Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World Chapter 483

  Chapter 483 Get out of trouble! Suppress with one hand!

  On the entire ancient altar, there was thunder and lightning for a while, the breath surged, and there was a crackling sound.

   There was turmoil in the sky.

   Both the Demon Lord and the black phantom were taken aback, fully alert, and looked up into the sky.

  What exactly is this area?

  Yang Fang's words can cause such a huge commotion.

   After a long time, the lightning in the sky began to dissipate slowly.

  Everything calms down.

  Yang Fang took one last look at the two steles in front of him.

  The ancient life book and the ancient sacred book, he only got 90% of these two unique books, and he was only short of the last achievement to complete.

  Unfortunately, the mysterious old man pointed it out.

  Yang Fang looked at the jade pendant in his hand, showing dignity.

  The entire jade pendant has complex lines and is dark. Holding it in the hand, there is an unspeakable cold power, as if there is a kind of evil spirit raging inside.

   "This jade pendant is a bit weird."

   He was talking to himself.

   "Yang Dao, can I see your jade pendant?"

  The black phantom Juntian's face suddenly changed rapidly, full of surprise, as if he saw something incredible.

  Yang Fang frowned, and handed the jade pendant to the other party.

  Jun Tian took the jade pendant, and immediately began to look at it carefully. The more he looked, the more surprised he became, and the more he looked, the more unbelievable he became.

   "The jade pendant of the buried king, the jade pendant of the buried king..."

   he murmured.

   "What? The jade pendant of the buried king?"

  Mojun was also taken aback, looked at Juntian, and then quickly looked at Yupei.

   "What is the jade pendant for burying the king? What are you talking about?"

  Yang Fang asked.

The black phantom's face was shocked, he raised his head, looked at Yang Fang, and said, "The king of burial is the owner of the endless burial. The reason why it is difficult for those who bury the burial is because of the existence of the burial king, this jade pendant must be a gift from the burial king, and I was lucky enough to see it once countless years ago."

"oh?"

  Yang Fang looked surprised.

   Could it be that the mysterious old man I saw just now is the legendary Burial King.

  What a terrifying strength!

  He heard from the bottom of his heart that when he faced the opponent just now, he didn't even have the ability to resist at all. If the opponent hadn't stopped suddenly at a critical moment, he might not have escaped death.

   This is the Burial King!

   "Compared with the saint, what is the strength of the Burial King?"

  Yang Fang asked.

   "I don't know, I've never seen either shot."

  The black phantom is difficult to calm down.

   "I have seen them take action, and I feel that they are all unfathomable. The strength of the Burial King is mostly at the Dao Fruit level."

  The Demon Lord spoke in a low voice.

  Dao fruit level!

  The four words are simple, but they are like a huge moat, lying in front of everyone.

  Not to mention the Dao Fruit realm, even if it is half-step Dao Fruit, the three of them have to join forces to fight, and they can't get any benefits.

  Among the three, only Yang Fang could finally reach the Half-Step Path Realm.

   But the premise is that he must integrate all the essence of Dao fruit in his body.

  But now the matter of merging the essence of Dao fruit is not smooth at all.

   For a long time, almost no progress.

  He felt a turmoil in his heart and felt strong pressure. After he decided to go back again, he must thoroughly figure out the matter of the fruit essence.

  Anyway, now that he has the book of fate and the holy book, his attack methods will be much stronger than before.

"let's go."

  Yang Fang opened his mouth and took the black jade pendant from Jun Tian.

  The two people around him nodded heavily.

   But after going out this time, they didn't dare to return along the way they came from.

  The way they came was dangerous and unpredictable, and that kind of weird gray fog appeared, which swallowed everything automatically, and it was difficult for them to get close with their strength.

   And when they walked over, there were too many dimensional spaces, and they couldn't find the way they came from. If they walked back rashly, they would only get lost further.

  Yang Fang and the others soon appeared in front of the huge city again, looking into the distance, and frowning tightly.

