Martial Mythology

Looking at the extremely powerful group of people in the sky, Pang Bo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Brother Zhuge, why don't we go?" Although he knew that Zhuge Yun was very powerful, he didn't have much confidence in Zhuge Yun. The group of people among them is too terrifying. The weakest ones are all strong in the secret realm of Dao Palace, and there are also many strong in the four-pole secret realm. The strongest even reached the secret realm of transforming dragons. He and Ye Fan are still struggling in the secret realm of Lunhai. Dare to challenge these murderous people.

"Yaoguang Holy Land and Ji's family are both well-known top forces in the Eastern Wasteland. The other three big figures seem to come from very different backgrounds. Even if they don't come from top forces, they must not be much worse." Ye Fan said solemnly.

Xiao Yan laughed: "Don't be afraid, we are here to keep you safe!"

"Whoo, whoo, whoo..."

From time to time, the sound of the divine rainbow breaking through the sky was heard, and monks kept coming from afar. Although most of them were casual cultivators, they should not be underestimated. After all, anyone who dared to come to this place had to be at least from the secret land of Lunhai—Shenqiao Those who are strong in the realm have mastered the ability to fly in the air, and more are strong in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, and occasionally there are very few strong in the four-pole secret realm. .

"The power of killing immortals deployed by a generation of monster clan emperors has already fallen to the bottom of the valley under the erosion of the years, and the pulsation law has been mastered by us. It is almost time to start." Outside the ancient hall, a big man said lightly, the voice The coldness is not very loud, even a little low, but it clearly spreads to every corner, making many monks feel trembling.

These big shots are finally going to do it!

"We will forcibly open the tomb of the demon emperor. It will hurt innocent people. Everyone back up!" The big man of the Ji family glanced around and spoke lightly. His old voice, like a tsunami, made the sky tremble slightly, with Unparalleled coercion.

Of course they didn't have such good intentions, they were afraid of hurting the innocent, but they were worried that someone would take the opportunity to snatch them while they broke open the emperor's tomb!

The monks around the ancient temple, except for the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Ji family, and a few people, all backed away. At least on the surface, they did not dare to challenge these five big figures. Even the fairies of the Yaochi Holy Land smiled and walked away from the ancient temple, standing tall In the sky thousands of feet away, there are pairs of beautiful eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

Zhuge Yun, Xiao Yan and his party, as well as Ying Zhen and Long Yao's party, stood quietly under the volcano, watching the development of the situation.

Soon, the five big figures made their move. Their figures moved instantly, their divine light burst out, and they rushed towards the ancient temple. With a "boom", a terrifying wave spread in all directions centered on the ancient temple. The monks who were low and close were directly crushed into powder by the terrifying energy fluctuations and scattered in the air.

The endless divine light and surging energy made people's hearts jump.

Some rogue cultivators who were originally planning to pick up leaks, saw this, and immediately fled towards the distance, not daring to stay at all.

The five great figures joined forces to attack for a long time, and the five powerful weapons swallowed their divine light, condensing the energy and strength of the five great men, and finally tore apart a corner of the ancient temple.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo..."

In the second layer of divine treasure, rays of rays of light rushed out. The rays of rays wrapped the weapons, as if they had life, and rushed out towards the outside world. They caught it, but there were still a few fish that slipped through the net, rushed to the sky, and sank into the surrounding mountains and forests.

The surrounding monks suddenly went crazy, chasing those psychic weapons one by one.

A ray of light passed by Ye Fan, submerged into a rocky mountain behind him, easily pierced through the rock wall, and pierced in.

"What is this?" Ye Fan's fingertips overflowed with a strand of gold thread, and a trace of power flowing from the sea of ​​bitterness was used by him to cut open the rock wall, revealing half of the handle of the knife immediately. He grabbed the handle and pulled it out forcefully. Immediately, the rosy clouds shone brightly, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.

It was only after the light had dissipated that everyone could see clearly that it was a dagger, a psychic dagger.

Pangbo excitedly said: "Baby!"

