The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 410: 411 Aura Ocean

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In the distance, Lu Xun and Prince Long muttered to themselves at the same time, looking at Feng Qingyang standing proudly in the void in front of them, and they couldn't tell what kind of feeling was in their hearts.

Lu Xun was fine, after all, he had failed once and perhaps had developed resistance. Although Feng Qingyang broke through before him, all this was natural.

If there was anyone who felt the most uncomfortable, it was no one else except Prince Long. When he learned in the Jiezhu world that he had been beaten and skinned by Feng Qingyang, a seed of revenge was planted in his heart.

But now it seems that he, who has not yet broken into the realm of black zombie, can kill a Jindan master in seconds with his super powerful posture. This alone is not something he can do. Although Feng Qingyang relied on magic weapons, this is nothing more than a manifestation of strength.

Huh... Suddenly a breeze blew, and the last trace of dark clouds in the sky dissipated at this moment. Everyone's heart was lifted, knowing that midnight had arrived.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang also opened his eyes. He was floating on the bank of the river, looking into the distance at the sky. There was a gleam in his eyes, and his heart finally began to waver.

Suddenly, the Guiyuan battleship flashed with light, and the city lord flew forward. He came to Feng Qingyang's side, his lips moved slightly, and he said something quickly. Then he turned his wrist and took a storage bag in his hand.

He turned around to look at the people around him, then looked at Feng Qingyang, and immediately opened it. Countless rays of light shone between heaven and earth.

Countless spirit stones gushed out from it and gathered into a spirit stone river. Judging from the quality, they were all top-grade spirit stones, without a single mid-grade or low-grade one.

The storage bag trembled and turned into a big bag in the sky. It opened its big mouth and roared at the world. Spirit stones were spread on the ground and turned into a pool. Endless spiritual energy rushed into the sky, and countless auspicious signs suddenly appeared, turning this place into a blessed land.

"That is..."

The crowd exclaimed, and were stunned at the overwhelming amount of spirit stones. Some of them had never seen so many spirit stones in their entire lives.

What's more, these are all top-grade spirit stones. Even if some first- or second-rate sects sold their possessions, they wouldn't be able to come up with so many spirit stones.

One top-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred low-grade spirit stones, but they are still in short supply and people are generally unwilling to exchange them. The concentration and purity of spiritual energy in top-grade spirit stones are incomparable to those of low-grade and medium-grade ones.

“All of them are top-grade spirit stones. If we exchange them, I’m afraid there will be tens of millions of low-grade spirit stones. Tens of millions…” Some people were drunk. They stared at the spirit stones blankly with mist in their eyes.

A huge amount of spirit stones gathered together and turned into a sea of spiritual energy. Feng Qingyang stood in it, looking even more sacred. His red hair was dyed emerald green at this moment, like a peerless son of God descending from the sky.

"Wait a minute, I have mine too." Gui Ming suddenly said after all the spirit stones of the Guiyuan City Lord were spilt. Then he handed a storage bag to the old Taoist with withered tree. With just one look, the other party understood.

He walked forward to the dead tree, looked around, opened the storage bag, and suddenly a long river appeared in the sky again, but this time it was not spirit stones, but endless Yin Lingzhu.

Pearl-sized beads sparkled with faint light in the ocean of spiritual energy. Although not as bright as the spiritual energy, the aura was exceptionally strong.

"Top-grade Yin Lingzhu, what a generous deal, one top-grade Yin Lingzhu can be exchanged for two top-grade spirit stones." Not far away, the Jindan master from Maoshan muttered to himself.

His eyes flickered as he looked at Gui Ming on the warship and the Lord of Guiyuan City who was still in the void, wondering what he was thinking.

Looking at the countless spirit stones and Yin Lingzhu, even he and the other powerful Jindan masters present had their silent hearts wavering.

These are all wealth. If given to one of them, they will definitely be able to use them and may even be able to achieve a breakthrough.

And it is so huge, just the breath gathered into an ocean, how much is it? I can't imagine it, some people have greed in their eyes.

However, this is not the point. Just when everyone thought it was about to end, Jian Chen suddenly flew forward and looked at Feng Qingyang below and said, "I, the Sword Sect, am willing to give you a thousand high-grade spirit stones. I wish you a breakthrough in the black zombie realm."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. Countless spirit stones fell down and gathered in the ocean of spiritual energy below, making it even brighter.

The sky in this area turned completely green, and even the river below was still. It was filled with spiritual energy, completely freezing it.

As soon as Jian Chen appeared, countless people around him gasped. You know, the spirit stones that were scattered were not just a thousand, but a stance.

Subconsciously, the Sword Sect has already stood on Feng Qingyang's side. You know, although the Sword Sect is not the strongest among the ten major sects, it is the most mysterious.

No one knows his background, but every generation of disciples walking in the world of cultivation are all peerless geniuses, masters among masters. Their swordsmanship is so proficient that they can cut mountains and rivers with one sword, and destroy the sky and the earth with one sword.

"Sword Sect!" Seeing this, the faces of the people from Maoshan and Xiaoyao Sect became even more embarrassed. At the same time, they looked at the powerful Jindan masters from other sects on the side. Sure enough, their expressions had changed. They were afraid that this so-called alliance would be disbanded prematurely before it was completely united.

"Thank you." Feng Qingyang looked at Jian Chen deeply. He had a deep impression of this man. He was like a sword and a gentleman. He was afraid that there would never be another person as upright as him in the world of cultivation.

Jian Chen's expression remained unchanged. He bowed slightly and returned to a distance. Then another person came forward. She was graceful and elegant, and she walked towards him on the moon, creating ripples.

Her long skirt fluttered in the breeze, making her look charming and like a fairy. She looked at Feng Qingyang without saying a word, but calmly released all the spirit stones in her storage ring. Judging from the number, it was definitely not less than the spirit stones given by Jian Chen.

"Tianji Pavilion, Sword Sect!" Seeing this, Maoshan and others' faces became even uglier.

"Please love me more. If I survive the catastrophe today, I will never forget my kindness to you. I, Feng Qingyang, swear here that when I become successful, I will protect your sect. As long as I am here and your sect is here, no one will dare to touch you in the eternity."

When everyone heard this, they took a deep breath and instantly remembered the consequences if he broke through the black zombie.

The realm of black zombies is like the human race's golden elixir power. Humans can live for thousands of years, while zombies are even more terrifying. They are originally immortal, and if they can break through the black zombies, my lifespan will be even more terrifying.

Moreover, within the same realm, zombies can easily sweep away countless Golden Core masters, just like him now, who has not yet officially broken through the realm of black zombies, but can kill Golden Core masters.

Thinking of the number of times, countless people's faces changed, as if they had thought of some terrible consequences.

For a moment, some of the Jindan masters in the ten major sects suddenly felt regretful. They had no grudge against Feng Qingyang and were just coveting his treasure. However, if they created a strong enemy for the sake of the treasure, it would be a loss.

"Don't be afraid. With our Maoshan Zhengtian Sect here, he will not be able to cause any trouble. He will definitely die today!"