  Even if they don't return from the same way, it is extremely difficult for them to leave here.

   "You two, how can I get out of here? Is there a way?"

  Yang Fang asked.

  The demon king and the black phantom looked in all directions.

   "Perhaps you can find the burial corpse in the burial ground and ask. You have the jade pendant given by the burial king. Ordinary burial corpses will probably sell you face."

  The black phantom said.

   "Bury corpses?"

  Yang Fang understood instantly.

   This should be the corpse buried in the endless burial ground for a long time, because it has been a long time, and it is not special, it has already become a corpse.

"Walk!"

  Yang Fang opened his mouth and rushed to the distance first.

  The two people around him immediately followed.

   It is not too difficult to find the buried corpse. When they walked along the way, they were soon actively targeted by the buried corpse.

When a ruin was exposed, a huge blood-colored tomb emerged silently, blocking their way all of a sudden. It was extremely huge and scarlet, as if it had been watered with blood. It was eerie and weird. Tombstone without words.

   There is an indescribably weird feeling.

Not only that.

   In all directions of their bodies, seven or eight heavy coffins appeared in succession, made of gold, silver, copper, iron, and various colors, filled with bursts of icy air.

  The demon lord and the black phantom turned their eyes cold, and looked over at once.

Yang Fang took a deep breath, looked at the **** tomb at the front, and said, "Senior, we don't have any malicious intentions, we just want to leave here, and I hope that it will be convenient for you, by the way, I have the jade pendant of the buried king , Senior, please see."

  He gestured the black jade pendant in his hand.

  The surface of the **** tomb suddenly became chaotic.

  The original wordless tombstone changed instantly, and an old man with an old body and shriveled skin appeared like a zombie.

  He stood among the tombstones, without saying a word, and placed it directly towards Yang Fang respectfully.

Not only that.

  The gold, silver, copper, iron and other coffins around him were all restless. The coffin lid was opened, and one after another buried corpses came out of it, wearing extremely ancient clothes, and also knelt down to Yang Fang in unison.

  The weird scene made Yang Fang and the others feel dark in an instant.

  The reputation of the Burial King is really useful!

   "Senior, please get up quickly, I want to ask, where is the way out?"

  Yang Fang asked.

  The shriveled old man at the front still didn't get up, kneeling there respectfully, raised a finger covered with black nails, and pointed directly at Yaoyao at the rear right.

  Yang Fang glanced over immediately, showing suspicion, and said: "Senior, can you be more specific?"

  The shriveled old man nodded slightly, and with a swipe of his palm, a stream of light emerged, which directly evolved into a map. The light flowed on it, automatically forming a road, and clearly showing the specific route of departure.

  Yang Fang and the others stared at the map closely, and quickly imprinted this route in their minds.

   "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

  Yang opened his mouth, and then started to move away towards the distance.

  The two people around him quickly followed.

  The shriveled one remained motionless, worshiping there.

   After a long time, he slowly blurred and disappeared, and the other buried corpses that were kneeling on the ground also all returned to the coffin.

far away.

  Yang Fang's heart was surging rapidly, and he stared at the jade pendant in his hand again.

  The effect of this jade pendant is really strong enough.

   If one day, relying on this jade pendant, I wonder if I can mobilize the buried corpses in the burial ground to help me?

  If one day, the reckoning of the saint comes, and I and others really can't live anymore, maybe this endless burial is their final hiding place.

   Swipe, Swipe, Swipe!

  The lights flickered, and along the way, they saw countless coffins.

The endless blood-colored land looks like a strange world of Shura, and at every distance, you can see huge coffins everywhere, either horizontally in the sky or on the mountain, and there are terrifying old corpses like barbaric corpses. Walking in this area like wild beasts.

   But without exception, when they saw the black token in Yang Fang's hand, they all bowed and fell down immediately, motionless, as if they saw some terrible king.

   Just like that, they passed all the way without hindrance.

