The green mountains are far away, and in the distance, many people are hiking in one after another. Chen Fan climbed up a slope and looked down. Pang Yuan was beside Chen Fan. Chen Fan pondered for a moment.
Pang Yuan couldn't help but said, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong?"
"The layout here is not small." Chen Fan said in shock, then whispered.
"What kind of pattern is not small?" Pang Yuan next to him was stunned for a moment, a little confused. Chen Fan shook his head and did not explain. Chen Fan looked at it with his own eyes. The mountains here were stacked with mountains. It was clearly arranged by someone deliberately. With the mountains
As the source, use water as the pattern!
The power of mountains and rivers are like horns to each other. There are only a few people who can do this.
"Moving mountains to fill the sea, such a big feat, ordinary Xuanying monks can't do it." Chen Fan was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but said in his heart. When he saw it like this, Chen Fan felt a little shocked. This scene is not a small one.
, some of them exceeded Chen Fan’s expectations.
There are more than just monks in the Baodan realm? But in this small world, are there actually people in the realm of Xuan Ying, or even Xuan Ying and above? Chen Fan paused for a moment.
This means that the power of this landscape has been around for too long, and the power of heaven and earth has gradually dimmed, and will almost dissipate. Otherwise, with the power of this landscape, it would not be a problem to trap these people in the secular world for thousands of years.
.
Even if you ask the old master of the Sword Sect who is in the Dan Bao realm to come and try, he will definitely come back in vain!
After all, what a powerful arrangement this is!
"It's nothing." Chen Fan shook his head, "Let's go." But Chen Fan was already full of dignity in this line of work.
"It's just ahead." After trekking for a long time, Pang Yuan stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, panting. He was already quite deep into the mountain range, which was due to the failure of the power of the mountains and rivers.
Otherwise, even if a person spends a year here, he still cannot touch the door of this mausoleum.
Pointing to the front not far away, Pang Yuandao said that the last time he came here, he discovered this ruins, but in the end he could not enter because the entrance to the ruins was blocked by a force that had not completely decayed.
"Yes." Chen Fan nodded. He had already followed the finger and saw a mountain in the distance. It was cut open in the middle and cut into a square altar. In the front direction, it was surrounded by mountains. "
On the altar, the silence was terrifying.
Such a majestic place is hidden deep in this mountain, and has never been discovered for so many years.
"Let's go and have a look." Chen Fan said in a deep voice. After all these years, Chen Fan has never discovered this place, and he has never seen it in his memory. He followed Pang Yuan to the place. The ruins have been opened and the restrictions have disappeared.
Many people had already entered.
At the entrance of this ruins, stands a huge stone tablet. On the stone tablet, there is a line of words engraved, "I always stand on the sword hill..."
Just such a line of words, standing at this door, seems to be telling people who come after you.
Many people passed by here, just took a quick glance, and immediately went in. Only Chen Fan stood in front of this stone tablet and looked at this line of words. His eyes gradually became more and more distracted. The sword energy on this writing was soaring to the sky. This is this
The owner of the ancient tomb once carved on this stone tablet with his own two fingers, all in one go!
These few words reveal the owner of the stone tablet’s deep understanding of swordsmanship! Ordinary people can’t tell it at all!
Just in front of this stone monument, Chen Fan froze and stopped moving. He just raised his head and looked at the stone monument with a confused expression. Chen Fan was not in a hurry. There couldn't be anything too precious in the ancient tomb.
On the contrary, on this stone tablet, one can guess a trace of the swordsmanship of the sword.
Chen Fan turned a blind eye to the people coming and going next to him. He raised his head and looked at the stone tablet intently. When many people from the ancient martial arts family saw this scene, they were first confused and then followed Chen Fan.
After two glances and finally a sneer, no one paid attention and everyone went in.
"Mr. Mo?" Seeing Chen Fan's delay in moving, Pang Yuan next to him suddenly became anxious.
But Chen Fan was completely unaware...
In fact, at this moment, Chen Fan seemed to be in a state of trance. His pupils gradually dilated until they became completely blank, and he remained completely motionless.
