Chapter 6933： : Thorough madness, the birth of the ultimate hope!

The ancient **** corpse is struggling frantically!

Ye Wuque, whose thoughts were interrupted, didn't get angry, nor did he show any unnecessary emotions. His eyes were still deep, but he slowly raised his right foot, and then... stepped on it!

Boom!

The chest of the ancient **** corpse was stepped on.

That crazy struggle was immediately suppressed by Pei Ran Mo Yu's power from Ye Wuque's right foot!

The ground trembled crazily again, and collapsed, forming a huge pit!

The ancient corpse seemed to be motionless again.

Its power is incomparably powerful and terrifying. According to Ye Wuque's deduction, it may have reached the level of the divine way of the flesh, surpassing the lower servant gods.

Unfortunately, it met Ye Wuque!

In terms of pure strength and strength, who was Ye Ge afraid of?

In addition, it is just a corpse now, so what if it was so powerful in life?

Therefore, it was easily suppressed!

But!

The **** red eyes of the ancient **** corpse suddenly emitted a fiery red light again, as if it had touched something, it began to tremble crazily again.

Just when Ye Wuque was about to continue the suppression, his eyes suddenly narrowed!

Under the power of the False God, he immediately noticed something wrong with the ancient corpse.

From between the brows of the ancient **** corpse, there was actually an extremely faint but real... summoning intent!

At the same time, the **** red lights in both eyes danced crazily.

"This is not a simple struggle to get up and continue fighting, but a call from the power of blood!"

Almost instantly, Ye Wuque thought of a possibility, and his eyes shone slightly.

Immediately, with a thought in his mind, his whole body immediately flew above the void, no longer suppressing the ancient **** corpse.

The ancient corpse that had regained its freedom immediately sat up staggeringly, and then got up even more.

The huge body stands upright, and endless dust is stirred up all over the body, which is full of visual impact in this dim and broken void.

As Ye Wuque expected, the ancient **** corpse who stood up did not even look at Ye Wuque above the void, but directly turned his huge head and looked in all directions. Look for a direction, and then take a sudden step!

Rumble!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the huge roar continued to resound, and the ancient **** corpse ran away frantically in one direction. Wherever it passed, it was really like the end of the world, crushing everything.

Looking at the running back of the ancient **** corpse, Ye Wuque's eyes were deep and bright.

"The only one who can manipulate the power of the bloodline of this ancient **** corpse is Shen Nanzhi, the bloodline of its descendant!"

"After the battle with me, the blood power contained in the ancient god's corpse has become extremely thin, and it is even about to be completely exhausted."

"Then, similarly, the only thing that can resummon the ancient **** corpse is the power of strong enough bloodline!"

"If you want to achieve this level of blood power, it is no longer something that mere replicas can have!"

"That is to say..."

"The real Shen Nanzhi is most likely on the thirtieth floor. At this time, he even summoned the ancient corpse!"

After entering Yongyetian Tomb, Shen Nanzhi and Feng Jiuyuan disappeared.

During this period, he encountered two copies of Shen Nanzhi, but the real Shen Nanzhi has never been found.

It just came from the head of Yongye Will, which seemed to be aware of Shen Nanzhi's existence and specialness.

"I thought that the ancient **** corpse was summoned by the will of the eternal night!"

"But with the appearance of the old nerve, Yongye's will quickly retreated, but it did not take away the ancient **** corpse, and even the ancient **** corpse was used as cannon fodder to resist the old nerve."

Ye Wuque's deep eyes stared at the running back of the ancient corpse, thoughtfully.

"The relationship between Yongye Will and the ancient corpse is more like... cooperation."

"So the current situation of Shen Nanzhi..."

Ye Wuque closed his eyes again, felt it carefully, and then turned his mouth slightly.

"The direction of the bloodline power that summons the ancient **** corpse seems to coincide with the direction of Yuanni God!"

"interesting…"

In the next moment, Ye Wuque stepped out in the same step, stepping across the endless void without a sound.

Just like that, he followed behind the ancient **** corpse.

With a huge indicator light like the ancient **** corpse guiding the way ahead, Ye Wuque only needs to follow.

At this time, Ye Wuque was still recalling this encounter with Yong Yezhi in his mind.

The words of Yongye's will may be true or false, and it is obviously impossible for it to fully control the entire Yongye Heavenly Tomb.

Find yourself for the so-called cooperation, to deal with old nerves together.

After the old nerve appeared, he chose to run away without the slightest hesitation.