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  Suddenly, an extremely huge river appeared in front of them. It was gloomy and dark, and it was hundreds of meters wide. It flowed into the distance, leading to endless unknown places.

   "Yin River, this Yin River leads directly to the burial spring where the Land of Chaos is located. If we follow this river, we can go out completely."

  Yang opened his mouth.

   "There is a ferryman on the river, from him you can go!"

  The black phantom stared and pointed to the distance.

  Yang Fang and Mojun immediately looked over.

On the gloomy and cold Chaos River, on one side of the protruding bank, a broken boat was lying quietly here. On it sat an old man with a haggard face and a bamboo hat. His back was facing the three people, and beside him was a A bright green lamp flickered faintly, with a strange aura.

   Looking from a distance, there is an indescribably weird feeling.

  The three immediately set off and dared to look over.

   "Hehehe, here comes the guest again."

  The old man let out a hoarse laugh, his bent body slowly turned, a pair of emerald green eyes looked at Yang Fang and the others, and said with a smile: "The three distinguished guests will each charge five hundred years of life."

   "Five hundred years of life?"

  Yang Fang frowned.

   This is even more outrageous than the ferryman I met on the funeral spring.

  At that time, the other party only charged them two hundred years of life yuan.

   "Senior, I have the token to bury the king."

  Yang Fang was not polite, and immediately took out the black token in his hand again, motioning for the old man to watch.

  The old man's smile disappeared suddenly, and he was deeply moved, and quickly fell to the ground respectfully, trembling, motionless, as if he had encountered some supreme nemesis.

   "Senior, please get up and send us out."

  Yang opened his mouth.

"Yes Yes."

  The old man had a respectful voice and got up obediently, but he lowered his head, not even daring to look at the black token, and gently shook the oars.

  Yang Fang smiled and looked at the token in his hand again.

  This token is really easy to use...

  Pieces of black waves are constantly turning up, and the damaged boat is moving forward quietly, feeling like walking in the waves of time and space...

  Suddenly, the three of Yang Fang frowned, and looked forward together.

  I saw in the wide black river.

  In the frontmost area, there are thick and huge warships coming one after another. They are dark and gloomy, with high sails, and they are coming here with a strong and oppressive atmosphere.

   On the leading warship, there were continuous bursts of ear-piercing sounds of rattling chains.

  On the thick mast, seven or eight figures were firmly tied there by black chains, struggling hard.

   Every time he struggled, the chains would make piercing sounds.

   "Yinquan, that's Yinquan!"

  The Demon Monarch focused his eyes, and suddenly noticed a figure among them.

  The figure was pierced by heavy chains, with ragged clothes, a haggard face, and a miserable grunt. It was clearly the Yinquan that had fled into the endless burial ground before.

   "It's really him!"

  Yang Fang also looked over, showing surprise.

   Is this a group of buried corpses?

   Yinquan was taken down by these corpses.

   "That was the patrol guard of the Burial King. He must have offended some forbidden areas, so he was captured by the patrol guard."

  The old man on the ferry spoke tremblingly.

   "Come closer!"

   Yang Fang said.

   "Yes, my lord!"

  The old man didn't dare to disobey, he quickly swung his oars, and approached the huge warship.

  As they slowly approached, cold and terrifying sights from the black warship suddenly swept over, like invisible swords, bringing a huge invisible oppression.

   "Lu Tiansong, why don't you take the ferry, as your ferryman, you approach the warship rashly, do you want to seek death?"

   A cold and ruthless voice directly came from the warship headed by the head, and it penetrated into the depths of the human soul, making the whole soul tremble slightly, as if resonating, giving people a sense of heaven and earth sinking.

  On the warship, a huge shadow instantly shrouded down, like a huge magic mountain emerging, and the terrifying aura covered everyone on the entire boat.

  A burly man in iron armor with a height of more than three meters appeared here, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he swept towards everyone coldly.

