Fantasy: It turns out that I have become Immortal

That mixed-race god race, is it really as Yaotian said in the previous message, it is almost perfect?" Emperor Shun Yaoze asked.

"Of course, otherwise, how could it attract those old guys who have been following Prince Yaotian." Feng Muyun nodded.

"These damned guys have been in my God Realm for a long time, I'm afraid they have forgotten who is the master of this God Realm." Emperor Shun Yaoze said with a gloomy expression.

"My lord, the mixed-blood protoss have been lost, and the materials for making the mixed-blooded protoss have been exhausted. As for the cultivation process of the mixed-blooded protoss, I have reported it without any omission. I don't know that my lord is here this time, in addition to verifying Yao Tian. The death of the prince, but there are other things?" Feng Muyun asked.

Emperor Shun Yaoze then threw a ring, and said: "In this, there are all the materials that Brother Yaotian brought last time, and they are doubled. You refer to the process of the last time and re-cultivate it again. It will be cultivated at the same time, both here and in the capital, and I hope to cultivate it successfully again, this time, you must keep all the details intact."

Feng Muyun held the ring in his hand, his expression was a bit complicated, but he knew that Lin Mubai had just used up a batch of heaven and earth treasures, and now they are short of materials for cultivation. Oh, this Protoss, it was really delivered on time.

Now, Feng Muyun has already boarded Lin Mubai's pirate ship. Emperor Shun, Yao and Tian have all been killed. There is really no turning back. There is only one way to go to the end. If he reports Lin Mubai, then Lin Mubai and the others will leave. As a result, his Gale Clan was in trouble, and now, he can only go dark with Lin Mubai all the time.

"This is one of the things, and there is another thing." Emperor Shun Yaoze said with a smile.

Feng Muyun came back to his senses: "Sir, what else is there?"

Emperor Shun Yaoze said, "I have some personal affairs in this trip, I don't know if Fenghou is willing to help me."

Feng Muyun didn't speak, he quietly looked at the Emperor Shun Yaoze in front of him, the Emperor Shun Dynasty wanted to mobilize the princes, they all needed official documents, now, Emperor Shun Yaoze obviously did not have the official documents of the dynasty, but he wanted to mobilize Yang Yang. Real-level powerhouses help.

There are many princes in the Emperor Shun Dynasty, and the strength of Emperor Shun Yaoze in front of him is only average among the many princes. Feng Muyun does not intend to have too much relationship with him, so he is considering how to reject him.

Emperor Shun Yaoze saw that Feng Muyun was silent, and his heart moved. Damn, these foreign princes are all arrogant and arrogant. They have long forgotten that this is the dynasty of my emperor Shun. With the enthusiasm on his face, he explained: "Fenghou, this time I got a clue of a god's tomb. If Fenghou is willing to help me, I only need one thing, other treasures, whatever Fenghou chooses."

"The tomb of the gods?" Feng Muyun's heart moved when he heard the tomb of the gods. It is estimated that the tomb of the gods that can be watched by Emperor Shun Yaoze will not be simple. "Do you know which one left it?"

Emperor Shun Yaoze shook his head: "I don't know, but according to the clues I have obtained, this tomb of the gods has existed for at least 80,000 years, and it is very likely that there is the blood of the ancestors. I am here to ask for a drop, the blood of the ancestors."

"Ancestral spirit blood?" Feng Muyun nodded solemnly.

The Protoss have existed for millions of years, and the Protoss who have risen from the beginning to dominate the God Realm are called ancestral gods. They have experienced thousands of years of cultivation, and their realm is simply unpredictable. To ordinary Protoss, a drop of their blood and essence is nothing but an ancestral god. It's a huge opportunity.

No wonder this Emperor Shun Yaoze invited Feng Muyun so warmly, and Feng Muyun was a little pondered, but he must go to explore the tomb of the gods. There is still a great god living in his princely mansion, Lin Mubai.

Feng Muyun nodded and said, "Sir, why don't you stay in my Dafeng City for two days, how about I think about it?"

Emperor Shun Yaoze nodded, not afraid that he would think about it, but that he would not be moved.

Three days later, a huge Tiangong rose into the sky.

In the side hall on the side of the Tiangong, Feng Muyun was explaining to Lin Mubai and others the huge role of ancestral spirit blood.

"Does this kind of thing work for other races besides the God Race?" asked the Emperor Haoyang.

Feng Muyun shook his head: "The blood of the ancestral spirit can only be used by the Protoss. Except for the Protoss, if other races dare to use it, they will definitely explode and die."

"Then, can the Half-Blood Protoss be used?" Lin Mubai asked.

Feng Muyun was stunned for a moment: "This, I really don't know, after all, the perfect mixed-blood protoss has only appeared once, so it's really hard to say."

"Then grab it and give it a try. If it works, then maybe we will have a strong fighter soon." Lin Mubai said with a smile.

"Sir, what will this Emperor Shun Yaoze do this time? Do you want to find a chance to overtake him?" The old abbot asked with a smile.

"Look, I have already become an Emperor Shun Yaotian. If I don't make trouble for this Emperor Shun Yaoze, I'd better keep it. I won't cause unnecessary trouble." Lin Mubai shook his head.

"Fenghou, we are here." The voice of Emperor Shun Yaoze came in.

The expressions of several people changed, and they put on a black robe one by one.

Feng Muyun took a few people out of the side hall and stood on the huge square in front of the Tiangong.

Emperor Shun Yaoze glanced at Lin Mubai and the others behind Feng Muyun, then pointed down with a smile and said, "This is where the tomb of the gods is located."

Below, a thousand-mile mountain range stretches all the way. The mountain range is huge, the trees are deep, the damp mist rises, and the roar of monsters is heard from time to time.

Feng Muyun looked at the huge mountain range below and frowned slightly: "There doesn't seem to be anything special here."

Emperor Shun Yaoze nodded: "Although this mountain range looks ordinary, it actually hides a great formation. This is my second time here."

"Oh, didn't you succeed last time?" Feng Muyun asked with a light smile.

"The last time I came here in a hurry, I didn't get in at all, so I found a few people. This time, it's up to a few people to help." Emperor Shun Yaoze looked at the people behind him. Including Feng Muyun, Emperor Shun This time, Yaoze invited a total of four princes, all of whom were strong in the realm of Yang.

The Tiangong suddenly fell into the huge mountain range, and several people followed Emperor Shun Yaoze towards the depths of the mountain range.

"Sir, this mountain range is a bit strange." The old abbot said in a voice transmission.

"What?" Lin Mubai asked.

"Where the mountain is located, the terrain is rising, the sun is shining, and the water vapor is rising, like a giant dragon about to take off, raising its head." The old abbot said.

"This shows that this mountain range is in a good position, and the tomb of the gods has chosen a good position." Emperor Haoyang said.

"Bah, you know shit." The old abbot said coldly: "Of course, the cemetery must be a shaded place. It's a good place. Anything is good, but it's not suitable for a cemetery. Besides." The old abbot frowned slightly. Slightly wrinkled, countless runes flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Furthermore, this place and the Buried Bone Mountains actually have a similar meaning."