I have a promise with the beauty

Looking at Stone Buddha's cold, ruthless and calm rock-like face, Yang Qingshan looked at the whirlpool below again. Yang Qingshan flew into it. Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded. Didn't he say that his family did not lie? Isn't this a clear lie?

?Why can one go in without a mark? But when he felt it carefully, Yang Qingshan felt that his divine power was being used back. He was definitely using his divine power to enter this vortex. Yang Qingshan didn't understand it again.

After spinning in the whirlpool, Yang Qingshan found a stone tablet in the water. The words written on the stone tablet made Yang Qingshan understand everything.

"It turns out that you can enter if you have four marks and the fused Tianwei."

Touching his chin, Yang Qingshan could only think that Xuanwu was so pitiful. As long as he could get in, the things here would eventually fall into Yang Qingshan's hands, and Xuanwu would only have a tragic result in the end.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh, Yang Qingshan passed through the whirlpool and entered a mausoleum.

This is the most complete mausoleum that Yang Qingshan has ever seen. It has everything it should have. It was obvious that he was there early when he was pretending to be dead.

"Yang Qingshan, why did you come in?"

At the intersection ahead, Xuanwu looked at Yang Qingshan in surprise.

"Stone Buddha asked me to come in." Yang Qingshan said shamelessly.

"Liar, why would a monk lie to others?" Xuanwu roared.

"Then you ask that stone Buddha, why is it roaring? Come, take me to find your ancestors." Yang Qingshan said.

Xuanwu calmed down, took a step back, and a pair of armor appeared all over his body. Yang Qingshan also knew that this armor was a top-notch fairy weapon, and it was not so easy to solve. And Yang Qingshan also saw that Xuanwu's momentum exploded after entering the mausoleum.

I don’t know what good food I ate.

"Yang Qingshan, the oldest Xuanwu aura is everywhere here. I can perfectly unleash the power of Xuanwu here. You can't kill me here. As long as I don't die, everything about the four divine beasts will be mine." Xuanwu was proud.

He smiled and said, his figure turned into a ball of colorful light in a flash, turned into a little turtle, and ran away with a swish.

"Qinglong is the most powerful beast in attack, but he has surrendered to me. What can you, a little turtle who only knows how to defend, do? Xuangui, come out and meet your relatives." Yang Qingshan smiled and asked Xuan

The turtle was released, and as soon as the turtle's grandson came out, he was so excited by the powerful Xuanwu atmosphere that his eyes filled with tears.

"Why are you crying?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"Xuanwu is the most powerful existence among the spiritual beasts of our kind. Of course, Xuanwu is also very powerful when it evolves to a certain level. Master, where is this place? Are you confiscating your home?" Xuangui said arrogantly.

"The mausoleum of Xuanwu ancestors is of course the kind that pretends to be dead." Yang Qingshan said calmly.

Xuangui stopped talking, shrank with a grimace, and then jumped onto Yang Qingshan's shoulder, trembling.

"Are you scared?" Yang Qingshan said while holding back a smile.

"Afraid, Master, let's forget about the tomb of Xuanwu ancestors, or pretend to be dead? It's over, it's over, I am no match for him."

"It's not that you are not his opponent, it's just that you are timid. With me here, you should be able to do it here with ease. Your task is to help me find the Xuanwu ancestors here. You don't have to worry about the rest. Also, this tomb is very complete.

, there are quite a lot of prohibition formations and traps." Yang Qingshan said, throwing the black turtle off his shoulder: "Hurry up, find it early and go to bed early."

"I understand." The black turtle smiled bitterly, and it grew bigger again. Yang Qingshan jumped up and sat on the turtle shell.

Xuangui has the bloodline of Xuanwu. Although years of evolution have allowed him to escape the category of Xuanwu, there is too much Xuanwu aura in the mausoleum.

Under the influence, Xuan Gui's eyes turned green. He took Yang Qingshan to wander around the tomb, but found nothing. Instead, he fell into many traps, which made Yang Qingshan suspect that Xuan Gui was possessed by evil spirits and did this on purpose.

Delay time.

"Wait a minute." Xuangui suddenly stopped, stretched out his head and looked around. He was now in a huge palace.

"What's wrong? It's a normal room. It's just a little big, and there's... a coffin, which can't be that of Xuanwu ancestors." Yang Qingshan said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Master, we are trapped and can't get out." Black Turtle said tragically.

"Oh? Forbidden formation?" Yang Qingshan looked around, but did not see any traces of the formation, but he felt the traces of fairy power. This fairy power formed an invisible forbidden formation, covering the entire

The room was all wrapped up and not breathable at all. At this time, Yang Qingshan felt his strength passing away.

"This is... the spirit gathering array, which gathers immortal power." Yang Qingshan frowned and said.

"Master, my strength is also disappearing, what should I do?" Black Turtle said wearily.

"There is something wrong with the coffin in front." Yang Qingshan said, tapping the turtle shell, and the black turtle walked towards the coffin aggrievedly.

