"Is this the peak state like the Strange Corpse Dharma King..."

Looking at the cracked strongest defensive state of the Golden Bell Cover, Fang Zheng's face condensed.

The original Strange Corpse Dharma King failed to recover, not in his peak period, and his strength was already so terrifying.

Now his cultivation has improved greatly.

When facing a true peak state at that level, you can only block one move.

If the opponent really takes action seriously, it is still unknown whether he can safely block the second move...

Fang Zheng began to refer to this level temporarily as a pseudo-day tour envoy.

It means that the strongest night tour is the day tour, and it is only one step away from the day tour.

The reason why Fang Zheng dared to fight the gravekeeper's nest was because a few months ago, Butcher Zhang entered and exited the seventy-two gates of hell.

So this gave him an illusion.

Butcher Zhang is a night traveler in the underworld. He can enter and exit easily and come and go freely, which makes him feel that a tomb guardian is just such an illusion.

But he guessed wrongly.

It’s just that if you’re not a tombkeeper!

But!

Butcher Zhang is too strong!

Even the Shanshan King in front of him could not keep Butcher Zhang! So he had no way to kill in and out several times!

Fang Zheng began to have a clearer understanding of Butcher Zhang's strength.

"Is it also a fake Japanese tour...?"

Next, Fang Zheng changed his breath in his body, put away the golden bell cover very poorly, and sacrificed his qi and blood.

At this time, his right arm holding the knife also returned to its full size.

The 109 headless evil spirits that temporarily drilled into the arm were pulled back into the ghost-headed sword by a series of ropes.

Anyway, I can't beat it.

If the other party really wants to kill him, he has already taken action.

"Hmm? The underworld?"

"The breath of your sword is a bit strange. It is said that it is an underworld weapon but it doesn't look like an underworld weapon. I can't see through the true origin of your sword..."

The King of Zhenshan seemed to be able to ignore the darkness. Seeing all the strange phenomena on Fang Zheng's body, the old voice was in the corpse cave like a forest hell, and he exclaimed with a slight thought.

"Just like your strength, I can't see the reality of the truth in you. Your way of cultivation seems to be different from that of us practitioners. There is no spiritual power on your body, and the spiritual energy fluctuates..."

"What a strange combination of strange people and strange swords..."

Fang Zheng did not answer the question of Zhenshan King. He knew in his heart whether the ghost-headed sword was an underworld weapon.

Fang Zheng stood calmly, and he asked without answering a question: "You are the strongest king in the seventy-two gates of hell, the king of Zhenshan?"

silence.

"If you don't include the things in the tomb of the Shanshen, it's exactly." Zhenshan King did not shy away, and his old voice was filled with unquestionable confidence.

That is the confidence from the pseudo-day tour envoy.

The first round of spiritual energy recovery of the pseudo-Japanese tour is indeed the strongest combat power of the pseudo-Japanese tour envoy.

"The Mausoleum of the Mountain God? Is there really a mountain god buried here?" Fang Zheng's eyes were filled with surprise in the dark corpse cave.

The old voice of Zhenshan King admitted without hesitation: "It can be said so."

It seemed that he didn't want to mention the mountain god too much. After the Zhenshan King finished speaking, he immediately changed the subject: "Young man, have you decided? Which coffin here has been selected?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue spiritual ball rose into the air.

It directly illuminated the corpse hole in front of you.

Including the three intact coffins.

The red painted wooden coffin was originally four-piece intact, but after Fang Zheng broke it, there are only three-piece red painted wooden coffins left.

The three lipstick lacquered wooden coffins in front of me were all closed, and the coffin of Zhenshan King was not opened.

The King of Zhenshan has been lying in the coffin and has not appeared.

Without seeing the true face of Zhenshan King, the square eyes were a little disappointed.

"Before this, can I be curious to ask a question?"

"you say."

The old sound that had previously sounded in the corpse cave was indeed from the red painted wooden coffin where the King of Zhenshan was located.

It is also one of the two darkest coffins in the corpse cave.

Fang Zheng: "The King of Zhenshan is really so kind, should I take the initiative to help me?"

silence.

One second, two seconds passed... Fang Zheng kept waiting quietly and did not take the initiative to speak out.

Finally, after more than ten seconds of silence, the old voice of Zhenshan King came from the lipstick lacquered wooden coffin again.

"I know who I only saw it in whom I have grown up to the peak of the night tour at the later stage?"

Zhenshanwang cannot see through Fang Zheng's strength.

I mistakenly regarded Fang Zheng as the peak of the later stage.

Because the strength shown by Fang Zheng is indeed very deceptive.

In fact, Fang Zheng really counts that his current strength is just entering the middle stage of the Night Tour Envoy, but he has already reached the level of killing the Night Tour Envoy at a later stage.

Even with all his strength, he gave Zhenshanwang the illusion that night tours were the peak of the later stage.

Fang Zheng did not explain anything to himself. Everyone must have one or several trump cards to settle down.

Fang Zheng continued to wait for Zhenshanwang to talk.

Sure enough, Zhenshanwang quickly replied: "Above the sun tour!"

"Above the sun tour?" This time, Fang Zheng's expression finally became sober.

"Does it refer to the realm above the sun tour? What is the realm above the sun tour?"

Fang Zheng has been hiding this question for a long time.

The King of Zhenshan replied slowly: "Shenzang, night tour and day tour are collectively called Yin Shen. Yin Shen is both a collective name of the three, and can be taken out as an independent realm."

"The Yin God is the only foundation for fighting against the mountain god."

"People always respectfully call me the King of Zhenshan, which does not come from the awe of my realm, but from the fact that I am one of the old antiques that have survived from the time of the mountain god. Later generations have long forgotten the past history in their comfort. The meaning of the existence of these old antiques is to let future generations never forget history."

"Only we old antiques can clearly understand the horror of the mountain god!"

"So, every Yin God and potential seed are our hope!"

"Young man, have you ever seen hope? Hope is a bud that is about to bloom. Even if it is small, it contains endless power!"

After hearing what Zhenshan King said, Fang Zheng was secretly surprised.

From that era of the mountain god?

Isn’t it said that the King of Zhenshan is at least a thousand years old?

This really confirms the words of the thousand-year-old turtle...

Unfortunately, no matter how much Fang Zheng asked or how he asked about the secrets about the mountain god, the King of Zhenshan would no longer talk about the mountain god.

"This world has been silent for too long. Perhaps, there will be no second round of spiritual energy recovery in the future... The concentration of spiritual energy is not enough, and the rules of this world are not complete, and the sleeping mountain god will never recover..."

The King of Zhenshan, who had not appeared, seemed to have nothing to say, but he was unwilling to mention this matter again, and then asked Fang Zheng to start choosing the coffin directly.
Chapter completed!