"Is this the level of the monster king, the peak state..."
Looking at the broken golden bell cover of the strongest defense state, Fang's expression froze.
The monster corpse law king back then failed to recover. It wasn't at the peak of his power that his strength was already so terrifying.
Now he has made great progress in cultivation.
When faced with the real peak state of that level, he can only block one move.
If the opponent really makes a serious move, whether he can safely block the second move is still unknown...
And Fangzheng began to call this level temporarily the Yari Youshi.
It means that the strongest night tour envoy under the day tour envoy is only the last step away from the day tour envoy.
The reason why Fangzheng dared to attack the tomb guard's lair was precisely because a few months ago, Butcher Zhang entered and exited the seventy-two ghost gates several times.
So this created an illusion for him.
Butcher Zhang is the night tour envoy of the Yin Division, and he can come and go as often as possible, which gives him the illusion that the grave guard is nothing more than that.
But he guessed wrong.
Not being a gravekeeper is nothing more than that!
Rather!
Butcher Zhang is too powerful!
Even if the Zhenshan King in front of him makes a move, he can't keep Butcher Zhang! As a result, there is no way to let Butcher Zhang fight in and out several times!
Fangzheng began to have a clearer understanding of Butcher Zhang's strength.
"Are you also a Yari tour envoy..."
Next, Fangzheng's breath changed, and he put away the golden bell cover in a very simple way, and sacrificed his blood.
At this time, his right arm holding the knife has also returned to its full size.
The one hundred and nine headless ghosts that got into the arm temporarily were pulled back into the Ghost Head Knife by cables and chains with a clattering sound.
Anyway, I can't beat it again.
If the opponent really wanted to kill him, he would have already done so.
"Huh? Nether artifact?"
"The aura of your knife is a bit weird. It's said to be a ghost weapon but it doesn't look like a ghost weapon. I can't see the true origin of your knife..."
King Zhenshan seemed to be able to ignore the darkness, and saw all kinds of visions on Fangzheng's body. His old voice was in the corpse hole like Senluo Hell, and he let out a thoughtful exclamation.
"It's the same as your strength. I can't see the truth in you. Your cultivation method seems to be different from our practitioners. There is no spiritual power on your body, and the spiritual energy fluctuates..."
"What a strange man, and a strange combination of strange knives..."
Fangzheng didn't answer King Zhenshan's question. He knew in his heart whether the Ghost Head Knife was a ghost weapon or not.
Fangzheng stood still calmly, and instead of answering, he asked, "Are you the strongest king of the seventy-two gates of ghosts, the King of Zhenshan?"
silence.
"If it doesn't include the things in the tomb of the mountain god, it is." King Zhenshan did not shy away from it, and his old voice was full of unquestionable confidence.
That is the confidence from Yari Youshi.
For a strong man like King Zhenshan, there are only a few of the top fighters at the moment. The first round of aura recovery by a few Japanese tour envoys is indeed the strongest combat force under the Japanese tour envoys.
"The tomb of the mountain god? Could it be that there is really a mountain god buried here?" In the dark corpse cave, Fang Zheng's eyes showed surprise.
Zhenshan Wang's old voice sounded: "It can be said so."
As if he didn't want to mention the mountain god too much, King Zhenshan immediately changed the subject after he finished speaking: "Young man, have you made a decision? Which coffin here have you chosen?"
As soon as the words fell, a light ball formed by the gathering of yin energy rose into the air.
It directly illuminated the corpse hole in front of him.
Including those three intact coffins.
Originally, there were four intact red lacquered wooden coffins, but after being chopped into pieces by Fang Zheng, now there are only three red lacquered wooden coffins left.
The three red lacquered wooden coffins in front of him were all airtight, and the coffin of King Zhenshan had not been opened.
King Zhenshan has been lying in the coffin and did not show up.
Fangzheng's eyes were a little disappointed when he didn't see Zhenshan King's true face.
"Before that, can I ask a question out of curiosity?"
"you say."
The old voice that rang in the corpse cave before did come from the red lacquered wooden coffin where King Zhenshan was.
It is also one of the two darkest coffins in the corpse cave.
Fangzheng: "King Zhenshan really has such a kind heart, and offered to help me?"
silence.
One second, two seconds passed... Fangzheng has been waiting quietly, and did not take the initiative to make a sound.
Finally, after more than ten seconds of silence, Zhen Shanwang's old voice came out again from the red-lacquered wooden coffin.
"Knowing that at your age, you can grow to the peak in the late stage of Night Tourist, who is the only person I have seen?"
King Zhenshan couldn't see through Fangzheng's actual strength.
Mistakenly mistaken Fang Zheng as the peak of the night traveler in the late stage.
Because the strength displayed by Fangzheng is indeed very deceptive.
In fact, Fangzheng's current strength is only in the middle stage of the night traveler, but he has already been able to leapfrog and kill the late night traveler.
He even exploded with all his strength, giving King Zhenshan the illusion that the Night Tourist was at his peak in the late stage.
Fangzheng didn't open his mouth to explain anything for himself. Everyone must have one or more hole cards in order to settle down in this world.
Fangzheng continued to wait for King Zhenshan to continue.
Sure enough, King Zhenshan quickly said to himself: "Above the day tour!"
"Above the day tour?" This time, Fang's face finally turned serious.
"Does it mean the realm above the day tour? What is the realm above the day tour?"
Fangzheng had kept this question in his mind for a long time.
King Zhenshan replied slowly: "Shenzang, Night Tour, and Day Tour are collectively called Yinshen. Yinshen is not only the collective name of the three, but it can also be taken out as an independent realm."
"The Yin God is the main force against the Mountain God."
"People always call me the king of the mountain, not because of the awe of my realm, but because I am one of the old antiques who have survived from the age of the mountain god. Later generations live in comfort and have long forgotten the past history. We old antiques exist The meaning is to let future generations never forget history.”
"Only us old antiques can clearly understand the horror of the mountain god!"
"So, every Yin God and potential seed is our hope!"
"Young man, have you ever seen hope? Hope is a bud waiting to sprout. Even if it is small, it contains endless power!"
After listening to King Zhenshan's words, Fangzheng was secretly surprised.
From the era of Mountain God
Doesn't it mean that Zhenshan King is at least a thousand years old
This really confirms the words of the thousand-year-old bastard...
It's a pity that no matter how much Fangzheng asks, no matter how much he inquires about the secrets of the mountain god, Zhenshan King will stop talking about the mountain god.
"This world has been silent for too long. Perhaps there will be no second round of spiritual energy recovery in the future... The concentration of spiritual energy is not enough, the rules of this world are not complete, and the sleeping mountain god will never recover..."
Zhenshan King, who has never shown up, seemed to have something to say, but he didn't want to mention this matter again, and then asked Fang Zheng to start choosing the coffin directly.
(end of this chapter)