundamentals.

This situation is also true for the old man Xuanxuan. The nightmare magic he masters is far less than one-third. Although it can be used as a hole card in a big battle, it is of limited use in improving its overall potential. In this way, although the old man doesn't say anything now, in his heart, he hopes to obtain the complete nightmare magic.

For it, it has unimaginable meaning. More than one-third of the original magic, the more perfect it is, the greater the impact on its own potential. If it is complete, it will go up to another level. .

"Miss Feng, why worry about this, when we kill the good fortune of the ancestor of Nightmare, won't Nightmare Divine Art be within reach?" Meng Chan Mo said with a playful smile, she was still a little afraid of this Suzaku.

"Little girl, you think it's beautiful. Obtaining this good fortune does not mean that you can get the complete nightmare magic, unless there is the inheritance of Taoism left by the nightmare, or its real bones, but these two things According to my guess, the latter is definitely not there, and it is hard to say whether the ancestor of the nightmare has fallen, as for the former, even if there is, the invading creatures may not be able to successfully get the approval of the will of the desolate palace and pass down the Tao!"

Feng Yue analyzed lightly, those words surprised even Shen Chen, and felt that this little girl was actually very smart.

"At that time, if there is a chance, I will try it." The old man Huanxuan mused, logically speaking, the dream monster is the closest to the nightmare, and maybe he can be recognized.

"We'll have to wait until the time to talk about it. It's useless to talk about it now!" Fengyue glanced at her beautiful eyes, then gritted her teeth and snorted, "By the way, what kind of road did you lead, the Palace of Nightmare Desolation is no longer in this direction."

"Hehe, fellow daoist, don't need to get angry. The old man never said that we are going to chase that palace now." The old man Huanxuan smiled mysteriously.

"Oh?" Fengyue was taken aback, realizing something.

"The Nightmare Palace can appear above this ancient forest and wander around for a long time, which means that there must be something unusual here. My master is now looking for the root cause. We have deduced it before. If we want to gain an advantage, we must first find the root cause. "Shen Chen laughed to defend his "master", but in fact, it was his own voice.

Not only Fengyue listened sideways, but even the old man Huanxuan was secretly amazed and listened very seriously. Naturally, that kind of thought was not what it meant, and it was someone's secret reminder to go in this direction just now.

"Feng'er, among all the young disciples, you have the most Nightmare True Blood fused, feel something, just open your mouth, don't let the teacher go astray!" The old man Huanxuan's eyes flashed, and immediately said in a few words, "Daddy!" The status of "apprentice" has been raised a lot, making it easier for him to speak next.

Otherwise, Shen Chen would always talk out loud for no reason, which would probably make Feng Yue suspicious.

"Heck! It seems that you, an old fellow, are not as useful as an apprentice." Fengyue sneered, and her attention began to gravitate towards this fat boy who fused a lot of nightmare blood.

"Ahem... Actually, it's just an illusion. When you hold it deep in this direction, it seems that there is something resonating with your mind, but it's not strong, and it's erratic. I'm afraid that you, the old man, and Miss Feng will make a wasteful trip. "Shen Chen laughed dryly.

"Boy, don't give me ink marks, hurry up and feel it seriously!" Fengyue's face became serious, and she immediately became serious. Now everyone knows that having the relevant blood has an incomparable advantage in the process of chasing the palace.

The Nightmare has been extinct in this world, and the Nightmare blood seems to have become a legend. After learning that the old guy has the true Nightmare blood on his body, and tried to baptize his disciple, Fengyue was undoubtedly more and more excited.

In the previous few fights, she was a little passive. Even if she gained a lot in Emperor Yan's palace, she didn't actually get the big head, and more fortunes were swallowed up by that brat.

This is even more so in the earlier battles over the deserted palaces. This kind of competition for good luck, without strength, does not seem to have many opportunities. In the special environment of those deserted palaces, the creatures that are often closely related to the owner of the deserted palace have the advantage. The biggest, sometimes even decisive, for example, in a certain place, only that kind of creatures can enter, and other monks, no matter how shocking you are, they can only stare blankly.

And this time, in the most tempting battle for good fortune so far, she finally gained the initiative. Even Fengyue, who had always been proud and arrogant, couldn't help feeling excited.

What the fat boy said made her even more convinced that this battle of good luck was extraordinary.

Those strong men are now trying their best to chase after the Nightmare Desolate Palace, but if there is any hidden information, those guys may be disappointed in the future. They who know the inside story, in turn, are approaching the truth step by step. If they act quickly enough, they may be Dominant, naturally know joy.

"Okay then, let's go this way, I hope it's not my illusion..." Shen Chen nodded helplessly, and then pointed in the direction over there.

A group of people set off on the road, and the direction they were heading was very different from the current wandering direction of the Nightmare Palace, but Fengyue was not in a hurry, on the contrary, she was very calm and courageous, and insisted on acting with the weak induction of Nightmare's blood.

This pair of people was obviously led by her from the beginning, and the old man Huanxuan didn't argue, with his demeanor, he seemed to be a casual and peaceful person.

"I've heard that someone in this world has already practiced the complete Nightmare Divine Art. If we think about it, that person will be able to find it." Shen Chen pretended to be worried.

"What are you afraid of? That brat is now a rat crossing the street. It's too late to hide. It's only strange if he dares to show his head. And if the brat comes, I will definitely make him look good!" Feng Yue gritted her teeth fiercely. name, immediately became furious.

When Meng Yuhan and the three saw this, they couldn't help but laugh, thinking that someone seems to have provoked this Suzaku seriously, and what's even more ridiculous is that someone is still using this to make Fengyue angry on purpose, it's a bit of a jerk .

"Since that person has nightmare magic, why don't we go directly to rob him, it seems to be a little easier, but unfortunately my master didn't agree with it before." The little fat man talked a lot, and quickly stole the limelight from his "master". Reveal the color of hope.

Hearing that bad idea, the people around were even more speechless.

"Stop dreaming, sense the source obediently!" Fengyue rolled her eyes, ground her teeth and said, "That brat is like a loach, very slippery, even if we bump into him, he won't be able to keep him, and it's not certain, he has already taken the lead now One step to find the source!"

"Ah! Then let's hurry up!" Shen Chen was startled, and immediately quickened his pace, deduced a small part of the divine language of the nightmare Taoism in his palm, and sensed the surrounding environment.

And in his heart, Shen Chen really wanted to skin the little girl to see who was more slippery...

This ancient forest is really vast, Shen Chen and the others wandered in it for several days without seeing the end.

Right now, the surrounding area is filled with pink clouds, and pink hurricanes blow by from time to time, which is quite weird, making people in it easily dizzy.

But during this period, Fengyue was very patient and did not get angry, because as she walked forward, she also felt some unusual auras.

It was sensed by the gods and dao fruits, which shows that there is really something extraordinary in the ancient forest, but it's just that the naked eye and the divine mind can't catch it.

The path led by the little fat man seemed to be correct, which made Fengyue's attitude towards him a little more peaceful, but the old man was not very talkative, and Fengyue didn't pay much attention to him.

"Boy, I think you are quite clever, and your aptitude is barely passable. Looking back, after the battle for fortune is over, leave the old man and become the servant of this goddess. Your future will be infinitely bright!" Later, Fengyue unexpectedly wanted to accept this little fat man uncharacteristically.

The three of Meng Yuhan lost their temper completely. I heard earlier that this ancient Suzaku wanted to suppress Shen Chen as a coachman. , like this type of subordinate?
(End of this chapter)