Under the dark night, the ancient city of Nantian collapsed, burying everyone and turning it into a tomb.
He didn't take away the woman in purple, and he didn't unlock her memory before she died. She didn't know the past, let alone her past. Buried here, she could be with her children and relatives.
In the biting cold wind, strands of his white hair turned into bloody hair. He held up the red sky that was trembling and dripping with blood. The evil energy reached the sky, like the killing god coming out of Jiuyou, making the heaven and earth howl.
He originally didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the Southern Territory anymore, but Jinwu and Kunpeng really angered him.
He would rather kill a thousand people, but not one person. What a hatred. Even though the ancient holy body is dead, he still won't let go of his old friends and relatives, causing the lives to be devastated and the blood disaster to wreak havoc.
Her persistence in dying made it difficult for him to overcome the hurdle in his heart. Since the laws of this world are cruel, his heart should also be cold, and the road to kill the god should also be paved with blood and bones.
In the dark night, he suddenly disappeared as he walked, walking forward in the darkness of the night.
As dawn approached, he stopped in a vast ancient city, and then went directly to the store.
"Friendly friends are strangers." The store owner smiled, a little embarrassed, and glanced at Ye Chen in a subtle way. He was wearing a mask and couldn't see his true face, so wasn't he just a stranger
"Is there any material on this?" Ye Chen handed over a large white paper, on which thousands of materials were written: Soul Silk Jade, Moonstone, Tianlu Saliva, and Cloud Hidden Gold.
Yes, these are all materials for refining the Yin Ming Death General, and they are all of high grade.
He did not go on a killing spree recklessly. The two Golden Crow and Kunpeng clans were too strong, had too deep a foundation, and were too powerful. With his own strength, even if they were killed by him, he would not be able to kill many.
Therefore, he needs help, and Yin Ming Death will be a good choice. Previously in the ancient ruins, he collected too many bodies of powerful people, including many great saints and holy kings.
The higher the level of the Yin Ming Death General, the more demanding the materials he needs. He has found a lot along the way, but he is still far behind. There are several materials that are difficult to find.
The main reason is not these, but that he has no time, and most of his energy is focused on finding reincarnated people. Now that Jinwu and Kunpeng have committed crimes, he has really made up his mind to make his two clans pay a heavy price. This premise is also Gotta give him enough time.
Give him enough time, and he will create an army of Yin and Ming. As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge open guns but hard to defend against hidden arrows. With a strong Yin and Ming army, he will have enough confidence and qualifications.
He didn't expect to destroy those two tribes, and he couldn't destroy those two tribes with his own power, but justice still had to be demanded, and the blood debt had to be paid with blood, and the two tribes had to pay the price in blood.
The shop owner had already taken the paper, glanced at it, frowned and said, "Our shop only has dozens of materials that fellow Taoists want. The prices are not cheap, and the materials are precious and hard to find."
"There are dozens of kinds. I want as many as there are." Ye Chen said lightly.
"How much do you want?" The shop owner was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly, "Those materials are indeed not cheap. If you want them all, you will need at least five million source stones."
"Money is not an issue, please hurry up, fellow Taoist." Ye Chen's eyes were calm, without any fluctuation.
"Okay." The shop owner laughed dryly, and immediately turned around and went in. He didn't dare to neglect. Just because of his saint-level cultivation, he couldn't see Ye Chen's true appearance, so he couldn't guarantee that he was a senior.
His work efficiency was still very high. Within a minute of entering, he came out with a large storage bag and handed it to Ye Chen, "That's all there is in this store. I hope you will take care of yourself."
"Thank you." Ye Chen took the storage bag and handed out an Origin Stone containing five million Origin Stones. Then he turned around and left as quickly as he came without leaving any trace.
"It's really strange." Looking at Ye Chen's leaving figure, the shop owner couldn't help scratching his head. However, when he saw the storage bag in his hand, his mood instantly improved. He never imagined that he would make a large order for five million as soon as he opened the door today. Source Stone, this is not a small sum of money.
On the street, there were crowds of people, and Ye Chen walked gently by, his expression calm from beginning to end.
He kept appearing in one store after another. As long as he had any materials, he would take them all without hesitation. Money was indeed not an issue. He was robbed along the way. He was so rich that it was unimaginable.
After searching this ancient city, he went straight to the next ancient city, still searching one by one.
He spent the past ten days like this, visiting hundreds of ancient cities and tens of thousands of shops, until not a single piece of Originium was left on his body.
Not only the Source Stone, but also many magic weapons were sold by him, but he still spent the money cleanly.
However, his efforts were not in vain. He found more than a dozen materials, but this was far from enough. There was still a lot left to be desired. The most troublesome thing was that he had no money. He needed more Origin Stones to buy materials.
Helpless, he had no choice but to look for Little Ape King and Kui Niu, hoping to borrow some Origin Stones for emergencies.
He once thought about going over to rob the Golden Crow Kunpeng, but once he did this, it would alarm the snake. This was not what he wanted to see. He needed to refine the Yinming Death General in order to strike with thunder.
He had also thought about uniting with the Kuiniu Clan and fighting against the Holy Ape Clan, but that was basically impossible. Such a large race would not start a war because of him, and the opponent was the Kunpeng Golden Crow.
Both the Kunpeng and Golden Crow clans have produced great emperors, and there are extremely powerful emperor soldiers in their clans. No clan can completely destroy them, and no clan dares to go to war with them easily.
