God of Life and Death

"Upgrading the battlefield of the ten thousand races, I am afraid that the original crystallization required is an astronomical number! Although my current worth is not cheap, I want to upgrade the battlefield of the ten thousand races to the second level.

Fang Yue smiled bitterly, how easy it is to upgrade the battlefield of ten thousand races! Even for him, spending infinite resources to upgrade a battlefield of ten thousand races is not as good as seizing another battlefield of ten thousand races and becoming the master of it!

"This upgrade of the battlefield of 10,000 races is successful, and its owner can be rewarded by a baptism of the rules of the battlefield of 10,000 races! That kind of baptism is extremely rare, and may be able to help you break through to the level of the saint! The deeper the foundation, the greater the breakthrough Difficult! To put it bluntly, in your current state, it is almost impossible to break through to the level of the Saint Realm! And this rule baptism is just an opportunity for a breakthrough!"

Magic Star once again threw a huge temptation.

Sanctification is always a huge hurdle for Fang Yue.

Once that step is taken, his life level will usher in a qualitative transformation! Before reaching the level of the Great Sacred Realm, he will be able to reach a level without any obstacle.

"So, except for you, does anyone know about this battlefield promotion?"

Fang Yue hesitated to look at Xiaoqing Snake Magic Star.

Huan Xing pondered for a moment and said: "The younger generation is not easy to say, but if it is the strong surviving from the ancient times, you should know this. In fact, there were people who were like you at the level of the master. The world is invincible. He regards a first-level battlefield as his lair, and will return to the ten thousand clan battlefield after every shot. The strong man of ten thousand clan is extremely angry, and finally teamed up to break the rules of the battlefield and dispatched three A strong man in the virtual fairyland joined forces to kill the man! The battle that year was earth-shattering, and even attracted the attention of some Da Luo Jinxian. Therefore, the chances of the older generation of strong men knowing this matter are still very high!"

Fang Yue nodded, and he was already thinking about it.

This battlefield promotion must be put on the agenda, but the timing of the choice must be appropriate!

"I once killed all living beings, but in the end I was trapped by love and was buried in this battlefield! Hope that later generations can remember my lesson!" Fang Yue walked in the gap between the ten thousand race battlefield, his face was full of indifference. .

A black hat was hanging from a black veil, which concealed his face! There are strands of lifelessness around him!

Fang Yue restrained his aura. His cultivation level was only at the level of the leader state. This kind of cultivation level is too common on the battlefield of ten thousand races. There are definitely hundreds of millions of people, so it seems very inconspicuous.

I am afraid that no one can think that he can be so bold and has provoke one group after another, but still dare to walk in the cracks of the battlefield of ten thousand races so unscrupulously, without worrying about being intercepted and killed.

Fang Yue stopped in front of a high mountain. There is a pavilion at the foot of the mountain. There is a stone stele on the pavilion. The handwriting on the stele is scribbled, full of a sense of haste and helplessness.

This is a low grave, on which there are still strands of lifelessness rising and falling.

"People don't know how many years they have been dead, is this resentment still there?"

Fang Yue stopped and stared at this grave mound, the death aura on the mound sometimes condensed and turned into a helpless face.

Fang Yue was originally going to visit the werewolf tribe in this high mountain.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, and the human race is now completely opposed to the dark demons, goblin races, and wind races.

The werewolves are also a big clan, but they have fought against the goblin clan for generations, and they continue to fight.

It would be wishful thinking to resist the joint siege of all races by the strength of the human race in the future.

Only by taking advantage of the strength and dispersing the energy of all races can the pressure on the human race be relieved!

Regarding the attitude of the human race, the werewolf race belongs to a neutral race, impartial, and has never expressed an attitude of closeness or resistance to the human race.

Therefore, Fang Yue locked his first stop in the werewolf race.

He doesn't need the werewolves to stand on the side of the human race, as long as the werewolves can continue to maintain neutrality and continue to wage war against the goblin race, it would be great to involve their energy!

However, he did not expect that Fang Yue hadn't climbed the mountain yet, and he saw such an odd tomb on the pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

This tomb is low and low, if you look at it from the outside, you can't notice the slightest difference.

However, Fang Yue is proficient in both the power of soul and the power of death. He opened his heavenly eyes and was able to see scenes that ordinary people could not see.

"Young man, are you here to pay homage to Lord Langhuan?"

An old werewolf appeared silently beside Fang Yue, his voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were muddy, and his breath was full of twilight, as if he had reached the age of sunset Xishan.

"Lao Zhang, you also came to worship?"

Fang Yue glanced at this old werewolf, and immediately noticed the old man's extraordinary.

He seems to be in the age of dying, but his aura has not dispersed in the slightest, this is obviously a great master.

This old man is at least at the level of True Wonderland, and even his cultivation and Taoism are stronger than those of Hasen and others he met before!

Fang Yue couldn't help but wake up, this ten thousand race battlefield is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, he ran to a pavilion at the foot of the werewolf residence, and he could meet such a master!