Xiao Yan, Wu Mo and the others were secretly surprised: "Senior Ye Fan deserves to be a man of great luck. Even so far away, there are psychic weapons flying towards him automatically..."

Zhuge Yun said with a smile: "It's not bad. Although it is not as good as those holy soldiers, let alone the extreme emperor's soldiers, its power should not be underestimated. It can be said that it is the most powerful group of weapons under the holy soldiers. Weapons that have been psychic are easier to control and more powerful than non-psychic weapons..."

Pang Bo chuckled: "The weapon that can be put away by the Yaozu Great Emperor to be buried with him must be extraordinary! Ye Zi, you are very lucky!"

"Brother Zhuge, give it to you." Ye Fan smiled and handed the psychic weapon directly to Zhuge Yun, "Thanks to you, I can get the first volume of "Tao Jing", and I have nothing to repay you. Only this psychic weapon is left."

He is a person with clear grievances and grievances. Zhuge Yun and his party are very kind to him and Pang Bo, and they take good care of them. They even entered the ancient palace and found the first volume of "Tao Jing" and gave it to him. He really didn't know what to do Return to Zhuge Yun.

"This is a psychic weapon, and you just gave it to me?" Zhuge Yun asked in surprise.

Although Zhuge Yun is not a craftsman, he has a very detailed understanding of crafts. This psychic weapon, placed in a small wilderness world, is comparable to a fifth-grade weapon. He chose to give it to him without hesitation, which really surprised him.

Ye Fan said calmly: "Yes!"

Zhuge Yun smiled and shook his head: "You should put it away yourself, I don't need this weapon..."

"Haha." At this moment, a chubby Taoist priest with a red face flew to Shenhong, and said with a smile, "Luck! I didn't expect to catch up with a psychic weapon!" The big hand grabbed the dagger in Ye Fan's hand, showing a kind smile, "Son, this is a murder weapon, you can't suppress it, let the Taoist surrender it."

However, before he touched Ye Fan, he was sent flying by a sudden burst of force, and rolled several times on the ground.

He stood up in a daze, a little dumbfounded.

"I want a weapon, did you ask me?" Zhuge Yun looked at the fat Taoist priest with great interest.

Xiao Yan, Wu Mo, Pang Long and others also locked their eyes on the fat Taoist priest. This guy finally appeared!

Duan De, a person who has been reincarnated for four generations, can be regarded as the reincarnation of an ancient emperor. In this life, he is an unreliable Taoist priest. Dynasty, down to many casual cultivators, his figure is indispensable in all the tombs with treasures, but he has a lot of means to save his life, even if he is not strong, no one can do anything to him, even if people from the Holy Land come forward, they will treat him helpless.

This is an unscrupulous Taoist who has a special preference for other people's ancestral graves, especially likes to dig the tomb of the emperor!

The fat Taoist shuddered: "Wuliang the god of the gods, the Taoist hit the iron plate!"

"Duan De, with your wealth, why are you looking for leaks here?" Zhang Hengyang said maliciously: "Let's take some guys with us to dig some real emperor's tombs, and I guarantee you will make a lot of money!" From the age of mythology to the present, it has been at least several million years. Although no one knows the number of great emperors, and some people killed themselves in their later years and survived until now, there are also many dead emperors, and there are as many emperors in their graves. There are more than ten tombs, and there are several of them with names and surnames in "The History of Zhetian", and some are still buried in unknown places. If you dig up all these emperor tombs, you will definitely get amazing rewards.

Those psychic weapons are not attractive to Zhuge Yun, Xiao Yan and others, but holy weapons, extreme emperor weapons, immortal medicine and other things make them salivate.

Hearing Zhang Hengyang's words, Xiao Yan and the others couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths a few times, but after thinking about it, they didn't immediately stop Zhang Hengyang. Dao Emperor Bing seems to be good too.

Duan De looked at Zhang Hengyang in astonishment: "How do you know the name of Pindao? Do you know Pindao?"

