In the center of the turbid lake is Green Island, and in the center of Green Island, there is a small clear lake with a radius of thousands of feet.

Around the clear lake, there are groups of dwarves, placing the black stones they carry on the shore of this lake, and there are strange powers emanating from this clear lake.

After the strange power was dissipated, these black stones that were piled up on the edge of the lake, from which wisps of spiritual energy were extracted, in addition to the aura, there was also a wisp of black qi, which was also drawn out of the black stone, and after being extracted, they all sank into the lake.

And when these two qi were extracted, the pieces of black stone were completely turned into powder and scattered into the air.

At this moment, the two of them stood a hundred meters away from the front of the lake, and they both frowned.

"Brother, do you think that today's tribute is consumed much faster than in the past?"

The right pair of triangular eyes were tightly constricted, and he couldn't say it clearly, and he always felt that there was a bad premonition in his heart.

After all, for so many years, since the lizard clan was established in the present world, 'Fu God' is their supreme faith.

And the two brothers took over the 'Fu God Sacrifice', and over the years, they have stayed on this green island almost every day, and they have already memorized the amount of tribute that needs to be consumed each day.

Although there are occasional fluctuations, it is rare to see such a multiple, as it is today.

"It's not just a lot, it's been less than an hour, and the tribute of the past three days has already been consumed. ”

Yazuo frowned and spoke, but then his face suddenly changed.

Because of the clear little lake, which began to tumble violently at this time, there was a sharp but hoarse, very contradictory low roar from it, and a black light, reflected on the entire surface of the lake.

"God is angry!"

When they heard this voice, they were so frightened that they knelt down, cold sweat and wild currents, and they kowtowed desperately in the direction of the lake.

"Hurry!Tribute!!"

Both of them roared, and the sound shook the entire island, and those lizards who were also frightened by the vision of Qinghu waved the iron whips in their hands, urging the dwarves who carried the big black stone.

The speed of dwarves was suddenly increased by two or three times, but the price... The death of a large number of dwarves.

As the black stones continued to be sent, the black light on the surface of the lake began to fade slowly.

It wasn't until the black light completely dissipated that he slowly let go of his heart, exhaled a long breath, wiped the sweat on his head, quickly stood up, and began to desperately urge the dwarves who carried the black stone.

Although they also wondered in their hearts why the 'Fu God' suddenly needed so many tributes for a while, they knew very well that this was not something they could figure out, nor was it something they should think about.

The only thing they can do now is to make sure that the tribute is sufficient, otherwise... The first to die were these two 'Fu God Sacrifices'.

Everything that happened in the center of this island, Qin Feng saw it in his eyes.

Because at this moment, he is holding Nangong Yiren's hand and standing on the shore of this small lake, but these lizards and dwarves can't see it.

Looking at this small lake, there was a flame in his eyes, and when the black light flashed on the surface of the lake just now, he saw a strange guy appear under the water, and this black light was made by this guy.

This strange guy naturally can't be a nightmare, but this black light is indeed the power of the nightmare clan.

Other words...

Most likely, it's a corpse.

The so-called corpse spirit is that the soul of the corpse of the strong has been dispersed, but with the precipitation and passage of time, this powerful corpse gradually gave birth to a new soul.

However, this kind of soul is incomplete, and it cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation.

But... To reach a corpse that can produce corpses, it is necessary to be a quasi-saint.

Could it be that the evil creature lying under this clear lake was a quasi-holy, even the most holy, in his lifetime.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but burst out of his eyes in his heart.

If it is really a holy order, then there will definitely be no shortage of treasures.

Now I have the inheritance of the Great Sage, I have a wide range of knowledge, and I have many magical spells, but there are few real treasures.

As for this corpse...

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth rose slightly, he really didn't pay attention to this filthy thing.

The only thing the corpse does after its birth is to find a way to become the owner of the corpse that gave birth to him.

And before that happens, it's just a papier-mâché tiger, useless, just like this corpse spirit of this nightmare, except for being able to use a little bit of the power of the black light seal, other farts can't be used.

Otherwise, this Saint-level Nightmare, even if it was one ten-thousandth of its strength, would be enough to destroy this Cloud and Water Realm in an instant.

But it is extremely difficult for the corpse to do this, to become the owner of the corpse.

At the very least, two things need to be done.

First: completely erase all traces of the corpse belonging to the original owner.

Second: Use the majestic aura to revive this extinct corpse.

In terms of difficulty, the first point is much more difficult than the second point.

But now it seems that this corpse spirit should have completed the first step, and has already started the second step.

For this corpse, this second step was much more difficult than the first.

After all, this Yin Realm... The aura was too thin to revive the corpse of this nightmare.

Qin Feng swept over the black stones around this lake, these black stones were all obtained from all over the Yin Realm, similar to the spiritual ore of the Yunshui Realm, but the intensity of the spiritual energy in it was not a level at all.

Relying on these things, even if it is a few million years old, it will be in vain.

This is why, after so many thousands of years, this corpse spirit still hasn't brought the corpse of the Nightmare to life.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly understood why those guys from the lizard clan had to shout 'for the sake of the Fu God' before they died.

This is really not wrong, this group of fools has worked hard and hard, whether it is moving stones in this Yin Realm, or desperately going to the Yunshui Realm to grab the aura, it is estimated that it is to help this 'Fu God', that is, to help this corpse spirit find a rich aura, so as to rejuvenate the body of the nightmare.

"Now that the first step has been made, it can't be wasted. ”

Whispering to himself, a bold idea popped up in Qin Feng's heart.

Holding Nangong Yiren's hand, without saying a word, he jumped directly into this clear small lake, and the two of them entered the water, without splashing at all, and they were not noticed by anyone.

There was only a slight ripple spread out in circles on the surface of the lake.

On the shore of the lake, the left and right are still frantically urging the dwarves who carry the black stones, shouting, whipping, and the painful howls of the dwarves, staggered and continuous.