"I did come to worship! This Lord Langhuan was a miraculous genius in my werewolf clan at the time. He has cultivated to the level of the Great Sacred Realm after 800 years of cultivation, and has mastered the nine secrets of my clan, he Galloping in the battlefield of ten thousand races, once killed several true immortals with the help of the great sage, and left a great name for my werewolf clan! He was known as the little wolf king in the werewolf clan, and he hoped to become my werewolf The emperor in the clan has cultivated to the Supreme Realm, and even touched the threshold of the Heavenly Venerable Realm! The strong of the Great Luo Realm personally protected him, and the strong of the Supreme Realm personally gave him a talisman protector, but this Lord Langhuan, a poor talented person, was finally defeated by a love character. He was deceived by a female cultivator of the fox-monster tribe, fell into love, and finally fell into a situation where he was never recovered!"

Two lines of muddy old tears flowed from the corner of the old man's eyes. He put the incense on himself and placed it in front of the grave of Langhuan.

"The Great Sacred Realm can kill the true immortal, this is indeed a rare genius!"

Fang Yue muttered to himself, this Langhuan's talent is amazing, looking at the underworld today, he should also be a figure in the first echelon.

The fact that he can kill true immortals in the master realm is a case, and there are countless chances and coincidences.

And this Langhuan's ability to kill true immortals at the level of the Great Sacred Realm has proved his talent and heritage.

Fang Yue also gave him three pillars of soul incense.

This soul incense is a treasure refined by Fang Yue according to the method in the "Soul Scripture". It is refined by collecting hundreds of treasures based on soul liquid.

This thing has the effect of calming the soul and calming the soul, and it has a very good effect on the treatment of soul injuries!

Fang Yue's offering of soul incense is to respect the genius, and secondly, he also wants to sell well with the old werewolf next to him!

The cultivation level of this old werewolf is amazing. He must be a powerful figure in the werewolf clan. If he can get the support of the old werewolf in the future, his future negotiations will surely go smoothly!

The old werewolf looked at the soul fragrance in Fang Yue's hand, and there was also a touch of elusive sentiment in his eyes.

"This kid, you have a heart!"

Although the old werewolf didn't know the origin and efficacy of the soul incense in Fang Yue's hand, he could understand the value of this soul incense with years of experience!

"Treasure gift to hero! This is what I should do!"

Fang Yue pretended to be generous and lit his soul incense.

The fragrance of soul fluttered, and wisps of white smoke fluttered towards the low grave.

The helpless face that was visible only to the eyes of the sky before suddenly appeared in reality, and even the old werewolf could see it.

"This is Lord Langhuan!"

The old wolf was agitated, and his palms trembled involuntarily.

Fang Yue sighed lightly: "People die and the lamp goes out, but his grievances never disappear!"

"This soul incense makes his resentment strong and can temporarily manifest in the underworld. If this ray of resentment is strong, it may be able to turn into a resentful spirit and come back to life!"

"Resurrection of the resentful spirit?!"

The old werewolf's emotions were more agitated.

"Is it really okay?" The old werewolf's mind rolled over. He was watching this Langhuan grow up step by step. He was a domestic servant of Langhuan, but in the old werewolf's heart, this Langhuan was like His heirs are average, and they are the sustenance of his spirit and soul.

"Maybe! But the resentful spirit is resurrected, will he still be the same person after resurrection?"

Fang Yue poured cold water, extinguishing the old werewolf's hope.

"Yes! Rebirth of Resentment is no longer Lord Langhuan! Lord Langhuan, I miss you so much!"

The old slave cried, his cries shook the sky, and the heavy rain poured down all over the sky, as if he had been affected by his emotions and felt sad for the fall of Langhuan.

Fang Yue was shocked in his heart.

This old werewolf's cultivation level is probably beyond his imagination, and his emotions can actually sense the heavens. This is definitely not the strength of the real fairyland level creatures.

This old werewolf was at least a strong man in the spirit fairyland, even he was at a higher level than the spirit fairyland.

"Uncle Huai!"

Lang Huan's resentment manifested and condensed into a human form. He stepped up to the old werewolf, put out his hand, and caressed the old werewolf's face, as if he wanted to wipe the tears from his face.

"Resentment is solid! Transformed into human form!"

Fang Yue was surprised again, and the strength of this Langhuan was probably beyond his imagination.

This resentment is solid, and he needs to raise the level of his soul to at least the level of a true fairyland. Anyway, his soul is not up to this level in quality.

And this Langhuan had only the level of the Great Sacred Realm when it fell, which meant that this Lord Langhuan had extraordinary attainments in soul!

"Langhuan! Langhuan, you can still reappear, and I will be able to see you again in my lifetime!"

The old werewolf cried and laughed, his mood fluctuated fiercely!

"I have fallen, but now it is only manifested by the power of this soul fragrance!"

Lang Huan was a little lonely, he was too wayward back then.

The ethnic group once placed high hopes on him. If it weren't for him to be too capricious, how could he end up like this in the end!

"Your ray of resentment is still there. If it were to recast your body, there might not be no hope of resurrection from death! I thought that in your resentment the consciousness was broken, and there were only a few incomplete memories, but I did not expect the completeness of your resentment to be Far beyond my imagination!"

Fang Yue looked at the old werewolf.

Seeing the extent of the old werewolf's relationship, he felt that he was worth a try.