All these performances prove that the Eternal Night Tomb and the old nerve are not on the same level at all!

Even, he is not worthy to be the opponent of the old nerve at all.

What's more, the old nerve still has the most crucial overwhelming strength.

But Yongye Will is still tirelessly trying to fight against the old nerves.

This shows that it must have some kind of confidence and reliance!

This reliance allows him to fight against it with one sentence, knowing that the old man is terrified.

"rely…"

"Ominous?"

At this moment, Ye Wuque contacted Jixiang again.

This possibility is obviously extremely high.

Ominous, it may be the existence behind Yongye's will.

And according to Brother Xiaosa, only one Jixiang has escaped now, and that is Yuannishen.

So, what about the rest?

Boom, boom, boom!

The earth shattered, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The running speed of the ancient corpse was extremely fast, and it was also unbelievably huge when it crossed the distance in one step.

Gradually, the surrounding void became darker and darker.

It's even scarier than the average shadow face!

Ye Wuque, who was hanging far behind, found that the surrounding environment was getting worse.

Eternal Night seems to have really come!

I can't see my fingers.

Following behind the ancient corpse seems to lead to the underworld.

finally.

When the speed of the ancient corpse began to slow down.

Between the sky and the earth ahead, there appeared an ancient mottled ruin that shone with inexplicable brilliance.

The power of Ye Wuque's virtual **** shone away.

It was immediately recognized that it was not an ordinary ruin, but a huge, complex, and indescribably ancient... Sacrifice Square!

The speed of the ancient corpse began to slow down.

Slower and slower.

When it finally reached the edge of the sacrificial square, the ancient **** corpse seemed to have lost all sources of power, and sat cross-legged on the spot with another bang.

Behind, above the void.

Ye Wuque also stopped.

At this moment, there was a look of surprise in Ye Wuque's eyes.

On the sacrificial square, the dark wind howled, and a cold and terrifying storm was sweeping.

But Ye Wuzhen could clearly see that there were countless strange creatures scattered over the entire sacrificial square.

All kinds of shapes, all kinds of strange things.

It seems to be crowded here.

Like all living beings!

All... kneel down!

It seems very pious!

In a trance, countless hymns and prayers can be heard resounding and chanting.

The only thing in common is that these kneeling mortal beings are wearing ancient clothes.

In addition, with the chanting and kneeling of countless strange creatures, a strange radiance radiated from the whole body...

The power of faith!

And in front of these countless strange creatures and all living beings, there stands a splendid high platform impressively.

The power of faith surged from all directions, all covering the high platform.

On that high platform, there was a figure sitting cross-legged!

The whole body blooms with brilliance!

All living beings bow down to this figure.

The astonishment in Ye Wuque's eyes, who was watching from afar, was already extremely intense!

He is no stranger to all this before him, even a little familiar, as if he has seen it before.

Surprisingly, it was almost... exactly the same as the first mural among the nine murals he had seen in the main hall in the time-space Changhanoi before!

No!

There is one big difference!

According to the first mural in the main hall, it is Brother Xiaosa who accepts the kneeling worship of all living beings!

And on the high platform in front of me, the one who receives the worship of countless strange creatures is...

At this time, under the general illumination of Ye Wuque's virtual **** power, he clearly saw a beautiful figure sitting cross-legged on the high platform...

Shen Nanzhi!

She sat there cross-legged, her eyes closed, her face dead, pale, expressionless, motionless, like a cold sculpture.

Ye Wuque suddenly felt extremely strange.

Could it be that the nine murals in the main hall, and everything recorded in them, will truly be... staged again in the tomb of Yongyetian?

Suddenly!

On the sacrificial square, the surging power of faith suddenly stagnated, and countless kneeling strange creatures turned their heads in unison at this moment!

In an instant, across the void, countless pairs of blood-red and dead eyes fell on Ye Wuque's body above the void for the first time!

This scene is really enough to make your scalp tingle and your whole body feel cold.

These countless strange creatures kneeling down discovered the existence of Ye Wuque!

Next moment!

Hiss!

Ho **** ho!

Among these strange creatures, some raised their heads suddenly and let out a strange and sharp hiss!

Very ear-piercing!

Whoosh!

Immediately, one after another, strange figures climbed up from the sacrificial square, and rushed towards Ye Wuque above the void as if they had gone berserk and out of control!

Like utter madness!

But amidst those sharp and ear-piercing hisses, an extreme...strange hope was unbelievably born?