[Hey, kill the third-rate master evil stickman Qi Ming and get ten evolution points. 】
The cold electronic sound echoed in his mind, and a strange color flashed in Wang Teng's eyes. Is the system encouraging him to kill more masters?
"Brother Wang, hurry in!"
Not far behind, the coir raincoat's Huanglong spear danced, and a cold light suddenly appeared; it swept away the hidden weapons attacking from all around.
After Wang Teng heard this, he no longer hesitated, moved forward with his Seven Star Steps, and squeezed into the front of the crowd amidst the fearful eyes.
There was chaos in front of the Chongyang Master's mausoleum. Many people from the martial arts community took action, and the blows were violent. Sand and rocks flew around, and a small area of the surrounding woods was leveled.
"These lawless guys!"
Among the officers and soldiers, one of the leaders looked livid, but he was unable to stop such a chaotic scene. He was really feeling aggrieved and wished he could just call in a large army to suppress it.
call!
The violent air flow swept past, and all Zhou Bian warriors retreated, only to see a figure in white with a figure like a swallow; his palms set off a continuous violent wind, repelling several people, and rushed straight into the mausoleum.
"It's him, Liuyunzhang Xiao Le!"
A warrior groaned and fell back. He was hurt by the power contained in the palm and recognized the person.
"That's the best among the second-rate masters. Didn't he challenge Song Tianming in Southern Fist?"
There were noisy noises among the crowd, as many masters appeared; the tomb of the Chongyang Master also became chaotic, and masters with famous names rushed to appear one after another.
Snap!
Wang Teng stepped hard with his toes, bursting with strength, and his whole body shot out. He pushed past several men around him and entered the mausoleum at the front.
Ten feet away, the man in raincoat followed quickly with his yellow dragon fine iron spear shaking Han Xing. His clothes were somewhat torn, and a few bloodstains appeared on his arms, all of which were left during the fight.
Inside the mausoleum.
The dim passage was not spacious and could only accommodate five people passing through it at the same time. The torches between the two rows of walls were all lit up at some point; the orange-red firelight swayed and illuminated slightly.
Snap, snap.
Several figures flashed past, and Huang Long, a man in raincoat, was running quickly with a big gun in his hand; there were many ancient paintings hanging on the wall, which seemed to be recording something. He walked in a hurry and did not check carefully.
After walking for about half a stick of incense, a row of cave entrances suddenly appeared in front of them, all in darkness; a vague figure could be seen standing beside it, seeming to be observing something.
"Brother Wang?"
Huang Long called out somewhat vigilantly, wanting to confirm the identity of the figure.
"I'm here."
A calm voice sounded, and Wang Teng turned around and waved to Huang Long, gesturing for him to follow; he stepped directly into the leftmost cave entrance.
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Huang Long, the coir raincoat guest, hesitated a little and followed him. At this time, he still chose to believe Wang Teng. After all, this Jade Taoist who came out of Qingtian Temple had known him for a long time and had a good friendship.
Ta, da, da.
Slight footsteps echoed in the passage, and Huang Long lit the fire sticks he had prepared, barely illuminating the path forward for the two of them.
[Host, detected an energy source ahead, worth one hundred evolution points; host is advised to search, the remaining distance is one hundred feet, ninety-seven feet...]
As the two of them went deeper, the voice in Wang Teng's mind became more and more urgent, which was why he chose this passage; the system detected some kind of energy source, and he speculated that it might be the treasure left by Master Chongyang.
Huang Long on the side did not say much, but slowly moved forward with the fire folding stick. He trusted Taoist Jade, so he would not ask too many questions; sometimes, distance is needed between friends.
"Wait a minute, there are two hidden breathing sounds in the corner ahead."
Suddenly, Wang Teng pulled Huang Long, and his eyes dimmed slightly as he looked around the corner; since he evolved the Yu Zhen Gong, his five senses have become much sharper and he can detect some subtle movements.
Although the two breaths at the corner were hidden, they became a little heavier as the two people's footsteps approached, and then Wang Teng noticed them.
