Ascension

"The big tadpole is the heritage of the Holy Saint. I am very interested in it!"

On the low hillside, little Guagua pointed to the open golden door, dancing with anticipation.

Hua Zhu was not as lively as it, but he also carefully looked at the details, trying to use his own knowledge reserves to obtain more valuable clues.

"Requiem Mountain... I have never seen this term in the tribe's memoirs, and there is no information for reference..."

"But when it appeared, the sky and the earth were shaking. It must be a great opportunity in the tomb..."

Lord Yehan was silent.

The writing on the door frame is too old, and the blurred parts make it even more difficult to identify.

What is certain is the four words "Holy Heritage", bolded and enlarged, with traces of emphasis.

"Sir, you once said that the Holy Heritage is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. It is a very profound knowledge."

"Yes." Ye Hanjun nodded and said calmly:

"At the level of the Holy Fetus, most species will have difficulty in reproducing."

"But there are also some who don't care, especially holy spirits like dragons and demons. When their sexual desire rises, they can mate with anything they catch."

"As a result, the polarization situation is extremely clear."

"Some powerful saints who were glorious for a while put too much emphasis on the quality of their offspring. They only wanted pure blood and did not want branches. As a result, their inheritance may be cut off."

"And some mediocre saints, because of their massive sowing, as long as one lucky person is born among dozens or hundreds of deformed offspring, whether it is a return to their ancestors or a mutation to a stronger field, it will be an unimaginable reward."

Lord Yehan paused and sighed slightly:

"These - can all be called the 'Holy Heritage'."

"As long as we trace the origin of our bloodline, we will find that there was once a holy child who was called our ancestor. A little or all of them are related. Sometimes it means a huge distance, but sometimes it also means the same potential and hope."

"But this is Shura's tomb..." Hua Zhu hesitated.

"Yeah." Ye Hanjun knew what she wanted to express:

"The ancestors looked down upon Taici's holy heritage, so it is unlikely to be sealed, and it was specially left for the tribe to capture."

"I think it is at least a high-quality Holy Heritage, such as one who has given birth to a Holy Child within three generations, or an individual with high potential who is expected to personally ascend the Holy Child when it reaches great success, and is likely to be selected by him. "

"Quack~~~" Guagua became even more happy, "Could it be that the tadpole is going to find a new little friend!"

"If I can abduct a young sacred beast, Bengua will also be its guardian. Then I will shoulder the mission of my senior, which will be a heavy responsibility!"

"Don't have high expectations yet." Lord Ye Han knocked on Guagua's little head, "High-quality Holy Heritage, each with extraordinary abilities, how can it be so easy to catch."

"This is one of the tests specially set up by the ancestors. Be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years, and don't underestimate the enemy."

"Ben Gua knows!"

Guagua nodded like a pound of garlic, tugged on the corner of Ye Hanjun's clothes, and urged:

"This hourglass is almost leaking, and the door seems to have become illusory. Let's go in quickly. We can't miss the opportunity to encounter the sacred beast!"

……

"Den!"

Ye Hanjun took back the flower candle, hugged Guagua tightly, and crossed the golden gate in one step.

This time there was no weightlessness, no spinning.

It was like crossing from one world to another. One second it was sunny and windy, and the next second there was a dark wind and the screams of ghosts everywhere.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Hiss... Mi... Hu... Fu..."

A half-length ghost screamed and leaped from the top of the head, with its ferocious appearance of baring its teeth and claws, which would definitely scare children to tears.

A headless ghost emerged from the ground, holding the head of another lonely ghost in his hand. After stuffing it for a long time, he still couldn't place it on his neck. He sighed from nowhere, each one deeper and sadder than the other.

"Bet our glory and fight for freedom!!"

There was the sound of kicking footsteps overhead, and a nightmare horse wrapped in the black mist rushed down with a strange roar.

On its back, a burly knight sat steadily, revealing a face that was more handsome than a human being in a trance.

But when he really looked at it, what he saw was a group of cold ghosts exuding the aura of the netherworld. The soul gun in his hand soared into the sky, and the tip of the gun was pointed directly at the center of Ye Hanjun's eyebrows, and he stabbed it without any hesitation.

"Shh!"

Countless Yehan Lords were like frightened birds in the trees, flapping their demon wings and scattering in all directions.