   "My lord, the little old man dare not approach rashly, someone really took out the token of the funeral king, the little old man has to follow the order..."

  The old man trembled and spoke respectfully.

   "Token of the Burial King?"

  The armored man narrowed his eyes, showing surprise, and swept towards Yang Fang and the others.

   "My lord, I have the token of the buried king. I approached rashly. I really have something to ask. Please don't blame me."

  Yang Fang opened his mouth and signaled the black token in his hand.

  The armored man's gaze changed, and without saying a word, he had already knelt down on the ground respectfully, motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

  Not only him, but also all the other people on the battleship, they all quickly knelt down in unison and made uniform voices.

  Yang Fang felt relieved immediately, looked at Yinquan hanging on the mast, and said, "What crime did that person commit? Why did he hang him there?"

   Yinquan, who was firmly trapped, glanced around and found the traces of Yang Fang and Mo Jun. His heart was shocked, and he opened his mouth desperately.

   "Brother Yang, save me, save me quickly."

  He struggled violently and made a loud noise.

   "Report to my lord, this person rushed into the forbidden area and robbed the forbidden treasure, and the last general took it down."

  The armored man spoke in a low voice.

   "Oh? Then can you put it down, he is a friend of mine, I can apologize for him, how?"

  Yang Fang asked.

  The armored man hesitated for a moment, but finally waved his hand, and the people around him quickly got up and put down the Yinquan hanging from above.

   "Senior, save us too!"

   "Yes, senior, we all came from the Shenxu Continent."

   "Please, senior, save us!"

  Others spoke one after another, making a commotion.

   But Yang Fang was completely indifferent.

   These people have nothing to do with him, so there is no need to offend the Iron Man again.

  The man in iron armor let go of one person, which is already giving him face. If he pushes forward, it is hard to guarantee that it will backfire.

   "Thank you Brother Yang, thank you Brother Yang..."

  Yin Quan had a gloomy face and a chaotic breath, and ran over desperately. The chain in the lute bone has not been pulled out yet, and when he ran, there was a rattling sound.

  Yang felt relieved for a while and was speechless.

   It's really not good that this Yinquan has become so mixed up.

   Anyway, he was also one of the six black hands who arranged the blue star!

  Compared with Demon Lord and Sword Demon, it is not a little bit worse.

   "Thank you for your success, senior."

  Yang Fang immediately cupped his fists at the armored man.

  The armored man immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Fang, nor did he dare to look at the token, as the black token is a taboo in his heart that cannot be offended.

  Yang Fang didn't stay any longer, and immediately let the old man on the ferry start to leave.

  The old man rowed the oars again, and slowly left the place with a clattering sound.

  During this period, other people on the mast kept wailing and begging for mercy, hoping that Yang Fang could save them, but Yang Fang didn't pay much attention to it.

   A long time has passed.

  The armored man on the deck got up again, his eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, the warship continued to move forward.

   "Brother Yang, Demon Lord, why are you here? When you were hunted down by the saints, didn't you all get suppressed?"

  Yin Quan is still panting heavily, his face is pale, and he cannot fully recover.

   "I was suppressed, only to escape again."

  Yang Fang shook his head, "So far, the Demon Lord, he has indeed escaped by his own ability."

   "You're welcome, I'm just a coincidence."

  The Demon Lord spoke.

   "What about the others?"

   "Everyone else is fine now, only you have a little problem."

  Yang Fang looked at Yinquan pitifully.

  I think that when Yin Quan first appeared on the stage, he was considered quite a famous person, and he forced Graman, but it became more and more difficult later on.

   I really doubt how he wanted to cooperate with the Demon Lord and Sword Demon in the first place.

   "Well, it seems that only my side has the worst end."

  Yin Quan smiled wryly.

   "Forget it, the past is over, let's think about how to deal with the saint when we go back. A group of lackeys have gathered around the saint again, and we must destroy them first."

  Yang Fang said in a condensed voice.

