Secrets are difficult to guarantee. Even a mute may leak the secret.
So Chu Xiu only believed in one thing: the only people who can keep secrets are dead people.
So let alone this group of casual warriors who had sided with the Dong family before, even if they remained neutral, Chu Xiu would choose to eradicate the problem in order to solve the problem.
Of course, there is another witness, Yan Chixiao, but this guy doesn’t seem to be a ‘person’ now. Will anyone believe what he says?
Therefore, under Chu Xiu's Heaven-Destroying and Earth-Destroying Forgotten Killing Fist, all the casual cultivators were killed.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire hall was filled with corpses and flesh. Chu Xiu calmly exited the Selfless Killing Realm without much consumption of himself.
Yan Chixiao took a deep look at Chu Xiu. Of course, the two flaming holes on his skull could not be seen from his eyes.
If it were placed in the ancient times, based on Chu Xiu's character, I believe Lord Wenhou would be very interested in him. Maybe Wenhou would have one more of the four generals under his command.
Looking at Yan Chixiao, Chu Xiu said calmly: "Okay, now it's your turn. I want to see if I can break your skeleton first, or if you can kill me first."
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Yan Chixiao said in a muffled voice: "No more fighting, please leave."
Saying that, Yan Chixiao stopped his two rapidly rotating iron chains.
Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "No fight?"
Yan Chixiao snorted and said: "Your body should be the strongest among the young people who entered the place of suppression, but you are not the most suitable one to be the body for Lord Wen Hou's rebirth.
It's too difficult to fight with you, so I might as well kill more others to collect blood."
Yan Chixiao was telling the truth. With so many people entering this big tomb, it was obviously not cost-effective to fight with Chu Xiu here.
Since he was not sure of killing Chu Xiu, he might as well tell Chu Xiu to get out quickly, and then wait for others to enter and kill people and steal his blood.
Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows, turned around and left.
Yan Chixiao wasn't sure about killing him. In fact, he wasn't sure about dealing with Yan Chixiao either.
After tens of thousands of years of suppression, Yan Chixiao's strength has fallen below that of a martial arts master. In terms of pure strength, Chu Xiu is not afraid of him.
But the opponent had refined his bones to the point where they were comparable to a divine weapon. Even if Chu Xiu attacked, it would be extremely difficult to hurt him. He could only be suppressed through Buddhist techniques.
Instead of wasting time with this guy here, Chu Xiu should find the inheritance of Marquis Lu Wen as soon as possible.
Half a quarter of an hour after Chu Xiu left, black water emerged in the hall, and Shui Wuxiang's figure emerged from it. Looking at the corpses everywhere, Shui Wuxiang said in surprise: "It's a very neat move."
Yan Chixiao shook his head and said, "I didn't do it."
With that said, Yan Chixiao told Shui Wuxiang what happened.
Shui Wuxiang raised his eyebrows and said, "It's that kid again? Among the young people who came in, that guy can be said to be the most difficult one. Why didn't you kill him by the way? If he was allowed to affect Wen Wen,
Isn’t Master Hou’s resurrection plan terrible?”
Yan Chixiao snorted coldly and said: "I want to kill him, but you don't even look at what state I am in now. My body is already dead. How can you kill him? Why don't you save some energy and kill him?"
Others, collect some blood."
Shui Wuxiang shook his head and said: "Okay, let's put this matter aside for now. The three true elixir realm warriors are about to enter the burial place of Master Wen Hou. I first need to join forces with Xuan Jiuyou to make arrangements.
Kill those three martial arts masters.
Only at the burial place of Lord Wenhou, could Xuan Jiuyou borrow a trace of the aura left by Lord Wenhou in the 'Wushuang' to kill the enemy.
After refining their qi and blood, it is estimated that the qi and blood needed to resurrect Master Wen Hou will be gathered together."
"Wait a minute, take these corpses over first and let Zhijiu Ling condense their Qi and blood." Yan Chixiao pointed at the broken corpses on the ground.
Shui Wuxiang frowned and said, "Why are you in such a mess?"
Yan Chixiao snorted and said: "It's not me who killed him, it was the boy who was too cruel. Anyway, he was just condensing Qi and blood. What's the difference between a corpse and a corpse?"
Shui Wuxiang grunted dissatisfiedly, but he still turned into black water, wrapped all the corpses in it, and disappeared.
At this time, in a palace in the center of the tomb, three martial arts masters including Dong Qikun and dozens of other warriors were present, but the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
The layout of the entire hall is extremely simple, all made of bronze, and the ground is covered with dense runes.
There is no decoration at all in the main hall, but in the most central area is a huge bronze coffin, with thirty-six long swords nailed into the top of the coffin, as if to prevent the contents from coming out.
But even so, there are still wisps of black mist emerging from the giant bronze coffin, and the breath is cold and terrifying.