The seductive gun named "Freedom Knight" stabbed into the smelly rotten soil, and a cloud of dirty blood exploded.

"The fire of freedom can start a prairie fire!"

"Fall down, evil man, I will bury your soul and give you a resting place!"

Emerald green flames suddenly burst out from the tip of the Freedom Riders' guns, roaring like a tiger, shooting four times in four directions, southeast, northwest and northwest.

More than 90% of the clones originating from the layers of phantoms were blown to pieces.

As for the position of the main body, Ye Hanjun suddenly stopped escaping.

He kicked the ground with his right foot, and when he turned around, his evil face, as cold as jade, had a look of unruly look that was shocking.

"Boom!"

A purple-black gemstone seat appeared under him.

Ye Hanjun had one foot hanging on the ground and the other foot on the chair. His elbows were propped on his knees, and his snow-white hair was dancing like crazy.

"Qiang!!"

The Freelancer riding the Nightmare Horse sprinted in front of him and fired a shot. The gemstone seat burst into light, and the invisible barrier perfectly blocked the power of the attack.

However, the skill called "Queen's Chair", while strengthening the defense, will in principle open up the charm field, attracting enemies to come closer involuntarily.

But the Freedom Riders believed in freedom and were actually immune to the charm. He clicked the soul gun three times, and the gem seat kept making cracking and cracking sounds.

"You are of the rank of the great master of heaven and earth, and you deserve to be commended for being able to fight like this with me."

Lord Yehan smiled coldly, his magatama eyes were like purple meteors breaking through the night. With a snap of his fingers, the giant shield golem and the talisman frog stood beside him.

"Kill it!"

A cold command without any hesitation.

The Talisman Frog took the lead in taking action, and a gray-white rope symbol lit up in his huge compound eyes. The Free Knight who was charging quickly suddenly slowed down, and even the swing of the soul gun became slow and dull.

Skill - Curse of Weakness!

Whether it is a body of flesh and blood or a ghostly body, as long as it is locked, the weakness will be unstoppable in a short period of time!

"boom!!"

After eating the magic core of the three-blade golem, the shield could not be completely healed, leaving a gap. The giant shield golem set up its shield and launched an attack with the momentum of moving mountains and seas.

It ran over the ghost body of the Freedom Rider fiercely. It seemed that there was no impact, but the ghost body of the Freedom Rider was at least 10% dimmed.

The so-called physical damage reduction of ghosts and ghosts will still be affected after encountering unreasonable and huge force.

"For the sake of freedom, I will fight to the death!"

"Uu! Uu! Uu!!"

The Freedom Riders raised their soul guns high and rushed at him again without hesitation.

Lord Yehan was sitting on the cracked throne. As soon as the soul gun burning with cold fire pierced the barrier, he stepped aside to let the tip of the gun pass, then inserted his sharp nails into the knight's eye sockets and crushed two eggs. Shaped translucent substance.

"For freedom, I will fight to the death!!"

"Tear!!"

Lord Yehan's heart-shaped tail emerged from his shoulder without any warning, piercing the Freedom Rider's brow like a dagger.

After stirring it back and forth a few times, the black fog gathered by the Free Knights gradually dispersed, and the arrogant shouts that seemed to occupy the righteousness also feebly dissipated in the air.

"pat-"

A piece of crystal clear soul jade fell down. Before it fell to the ground, Ye Hanjun raised his toes to catch it steadily.

Using his toes gently, the piece of jade fell into his hands. After crushing it hard, pure and violent soul power poured into his soul. He continuously used the Whip of Conquest to enslave the talisman frog's weakness and quickly drove it away. in vivo.

"It seems that the largest number of enemies in this secret realm are all related to the undead."

Lord Ye Han, who had recovered to over 90% of his health, looked into the distance, calm and calm.

The terrifying mountain that was still standing between heaven and earth earlier was now under his feet.

But he was probably at the foot of the mountain. The top of the mountain, completely shrouded in dark clouds, was like a giant holding the sky with his mouth wide open, silently frightening the demons and monsters within the area.

And where the sight can be clearly seen, the evil wind is raging, the ghost energy is wandering, and the evil spirits are chasing and killing each other, wailing, screaming, roaring... stabbing into the head all the time.