After all, this is a personal grudge, and he doesn't want the Kui Niu tribe and the Dou Zhan Holy Ape Group to be involved in the war. Once a war breaks out, it will sweep across the entire Southern Territory and many people will die in vain.
In a group of mountains, the Little Ape King and the others arrived. When they saw Ye Chen, they couldn't help but grin, "Peacock King Ming said you left, how did you fucking come out of here?"
"I miss you!" Ye Chen smiled and took out the wine bottles, one for each person.
"Don't mess with these useless things." The little ape emperor curled his lips, "There must be something wrong with you."
"Brothers, let me know if you have anything to say." Kui Niu put his arm on Ye Chen's shoulders again, not forgetting to wink when he was done, "Have you fallen in love with some princess?"
"Borrow money." Ye Chen laughed dryly, "I have no money, so I need to find some older brothers to help me."
"It's easy to say, we have money." Wu Xiong patted his chest, "Tell me how much we want."
"Ninety million."
"Damn, you're not awake yet!"
"Ninety million per person."
"I'm going to take a pee." Dadi Wuxiong got scared and turned around to leave. The same thing happened to the little Ape King and Kui Niu. They were all cowardly and domineering, and they ran away like crazy.
"Where are you going?" Ye Chen took a few steps quickly and stopped a few people. There were black lines running around his forehead, "Are these fucking brothers? Borrowing the Origin Stone doesn't cost your lives."
"No, Old Seven, you want too much." Each of the six bitches bared their teeth, as if they had eaten dog shit. "Fifty million per person, do you want to buy quasi-imperial soldiers?"
"Three hundred million can't buy quasi-emperor soldiers." Ye Chen took a sip of wine, but when it comes to quasi-emperor soldiers, he actually has one here. Its name is Fen Ji, which is the natal magic weapon of the blood-robed quasi-emperor. It is an ancient relic of the past. , the blood-robed quasi-emperor was destroyed by him, and the quasi-emperor's soldiers were naturally with him.
However, it is true that he has quasi-emperor weapons, but he can't use them. The only reason is that the weapon spirits of the quasi-emperor weapons are too fierce and difficult to refine. If they are used against the enemy, they will suffer backlash if they are not kept intact.
Helpless, he suppressed the Fenji Quasi-Emperor Soldiers in the Cauldron of Chaos in the past, waiting to find a great cultivator to help him refine them in the future. Even if the Quasi-Emperor Soldiers could not exert their power, they would still be much stronger than ordinary Great Saint Soldiers. , used to kill enemies, it is indeed an unparalleled weapon.
Seeing that Ye Chen's face was getting darker and darker, the six bitches, Little Ape King and Kui Niu, were all shaking their heads, with this sentence written on every face: If you don't want money, you want a life.
"It's okay if you don't want to borrow it. Give me a hundred copies of these materials." Ye Chen took out the big white paper again. Thousands of materials were neatly arranged on the boards, which dazzled the little monkey emperor and the others.
"Compared to 50 million, it's relatively easy to get these materials." Several people touched their chins one after another. Although it was precious, their treasure house was very large, and there were all kinds of treasures in it.
"I'll wait for you for three days, hurry up." Ye Chen said, and each of them stuffed a sack.
"Wait." The six of them turned around without any pretense. As Ye Chen's brothers, they knew this guy very well. They were in urgent need of money to buy materials, so they must be doing something big.
It is worth mentioning that before leaving, several people looked at Ye Chen with deep eyes.
Although Ye Chen concealed it very well, they still caught the uncontrollable evil spirit and murderous intention in Ye Chen's bones. They didn't ask, and if Ye Chen didn't say anything, there must be a reason.
After they left, Ye Chen was not idle. He found a rock wall, dug out a cave, moved the barrier and magic circle, sealed the entrance of the cave, and covered up the atmosphere here.
After doing this, he took out a body with a flick of his hand. It was a holy king-level body. It was obtained from ancient ruins. It was unknown which force it belonged to, but its combat power was not weak during his lifetime.
Immortal fire and sky thunder have been sacrificed, covering the body of the Holy King. Before refining the Yin Ming Death General, he must first temper its body in order to increase the strength of this body to the end.
Next came a lot of materials, which flew out one by one and were refined into a holy king-level body by him.
Calculating the time, he has not refined the Yin Ming Death General for a long time, but he is still very skilled in this method. He thinks that his method is higher than that of the Falun King in the past, and he has broken through the essence of it.
However, the level of the Yin Ming Death General refined this time is too high. He has never refined a Yin Ming Death General of this level before. It can be imagined that the pressure is no less than refining the Eight Pattern Pill.
Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, and divine light gradually appeared on the body of the Holy King.
As night fell, I saw that Ye Chen had withdrawn his magical powers, and in front of him stood the holy king-level body with a dull expression and empty eyes. He was really a puppet without emotions.
In other words, it is already a Yin Ming Death General, a genuine Saint King level Yin Ming Death General.
Ye Chen did not stop to admire his masterpiece, but took out another holy king-level body and repeated the same actions as before: tempering the body and refining materials into the holy king's body.
As dawn approaches, another Yin Ming Death General emerges. As night falls, the third Yin Ming Death General emerges.
For three days, he did not rest at all. It was not until the morning of the fourth day that he sat down on the ground. The level of the Yin Ming Death General was too high, and even his energy and blood were in short supply.
His achievements are gratifying. He refined one statue in one day and one in one night. In three days and three nights, he forcibly refined six Saint King-level Yin Ming Death Generals. To read the latest chapters, please follow WeChat ID: rdww444