After a pause, Duan De said vigilantly again: "The poor Taoist is a wild crane in the clouds. He has traveled all over the world. How has he ever done something like dig the emperor's grave? Don't slander the poor Taoist!"

"Come on, unscrupulous Taoist, I know your details. For example, you once..." Zhang Hengyang told Duan De's details, including what graves he dug and what treasures he had.

Duan De was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, jumped up anxiously, and rushed over to cover Zhang Hengyang's mouth: "Stop talking, I beg you, please shut up! If you continue talking, those guys probably won't bother to talk about it." Go attack the emperor's tomb, come directly to attack the Dao master!" His voice was trembling, and it seemed that he was really frightened.

"Then what do you think of my proposal just now?" Zhang Hengyang said with a smile.

"Uh...this...Rong Daoist is thinking about it." Duan De's eyes wandered, looking for a chance to escape.

"Don't even think about running away. If you dare to run away, I'll tell the world about you." Zhang Hengyang said leisurely, "When the time comes, those who have been dug up by you, and those who miss your treasure, It is estimated that the whole world will hunt you down, even if you escape to Zhongzhou, it will be useless... After all, you have visited the ancestral graves of those people in Zhongzhou..."

Duan De's clothes were almost soaked in cold sweat, his legs were weak, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Wuliang...fucking god!" Duan De has never been so aggrieved, "Where did these devils come from? They actually know the details of the Taoist master so clearly. There are some things that even the Taoist master himself can't understand." I almost forgot..."

At this time, someone saw the psychic dagger in Xiao Yan's hand again, and couldn't help but flew over greedily, wanting to snatch it.

"Get out!" However, before they approached, Zhuge Yun erupted with a terrifying power, shaking everyone to fall, and slammed into the ground below. trembling.

No one knows how strong Zhuge Yun is, but with a single power, they are powerless to fight back. I am afraid that they are not weaker than the five big figures in the sky who are breaking the ancient temple's restriction, so many monks swallowed secretly , bit the bullet and got up, turned around and flew away from here.

After shocking the surrounding monks, Zhuge Yun turned his head and looked at Duan De with a smile: "How are you thinking?"

Duan De trembled in fright, stood upside down, and stammered, "Okay, ok, ok..."

Ye Fan quickly put the psychic dagger into the Sea of ​​Bitterness space, then looked at Zhuge Yun, Duan De and others with strange eyes, coughed dryly, and said, "Well, Brother Zhuge, are you serious?"

"Why, are you having trouble with your conscience?" Zhuge Yun looked at Ye Fan in amazement, but he remembered that Ye Fan had entered several emperor's tombs and got a lot of good things. This guy would know how to dig emperor's tombs Have a mental disorder?

"It's not that... I just think that with our little people, it might be difficult to accomplish anything!" Ye Fan said with a dry smile: "Everyone has seen the situation in the Qing Emperor's tomb. There are so many people and countless casualties. It was barely opened, and brother Pang Long said just now that this is only a yang tomb, the real emperor's tomb is a yin tomb, not far from here, and the inside is even more dangerous, I guess it's okay to come to the Holy Land..."

Pang Long nodded and said, "I told Ye Fan just now."

Duan De cheered up: "You mean, this is not the real emperor's tomb?"

"That's right, one yin and one yang, sticking to Taiji, the source of power, the heart is buried in the Yang tomb, and the real cold body is buried in the Yin tomb. The demon emperor really lived up to his reputation, and actually set up two tombs, the Yang tomb and the Yin tomb... ...the Yang tomb hides many treasures, which can be left to future generations, and can also attract the attention of outsiders, but the real corpse is hidden in the yin tomb." Duan De took a breath, but his emotions became more and more excited, "Fat! , this time we really made it! Just enter the Yin Tomb and steal the body of the Demon Emperor..."

The eyes of the unscrupulous Taoist shone brightly, as if he saw a bright future beckoning to him.

"Boundless goddamn god, it seems that Master Dao is right this time!" Duan De laughed.