Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chekfleet re-evaluated the opponent who was killed by himself. It is his fighting habit to hit the vital point with one sword and not to make a second sword. Now it seems that it is necessary to make some changes when entering the ancient barren sand sea.

Qi Jin did not say anything more, but gave everyone more time to contemplate and accept such a thing.

The undead are real! This matter is not easy for people to accept. If it is not for the contact with the inscriptions and the endless world, it is hard to believe that the undead are real things.

"Let's go." Qian Jin got up again and walked slowly towards the depths of the sandy sea, making various guesses in his mind. Is the undead encountered here a coincidence? Or is it no coincidence? Where is Hai Qing'er? How to enter such a deep place, I haven't seen the beautiful shadow of that day yet.

It was another night of walking, and this idea was not only formed in the mind of one person, he had encountered monsters many times, many of which were in the state of undead, and some of them were no longer easy to defeat.

"Mountain peak! What a great place!" Duanfengbuer looked at a not-so-big mountain peak: "I didn't expect to see a mountain peak."

"Go and have a look." He walked forward vigorously and cautiously: "If it's safe, just take a rest there."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. When they encountered a mountain in such a place, the uneasiness in their hearts seemed to dissipate.

Many mountain peaks have caves, and this mountain also has the kind of caves that allow people to rest. Duanfengbuer and Moxie checked carefully inside and out for a long time, and found that there is no hidden danger in the reasonable, and there are no secret passages leading to more mysterious places.

"Someone lived here before."

Tetsuo, who seldom speaks, uttered a fact known to everyone for the first time.

In such a cave, traces of carving and excavation can be seen from before entering the cave, and there are ten stone chambers inside the cave, all of which are obviously carved by hand.

"I want to become a saint, I need a certain amount of time." Checkfleet raised his hand gently on his chest, and walked towards a stone room with a very uncomfortable expression on his face: "I need a certain amount of time to digest the contents of Lucifer's heart, and then become a saint! I feel that if I don't digest it, I will never be able to become a saint. It is beneficial to me, but it is also a hindrance to me. If I don't absorb it, I cannot become a saint."

A gleam of approval flashed across Duan Feng Bu'er's eyes, these days his fighting spirit had clearly reached its peak, and he always felt that the power of his blood might wake up at any time.

In the past, in this world, as long as one activates the bloodline battle body and forcibly stimulates the power of the bloodline, there is an 80% or even 90% chance of awakening the power of the bloodline and completing the feat of entering the fighting spirit in one fell swoop.

But now...

Duanfeng Buer has repeatedly impacted, and always feels that something is blocking him. Now after what Chekfleet said, he also knows what is blocking him.

"It seems that we have to digest them before we can become holy." Duan Fengbuer sighed: "Is this a good thing? Or is it a bad thing? Before becoming holy, our savings were more abundant. If we become holy, we will become stronger. But now we are stuck..."

Chekfleet walked into a stone room silently, and the ancient desert sand sea became more and more strange, and no one knew what kind of powerful monsters or even powerful undead would be encountered if he continued walking.

In the battle not long ago, the vigorous and violent spirit domain teamed up with Duan Fengbuer's teleportation soul domain to kill an undead relatively easily, but if one of them was missing, the battle would not be a hard fight, but it must be very troublesome.

Holy! Chekfleet felt more and more urgently the necessity of sanctification. Now that he had the holy artifact in his hand, if he could really become sanctified, everyone's chances of saving their lives in the sea of ​​sand could be increased by several tenths.

Going out of the mountain with vigor, he still buried his body in the sand, while practicing fighting qi to make his fighting spirit as plump as possible, while observing the surrounding situation.

Fighting soul... the power of fighting soul is not enough! Although Jin Jin has entered the realm of fighting souls, and can even use two super-virtual soul fighting skills, plus various realms of perception to fight against semi-holy warriors, this cannot conceal the fact that the fighting spirit has not yet reached its peak.

Perhaps the quality of the fighting soul has arrived, but the amount of real fighting spirit that the fighting soul should have is far from being achieved! Theoretically, if one does not reach the peak of the fighting spirit, one cannot become a saint. Even if one barely becomes a saint by relying on the quality of the fighting spirit, the power after becoming a saint may not even be as good as that of several other companions.

Domineering! Motivation has always relied on the quality of fighting energy all the way to today, but it is the first time that he really feels extremely urgent for the amount of fighting energy.

