In this person, the blood does not dry up, the muscles emit light, and in the dantian, the energy is like the sea. Inside the Niwan Palace, the Sacred Palace is still alive, but the soul in the Sacred Palace is silent, and only a milky white light group is suspended in the Sacred Palace.
This is no stranger to Han Yu, it is the resentment of the dead.
Above the Holy Palace, there are six solid golden stars and a golden lotus flower, indicating that this person is a master of the first level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint.
"This is a saint who died normally. What you saw in the past should be the resentment of the undead controlling the body." Han Yu said.
Meng Zuichang breathed a sigh of relief, the person in front of him was specially dealing with the resentment of the undead, and he was completely relieved.
"Let's go, I'm going to meet this undead resentment, you hurry up and take away all the treasures inside." Han Yu took out the Ming Emperor Sword and held it in his hand.
The undead resentment has been merged with the corpse, and it can control the corpse to fight, exerting part of the strength of the first layer of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of Wu Sheng, which is not easy to deal with.
"Okay!" Meng Zuisheng was overjoyed, stepped forward, opened the stone door, and walked into the secret room.
After entering the secret room, Han Yu and Meng Zuisheng split up. Han Yu went directly to the tomb, while Meng Zuisheng started to pack up his belongings.
Han Yu walked to the sarcophagus, there was no movement inside the coffin, he couldn't help sneering, and said, "I already found you, why don't you come out?"
There was still no movement in the coffin, Han Yu said no more, and directly lifted the lid of the sarcophagus.
"boom!"
At the same time, the wooden coffin was also opened, and the people inside jumped out.
"Bold, how dare you come here to disturb this sage Qingxiu!" An angry shout came out, shaking the entire cemetery three times.
The resentment of the undead controlled the holy body, standing in the sky, glaring at Han Yu.
"It's just a grudge of the undead, what a great prestige!" Han Yu couldn't say anything, and he slashed with his sword.
"Idiot!" The sword light was like water, murderous. Undead resentment felt the breath of the quasi-emperor soldiers, screamed in fright, and retreated again and again.
"Shhhhh..."
Han Yu swung out several swords again, forcing the undead to be extremely embarrassed.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a purple light shot out from Han Yu's eyebrows, hitting the opponent's eyebrows squarely.
"what!"
A scream came out, and the resentment of the undead fell to the ground.
The purple light manifested, it was a god-killing spear, and when it was stabbed, the already split eyebrows were directly pierced, the Holy Palace was broken, and the consciousness of the undead's resentment was wiped out with one shot.
The God-killing Spear is the nemesis of the undead resentment. Even if the undead resentment has the cultivation of the fifth level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint, Han Yu can still kill it.
Meng Zuisheng rushed in, looked at the motionless corpse lying on the ground, and exclaimed, "Boss, will you kill it?"
Han Yu put away the Ming Emperor Sword and the God-killing Spear, and said lightly, "It's just a grudge of the undead!"
Meng Zuisheng swallowed his saliva, gave a thumbs up secretly, and turned back to continue packing.
Han Yu walked to the corpse and bowed three times, reaching out and grabbing it, the resentment of the undead flew out from the brows of the corpse, turning into a cloud of milky white gas floating in Han Yu's palm.
"The resentment of the undead of the strong in the middle of the saint, all refining, can get 243 curses, I can become a ten-yuan earth-shattering master, and even break through to the level of a heaven-shattering master!" Han Yu couldn't help but be excited, but Soon, he calmed down.
"The more curses, the stronger the pressure on the physical body. With my current cultivation, how can I withstand the pressure of ten curse circles. And Tian Lao has said that there have been no heaven-shattering masters for tens of thousands of years. It's more difficult to become a heavenly master than to become a great emperor. I'm a bit rash!"
After Han Yu stabilized, he stopped thinking about it, put away the resentment of the undead, and looked at the corpse.
At this time, the wound between the eyebrows of the corpse was slowly healing, and the strength of the saint's body was undoubtedly revealed.
Han Yu secretly said: "Son of the Sun, if you take control of this corpse, how much of the combat power of the first level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint?"
Sun God said: "It should be able to exert about 70% of the combat power."
Han Yu said happily: "That's fine, I'll leave this body to you."
The body of a saint, even if it dies, the blood does not condense, and the vitality does not dissipate. As long as it can enter the body, it can exert its power. However, even a saint has a very weak soul. Once it is separated from the body, it will hurt the soul to some extent. Generally, few people are willing to do this. But Sun God is different. He is Han Yu's incarnation. His soul and Han Yu are one body. As long as Han Yu, the main soul, is fine, he will be fine.
Son of the Sun controls this fleshly body and can fight Zhao Tian head-on, which will be a great help.
"Senior, borrow your body first, and then return it to Senior's peace when things are done." Han Yu said silently, put away the body, restored the coffin, and walked out of the tomb.
Outside, Meng Zuisheng had already put away all the treasures, and they had also classified them into categories. Before Han Yu went out, he handed a book to Han Yu and said, "I have read all the things left behind, just the records about the Han family in this book."
Han Yu took the book and opened it quickly. After reading it, he also had some understanding in his heart.
When this person was young, he received the favor of the Han family, but the Han family was destroyed and could not help, and he was always ashamed. It took him three hundred years to visit the Bafang world and finally found the clue of the murderer.
The first is the Heavenly Court; the second is the Sun Moon God Sect; the third is a sect called the Yaochi Holy Palace in Qianjie. It was these three sects who joined forces to destroy the Han family.
This person guessed that these three sects were among the best in the Bafang world, and they joined forces to destroy a Han family that had begun to decline, nothing more than for the inheritance of the Great Emperor Tongtian. This inheritance wraps the "Tongtian Dao Law", the inheritance of the power left by the Great Emperor Tongtian, and the imperial soldiers of the Great Emperor Tongtian.
These three things, no matter which one can make the world go crazy. It is reasonable for the three sects to work together for these three things.
However, this person also has some doubts. The power of the Sun Moon God Sect alone is enough to snatch the treasures of the Han family. Why does the Sun Moon God Sect cooperate with outside forces
What Han Yu thought almost coincided with what this person thought.
After investigating the murderer, this person found that it was impossible for him to deal with these three sects, and he finally lived in seclusion here with regret.
"Heavenly Court has been destroyed, Sun Moon Divine Sect will be destroyed, Yaochi Sacred Palace, you won't be able to dance for long!" Han Yu clenched his fists tightly. No matter why these three sects joined forces, since they were murderers, Han Yu had absolutely no chance of pardoning them.
Seeing Han Yu's murderous look, Meng Zuisheng stood quietly by the side. Whoever learns of the murderer of the genocide will not be calm.
After a while, Han Yu calmed down, put away the ancient books, and returned to the tomb. Take the body out, put it in the coffin, and close the coffin.
"Senior, please forgive this junior's offense!" Han Yu bowed three times to the coffin.