Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 402: Nightmare Battle Begins

There is still some time before the big competition, and during this period all the fighting teams are stepping up their observation and drills. However, the task Qin Feng gave to Martial Heaven and Earth is not to practice, but to observe every day and gather together at night to discuss tactics!

Observation is not limited to the Death God Arena. As long as other arenas are open, they can go to observe at will. In addition, with their team uniforms, they can get a green light almost everywhere they go. Even if there are a few who can compete with the Death God Arena, they are just passing by. No one wants to make a big noise at this time. After all, participating in the fight is the most important thing at this time!

Finally, after more than 20 days, the owner returned and brought the match schedule!

At night, Qin Feng and the others looked at the match table hanging on the wall and discussed it. Because he had no idea about all the opponents, Qin Feng had no idea where to start!

There were a total of 64 True God-level teams participating in the duel. There was no twists and turns, it was a direct single-match elimination. Their first opponent was a fighting group from Wuhu City and Luo Fighting Hall.

The next day, Qin Feng came to the Blood Hand Fighting Group’s base alone to meet Qi Yuan, and asked Qi Yuan to help him get the opponent’s information. Unexpectedly, Qi Yuan actually gave him all the information of the teams participating in the fight, as if he had already prepared it and knew that he would come to get it!

Until they left, neither of them mentioned what Qi Han had mentioned. Since he hadn't said anything, Qin Feng couldn't ask!

"Hey! These people are really quick at getting information! Why don't they spend their time studying group fights? That's weird!"

In fact, every fighting group is also studying their opponents, but due to racial characteristics, no one will think so carefully! You must know that the Undead are the masters of this nightmare fighting. With their suppression, even if someone has some tactics and ideas, no one dares to propose them casually. Who dares to take over the job!

Things are much easier with the information. Qin Feng analyzed the possible opponents with everyone, which made everyone full of confidence!

Because every group fight requires the participation of an Undead, all of Qin Feng's tactics and coordination are based on Yorick, and for this purpose he modified and forged the Divine Weapon again.

In order to get into the top three, Qin Feng built ten crossbows, but these crossbows were just pure mechanical devices and were much less powerful. Because he found that the previous blood compression and excitation devices could not be used here, and he had no time to study them again, so he could only settle for the next best thing and use them in an emergency!

When all the fighting groups were preparing for war in full swing, a shocking rumor spread that the God of Death, who had been in seclusion for over a hundred years, came out, and the reason for his coming out was even more shocking!

It is said that the God of Death sensed that the Ghost Emperor from thousands of years ago was about to appear, and the place where he would appear was the most mysterious Ghost Emperor's Tomb in this dead land.

The Ghost Emperor’s Infant Tomb?

Other races know very little about it, but the Ghost Emperor's Infant Tomb is well-known among the Undead!

After discussing tactics, everyone had nothing to do, so they talked about this topic, and Yorick began to talk!

The Ghost Emperor's Infant Tomb is located in the upper left corner of the Yin Yang Continent. It is the closest island to the Yin Yang Continent. Qin Feng immediately found its location on the map in his mind.

The Ghost Emperor's Infant Tomb covers a very large area, large enough to rival the Yin Fish Eye. It is a huge mound-shaped island with no grass growing on it for thousands of years.

It is said that this is the breeding point of death and resentment in the Yin-Yang Continent, and also the place where death and resentment are the most concentrated. It has always been the holy place for the great men of all races to pass away.

Because of the corpses of these powerful men who have passed away, it has become a place frequented by countless undead and resentful spirit monks since ancient times.

Such a great temptation has caused generations of monks to rush to try their luck. If they are lucky enough to pick up a powerful corpse and refine it into a divine corpse, they will definitely rise to heaven. But there are not many people who are lucky, and most people will stay on that land forever.

Over time, in the past thousands of years, tens of thousands of monks have died there, plus countless powerful people from other races have rushed there to pass away, and the place has become the largest treasure on the Yin-Yang Continent.

At this point, Yorick was also very excited, claiming that after the fight, he would also try his luck!

Kui Kan laughed out loud when he heard this:

"You are just a True God cultivator, and you want to try your luck?"

Yorick was already very interested at this time:

"Hmph! There are so many true gods there. Just search on the periphery or on the surface, and don't go too deep. You will definitely find something!"

Qin Feng laughed:

"Haha! Brother, this is a vicious cycle. More and more low-level monks die there, and more low-level monks will come to collect those corpses. Human greed is insatiable! If this continues, I think your Undead Race will become more and more depressed!"

In one sentence, before the others reacted, Yorick screamed:

"Ah! How could you guess so accurately? My family's head once said that the Undead Clan is becoming increasingly depressed. In the past, the Undead Clan members were scattered throughout every corner of the Dead Land, but now there are more and more barren lands!"

Sade took over the topic:

"Yes! Our tribe has a group of murals that tell of the various wars that our tribe and the Undead have experienced over the past tens of thousands of years. But strangely, starting from thousands of years ago, the number of wars has gradually decreased. Now there has been no war for two thousand years, and even the number of tomb robbers has decreased a lot. It is precisely because of this that our tribe has grown countless times in these thousands of years!"

Yorick was silent after hearing this. When he thought about it carefully, it was really terrifying.

It's a headache, so I won't think about it anymore! This damn racial characteristic, no wonder even the refining of the divine corpse is so simple and crude! ! ! !

No matter how excited the outside world is, the fight will still start on time!

In the only raised place in the middle of Chenmo Holy City, nine huge wooden open-air arenas are arranged in the shape of eight stars surrounding a moon. These arenas correspond to fighting groups of various levels.

In the true god-level fighting arena, there were no lengthy speeches. The Undead did everything decisively. As soon as the start signal was given, the first two teams entered the arena.

This fighting arena is much larger than those used for training. The arena is sunken, and there are dozens of steps around it, crowded with people, at least tens of thousands of them.

Those participating in the competition sit in the front row and can see the most clearly!

The first fight was one-sided, and one of the undead and his corpse caught Qin Feng's attention:

"Yorrick, how come that corpse god can use a staff and his spells are so powerful?"

Yorick opened his eyes wide with envy and jealousy and said:

"The Black-Cloaked Necromancer! That's the Black-Cloaked Necromancer! How can there be a Necromancer at the level of a true god? Oh oh! A Necromancer is a divine corpse that can cast spells. Only corpses from the Continent of the Gods can be refined. The success rate is very small and extremely rare! I guess this should be a corpse that was secretly sent from the Continent of the Gods and was successfully refined!"

After hearing this, Qin Feng muttered to himself:

"Damn it! Someone is not going to covet me and kill me to make a divine corpse!"

Yorick laughed and said:

"Hey, wait until you reach the level of a venerable before considering it! Who would care about you the way you are now?"

Qin Feng's eyelids fluttered:

"Rare? Who among you is worth a golden knife coin like me?"

"Ah! You are rare! You are rare!~"

Everyone was speechless!