"Ghost...Senior Ghost, what place are you talking about?" Ye Xingchen was flattered on the surface, but he couldn't help but sneered in his heart. The ghost painter's intentions were even greater than those of Zhu Wuji, Emperor Huangquan and Ming Jiuyin.
of danger.
Zhu Wuji and the others knew that the Wushen Palace was in their possession, so they used an open grab.
But the Ghost Painter is different. On the surface, he looks like a good man, with a kind face and kind eyes, and always thinks about himself, but in fact, he is secretly plotting against his own Witch God Palace.
Once you really believe it, you may not be far away from death.
"Onitsuka..."
The ghost painter chuckled twice, looked at Ye Xingchen, and said: "My place of cultivation is protected by the ancient immortal formation. Even if Zhu Wuji, Emperor Huangquan and the others look for it, they still can't break the immortal formation outside the ghost tomb."
Array, when the time comes, Brother Ye can practice quietly in it, and then come out after breaking through to the Half-Step Immortal Realm. With Brother Ye's talent and strength, even if Ming Jiuyin and the others join forces, they should not be afraid."
"Hmph, young master, this ghost doesn't have a good heart at first sight, and it still has ancient immortal formations? If you don't know the magic and magical powers, not to mention Zhu Wuji, Emperor Huangquan and the others, even I can break it easily.
Immortal Formation, this ghost clearly wants to deceive the young master, you don’t understand.” Snow Fox’s voice rang in his mind.
"I know..." Ye Xingchen nodded and said calmly: "It wants to trick me into leaving the Tomb of the Immortal King, and then take the opportunity to rob me of the Witch God Palace."
"This old guy who practices the ghost way is really disgusting." Snow Fox raised his head and looked at the ghost painter with disgust on his face, then turned to look at Ye Xingchen and said: "Master, otherwise,
Let’s take action first, so that this old guy won’t have to worry about the Witch God Palace in you all the time.”
"Forget it." Ye Xingchen pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said: "No matter what it said before, it can be regarded as helping me once. If it doesn't have the idea of Wushen Palace, everyone will be in peace. If it wants to die on its own
, then it’s no wonder this young master.”
Don't talk about Ye Xingchen.
Even the Snow Fox, after practicing the "Fox Monument", encounters the Ghost Painter who has not yet recovered from his injuries. It is confident that it can kill the opponent in a very short time.
After all, the Ghost Painter, who lost his magic weapon and had his internal organs injured by Zhu Wuji, was not much better than an ordinary Emperor-level warrior.
"Brother Ye, what do you think?" The ghost painter licked his lips, his voice was a little nervous, and he looked at Ye Xingchen tremblingly and asked.
"Let's forget it." Ye Xingchen shook his head reluctantly and said: "If this happens, the ghost senior will also be put in danger. The junior is really sorry, not to mention, they have already come to the Immortal King
It’s at the entrance of the tomb. If I don’t go in and take a look, I will be filled with resentment for the rest of my life.”
"Okay then." The disappointed look on the ghost painter's face flashed away, and soon he showed that hypocritical smile and said: "Brother Ye, after entering the tomb of the Immortal King, you'd better stay with me.
Together, when the time comes, even if we meet Zhu Wuji and the others, we will at least have one more helper."
"Thank you, Senior Ghost. I know." Ye Xingchen nodded. When he saw Lin Chuxiong woke up, he said goodbye to the ghost painter and walked towards Lin Chuxiong.
"Master Lin, how is your injury?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"The magic pill." Lin Chuxiong stood up, moved his numb hands and feet a little, and said with emotion on his face: "Such a serious injury, I didn't expect that Brother Ye just took a pill and not only cured it.
Even the old illnesses and diseases from the past have disappeared without a trace."
"It's okay." Ye Xingchen nodded with a wry smile and said, "All these disasters were caused by me. It's mainly because something unexpected happened to the Lin family. I'm afraid I really feel uneasy."
"It's a blessing, not a curse, but you can't avoid it." Lin Chuxiong smiled bitterly twice and said, "Brother Ye, don't worry too much. Even if nothing happened today, our Lin family probably wouldn't be able to survive for long. Speaking of which, the blood curse thing
, I have to trouble Brother Ye. If there is a solution to the blood curse in this Immortal King’s tomb, I hope you, Brother Ye..."
"Don't worry, Master Lin, I will definitely find a way to solve the blood curse." Ye Xingchen nodded, looked at Lin Chuxiong seriously, and said.
Boom!
At this moment, a loud noise as loud as the sky came from the depths of the Immortal King's Tomb.
Countless boulders rolled down from the mountain.
"Immortal... Tomb of the Immortal King, Ma, it will be opened soon... it will be opened?"
Whoosh!
The sudden movement caused everyone's eyes to fall on the Immortal King's tomb. The ground was shaking non-stop. There were several low-lying places, and gaps several meters wide were opened.
Just after hearing a "bang", I saw a stone tablet thousands of meters high emerging from the depths of the ground.
Fairy spirit overflows.
Standing around the tomb of the Immortal King, one can feel the feeling of being in the heart and mind, with the pores widening.
"Brother Ye, after entering, you must be careful about the ghost painter. In my impression, he is not a kind person. He works so hard to help you, and even goes so far as to quarrel with Emperor Huangquan, Zhu Wuji and the others. He must be
He has a plan." Lin Chuxiong turned his head and glanced at the ghost painter standing not far away, and then whispered to Ye Xingchen beside him.
"Does it have a plan?" Ye Xingchen's eyes flickered with coldness for a moment, and he smiled lightly and said: "If it doesn't come to trouble me, then forget it. If it really wants to make some crooked plan, I'm afraid the result will be...
It won’t do what it wants.”
After listening to Ye Xingchen's words, Lin Chuxiong, who was standing aside, just nodded and didn't take it seriously. After all, the gap between Ye Xingchen's cultivation level and that of the powerful Emperor Ghost Painter was not even a little bit.
Not to mention Ye Xingchen, even if he met the ghost painter, he probably wouldn't be able to get the slightest advantage.
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
The immortal monument was erected.
Everyone, you can see clearly now that the Tomb of the Immortal King is not hidden under this mountain, but the entire nearby mountains are the Tomb of the Immortal King.
Its tombstone alone is as high as a thousand meters.
"boom!"
As soon as the Immortal Monument was revealed, the soul of the White Elephant King appeared in front of Ye Xingchen and said in a cold voice: "Boy, are you sure you don't want to hand over the Witch God Palace to me? Huh, those few and a half
Bu Xianren teamed up, even I am worried about them. With your little arms and legs, it is simply impossible to protect the Witch God Palace. As long as you hand over the things, I can ask you.
I guarantee that even if the Immortal King comes back to life, I will protect you and walk out of this Immortal King’s tomb safely..."