In front of Tianpeng's feet.

Zhuang Fan dressed up as the Tianpeng Saint.

He walked towards the footpath as if there was no one else around.

But as soon as I stepped in.

He was discovered by the guards.

Show up to stop him.

Ask him for the decree of the Tianpeng clan chief.

Otherwise, you cannot enter the Tianpeng tribe.

"I came here in a hurry today and forgot to bring the clan leader's decree. Please be accommodating for the time being. After I go in and check it out, I will bring the decree back to you."

Zhuang Fan said with a smile.

Take steps.

Approach the guard.

"Holy Girl, you also know the rules of the Tianpeng Clan. The sages of the Tianpeng Clan are buried in the clan land. It is a matter of inheritance and carries great responsibilities. No one is allowed to enter without the decree."

The person in charge of guarding again sternly refused.

There was no intention of being accommodating at all.

See the situation.

Zhuang Fan's expression turned cold.

Staring at the guard with indifferent eyes.

A trace of biting murderous aura emerged.

He said in a cold voice: "Hmph! You are so shameless. I talk to you nicely, but you refuse to be accommodating. In this case, I will send you on your way!"

The words were not spoken yet.

A three-leaf sword grass immediately appeared behind Zhuang Fan.

A sharp sword energy fell down.

A speed that transcends the world explodes.

Cut down instantly.

He chopped it directly on the head of the guard.

"puff!"

With scarlet blood rising into the sky.

The head of the guard was cut off directly by the sword energy.

There was still a trace of shock and confusion on his face until he died.

I don’t know why the White Peng Saint suddenly killed him.

"Plop!"

The headless corpse fell from the air instantly.

It hit the ground directly.

It smashed the hard rock into pieces.

It turned directly into pieces of broken gravel.

Shooting in all directions.

It seems to have turned into an extremely sharp dagger.

The mountain wall was riddled with holes.

Later.

Zhuang Fan shot out a true sun fire from his fingertips.

It fell on the corpse of the guard.

Burn it to ashes.

He completed the process of destroying corpses and removing traces very skillfully.

After all, this is the ancestral land of the Tianpeng tribe.

If someone is killed and not dealt with promptly.

It is very likely that it will attract powerful people from the Tianpeng tribe.

Then there will inevitably be a lot of trouble.

It is very likely to affect the progress of his grave digging.

then.

He once again cast Change the World.

Change his appearance into that of a guard.

Carrying a golden hoe.

Wandered around the Tianpeng ancestral land.

I searched one grave after another.

I want to find the tomb of Tianpeng Dasheng.

Just get rid of that damn guy.

Completely destroy the Tianpeng tribe's faith.

finally.

After an hour passed.

Zhuang Fan saw an inconspicuous little bumpkin in an extremely hidden corner.

In front of the earth bag stood a mottled and damaged stone tablet.

Engraved on it are the words Tomb of the Great Sage Tianpeng.

"Other tombs are so luxurious, built with jade and protected by formations... I didn't expect that the tomb of the majestic Tianpeng Monkey King only has a small earthen bag. It's really unexpected."

He looked at the small bag of earth in front of him, which was only one foot higher than the ground and was about to be smoothed away by the years of wind and snow.

A hint of amusement appeared in Zhuang Fan's eyes.

A hint of curiosity arose in my heart about this Great Sage Tianpeng I had never met before.

but…

Curiosity is curiosity.

But the grave needs to be dug.

Not even a little bit should be missing.

For system rewards.

Not to mention it is the tomb bag of the Great Sage Tianpeng.

It is the tomb of the ancient emperor.

He dared to dig it out.

immediately.

He kicked away the tombstone in front of the dirt bag.

The small golden hoe in his hand fell like raindrops.

Digging into the dirt bag in front of me.

It caused the soil to fly.

A world where history buried underground is wanted to be revived.

Let the world more clearly understand the original glory of Tianpeng Monkey King.

So Zhuang Fan thought that he was not digging a grave at all.

But in archeology.

As a lover of underground civilization.

The thought of those treasures being buried underground with their dead owners.

It made him feel very sad.

I really want to dig this treasure out impatiently.
To be continued...