Ancestral local tyrant system

Driven by the fear instinct, the undead below the controller level all scattered and fled, leaving only those powerful undead who are still reluctant to leave.

One of the instincts of the undead is to devour powerful energy. Whether it is flesh and blood energy or the source of the universe, it is the "food" they love very much.

The other warriors all shielded their own power. At this time, the ancient god chariot with full energy is a shining mark. It is telling the undead that there is a big meal in this place.

The more advanced the undead are, the more demanding they are for energy. If they consume enough energy, maybe one day they will be transformed and promoted, or even give birth to spiritual wisdom, and it may not be impossible to become a true undead creature!

Therefore, such a huge amount of energy is undoubtedly a fatal attraction for the higher undead!It is impossible for them to leave here.

"Brother Lin, what are you doing? You don't want to go out to fight these undead people? Don't mess around!" Ziman immediately stepped forward to persuade him.

It is true that Lin Zhengying has a good hand in dealing with the undead, and it can be easily solved even when facing such a large-scale undead group, but this is all with the help of the ancient god chariot.

Once he leaves the chariot of the ancient gods, his realm of only transcendence, even if he can deal with the undead of the noble level, is already very valuable, but there are more than a dozen king-level undeads around him. With this strength, he might be dead as soon as he goes out.

"Yes, Brother Lin, let's just wait for rescue. Maybe your civilized people will come here to look for you if you haven't heard from you for too long? We don't need to take this risk!"

"Impossible, no one will come to rescue me, because I ran away from home and came here alone, and no one knows that I am here!" Fang Jueyu said, "Well, don't stop me, I will tell you When I was learning Taoism in Maoshan, cutting this kind of things was the same as cutting melons and vegetables. Keep your eyes open, learn and look good."

Fang Jueyu took out a palm-sized yellow paper from his body, and then took out a can of red powder stored in an extremely delicate wooden box. These two things seem to be unusual objects, just like this ancient god chariot. There is an ancient atmosphere.

"What kind of paper is this? I'm afraid it has a history of tens of millions of years, right? It hasn't rotted yet?" Moza looked at the yellow paper curiously.

"This is Dao Wenjian!" Fang Jueyu answered with a glance at him.

"This is Dao Wenjian?" As a rune master, even if you haven't seen Dao Wenjian, you must have heard of this thing.

This is a Dao pattern carrier made with a very complicated process. It must be an extremely high, deep and powerful Dao pattern that can be used for Dao pattern recognition. In Jian, the power can be magnified ten times a hundred times!

Only because the age is too old, the craftsmanship of the Dao Wenjian has also been lost along with the disappearance of the Dao Wen, and only a small amount of records can be found in those extremely ancient books.

"Then this powder..."

"In the language of cosmic civilization, this thing is called soul-saving sand," Fang Jueyu said to Moza. "Today I will give you a free lesson. How much you can learn depends on your own comprehension."

Fang Jueyu dipped his finger with an unknown liquid, then dipped it on the red powder, and then drew on the Dao Wenjian.

"Is this really possible?" Xilena asked in a low voice next to Moza. She didn't know why. The more she looked at Lin Zhengying, the more she looked like a sacred stick, and her whole body revealed a sense of gods and gods. The breath, anyway, does not look like a normal person.

"If this is really Dao Wenjian, the performance of Brother Lin will definitely open our eyes to us in a while!" Moza knew very well that it would only be used for that kind of large-scale war or when dealing with some top powerhouses. You can imagine how terrifying its power is.

"What an eye-opener, I think he is mostly whimsical and crazy!" Xilena said irritably.

"Wow!" At this moment, Er Gouzi suddenly roared violently, and the target of its barking was not others, but its owner Fang Jueyu!

Fang Jueyu was holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and the expression on his face was even a bit wretched.

"Er Gouzi, don't be afraid, just use your lost blood, you should just scratch a little skin, just one drop!" Fang Jueyu calmed Er Gouzi's emotions.

"Wow! (Not a drop)" Although I have been with Fang Jueyu for so many years, Er Gouzi has always been treated like an emperor. When did he get a knife?Not even Fang Jueyu?

"Wow (you don't come here)!"

"Er Gouzi, I have raised you for so many years, so I only use a little bit of your blood. Don't be so stingy!" Fang Jueyu continued to approach step by step, "Black dog blood is an artifact to restrain the undead. I will try it. It is a great experiment, and your contribution will be recorded in the annals of history!"

"Wang! (Get off)" After spending so many years with Fang Jueyu, his urinary sex has already been clearly felt.

Er Gouzi trembled, and the hair on his body immediately began to change. After a while, he changed from a black dog to a white dog.

"Bow! (I am not a black dog anymore, my blood is useless!)" Er Gouzi felt complacent for his wit.

"Ayo, I have a bad temper, you green tea dog still give me a scheming?" Fang Jueyu immediately went up and held Er Gouzi.

The former Ergouzi was better than him. He had no choice but to take the Ergouzi, but the current Ergouzi was only a half-step transcendant, and he was no longer Fang Jueyu's opponent.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! (killed the dog)"

"Hey!" Fang Jueyu took a dagger and swiped Er Gouzi's leg lightly, then took out a small vessel and took a small pot of blood.

"What the hell is he doing? Isn't he making runes? Why did he suddenly do something with his pet?"

"He must be a lunatic! He gets crazy and even cuts his own dog!"

They thought that Fang Jueyu would start dealing with the undead outside, but he inexplicably slashed his own dog first. Could this be the ruthless man of the divine civilization?Don't let your own people go crazy?

"Okay! Don't be so wronged, what is the difference between this bit of blood for you and being bitten by a mosquito?" The moment after receiving the blood, Ergouzi's wound has healed, but his eyes are thick. Of grievances.

"Okay, okay, when things are over here, can I take you to a big meal?"

"Wow! (This is almost the same)"

Er Gouzi, who got Fang Jueyu's promise, smiled with joy.

"Food!" Fang Jueyu laughed, and then sprinkled a few drops of Ergouzi's blood on the Dao Wenjian with the runes just described.

As if a chemical reaction had taken place, the red soul-suppressing sand and the dog's blood combined together, unexpectedly bloomed with purple fluorescence, and even a powerful force was brewing on this rune. This amazing power suddenly Attracted everyone's attention.

"This power..." Ziman can feel that once the power on this pattern is released, even he may not be able to hold it!

Fang Jueyu gripped the yellow paper in his hand tightly, and the unique cosmic source force in his body rushed into the runes on the yellow paper, "Hehehe, this is the sweet breath of metaphysics!"