In the dimly lit underground prison, Zhang Yan woke up faintly, and after he scanned the surrounding environment, he planned to break free from the shackles directly, but when he wanted to use spiritual power, he was now unable to operate spiritual power at all!

"Soul Lock?" Zhang Yan was still very surprised, it seems that there are really a lot of mysteries in this Egyptian pyramid, and there are even spirit seals, this kind of thing really shouldn't appear on the earth. Chinese ≈=.≈8≠1z≈.

Kun Lao next to him was still in a coma, he didn't have Zhang Yan's recovery power, however, Zhang Yan's spiritual power was blocked, and his injuries could not recover quickly, relying only on the slow self-repair ability of the Wood God Sword Heart.

This prison is actually candlelighted, not very bright, but has a somewhat eerie feeling.

This time he miscalculated, the accident of sealing the spirit lock made him fall into an extremely passive situation, without spiritual power, he couldn't open this shackle, how could he compete with the living dead? And how to save their parents?

"Sister Wang Yu is regarded as the best, I'm afraid I don't have much time, Pharaoh is a strong man above the god level, it must take a lot of time to come, and a strong person of that level will definitely be rejected by the natural laws of the earth"

The sound of footsteps suddenly came, and Zhang Yan turned his head to look over.

A burned face appeared in front of Zhang Yan out of thin air, the face was full of bandages, only the mouth and eyes were exposed, and the eyes were blank and empty, like a dead man.

An unpleasant stench hit his nose, Zhang Yan frowned slightly, of course this little battle couldn't scare him, but he didn't like the smell of these mummies.

“aa#￥！”

The mummy babbled a lot, but Zhang Yan didn't understand a word.

"How do you feel, Immortal Zhang?" The old man of the living dead came out of the ground, Zhang Yan looked over, and said lightly: "This is the Xia Kingdom's escape technique, right?" ”

On the earth, only the Xia Kingdom has the practice of retreating from the earth, and there may be characters in the history of other countries who can fly to the sky, but they are not as powerful as the Xia Kingdom, and the retreat technique of the Xia Kingdom does not harm the soil and surface at all.

"Huh." The old man smiled gloomily, and then said: "Immortal Zhang, actually, I still hope that you can be a little more interesting, after all, I don't want to offend a person of your level." ”

"Oh? Seems like I'm not that scary to you guys, am I? ”

The old man shook his head: "No, no, no, you are wrong, how can a person who can kill the three-headed dog of hell not be powerful?" I've fought the Three-Headed Hellhound before, but the truth is that I'm no match for the Three-Headed Hellhound, and I don't want to fight that dog for the second time in my life. ”

This is also normal, after all, the three-headed dog of hell is so disgusting that it has to be killed many times before it dies, and consumption alone can consume a person to collapse.

Zhang Yan didn't speak, and then the old man said, "I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?" My name is Wu Zhongming, you should have never heard of it, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, I was also one of the people who tried to overthrow the Qing Dynasty, at that time I was also very powerful, not to mention the southwest, but also the leader of a rebel army. ”

"When the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded, we also organized a rebel army to resist, but unfortunately, the Qing government did not want to confront the Eight-Nation Alliance, and the final result was that we all died tragically under the foreign guns and cannons of the Eight-Nation Alliance."

Zhang Yan said lightly: "You should have been killed by their monks, right?" ”

The old man said: "That's natural, ordinary guns and ammunition are useless to me at all, and the most troublesome are the mages, holy warriors, and capable people of the great powers." When I died, the spirit of the Pharaoh searched for me and gave me new life and strength, and you see how powerful I am now, much more powerful than I was then. ”

Zhang Yan was contemptuous and disdainful: "Yes, the power is strong, but the result is that you are no longer a human or a ghost." ”

The old man's face sank, and at this time, the mummy next to him giggled and said something to Wu Zhongming, he nodded, and then directly resisted Zhang Yan and the restraint frame with one hand.

"You should feel honored that the Pharaoh wants to see you, after all, the Pharaoh is a god of the same weight as the Xia Lord, Shang Jun, Zhou King, and Qin Emperor of our Xia Kingdom."