"It would be great if Grandpa Jue wakes up. Its attributes are the most resistant to being messed with by ghosts!"

Guagua opened his big bright eyes, taking in these spectacular scenes as if he was intoxicated.

"There are too many..."

Huazhu, who was summoned again, watched for a long time, with a cautious expression on his face:

"I have been promoted to a minor master of heaven and earth. I can cast wind spells and hopefully kill the dead souls of a minor master of heaven and earth."

"But these dead souls come in all kinds and have all kinds of strange skills. I can block one or two waves, but I can't block ten or hundreds of them."

Ye Hanjun nodded lightly, Hua Zhu repeatedly tempered and polished at the gate of life and death, and always knew the upper limit of his own combat power and the advantages and disadvantages of his bloodline. His judgment is the same, unless Juexian plays General's Resent and clears the area on a large scale.

If you want to climb mountains by other means, the difficulty is not ordinary.

"Go, go, go! Let the big iron goose take the lead!"

Guagua, who was waving his little hands, was still in high spirits.

"Will this great immortal be afraid of these spies and ghosts?"

The Great Goose Fairy, who was preening his feathers, raised his neck and said fearlessly:

"In the Hall of Fierce Ghosts, I have also accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with evil spirits."

"What kind of Requiem Mountain is this? If it is a paradise for the dead, I will make a big fuss and make it turn back into a tomb for the dead!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

A group of whirlpool ghosts operating whirlwinds floated over aimlessly.

The Great Goose smiled disdainfully, and the blood-red fighting energy was ignited. He smashed the whirlwind with a rice-shaped slash, and then nine consecutive rice-shaped slashes. The Uzumaki Ghost who laughed the loudest, the scattered soul body could no longer be healed, and just turned into a Holding the soul ashes scattered into the air.

"Proceed slowly. Once there are signs of fatigue, don't hold on. Go back to the contract space to rest."

Lord Ye Han was worried that the Goose Fairy would get in his way, and its sword skills would hit the ghost's body. After all, 90% of his 100% strength would be wasted, and the energy wasted far exceeds that of fighting against flesh and blood creatures.

"Don't worry, I know it well!"

The Great Goose laughed ferociously and pounced on the other whirlpool ghosts.

During the gap between opening and closing, Lord Ye Han unexpectedly discovered that it seemed to be adjusting its strength, trying to use less power to kill this type of species.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Great Immortal takes the lead, and the person in charge of the rear is the Giant Shield Golem.

The physique of the golem clan is so strange that they cannot heal their injuries on their own, and Guagua is helpless. He can only hunt the demon cores of his own clan and devour a certain amount to restore the giant shield to like new.

Fortunately, Lord Yehan doesn't care much about the gap in the shield now.

This is a team effort, not a solo effort.

As the highest level of the team, even in a mutilated state, the giant shield golem's ability to withstand beatings surpasses that of the Great Goose, so there is no need to worry at all.

"Tadpole, have you noticed it?"

"The wandering ghosts seem to be the embryos of heaven and earth. I haven't seen the Infinite Embryo yet!"

After traveling cautiously for several days, we finally found a resting area and raced against time to recover our strength.

Guagua jumped up and down, talking about what he had discovered in the past few days.

"Indeed."

Ye Hanjun thought:

"Maybe it's because there are no higher-level enemies at the current location."

"Perhaps this secret realm has restored the rules of competition at the same level, so there are so many evil ghosts, and the number puts huge pressure on the testers..."

"Roar!!"

A tiger's roar faintly reached his ears.

Ye Hanjun stood up suddenly and listened carefully. After a few seconds, he showed a strange look.

"Such a powerful tiger roar is unlikely to be a sound that a ghost can make."

"There...are there other living beings here?"

"Or am I not the only one with an intruder like me?"

Ye Hanjun sat down slowly and did not act rashly for the time being.

After several days of high-intensity fighting, what he needs most now is to adjust his condition, rather than taking risks when his condition is on the verge of rock bottom.

But what was quite surprising was that the roar of the tiger came from far away and slowly approached in his direction.

"We don't have time to erase the traces of our journey. It's normal for someone to find footprints or residual breath."