Chen Fan's spiritual world has been completely pulled into this stone tablet!
In his sleeves, Chen Fan's body was shaking hard, and sweat was pouring from his forehead!
At this moment, all the sounds around Chen Fan were far away from Chen Fan and disappeared. His pupils were dilated, and he was just staring at the stone tablet until he saw the words "Above Jian Qiu" and Jian Qiu.
, the fantasy in front of him collapsed almost instantly, and Chen Fan was pulled into a world alive!
This is a gray world. Looking around, this is an ancient star. On top of the ancient star, there are corpses everywhere. This is an ancient battlefield with millions of corpses! And on the top of this battlefield with millions of corpses, a
The swordsman stands alone, covered in blood.
The terrifying sunset, the molten sunset, is as big as half of the sky, almost swallowing up the heaven and earth, and blending into the entire horizon. The remaining red light of the sunset is smeared on the desolate battlefield here, everywhere on the battlefield
They all seemed to have been smeared with scars.
Suddenly, the swordsman moved. As soon as he moved, nine huge shadows rose up from behind him in one breath, exactly like his original form.
The Nine Shadows formed a killing formation directly out of thin air! The fierce aura shot straight into the sky!
The swordsman slowly moved and danced the sword in his hand.
Nine shadows behind him started to move together with him.
The swords in everyone's hands were full of charming traces. Chen Fan's pupils were dilating and he kept looking blankly.
Within a few seconds, the picture shattered. Chen Fan's body shook, and his entire spiritual world retreated from it. Chen Fan opened his mouth and almost spit out a mouthful of blood!
"Mr. Mo!" Pang Yuan was horrified at the side. Now he rushed forward and held one of Chen Fan's hands. Chen Fan had a look of horror on his face and waved his hands repeatedly.
The owner of this ancient tomb is so strong! Chen Fan has already realized it.
"What was the charm of that swordsmanship just now?" Chen Fan was sweating profusely, feeling more and more happy to see Hunting Heart. The charm of that swordsmanship was extremely brilliant. Even from the perspective of Chen Fan, a real person, it was worthy of praise.
But unfortunately, this scene was too short. Chen Fan only peeked at it from a distance across time and space for less than a few seconds, and the scene was already broken.
Chen Fan could hardly peek into the realm of the owner of the ancient tomb.
"This ancient star... is so strange." Chen Fan frowned deeply. In the picture just now, Chen Fan had written down this ancient star, but it was definitely not the Northern Tribulation Star.
Could it be that the owner of this ancient tomb is not from the Northern Tribulation Star?
"Mr. Mo, let's go." Pang Yuan said next to him.
Chen Fan breathed out lightly. Chen Fan was actually a little shocked just now. After looking at the ancient monument again, Chen Fan turned his head and noticed that the young man in black not far away also
Look at this ancient monument intently!
Except for him, everyone just passed by this ancient monument in a hurry, and at most they only took a cursory glance.
And the eyes of this young man in black were empty, and he was clearly in trance just like Chen Fan!
But the time he spent in meditation was obviously shorter. The next moment, his body trembled and he exited, but his face was also pale. He was breathing heavily, and he was confused. He didn't know what he saw, and whether it was
Same as Chen Fan.
Chen Fan had already silently memorized this person, and now he said, "Go in."
It would be bad to delay any longer. Chen Fan took Pang Yuan and entered through the entrance of this ancient tomb. There were nine entrances to this ancient tomb, and the places they entered were different. The countless people who came this time had all considered it.
Once, enter from different entrances.
After entering this ancient tomb, there is a cave in this ancient tomb, a lead-gray mausoleum, and the air is slightly cold and damp.
"Oh my God." After entering this mausoleum, Pang Yuan couldn't restrain his shock. What kind of monk could repair this mausoleum? Looking at it, the ceiling of the mausoleum is pitch black, as deep as the starry sky, with inlaid
Countless night pearls like stars.
"Seven stars swallowing the sun, this is one of the top ten ancient tomb patterns." Chen Fan muttered, unbelievable.
Only those in the realm of real people can repair the ten ancient tombs after death.