God?

Zhang Yan is extremely disdainful of this, who in the world dares to call him a god? If you want to call yourself a god, you must at least be in the Mahayana realm, and only in the Mahayana realm can you claim to be a god!

"Pharaoh, what is it?" Zhang Yan asked.

"A realm that you can't imagine, a single thought can destroy a realm, a single blow can destroy a galaxy, and there is the power to overturn the river and the sea between every gesture."

Zhang Yan laughed.

"What's that smile on you? Are you looking down on the Pharaoh? ”

Zhang Yan didn't want to deal with him, turn over the river and the sea, destroy a realm, and destroy the galaxy? Can such a power be called a god? Then a half-step immortal in his previous life, wouldn't he be called a god emperor?

It is rumored that if you ascend to the immortals, time and space can be reversed, and the laws cannot disobey the will of the immortals, let alone a single realm and a galaxy?

Although he had not fully become an immortal back then, his strength was already terrifying, not to mention reversing time and space, at least he could affect the boundary of time and space on a small scale.

Even the Mahayana monks were vulnerable in front of him.

Wu Zhongming's face was slightly gloomy, and he dared to look down on the great Pharaoh!

Zhang Yan was taken to the location of the pyramid, a secret room was inexplicably opened, and then a cloud of flames hung to illuminate the secret room, an ancient stone throne, the author was a withered old man wearing a golden crown, the old man leaned to the right, his right hand supported his head, and his elbow was on the armrest.

He was dressed in an ancient Egyptian robe, purple in purple, and on the garment there was a golden embroidered circle around it, and on the gold round was inlaid with red gems, which looked very noble.

"Great King, men have been brought." Wu Zhongming knelt down respectfully, performing the ancient Egyptian rituals, and the withered figure on the throne slowly opened his eyes.

“a#a%。”

The old pharaoh said a series of words, and then Wu Zhongming and the mummy stepped aside.

"What language do you speak?" A thought directly came to Zhang Yan's mind, and Zhang Yan was stunned when he heard this, how could this pharaoh directly use his mind to talk to him?

"Chinese."

The Pharaoh was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "You, the person related to those four people?" ”

Zhang Yan said calmly: "Hmm." ”

The pharaoh kept that movement, and his mouth didn't open, but he was able to make a sound, and this scene was really a bit weird, and ordinary people would definitely feel creepy when they saw it.

Because it's like a dry corpse talking to you.

"Your talent is very amazing, your future is very good, mortals are nothing but nothing to you and me, today, you give me four people, I will give you a favor, and send you a creation." The pharaoh's tone was indifferent, as if he were giving an order, a statement, not a request.

Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold: "What if I don't accept it?" ”

"You have no right to refuse!" Wu Zhongming on the side said coldly.

Zhang Yan sneered: "Pharaoh, you are not qualified to order this seat. ”

"Seat? Do you know what that means? The arrogant Xia people. Who do you think you are? Emperor Qin? Summer Lord? The pharaoh's tone was very sarcastic, and he seemed to be very disappointed with Zhang Yan.

"Where are the people? I don't care if you are the king of Pharaoh or the king of Egypt, or the cattle man anywhere, in the eyes of this seat, you will either hand over or I will destroy your tomb. ”

"Xia Guoren, you are challenging my bottom line." The pharaoh seemed to be angry, and there was a momentum that suppressed the heavens and the earth from the throne, Wu Zhongming and the mummy both knelt down, but Zhang Yan was still standing.

"Save it, your momentum will scare and scare them with this garbage." Zhang Yan sneered.

The pharaoh's momentum was retracted.

"You are very different, but since you are hindering the return of this king, then you must die."

Behind the throne of the Pharaoh, a scepter flew out, and it seemed to be extremely ancient, and the smell of decay permeated it.

Pharaoh's scepter, a symbol of power, status, strength.

"This seat has already given you a chance, but unfortunately, you Xia people don't cherish it, so let you turn into a statue and become immortal." Pharaoh's scepter was transformed into a man, a man in appearance equivalent to an old man in his nineties.