Chapter 1131 Snake Tomb, the Demonic Core
reached the end of this huge space, and a huge bronze door also appeared in front of the three people. The bronze door was a thousand feet high, with runes spreading on it, forming a huge, roaring up to the sky, as if to The serpent that swallowed the moon.
Yao Ming stopped in front of the gate, his face became heavy, and he said in a deep voice: "Inside is the core area of this snake tomb, in which are buried many seniors of my Nine Netherland Nether Python Clan. Even my father was buried in it."
"Brother Yaoming, my condolences." Xiao Heng said softly.
"Don't worry, we Warcraft don't have such inseparable feelings for our father. In fact, in my childhood, I didn't see my father a few times at all. For the few times, my father rarely looked like him. Just like your human father, I gave you hugs. Now many years have passed, and I have almost forgotten what my father looked like." Yao Ming said softly, as if he didn't care. In fact, most of the fathers of Warcraft are like this, even if they are Yao Ming, when one day his heir speaks out, he will most likely be like that.
However, this does not mean that Yao Ming's father doesn't love him, it's just that this is the case with the Warcraft and the Nine Netherworld Python clan.
"Okay, that's a lot of nonsense. Brother Xiao Heng, I'll take you in to get your things right now...!"
After saying that, Yao Ming looked at the giant door, fighting energy gushed out from his fingertips, and his fingertips were scratched, and blood was mixed with fighting energy. The changing lines of his handprints formed mysterious runes one after another. One day, a special rune snake appeared. As Yao Ming's last handprint fell, he completely rushed into the gate.
"Gate of Nine Netherworlds, Tomb of the Earth Python, open...!"
With a low cry, all the runes rushed into the gate, and as the big snake totem on the gate lit up, with a creak, the gate slowly opened.
Xiao Heng looked at Yao Ming's movements and his eyes flickered slightly. It was not that he had any evil intentions towards this place, but Yao Ming's method of opening the door was not very complicated. It could even be said that it took a long time. Even without this method, He can still use other methods to open it.
However, to open this door, apart from this method, the most important thing is the blood of the Nine Netherland Nether Python Clan. Without the blood of the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan, even if there is a very advanced method, I am afraid it will not be able to open it. This door.
I have no interest in the snake tomb of the Jiuyou Earthly Nether Python Clan, but the Celestial Demon Phoenix Clan is hostile anyway, so there is no need to talk about morality. Moreover, if nothing else happens, the other talent in his three-talent formation may also want to Landed in the clan tomb of Tianyaohuang.
As for whether there will be anything he needs in there...?
Well, there's no way Tianyaohuang and the others would not let their ancestors rest in peace, and then take out their magic cores and use them themselves after death! Even the Jiuyou Earth Python, which doesn't have so many rules, can't do this, let alone the Sky Demon Phoenix clan, which has strict rules.
The door opened slowly, not all the way, but it was enough for a few people to enter.
As the door opened, a far colder aura rushed towards his face than before. The moment this special aura rushed out, Xiao Heng seemed to hear the roars of big snakes, a big snake in the sky. It was a domineering and awe-inspiring scene.
However, this was only due to the sudden impact of the too strong aura of the Nine Netherworld Python. In just an instant, Xiao Heng returned to normal, and so did Qing Lin.
"Brother Xiao Heng, please come in!" Opening the door and feeling the strong aura left by the many seniors, Yao Ming stopped joking and became serious.
Xiao Heng nodded slightly, and the three of them entered together. As soon as they entered the door, a wild and extremely rich aura of the Nine Netherworld Python came to their faces. The faint air filled the space here, making people unconscious. Feeling heavy.
The big snake dies, but its power is still there.
Here, there is still a huge space, but the space here is much larger than the outside. In this huge space, in the main hall, the bones are at least a thousand feet tall, and the shining The magic core, that light, is like a star.
Compared with the outside, the number here is a little smaller, but there are still hundreds of them. However, among these hundreds of corpses, the worst one may have been a one-star fighting saint during his lifetime.
In front of the mountains of white bones, huge monuments stood. On them, the name of the big snake behind was recorded, as well as the contributions it had made to the Jiuyou Earth Python Clan.
To be honest, compared to human tombs, the tombs here are a bit too sloppy, but in fact, at this level, even if you die, you probably don’t care much about these things, and what’s more, Warcraft! That's understandable.
"These are all the powerful men of our Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan, including the past generations of clan leaders of the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan. Most of them are also here." Yao Ming explained in a deep voice, and then led Xiao Heng and the two of them to Go inside.
"Brother Xiao Heng, don't look at there are so many magic cores here, but most of them may not be as hard as a stone. Time is too long. If there were no special protection methods in this tomb, these bones would have turned into Ashes." "I don't know how much energy the magic core still has, but it must have lost a lot of energy
, so strictly speaking, the Xiao Heng brothers lost in this transaction." "We are not afraid of losing some energy, as long as the source does not lose too much.