After all, Dong Qikun and others are martial arts masters, and their knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary warriors. The three of them have already recognized that the thirty-six long swords are the most precious treasure of the Zhenwu Sect, the Zhenwu Evil-killing Sword!
Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword is an existence between a treasure weapon and a divine weapon. Its material and power are still that of a treasure weapon, but Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword needs to be refined with the blood of a Zhenwu Sect martial arts master.
When it comes to slaying evil spirits, its power is comparable to that of a divine weapon.
Refining a treasured weapon with your heart and blood is an irreversible harm to a warrior, so even within the current Zhenwu Sect, not many people are willing to sacrifice the Zhenwu Evil-Slaying Sword anymore.
But there are thirty-six Zhenwu Evil-killing Swords nailed to the coffin. You can imagine what kind of cruel people are being suppressed here!
In addition to the giant bronze coffin, there is also a huge Fangtian painted halberd hanging in the hall.
The shape of Fang Tian's painted halberd was extremely fierce, the body of the halberd was pitch black, and the figure of a ferocious glass dragon was carved on it.
Although the crescent blade was silver-white, its edge was scarlet, as if it was dyed red by blood.
The entire Fang Tian Painted Halberd exudes an extremely ferocious aura and looks extremely terrifying. It even feels like a ferocious beast instead of a weapon to everyone!
At this time, the Fangtian Painted Halberd was hanging in mid-air, but what hung it was not a rope, but a string of Buddhist beads.
The Buddhist beads were engraved with Sanskrit, and a ray of Buddha's light bloomed to suppress the ferocious aura of Fang Tian's painted halberd, but even so, it was very reluctant. There were a total of one hundred and eight Buddhist beads, but among them
However, the ten of them have been damaged, and the Sanskrit charms on them are extremely dim.
With such an obvious hint, there was no need to guess. Dong Qikun and others had almost instantly guessed who was being suppressed in this tomb. It turned out to be Marquis Lu Wen, the demon who dominated the world in ancient times!
This discovery made Dong Qikun couldn't help but tremble, he was so excited.
Marquis Lu Wen exists in legend. Although Dong Qikun and others do not know what is in this place, it is obvious that even an object carried by Marquis Lu Wen may be a treasure.
Not to mention anything else, although most of the power in the thirty-six Zhenwu Evil-killing Swords suppressing the bronze coffin of Marquis Lu Wen has been wiped out, it still retains extremely powerful power.
There is also the Buddhist bead that imprisons Fang Tian's painted halberd. Although it is also damaged, if you take it out alone, it is considered a treasure.
And the most precious thing is the Fang Tian Painted Halberd, which was the 'unparalleled' weapon that the former demon god Lu Wenhou carried with him. It has the level of a divine weapon and can definitely be called the greatest treasure among treasures.
Dong Qikun and the other three looked at each other with an unknown look in their eyes.
The rules of the Kaishan Festival are that outsiders can take away anything they can, and anything that cannot be taken away must be left to the Dong family.
In the past, the Dong family held a mountain opening ceremony and mined in any direction. Most of what was discovered were only mineral deposits, and only a few relics were found. Even if there were some relics, what outsiders could take away was limited. Most of them still belonged to the Dong family, so Dong
My family doesn't feel bad either.
But what about this time? This is the place where the demon god Lu Wenhou suppresses. Taking out any one at random is a treasure, and the Dong family cannot part with any of them!
The same goes for the other two people. Although this is the opening ceremony of the Dong family, they are also here to help, and there are two of them, but there is only one person in the Dong family. Shouldn't they bring more things?
Dong Qikun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Qiao Liandong, Xu Tingyi, you and I are all old acquaintances who have been friends for several years. Now that the treasure is in front of me, I don't want to fall out with you.
Besides, this is the place where the ancient demon god Lu Wenhou suppressed. After coming in for so long, you should have noticed that something is wrong. There are still living things in this tomb!
Although they have not taken action against us, other junior warriors have suffered a lot. No one knows when the crisis will fall on us.
Instead of killing each other in front of the treasure, why don't we join forces temporarily, divide the things here equally, take them out, and then discuss other things, what do you think?"
Qiao Liandong and Xu Tingyi are both veteran martial arts masters with rich experience in martial arts. This is indeed not the place to take action at the moment, so they both nodded and agreed with Dong Qikun's intention.
Dong Qikun said in a deep voice: "In this case, let's get the magic weapon 'Wushuang' first. The giant bronze coffin must be suppressing Marquis Lu Wen. After pulling out the thirty-six Zhenwu Evil Swords, we don't know what the consequences will be.
Anyway, we’d better play it safe.”
Just when Dong Qikun finished speaking, a burst of black mist filled the hall. The black mist seemed to have spirituality. It actually condensed together and turned into a hazy human figure standing in the air, with scarlet eyes glowing.
"Just because you and other local chickens and dogs are worthy of trying to defeat Lord Wen Hou's magic weapon, you are simply desperate!"