"Boom!"

The huge blood sacrifice talisman hit the cliff, making a loud noise.

The earth shook for a moment, and countless gravel residues fell from the mountain. A group of black birds flew out of the forest, and the roars of various beasts came one after another...

"Old man Zhou is getting stronger and stronger!"

"It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest wizard of the Witch Clan!"

"This old boy... I'm afraid we have to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal first!"

Seeing this, the old men couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn it! It turns out that this old man is a member of the Witch clan!"

Wen Xing widened his eyes, but he didn't expect that the old man with black mole looked sick, but his strength was so arrogant!

However, when everything returns to peace, the cliff still stands up without any change.

“…”

Everyone looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

When it comes to the power of mysterious art, if you can't even handle the black mole, the old man and the others should not count on it.

"Ahem, friend Lan!"

The old man in torn clothes cleared his throat, turned his head and said to Lan Chen, "These are all heroic teenagers, and they are not weak, so why don't you try it too?"

"No need to try!"

Yuan Yu waved his hand and interrupted, "Our souls come in, whoever you are afraid of staying outside!"

The spell outside the sword tomb is too strong, and Yuan Yu knows that with his current cultivation level, he will never be able to crack it!

"you......"

The old man in a torn clothes was so angry that his face turned red and snorted coldly: "Young man, although you have a high level of cultivation, I advise you not to be too arrogant, don't forget that this is Mount Zhongnan!"

"It's so nonsense. Do you want to quarrel when you come to Jianzhong?" Wen Xing replied with a blank look at the old man in torn clothes.

“…”

"Wenxing, stop talking, let's go in!"

Ye Chen doesn’t want to waste time. Since the “Qilin” recognizes Lan Chen, it is naturally trustworthy!

"Brother Chen, the soul enters the sword tomb, it is best to leave one person to protect the body. After all, this is Zhongnan Mountain, and there are experts, so it will be troublesome if there is a sneak attack by a bad person!"

"It's better to stay. You and Datou and the others go to the sword tomb!" Lan Chen reminded.

"Lan Chen, go!"

Unexpectedly, Ou Tiezhu stood up, he scratched his head silly, and said in a hunch: "I don't have a good control over my soul, so don't go in! However, I will definitely be able to protect your body!"

"No, someone can help us!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

"Brother Chen, who can help us?"

"Woom!"

As soon as Yuan Yu finished speaking, Luo Jichen was taken out of the storage ring by Ye Chen.

"Old Luo, I want my soul to leave my body and go to the sword tomb. You can guard our body!" Ye Chen instructed.

"What a strong ancient aura!"

Luo Jichen glanced at the cliff, spit out his tongue and said with his dog's face: "Ye Chen, you have to be careful. I sensed that there is a lot of murderous aura in the sword tomb. I'm afraid there will be no return!"

"grass!"

When Wen Xing heard this, he slapped Luo Jichen on the head of the dog and said angrily: "Old man Luo, you will die if you say something auspicious! Tiezhu, if I die, I will send this guy to the dog meat restaurant. It's just cold and the demand for dog meat is high!"

"Isn't it sterilization?" Ou Tiezhu grinned.

“…”

Luo Jichen almost vomited blood when he heard this. Are these two people devils? One wants to send it to the dog meat restaurant, and the other wants to castrate him. It’s so rich and inhumane!

"No kidding, I remember your reminder!" Ye Chen nodded.

"Spiritual beast?"

When the old man Wuwu and others saw Luo Jichen, their faces showed surprise!

Even in Zhongnan Mountain, there are only a handful of martial artists who can possess spiritual beasts, all of whom are the top martial artists in Zhongnan Mountain. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen actually has a spiritual dog?

"Old Lu, what do you think?" The old man black mole glanced at the old man in the toothless manner meaningfully.

"Let's talk about it when we come out of the sword tomb!" The old toothless man smiled evilly.

Hei Moe nodded, and with just a look and one sentence, he and Wuya reached a tacit understanding. Neither of them wanted to miss this spirit beast!

At this time, Ye Chen and others sat cross-legged, their eyes closed slightly and their souls left their bodies. Luo Jichen leaned on the grass next to him, rubbing his back hard in the mud, as if it was time to deworm...

Soon the souls of Ye Chen and others broke away from their bodies, and the cliffs they saw were different. They saw that not only were golden talismans and spells flowing on the cliffs, but there was also a large cave in the center of the cliffs, which could not be seen at all!

The cave seems to have life, and it is like breathing when it is opened and closed!

"Brother Chen, the sword tomb is in the cave!" Lan Chen reminded.

"Walk!"

Ye Chen greeted him and everyone flew into the cave side by side.

But a group of old men started arguing about whom they stayed, because everyone wanted to get ancient treasures from the sword tomb and were unwilling to leave to guard their bodies.

"I have the highest level of mysteries, and I can keep you safe when I go in!" said the old man in black mole.

"Old Zhou, you can die if you don't brag?"

The toothless old man said with disdain, "The only thing that can enter the sword tomb is the spiritual consciousness. How powerful can the mysterious technique be?"

"Old man Lu, you..."

The old man with black mole was so angry that he stared at him.

"Forget it, please help me choose a handy artifact. I won't go in!"

Finally, the old man in the ragged clothes thought about it and decided to give up voluntarily, willing to stay and guard the body for everyone.

"Old Fei is indeed aware of the general idea, we will definitely not disappoint you!"

The old toothless man grinned, and the toothless he smiled like a big pumpkin...

Inside the sword tomb.

After Ye Chen and others entered here, they found that this place was completely another world!

A faint moon hung in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone on the uneven land, swords, guns, swords and halberds were inserted into the desolate mud land, and white bones were everywhere.

The black trolls were flying all over the sky, and their shrill screams seemed to be complaining with the unjust souls who died in battle!

"That battle between the gods must have been very tragic!" Ye Chen sighed as he looked at the lifeless scene in front of him.

"Lao Ye, why do I feel that the swords used by these great gods are not as good as the kitchen knife at home?"

Wen Xing picked up a rusty iron sword and frowned and said.

Ye Chen didn't say anything and turned to look at Lan Chen.

The secret of the sword tomb seems to be the best at Qilin, and Lan Chen can definitely tell me why.

"You were wrong!"

Lan Chen smiled faintly, pointed to the weapons all over the ground, and explained: "The magical weapons and weapons are all spiritual! After they lose their masters, they turn into ordinary swords and mixed them, just to wait to reawaken their master!"

"How do you wake up?" Ye Chen asked curiously.

"If it can sense your breath, it will give you a prompt so that you can easily find it!"

"I see!"

Ye Chen nodded, and Wen Xing didn't dare to underestimate any "breaking sword" anymore. What if there were magical weapons and weapons in this pile of scrap iron?

But at this moment, the old man Wuya and others came over and saw Ye Chen and the others sneered:
Chapter completed!