The more you do, the better. As for suffering a loss, I don’t think I suffered a loss." Xiao Heng said, moving forward, his eyes sweeping over the huge bones and the seemingly shining magic cores.
Yao Ming is right, don't look at these things still shining, but the energy in them has been lost. If you have to say it, the value is probably about the same as a gem. Of course, it may have more commemorative significance. After all, even if the energy is lost Yes, this is also the magic core of a ninth-level magic beast.
"Brother Xiao Heng, as long as you don't mind." Yao Ming said, quickly walked to a huge snake bone, glanced at the tombstone, and said, "This is it." After saying this, Yao Ming stretched out his hand, and
that Above the big snake's head, the shining magic core fell into his hands.
And after the magic core was taken away by Yao Ming, the luster on the white bones also dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without the nourishment of the magic core energy, this white bone would probably weather much faster than the other bones. few.
Handing the magic core to Xiao Heng, Yao Ming said: "Brother Xiao Heng, let's see if it's suitable first. If it's not suitable, I'll think of a way." "Thank you!" Xiao Heng nodded, took the magic core, and explored the soul
power came out, sensing the energy in it, and on this demon core, an extremely majestic energy was released, and the heavy pressure spread out, but these were of no use to Xiao Heng.
The soul power surged out majestically, suppressing all the coercive energy in an instant. However, a lot of energy in this demonic core was lost. Otherwise, Xiao Heng would not be able to suppress it so easily.
"It is indeed a five-star fighting saint level magic core. It has even stepped half into the six-star level. Unfortunately, a lot of energy has been lost." Sensing the condition of this magic core, Xiao Heng looked calm, but he was not too happy. But then I thought about it, the five-star Dou Sheng is about to step into the magic core left by the six-star Dou Sheng monster, and the level is just enough. As for the energy, I will use other methods to make up for it. Thinking of this, Xiao There was still a smile on Heng's face, and he said: "But it's enough."
"Brother Xiao Heng, as long as he is satisfied." Yao Ming said with a smile: "Speaking of which, this magic core still belongs to my second grandfather, but I was like this at the time. The second grandpa also competed with my grandpa for the clan leader and used some despicable methods, but in the end he lost. However, grandpa still made the decision to let him enter the snake tomb after his death. Otherwise, it would not be qualified to enter here. And according to records, this person was indeed a top powerhouse with half a foot in the Six-Star Fighting Saints during his lifetime."
"By the way, Brother Xiao Heng, this is the demon core of that bitch Yao Xiaotian. Although it was only a one-star fighting saint when it was alive, fortunately it has not lost much energy and it should be able to play some role." After saying that, Yao Ming also did the same
. He took out another magic core from the ring and handed it to Xiao Heng.
"This time, I really want to thank you, Brother Yaoming." Xiao Heng was not polite and happily took the magic core from Yao Xiaotian.
Looking at Xiao Heng, Yao Ming seemed to have suddenly made a decision in his heart. He took out the Nine Nether Snake Staff from the Najie, then moved his hand seals, took out a jade bottle, and dropped a drop of dark blood essence into the jade bottle. in a bottle.
"This is the purest blood essence of our clan, brother Xiao Heng, don't blame me for being stingy, it's really...!" Yao Ming said, and handed these two drops of blood essence to Xiao Heng rather painfully.
Nowadays, the Nine Netherworld Python clan is declining, and the blood in the body is gradually thinning. However, these two drops of the purest blood essence, if used on a snake from the Nine Netherworld Python clan, are enough to turn an ordinary snake into a snake. A genius, and now, he is actually willing to give two drops to Xiao Heng, which shows that he is indeed sincere to Xiao Heng.
"This...!" As a result, Xiao Heng felt a little embarrassed. He also knew about the Jiuyou Earth Nether Python Clan. These two drops of blood essence may be no less valuable to Yao Ming than that of the Demon Saint. Essence and blood.
"Brother Xiao Heng, there is no need to be polite to me. Although your life-saving grace is precious, it is nothing compared with my life." Looking at Xiao Heng, Yao Ming pretended to be generous, but in fact His heart was bleeding. If he could, he would rather give Xiao Heng a few drops of his heart's blood than give this blood essence.
Looking at the blood essence in the jade bottle, Xiao Heng was silent for a moment. He really needed this thing, and Yao Ming's actions really moved him.
However, now, he doesn't seem to have much to offer.
Taking the jade bottle, sealing the two magic cores and sealing them in the ring, Xiao Heng thought about what he could give as a gift in return. However, although he had many good things, they were not suitable. However, suddenly, During this time, he suddenly remembered something. That thing might be of great use to Yao Ming now.
"Little Grass God, are you there?"
(End of this chapter)