"Ghost gate!" Garen's heart shook. The evil god king probably didn't know about the news of the ghost gate's birth, but the birth of the ghost gate meant that he had successfully practiced. Obviously, the totems gather to form the seeds of power, and borrowing the growth of the secret martial arts of life to go further, this road is likely to work!
"Who is the opponent!" Garen closed his eyes and calmed down.
"The No. 1 power in Western Continent, Lord of the Heavenly God Palace, Rothman Shengfeng." The evil god king looked solemn. "He has another title, the King of Beasts. He ranks first as the Lord of the Lair!"
"Not human?"
"certainly."
The evil god king suddenly laughed.
"Speaking of which, this grassland and the Hundred Kingdoms area in the south are occupied by his two subordinates."
Next, Garen and the evil god king asked and answered each other, and the time passed by every minute.
Half an hour later, a red light shot up into the sky from the battlefield, turned a corner and flew away towards the distance.
On the ground on the grassland, Garen and Mohuang watched the evil king leave from afar.
The two made an appointment at the time and place, and made arrangements to go to the ruins. The Lord of the Heavenly God Palace, this name is obviously established by imitating human organizations, but it can make the evil god king find another helper. Obviously, the strongest lair master who ranks first is not so powerful.
Mi Wu will naturally be sent to him by people from the evil god sect.
From the looks of it, to the evil god king, no matter how many secrets of death there are, they are far less important than the secrets of life. Not to mention him, even Garen heard that this kind of secret martial arts existed, and his demand for the secret martial arts of death was much smaller, so he didn't value it too much. As compensation, the evil god king gave him a little secret about the soul.
Back then, the king of evil gods had his soul severely injured by Phiros, the king of Tania. Over the years, he has been researching recovery methods, and his understanding of souls is far better than that of Gallon.
From the mouth of the evil god king, Garen learned that the existence of the evil god is actually the embodiment of a powerful soul. The soul is immortal, they are immortal, at most they just change their bodies to live and consume some of the origin of evil gods, so they are immortal, unless their lifespan reaches the limit. This lifespan actually refers to the limit of the soul.
And the origin of the evil god he got in his hands is actually a special substance that can strengthen the soul. Only the origin of the evil gods can restore the cracks in the soul after each death of the evil gods, and at the same time serve as the body material for their rebirth.
Before taking the opportunity to hunt down Shenyun, Garen hid the origin of the evil god alone in advance, fearing that it would be destroyed in the battle. So now those origins are not in my hands. Have to go back and take it out.
After witnessing the battle against the Garon Evil God King, the four of the Demon Phoenix also became extremely honest. Compared with the previous battle, after so many days of continuous fighting, the two of them can still have such a strong strength.
Of course, the most important thing is that during these times, Garen's unbridled style made several people panic. Just now, they swallowed an unknown number of black knights in one go. Now that they are following Garen, their hairs stand on end just by getting closer, for fear that he will swallow him up as a snack on the spur of the moment.
"What should we do now?" Magic Phoenix asked Garen cautiously.
"It's time to go back." Garen glanced at her. This guy is considered a type five low-level, but because of being sealed, he should still improve, but judging by her physical and blood structure, she should be at the level of a type five intermediate level. The peak is not so easy to reach. From ancient times to the present, how many masters have really reached the peak
If the Demon Phoenix reaches its peak, it won't be shrunk down in a corner of a small country.
"Go back? Where are you going?"
Garen didn't reply and didn't bother to talk to her.
Mohuang and the others were also psychologically shadowed by his beating, so they quickly shut up and stopped talking, for fear of offending him and treating him like a joke. Garen's familiar demeanor just now scared them terribly.
This time, Garen didn't make a move himself, but asked the Demon Phoenix and the others to do it.
Soon a purple lion with purple wings appeared in front of them. The back of the lion was flat and wide, and the five or six meter space was enough for Garen and others to ride on it.
These days he was exhausted, so Garen simply lay down halfway on the knees and laps of the Demon Phoenix to rest his mind. The Phantom beside him carefully peeled some white fruits that he picked earlier, and sent them to Garen's mouth one by one.
One of the other two brothers transformed into a mount, and the other propped up a purple light film to shield Garen from the wind, and doubled as a sun umbrella.
Several people were about to take off into the air. Suddenly, Garen pointed to the pitch-black void on the side with one hand.
laugh!
A black line shot out, and a large piece of soil suddenly shattered on the ground of the black hole, leaving a gap.
The girl's screams could be heard faintly from the ground.
Soon, a ball of white light over ten meters slowly floated up from the deep hole and landed on the ground beside it.
The light curtain spread out, and inside were more than 30 white knights who had fled earlier. All of them were covered with dead blood, but everyone was silent and solemn, and their eyes were full of determination to see death as home. There are also several white horses covered in blood by his side.
The leader of the white knight held a little girl with tears and snot in one hand, and stared at Garen warily.
"Who are you?" Garen glanced at the White Knight group.
