Peach Fortune Ring

"Sister, are you alright?"

Song Yan asked with concern.

The Red Moon God King said: "I'm fine. Fortunately, you lent me the short sword to show off your power. Otherwise, I will not escape the fate of being turned into a stone statue. Let's go!"

A group of people flew for a day and settled in a valley. Song Yan set up a large formation, while the Red Moon God King helped the Xueyang God King and the Silver Wing God King out of trouble.

After a few hours.

With the help of the Red Moon God King, they finally broke through the stone skin on the surface and escaped from it, but it took a lot of damage to them. Fortunately, they all carried various elixirs on them.

Even so, it took them three days to recover.

The King Xueyang, who had recovered as before, said: "The mutated undead used the original magical power! If you guessed correctly, he became so powerful after taking the original power. If he can capture it, he will definitely be able to Extract a lot of original power!"

Hearing the original power, the eyes of the Scarlet Moon God King and the Silver Wing God King lit up.

"But with the three of us, we are no match for him at all!"

The silver-winged god is king.

"Indeed!" The Chiyue God King nodded approvingly: "The strength of that mutated undead is very close to that of the God Emperor, and it can be called a half-step God Emperor, and even more afraid of having that terrifying original magical power, no matter how many There are a few people who can do nothing about it!"

"Humans have weaknesses. Although that mutated undead is powerful, there may be no way to deal with him!" Song Yan believed in himself, and he had already learned the whole story from the Red Moon God King.

"Cut, you can brag, even my father can't do anything about it, what can you think of!" Sikong Mingyue on the side started to argue again.

"Mingyue, don't mess around!" God King Xueyang scolded.

"Then let's make a bet!"

Song Yan looked at Sikong Mingyue playfully.

"I don't want to bet with you!"

"Don't you dare!" Song Yan pouted.

Sikong Mingyue said angrily: "Who says you can't, how do you want to bet?"

Song Yan looked at her and said, "Well, just bet on whether I can think of a way to deal with that mutant undead. If I think of it and kill it successfully, I win, and you will have to be my maid for a hundred years in the future. If I lose, how about being your servant for a hundred years?"

Hearing this, Sikong Mingyue became hesitant.

"So, don't you dare!" Song Yan sneered.

"So what if I don't dare?"

Sikong Mingyue still did not dare to agree, she had bet with Song Yan twice, but lost both times, so this time she will definitely not be fooled easily.

"Hehe! In fact, I don't have much confidence!"

Song Yan smiled and said.

"……you……!"

Sikong Mingyue was furious about it.

"Okay little brother, don't make a fuss, it's important, what can you do?" Chi Yue Shenwang asked.

"Trouble you to catch a few dead spirits at the upper level of the gods!" Song Yan said.

"it is good!"

Soon, the three god kings captured nine upper god-level necromancers into the formation.

With a thought, Song Yan had a fist-sized crimson force in his hand, and he directly took out a ball as big as his little finger and punched it into the body of one of the dead spirits.

"Roar! Roar!"

The undead let out a painful roar, and immediately exploded.

The crimson power as big as a thumb needs at least ten souls of the upper god level necromancers to be extracted.

then.

Song Yan took out another thumb-sized ball and signaled the Red Moon God King to wrap it up with divine power and send it into the body of one of the dead spirits.

That crimson energy was extremely destructive. It took only half an hour to break through the divine power of the Scarlet Moon God King, and then merged into the body of the undead. Then, the undead also exploded and died.

Song Yan said: "If we capture a large number of god-level undead, and then plant this strange power in their bodies, and then drive them into that city, if the mutant undead swallows them, we Let these forces erupt in its body, even if it cannot be killed, it will be damaged!"

The Xueyang God King said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it won't work. That mutated undead has already produced wisdom. If we use divine power to wrap that energy, it will definitely discover the clues!"

"It's okay, I have a way, let him swallow it!"

Song Yan said confidently that his chaotic power is of great benefit to any living being, as long as he wraps that power with chaotic power, there is no reason for the other party not to swallow it.

King Xueyang nodded: "If this is the case, you can try this method!"

Song Yan said: "Okay, I'll collect this energy first, and you guys go to catch more dead spirits at the upper level of gods!"

Next, the three god kings went around arresting the dead spirits of the upper god level, while Song Yan frantically absorbed the crimson power from the air and refined it from the chaotic vortex.

Ten days later, after refining day and night, he actually refined a group of crimson power as big as a house.

He still didn't believe that so much crimson power couldn't kill that mutated undead.

[Author's digression]: The third update is complete

The first thousand 950 nine chapters of the mountain

a few days later.

Song Yan and his party quietly came to the vicinity of the city where the mutated undead existed.

Last time, some undeads could be seen around the city, but now, none of the undeads can be seen. It is estimated that the mutated undeads also consumed a lot last time, devouring these undeads to replenish.

The red energy extracted these days was divided into thousands of parts by Song Yan, and then wrapped in a thin layer of chaotic power and sent to a thousand dead spirits at the upper level of gods.

At the same time, these undead were controlled by the three Red Moon God Kings.

"Let the undead go in!"

Song Yan said in a deep voice.

So, with a wave of their hands, the three of them released a thousand undead spirits and controlled them to float over the city.

"Roar!"