(Supplementary Chapter 2!)

As the most powerful treasure, Liuluan Palace is far from being controlled by Ye Feng. However, as the owner of Liuluan Palace, some basic functions can still be used without any effort.

For example, this function he is using now.

At this moment, Ye Feng was sitting leisurely on the chair of Liuluan Hall, holding popcorn in one hand and throwing it into his mouth and chewing it, but his eyes fell on the four large screens not far in front of him, the scene in front, back, left and right directions where Liuluan Hall is now located.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared in the deep valley, the small graves began to move slowly, as if they woke up from their deep sleep.

After a wave of wriggling, one hand was stretched out, then the second one, and then the heads

A series of white bones climbed up from the grave and walked around aimlessly, although they were holding weapons in their hands, there was no fight.

This made Ye Feng a little strange. According to Stark's observation, these guys should be fighting every day.

Just when Ye Feng was a little confused, a sudden vibration came from the place where there was no grave in the distance. Although Ye Feng could not feel it, he could see the bones and react quickly and crawled in that direction, as if he was welcoming the arrival of the king.

At this moment, a man stretched out his hand from the land, and a deafening roar made Ye Feng feel a little excited. It was not because of the shock, but because of excitement.

A gray figure rushed out of the soil. It was a tall man with no decay at all, and even his face was as different as a human.

"Is this guy a human?" Ye Feng's question arose.

"Why are you yelling? Do you still let people sleep?" Something on the other side quickly broke out, and it was a black shadow. Ye Feng finally saw his face clearly when the man stood still.

It was an extremely old face, wrapped in a wide black robe, a hunched and short figure. However, there was a strange-shaped crutch in his hand.

The moment he appeared, one of the skeletons began to attack the other skeletons.

Two groups of skeletons quickly fought together.

"This is also a human being?" The second question arose in Ye Feng's mind.

"You old guy is not dead yet?" A hint of hatred flashed in the man's eyes, and his clenched fists seemed to be ready to attack at any time.

"After so many years, you have never known how to learn to respect your maker." The old man's voice was so hoarse that Ye Feng felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

"Respect? Hum!" The man snorted coldly, "I, Luo Yan, is the peak powerhouse of the Supreme Saint level. After my life was exhausted, I was actually dug out by you, a shameless person, and refined me into this walking corpse. He even had the face to turn right and wrong into a black and white, saying that he was my reborn parents."

"You are still so ungrateful. After your life is exhausted, you will not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Your soul will completely disappear in ten thousand years. I will call you back and give you strength comparable to your previous life. No, even stronger than your previous life. You are still ungrateful and unwilling to accept me as your main body." The expression on the old man's face became more and more ferocious.

Ye Feng finally understood the whole story. The old man should be a strong man who was proficient in the laws of the dark undead. This man should have been refined by him into a zombie and wanted to force him to subdue him as a servant. However, he was rejected and failed to subdue, resulting in the two becoming mortal enemies. However, what Ye Feng was a little strange was why the old man also crawled out of the soil? However, his question was answered soon.

"Hmph, it's fine if you are an old person who has refined yourself into a walking zombie. Now that your body is rotten, you want to find another body to replace it. Who doesn't know what you think?" The man said to the old man's conspiracy, "You spent so much effort to strengthen my body with countless potions, and then refine me into a zombie. Isn't it just that I want to occupy my body? If I really think of you, I am afraid that not only my body will be occupied by you, but my soul will become your fertilizer, right?"

"Gagaga, it turns out that you know everything. No wonder you have been dead for so many years and never surrendered." The old man seemed to want to hide it, "That's right, because my soul strength had already broken through the holy level and reached another level, this borrowed body could not bear the strength of my soul. I could only focus on you, whose life span was over, because among the many dead people in the holy world, your cultivation is the highest, and you are only one step away from breaking through. Moreover, it is a powerful physical cultivator, enough to accommodate my soul. But there is no soul connection,

I could not enter the dead body, I could only refine you into a zombie and force your soul back. However, your soul actually entered another level at the moment of life span. The soul I was involved in is not weaker than my soul, which I had not expected in advance. As a result, the contract for master and servant could not be signed, but you had already returned to life. I always thought it was your strong pride that made you refuse to surrender to me. Only today did I know that you always knew the purpose of my return to life."

"Hmph, I naturally know it all the time. Don't forget that my soul is no weaker than yours. When you pull my soul back to your body, I used my innate ability to investigate your thoughts and learn about your conspiracy." The man snorted again and said disdainfully.

"Talented ability?" The old man's voice suddenly became loud, "Do you actually have talented ability?"

"That's right, I was born with the ability to explore others' ideas and find out where the treasure mineral veins are. Even my biological parents didn't know about it." The man sneered.

"In this way, I will settle your body today." The old man's turbid eyes suddenly burst out from his turbid eyes, and the staff was also waving high, and strange notes were read in his mouth.

A huge black circular pattern slowly formed under his feet.

The man looked serious and quickly approached the old man, punching him out one after another, but was blocked by the black circular pattern.

However, every time the bombardment was a strong vibration, causing the old man's face to change. Obviously, the attack was effective.

Ye Feng frowned when he saw it. He naturally knew what was under the old man's feet. It was the sign of the master and servant contract, but the internal patterns had not yet been formed.

However, this old man was also very capable. Generally, the seal of the master-servant contract was directly printed on the slave side. He knew that the man would not let him do it successfully, so he simply did the opposite and printed the seal on himself. In this way, once the seal was completed, he only needed to expand the scope and everything included in it would become his slave. However, this method of doing things in reverse consumed the power of the soul.

The old man obviously tried his best to conquer the other party first, because he knew very clearly that only by conquering the other party can he easily occupy the other party's body. Because once he has completed conquering, he can wipe the other party's soul with one thought.

"Damn it, break it for me!" The man was also anxious. He saw that the contract under the old man's feet was becoming more and more perfect. He knew that once the other party had completed it, it was time for his life to end. Every bombardment of his life was at the cost of burning his life.

On the other side, the old man was shaken and bleeding from his orifices, and his movements in his hands did not stop at all.

"It seems that this is a loss-making situation." Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Let me be a fisherman with shame." (To be continued...)
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