"We are the survivors of the White Wind Tribe, the powerful Totem Master." The leader of the White Knight bowed his head and replied respectfully. It seemed that the other party had no intention of killing our mouths as a snack as soon as we met.
"White Wind Tribe?" Garen had never heard of it. He only cared about the existence of the fifth type now. Below the fifth type, they released totems to fight against the enemy. Above the fifth type, the comparison was about the strength of secret martial arts. The pinnacle is the existence that has practiced secret martial arts to the peak. Whether it is the evil god king, him, or Philos, they have all stood at the apex of totem and secret martial arts. For the rest, simply relying on the suppression of strength can easily kill a large area.
His eyes turned around on the white knight and the others, and suddenly Garen's gaze fixed on the little girl in the white knight's arms.
Then he looked towards the distant sky again, and immediately laughed twice.
The leader of the white knight also turned his head to look along his line of sight, but saw nothing. But his face immediately changed, and he thought of a possibility.
puff!
He fell to his knees suddenly.
"My lord, please take His Royal Highness Princess Layu away!!"
Even if he was begging for help, his voice was sonorous and powerful, without any hesitation or reluctance, as if his subordinates were reporting something to their superiors in a peaceful afternoon.
"Uncle!" The little girl's face was dirty and she couldn't see her face clearly. She hugged the arm of the knight leader and hesitated for a while, 1 she also knelt down on the ground.
Plop!
In just a moment, all the other white knights knelt on the ground.
The Demon Phoenix pouted on one side.
"As soon as we leave, the fluctuations of the two forces over there will probably be impatient. If your lord does not accept them, they must be dead."
"To be honest, I've always been very tolerant of the little guys with good aptitude." Anyway, Garen was also interested in facing off against the Heavenly God Palace. Chasing and killing them, and having a big enmity with them, plus the aptitude of the white knight leader and the little girl are not bad. Especially the leader of the white knight.
Garen made the decision mainly because of him.
This guy's aptitude can only be considered excellent, but his perseverance and will are not generally strong. To be able to persist in protecting his master under such harsh conditions, such a loyal heart is the most precious. Such a talent plus those white knights around , There are actually more than 30 people. These people belong to the people who are extremely difficult to betray once they are loyal, and they can give everything for loyalty.
Now Kurosawa Palace is employing people, and such talents should be used by him by nature.
Garen was really moved. The most important thing for Black Water True Kungfu is willpower, followed by aptitude.
"Take them away!" He pondered for a while, and finally spoke.
The leader of the white knight's heart skipped a beat, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. The little girl on the side is also full of joy.
"Get up, my lord promises to take you away." Phantom took out a purple-black bead from her body, tossed it lightly, and the bead fell to the ground, quickly turning into a large group of purple one-horned giant wolves.
These giant wolves prostrated themselves on the ground, showing extreme respect and submission to the Demon Phoenix and the others.
"Take them." Phantom ordered lightly.
The giant wolves straightened up one after another, and each head was more than four meters high. They were all huge.
Most of the knights also breathed a sigh of relief. No one wants to die in vain if they can survive. Now it was obvious that the strong men in front of them agreed to protect them, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
"Get up, ride the giant wolf and go." Phantom ordered.
The leader of the white knight remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
Only then did Phantom realize that this guy passed out directly.
Giant wolves carried the white knights on their backs and lined up to form a small square formation. Garen and the others sat on the lion's back, slowly flew up, and flew towards the distance, while the wolves sprinted below to keep up.
Not long after the group left. Two golden figures suddenly appeared above the black hole. Impressively, there are two human figures covered in golden robes and cloaks.
"People were taken away by them." The tall one said in a low voice.
"That person has already spotted us. According to the information, he should be one of the four giants of Kuwaitan, the Hydra Garon." A shrill male voice came from a slightly shorter figure. "Why don't you take action? According to the division of human beings, you should also be at the top of the five types."
"I'm not their opponent." The tall man shook his head, "Humans have powerful secret martial arts to develop their potential, but we don't have them, so we can only rely on the original foundation to move forward. They rely on secret martial arts to fuse a new power, which is not ours. It can be dealt with. If we can still deal with the general level of the five types, then after the qualitative change of the five peaks, we are not opponents."
"What about the three-tailed dragon?"
"Same." The tall one explained, "Only our lair master has the term five-type superior, and humans only have five-type peaks. Our superiors are between their peak and intermediate. Stronger than intermediate, weaker than peak."
"So this time the palace lord came here to compete to collect all kinds of secret martial arts, isn't it?"
"You guessed right. The palace lord has already obtained the secret martial arts of the two disciples. Maybe with a little more, we can integrate and understand them. Maybe we can create a secret martial arts that our lair master can also practice." The tall one nodded. .
The Ennet language spoken by the two of them was very standard, even compared with the locals, it was obviously hard work.
"If it succeeds, the master of our lair will no longer be the only one who can fight against the top human experts. This world... will be dominated by us!" The tall man said in a deep voice. "We must let humans know that we are not useless except for quantity!"
(end of this chapter)