Chapter 1252
The giant god said coldly: "Well, in this case, I will leave your blood and flesh. Tell me, what power do you want in exchange?"
Ning Zhan said without hesitation: "God's Cemetery, I want the power of the soul of an ancestor there."
boom,
A murderous aura surged.
The giant on the throne was not surprised at all, as if he had guessed it long ago.
But after hearing Ning Zhan's words, he suddenly burst out with pressure, deliberately exerting oppression, and said majestically: "Are you worthy? Besides, even if I give it to you, can you bear it?"
Ning Zhan said coldly: "This is my problem, you don't need to care, just promise to give it or not."
The giant was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, let's go."
Whoosh,
The giant god disappeared from the throne, and Ning Zhan followed him.
Soon, they arrived at a mausoleum. Although it was called a mausoleum, it was actually no different from a shrine.
And under this shrine, every palace is a tomb.
"You can choose, but if you can't bear it, then that's your problem. Your blood and flesh must be pressed upon me now."
The giant god spoke indifferently.
"can."
Ning Zhan's body roared with a bang.
Then, his soul left his body, and there was only a shell of flesh standing beside him.
Just as the giant stretched out his hand to grab the meat shell, a bright halo suddenly appeared on it, and then a golden rune appeared, "Bitter Spirit Curse?"
The giant god looked grim.
"Don't worry, as long as you don't play tricks, I won't touch this body. If you don't keep your promise, the Bitter Spirit Curse will lock this body."
Ning Zhan looked at the giant god indifferently, ignoring the other party's gaze and looking directly into the other party's eyes.
"Okay, let's go."
The giant god said coldly: "Choose which one, tell me, and I will open it for you."
Ning Zhan then stepped forward and said, "You don't need to open it. I'll choose that one."
With a movement of his spirit, he passed through two mausoleums and came to the side, where he stopped in front of a lonely small grave.
This small tomb was different from the others. It was built next to other mausoleums and palaces, but no one destroyed it. It just lay there alone, overgrown with weeds.
Seeing this, the giant sneered: "You chose this old ghost? His soul is dead, his body is decayed, and he should be just a pile of broken bones. Can he fight again? Even if you can revive his body, he won't have much strength. Think it over carefully."
Ning Zhan was indifferent to her.
He walked to the grave, knelt down, kowtowed several times with his hands on the ground, and then, with his head on the ground, he said respectfully: "Young man, Ning Zhan."
"Please ask King Yi to fight."
As he spoke, Ning Zhan's soul began to burn.
As the soul burns,
Rumble…
A large number of natural disasters began to descend from the sky, transforming into divine thunder that struck down and hit the grave mound.
But obviously, it cannot be damaged.
boom,
A bony hand stretched out from the grave mound and broke it open.
Soon, a skeleton crawled out of it. It was an incomplete skeleton with one leg bone and one arm bone broken, and the sternum was even more incomplete.
But it can be seen that he was very tall and was a strong man when he was alive.
If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there are strands of long hair growing on its skull.
"King Yi... We haven't seen each other for several lifetimes, but you still left a pile of rotten bones. We can be considered to have met again."
The giant sneered.
Ning Zhan ignored him and his soul descended directly onto the skeleton.
boom,
In an instant, Ning Zhan's soul was shaken violently, and the soul that had just descended on the skeleton seemed to be burned by a tremendous energy.
He is integrating.
He gritted his teeth and struggled to merge with the skeleton.
The power of the soul is overwhelming. If it is weaker, it will be easily defeated by the evil spirit on the skeleton.
“Although he is incomplete, we have to admit that this old fellow was one of the most powerful kings when he was alive. How could a mere martial god like you control him?”
The giant god looked at Ning Zhan's soul and sneered with disdain.
Ning Zhan's soul was rapidly weakening and dissolving, and was about to be swallowed up.
……
at the same time,
Ning Feng’s breakthrough has reached the end, and the 23,000-meter Origin Road has come to an end.
Looking at this Origin Road that was far ahead, all the geniuses of the Star Clan were stunned.
This was even more true for Shi Long, Jin Lishi and the others. Despite their extraordinary talents, they could only reach close to 20,000 meters. However, Ning Feng actually broke through 20,000 and reached an additional 3,000 meters.
not only that,
Behind Ning Feng,
Shi Hao has also reached nearly 20,000 meters, and Song Tianshu has exceeded 15,000 meters, just a little behind them.
"When did such a talented person appear in the lower-level star tribe?"
"Perhaps it would be a good idea to not kill him, but keep him as a servant. If he reverts to his roots in the future, it would be a good story."
Everyone was talking about it, and some were thinking about it.
boom,
Suddenly, a burst of purple light burst out.
The next moment, a purple shadow suddenly appeared beside Ning Feng and his companions, rushed into the sky, and formed a purple dragon.
"I also want to break through."
The purple-gold dragon roared, and an ancient road appeared behind him.
But his ancient road was different from all the others, and the shadows of many gods vaguely appeared.
This group of gods were singing war songs with an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes and sorrow. They seemed to have come across several ancient eras and visited this land in person.
Song Tianshu and Shi Hao looked at this scene and asked in surprise: "Is this loach also following the human martial arts path?"
Shi Hao said: "But he really seems to be very strong."
But at this moment,
boom,
In the end, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon's Origin Road only grew to more than a hundred meters and could no longer grow.
Seeing this, the Purple Gold Dragon fled in shame, "What a shame!"
"Haha."
Many people laughed.
boom,
At this moment, Ning Feng, who had originally been quiet, was boiling again on the road to origin, and the sacred tree began to grow wildly again.
Rumble…
……