Ye Hanjun and Hua Zhu looked at each other. The latter had already heightened his vigilance and was ready to fight or flee at any time.

"Roar!!"

The roar of tigers shakes the mountains and forests, and the souls of the dead fall like birds in pieces.

The next moment, the ferocious beast's aura was greatly weakened, and a black light broke in from the outside, approaching the simple defensive barrier set up by Lord Yehan, and suddenly paused.

"I wonder which tribesman is resting here. Can you let me rest for a while?"

The black light gradually dimmed, and a white-haired old man with a tiger cub in his arms appeared on the edge of the petrification curse.

Lord Yehan walked out slowly. He was still in a dominant state, looking charming and noble, like a noble prince of dark descent.

"Are you...His Royal Highness Han Jun?"

The old man shook the long hair around his ears, and the rough fingers stroking the little tiger's head fell into a very brief stiffness.

"Ye Rusong?"

Ye Hanjun remembered this person.

In addition to the young people in their prime, there were also half of the old people who were on the verge of decay who entered Shura's tomb.

Their power levels are generally low. Even with the support of family resources, they still have not reached the 7th rank. Their actual status is far from being comparable to that of the young king.

"Hahaha, His Highness Lord Han actually remembered my name, I am deeply honored!"

After experiencing a brief surprise, the old man came back to his senses and said familiarly:

"There are too few safe areas in this mountain. I finally found one. I would like to ask Your Highness to be accommodating and lend me a small area to meditate and sleep soundly. I am very grateful!"

"please."

Ye Hanjun glanced at the little tiger cub, who was looking at him with fearful eyes.

This is not the holy heritage as imagined, but a dark attribute monster named "Evil Sound Tiger".

Although he has reached the perfection of heaven and earth in rank, he is two steps ahead of him.

However, the combat power at its peak still has room to deal with it. At present, the lips are dry, the energy and physical strength are completely exhausted, and the actual threat is ignored.

"Talisman Frog, cancel the curse."

"Ah..."

The gray curse was lifted bit by bit, Ye Rusong clasped his fists, then dragged his injured right leg and walked in step by step.

"It turns out to be a talisman frog. No wonder I am a little frightened and unwilling to cross the dividing line casually."

Ye Rusong, an old-hearted man, sat down on the stone pillar and said openly:

"Your Highness, there is no need to be afraid of me. I am self-aware and will not be an enemy of any young king."

"Entering Shura's Tomb, one is for the fragments of Shura's bow, the other is for the method of extending life, and the third is for breaking through to the 7th level. It's not necessary. I really don't want to cause any conflicts with any clan members."

"I hope so." Ye Hanjun said calmly, "If I remember correctly, you are a C-level "Dark Beast Master." "

"Now that we have entered this mountain range, what do you think of exchanging some information?"

"What's confusing, Your Highness?" Ye Rusong stopped applying the medicine and looked over with turbid eyes.

"What level are you active on, and how did you get here?" The first question Ye Hanjun asked was a bit sharp.

Starting from the 9th level, even the Young King will struggle.

He really couldn't believe that people like Ye Rusong, who believed in fighting to the death, could rush into the 11th level of adventure in a few short years.

"I have just arrived at Level 5."

"Suddenly the earth shook and a golden gate appeared not far away."

"After I got closer, I thought twice and decided to come in and give it a try."

Ye Rusong showed a look of surprise, and then said frankly:

"Some ancient books mentioned that there are probably a large number of spiritual treasures buried around the holy heritage to nourish their vitality."

"I know that my strength is average and I don't want to get involved in the high-quality holy heritage, but if I can get some life-extending treasures, I can last longer in this tomb."

"I entered from the 11th floor." Ye Hanjun whispered, "So, this is an opportunity to face a group of people."

"In addition to you and me, there will be many clan members who will come here unexpectedly."

"Your Highness has actually reached the 11th floor???"

Ye Rusong was stunned and couldn't help but marvel:

"I wonder if those young emperors can achieve this speed."

"But...it's actually better to face everyone."

"The undead that are all over the mountains and plains are really not the number that one person can kill."

"If the clan members work together, we will reach the top of the mountain faster."

"I just don't know which clan the Holy Heritage on the mountain top belongs to, and what is the purity of the bloodline... These factors will affect the greed of individual clan members." (End of this chapter)