The closer Yang Qingshan got to the coffin, the faster Yang Qingshan felt his power flowing away. When he stood one meter away from the coffin, Yang Qingshan could see his magical power flowing towards the coffin like running water.

Qingshan stared at the coffin calmly, looking up and down with lightning-like eyes. Finally, he could see the level and technique of the formation from the lines on the coffin. He raised his hand to destroy the formation, and suddenly the coffin exploded, spewing out a large amount of

Xianli.

This burst of immortal power was so great that it was unknown how many years it had been spent gathering souls, at least a million years. Yang Qingshan was thinking like this, so he was directly hit by the powerful impact of this immortal power. He was completely injured. Unexpectedly,

The most powerful force in the world is the absolute power gathered together. With a loud noise, Yang Qingshan and Xuangui were rushed out of the hall, and they lay on the ground for a while. The muscular man could not wake up.

Bang bang bang...

A series of applause appeared behind Yang Qingshan, and Xuanwu walked out with a smile on his face.

"Yang Qingshan, you are here today too. Do you know what the coffin was just now?"

"have no idea."

"Haha, good thing. That is the most powerful place in this mausoleum. It has gathered millions of years of immortal power. This time it came out and was blocked by you one by one. There is nothing wrong with this mausoleum. You are also considered

I have made a contribution. Well, the immortal power in the coffin is gone, I can enter the second level. See you again when I am destined."

Xuanwu said that he was about to kill Yang Qingshan, but the dizzy black turtle next to him suddenly burst out and hit Yang Qingshan with a bang, blocking Xuanwu's blow with his strong turtle shell.

Xuanwu was stunned, looked at the weird turtle shell of Xuanwu, gritted his teeth and said: "Traitors of the Xuanwu clan, if your turtle shell hadn't been too hard, you would be dead now. Wait, wait until I inherit Xuanwu's godhead.

After that, you will have no choice but to die."

Xuangui protected Yang Qingshan, and Xuanwu had no chance to make a move, so he had to fly into the coffin. Yang Qingshan closed his eyes and said in an unusually calm tone: "Get up, you are holding me down."

"Master, it's okay. I blocked a lot of immortal power just now. The turtle shell seems to be fine, but it suffered internal injuries..."

Yang Qingshan pushed Xuangui away and looked at the coffin with a gloomy face. This was the biggest loss he had suffered since he started practicing. If Xuangui hadn't blocked most of the impact of the immortal power, he would have been cut into pieces now.

After being plotted again by Xuanwu, Yang Qingshan knew that he would definitely die.

"Fortunately, after wearing the golden battle armor, Shennong's Immortal Technique healed as fast as lightning." Yang Qingshan said, walking to the coffin, he felt that there was still immortal power gushing out inside, but it was not as strong as the initial gushing.

He looked very weak. He looked back at Xuangui. Nothing could be seen from the outside, but Yang Qingshan's cultivation level allowed him to tell at a glance that Xuangui had really received internal injuries.

"Master." Xuangui looked at Yang Qingshan pitifully.

"I know, you stay here. Looking at this coffin, I think this is an entrance and exit, and it is the only one." Yang Qingshan said, turned over and jumped into the coffin. Xuangui looked at it, tilted his head,

He sat down on the coffin very obscenely, and the huge turtle shell simply blocked the entrance and exit. As long as he didn't die, no one could get in or get out.

There are black turtles watching outside. I believe that few people can come in and out. Yang Qingshan walks confidently on the second floor of this mausoleum. He is once again surprised and puzzled by the completeness of this place. He is just pretending to be dead. There is no need to actually build it.

A grand mausoleum, besides, can it be compared with the mausoleum of Nuwa Empress? That is the nine-layer world.

Yang Qingshan stopped thinking if he couldn't figure it out. Instead, he walked carefully in the mausoleum. The best scouts for such an illusion are rats. Yang Qingshan has been using crystal bees to scout. Now it's rats. He released hundreds of them.

Mouse, Yang Qingshan can quickly calculate the terrain here. The typical Bagua formation is extremely simple, but extremely powerful. Yang Qingshan cannot refine the fairy power in the air. In other words, if he uses a little fairy power now, he will

A little bit of immortal power is lost, and the Xuanwu aura here cannot be used by Yang Qingshan.

"Damn it." Yang Qingshan gritted his teeth, thinking to himself that Xuanwu ancestors were really cautious. Isn't it just a godhead and a formation diagram? As for being so cautious?

"Ahem."

When he walked to a small room, Yang Qingshan choked on the dust inside. He was surprised to find that this was the only room with dust. When he looked up, there was a dim light. Under this light, an old man gathered his hands together.

Together, they stared at Yang Qingshan with a pair of curious eyes.

"Who are you?" Yang Qingshan took a step back and asked, noticing that the old man's feet were locked by chains.

"Basic Master." The old man chuckled and pointed in a direction with his eyes: "Sit down and tell me what happened outside, who you are, how you got in, and are you going to save me?"