These two guys obviously didn't have any good intentions. Huang Long, the man in raincoat, nodded slightly and raised the big gun in front of him.
One step, two steps.
The dim firelight flickered slightly.
Snap!
A strong wind suddenly rose, and two figures rushed out from the darkness. As soon as they took action, their swords were filled with fierce light; the snow-white blade slashed down horizontally, as if they were going to split them apart!
"court death!"
Wang Teng sneered, his arms suddenly turned into the color of jade, and with one punch he made the long knife tremble and tilt to the side; he did not let go, pinched it with five fingers, and pulled it out in the darkness.
A short figure.
"Let go!"
When the other man saw his companion being captured, he didn't care about anything else and struck directly with his sword. However, he saw a large fine iron spear thrust out and swept him aside. Huanglong, the coir raincoat man, exerted his strength, and the spear blossomed and beat the man.
He parried again and again, his arms numb.
Snap!
With a fierce punch, his strength was released, and the short figure was directly knocked away by Wang Teng; his chest collapsed, and he was no longer alive.
[Hey, kill a third-rate master and get ten evolution points.]
The system voice sounded, with a different kind of temptation. Wang Teng's eyes were slightly warm; the jade-white iron fist came out and hit the other person's arm.
Click.
The man let out a miserable cry, and the muscles and bones of his left arm were smashed to pieces by Wang Teng. Huang Long saw the opportunity and rushed out with his spear like a dragon, piercing his body and ending his life.
[Hey, help kill a third-rate master and get five evolution points.]
Wang Teng stood up with his fists closed, and the surging energy and blood in his body circulated slowly. The tomb of the Chongyang Master was a treasure for him; many martial arts masters gathered together, and it was simply an evolutionary point that moved around.
"Huh, Brother Wang, these two are the two ghosts of the Black River. They have been doing the business of robbing people and killing people all year round. If they fall into our hands, they can be regarded as doing justice for heaven."
Huang Long, the coir raincoat guest, used the dim light of Huo Zhezi to investigate and discovered the identities of the two men who took action. They were both notorious guys.
"It doesn't matter, just keep moving forward."
Wang Teng didn't say much. After calming down, he continued walking in the direction guided by the system. It took some time to go round and round; the system's beeps also became more and more urgent.
At the end of the line, bright light burst out, and a wooden door appeared in front of us; the dark yellow skin was a little dry, and pieces of sawdust fell off.
Squeak~
The two looked at each other, and Wang Teng stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, revealing what was inside.
There is a stone table with three wooden boxes and a futon on it, and dust is accumulated on it.
Wang Teng glanced over and locked on the wooden box in the center, which was the energy source worth one hundred evolution points.
He reached out with his big hand, a strong gust of wind blew up, and he opened the wooden box. Inside was an ancient jade; it was soft in color and had a faint fluorescence.
[Hey, it’s detected that the host holds a heterogeneous energy source. Will it be converted into evolutionary points? 】
"Confirm conversion."
Wang Teng would not object. He brushed his hand and the ancient jade disappeared. Huang Long on the side did not pay attention, but fiddled with the other two wooden boxes, which contained two elixirs and a map.
"This is the route map of the mausoleum. We are now in the practice room of Master Chongyang. The place of inheritance is on our right."
Huang Long compared it, his face looked happy, and he felt a lot more familiar with the messy lines. Mastering the map was like a fish in water; he could get more benefits from this mausoleum.
"Well, that's a good thing."
Wang Teng looked at his remaining evolution points, plus those transformed by the ancient jade, there were still 125 points; he agreed and thought about the next direction of evolution.
He had noticed before that his soul was three times that of ordinary people. Now that he had more than a hundred evolution points, he also wanted to try evolving his soul to see if it could bring any benefits.
But Huang Long took out one of the two elixirs and handed it over and said, "I think you are familiar with this elixir. Dragon Tiger Pill, it only takes ten years to refine it in Qingtian Temple! With it, you and I can get through any situation."
It’s easy to control the second channel of Du.”
He is very free and easy, his eyes are clear, and he has no monopoly thoughts.