   Emperor Hades and Lord of Yinquan were all destroyed by them.

   Now there are Ice Emperor, Aquarius Patriarch, Huntian God and others.

  The second is the seven extremely weird guys around the saint...

  But before that, it's still the same sentence, he must figure out the mystery of the essence of Dao Fruit...

  Thinking of this, Yang Fang once again looked at Yinquan and Mojun next to him.

  These two guys were one of the black hands back then, and they probably still have some secrets hidden in their hearts.

  His eyes were deep, and countless thoughts appeared in his mind in an instant.

   Time passes.

   Another period of time passed.

  Finally, they drove out of this Yin River and entered a narrower burial spring. After driving in the burial spring for a long time, they finally stepped into the darkness and haze.

"Finally home."

  The black phantom let out a long breath and became extremely dignified.

   What I saw along the way was like a dream.

  Who could have imagined that they came from the fallen holy land to the endless burial ground.

   "Go, go back first."

  Yang Fang opened his mouth,

  He was worried that during this period of absence, the people of the Holy One would attack that stronghold again.

  The crowd immediately started to move, darting towards the distance.

  With their speed, they almost rushed to the previous dimensional space again very quickly.

   What made Yang Fang feel relieved was that this dimensional space was still very safe, and it had not been discovered by the Ice Emperor and others.

   "Demon Monarch, Senior Juntian, rest first, Yinquan, come with me."

  Yang Fang spoke suddenly, first glanced at Mojun, then at Yinquan, and walked into the distance.

  The Demon Lord frowned, as if thinking of something, his heart darkened instantly.

  Yin Quan didn't say a word, and dragged his tired body towards the distance.

   Not long after, they came to a secluded place here.

  Yang Fang waved his palm, and countless runes emerged, densely packed, separating the surroundings, forming a cage in an instant, enveloping the bodies of the two of them.

  Yin Quan's face was stunned, and he quickly said, "Brother Yang, what are you... what are you going to do?"

   "Yinquan, do you want to die or live now?"

  Yang Fang spoke slowly, with his hands behind his back, his whole body reveals an unparalleled aura, captivating, as if suddenly transformed into an unrivaled demon lord, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

"What do you mean?"

  Yin Quan retreated quickly, his face was surprised.

   "Don't think about leaving, in my confinement space, you still can't leave now."

  Yang Fang's voice was indifferent, without any emotion, his eyes slowly swept towards the Yinquan, like a bottomless abyss, and he said: "I want to know everything about the essence of Dao Fruit."

   "Didn't I say that? The essence of Dao fruit was obtained by you, and I don't know much about it."

  Yin Quan spoke quickly.

   "Really? But I don't believe what you said."

  Yang Fang said lightly.

   "Believe it or not, it is true!"

   Yinquan opened.

   "It seems that you are really toasting and don't eat fine wine. I can save you, and I can also suppress you. I gave you a chance. If you don't cooperate, this is your own business."

  Yang Fang's tone gradually became cold.

Yin Quan's expression changed, and he instantly felt an invisible huge pressure attacking his body quickly. He couldn't help roaring, his body shook, and a wide river of ancient corpses emerged. Everywhere is the smell of corpses.

  The corpses of the **** kings inside seemed to be resurrected, suddenly opened a pair of cold and terrifying eyes, and then rushed out together, forming a large formation, and rushed towards Yang Fang.

   "Yang Fang, don't bully people too much!"

   Yinquan drank angrily.

  However, facing his ancient corpse river and the ancient formation composed of many corpses of **** kings, Yang Fang showed a hint of ridicule, and slapped his white and generous palm directly.

  A breath of immeasurable, unparalleled, and boundless erupted instantly.

  Huanyu India!

  Boom!

  The river of corpses exploded, flying all over the sky, the turbid waves rolled back, and corpses criss-crossed.

  Yinquan's attack is completely vulnerable!

   Ask for a monthly pass!

  (end of this chapter)

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