When everyone had just decided to take a break and started to practice fighting qi, the ancient deserted sand sea entered daytime again, and the scorching hot and dry air once again shrouded the entire ancient deserted sand sea.

Momentum climbed out of the sand, quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and looked into the distant distance, and Zhen Ce, who was stupid in this world, also ran out of the cave suddenly, looking into the endless distance.

army!

The scene of the army camp faintly appeared in the distance in the ancient barren sand sea. It was definitely not a mirage, but a real situation.

Although the streaks of gray fighting spirits are very far away, covered by the endless aura of the ancient barren sand sea, it is difficult for people to detect them at all.

"This is……"

Gan Jin and Mu Na Zhen Ce looked at each other, and each saw the shock in each other's eyes, undead! And it is no longer an undead, but an extremely huge army of undead!

The army is not just one side, it directly forms a huge ring, completely surrounding the entire mountain from a distance, and there are no loopholes for people to exploit.

Surrounded!

In an instant, Gan Jin understood a lot of things. These undead are definitely not out to travel. They have only one purpose for doing this! That is the small circle of people surrounding me!

"My dear brother, hello..."

A strange voice suddenly sounded in Tetsuo's body, and this voice immediately attracted the attention of Momo Shince. Tetsuo looked at his body curiously, and it wasn't him who was talking just now.

"Third brother?" Mu Nazhence heard the owner of the voice, and his slender eyebrows showed deep hostility. Hearing this voice at this time is definitely not a good omen.

"It's me, dear sixth brother. Are undead interesting? How does it feel to be surrounded by undead?" The third prince's voice was full of complacency: "I'll tell you one more thing, the one who awakened Fentu and screaming is also me..."

"You were also the one who gave the shield?" Mu Nazhence calmed down at this moment: "So you made this trap? The so-called holy artifact is also fake?"

"I gave the shield, and I made the trap, but maybe the holy artifact really exists? At least, when I got the shield, there was a small metal plate next to it with an explanation. It said that if you understand the mystery, you can get the treasure: the holy artifact set."

"Insidious!" Mu Na Zhen Ce coldly threw out a sentence of condemnation.

"Insidious? I just took the bait you need most and let you fall into this trap. I didn't force you. It's you who want to participate in the Rookie King Competition, but you don't have the holy artifacts to fight against other families. You have to walk into it, my dear brother..."

For the first time, the third prince's speech became a little hasty, but there was pride and pride in it: "Aren't you pursuing art every day? Third brother, how well do you grasp the art of human weakness this time?"

"It's very precise, but it's disgusting!" Mu Nazhence looked coldly at the belt buckle on Tie Nan's waist: "Third brother, we are brothers! Brothers killing each other is never an art!"

"My dear brother, you still don't know what art is! We are brothers, but there is only one throne, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Mu Na Zhence's calm pupils flashed with endless sadness: "But we are brothers! If you want the throne, you can say hello to our brothers and say that you want to be emperor, and we will not fight with you. You should be clear about this!"

"My dear, stupid brother! You don't know. You are still young, so you don't know the temptation of power. When you know the temptation of power, you will definitely fight with me. You are the best prince besides me. It's a pity that you are too young! Fortunately, you are too young to give me a chance."

The third prince's proud tone carried a bit of a lesson: "You can't survive this time. But before you die, I want to tell you why you lost to me. I know that ever since you entered the Great Wall and were tricked by me, you wanted to fight for the throne. You think that if I become the emperor, other brothers will suffer, right? You guessed it right!"

The third prince's question was suddenly cold and filled with endless tyrannical killing intent: "If I become the emperor, all my brothers will die! Only in this way can my throne be guaranteed! But before killing them, I have to get rid of you first! Because you are calm, you think further than others, and your methods are more straightforward than others. The important thing! You once had the heart of an emperor!"

"Ruthless! Confidence! Wisdom! Never get carried away by emotions!" The third prince's speech speed increased a lot: "I always thought that getting rid of you would be a difficult thing. But I really didn't expect that Xingchen gave me such a good opportunity, and you met motivation."

"Hehe, when you meet motivation, on the surface it seems that your luck has become better and you have gained a lot of rapid improvements that you couldn't get before, but you don't know that you have lost more!" The third prince's tone gradually added a taste of disdain: "You have lost your ruthlessness and increased your feelings! The you in the past will never be like today. You know that there is such a danger, you know that it is a trap, and you still step in!"