"The place of inheritance is randomly teleported. Its cultivation level is no more than the seventh level of the Qi Sea Realm. If it encounters the one-horned dragon clan, wouldn't it be in danger?"
"Humph, a strong person needs to be tempered. You can't protect him all the time."
"Why don't you call him?"
"Oh, why are you asking this question again? Okay, okay, this is so annoying. Think about it, if there is one more person, doesn't it mean that one more person has to be given away? That is the Tomb of the Twelve Kings, so it will be a big loss."
"..."
After Fang Luo had a conversation with Xia Duoduo, he was sensible enough to say nothing, but he didn't feel it was inappropriate. Maybe in the eyes of others, Xia Duoduo only had the word "profit", but Fang Luo knew her heart.
Still very kind.
During the next journey, Xia Duoduo was extremely excited. He first helped Fang Luo and the Yin Xiao Ghost King to cover their Qi, and then used Taoism to improve the spirits of Fang Luo and the Yin Xiao Ghost King. He led the two of them with high morale without stopping at all.
He rushed towards the Tomb of the Twelve Kings.
This left Fang Luo and Yinxiao Ghost King speechless for a while.
After spending most of the day, the three finally arrived at the location.
In front of me, I saw a dark sky, as if it would collapse at any time. Below, a bunch of weird-shaped trees were piled up, looking like an endless black city. From time to time, strong winds blew, and the cold was biting.
The entire dark and gloomy forest will rustle, branches and leaves are dancing, and the entire black city seems to be completely alive.
Xia Duoduo leaned closer to Fang Luo and said cautiously: "I feel that there is something ominous in this forest."
Fang Luo gave her a funny look, but he didn't expect that the little devil also had something to be afraid of. He remained silent and moved towards the dark forest.
Looking at Fang Luo's back, Xia Duoduo felt embarrassed, stamped her feet, and hurriedly followed.
Although the Yin Xiao Ghost King's cultivation has been suppressed, his consciousness is unique. Coupled with the help of the thirty-six earth evil soul-catching eyes, he can understand all the disturbances within a radius of five thousand meters.
Just like the ancient forest that Luo and others encountered before, there were no monsters or hidden restrictions in this dark forest. The more it was like this, the more terrifying and quiet it became.
"We found people, at least there are nearly seventy of them." Yinxiao Ghost King paused in his steps and said in a low voice.
Fang Luo nodded secretly. Fortunately, with the help of Xia Duoduo's Taoist magic, the energy of the three of them was concealed. Even if there was a demon king-level existence in the lineup of the nine-headed python clan, the other party would not be able to detect him.
The three of them groped for a while and approached quietly.
After about half a stick of incense, Fang Luo saw the station of the nine-headed python clan. In front of him was a huge open space with a radius of nearly three thousand meters. In this open space, one after another, big snakes were coiled up.
, the green eyes flickered in the darkness, looking particularly cold, and the scarlet tip of the tongue kept spitting out.
In front of the army of the nine-headed python clan, there was only a man with a sinister face.
The only thing that surprised Fang Luo was that there were only nearly forty nine-headed pythons, and on the other side, there were more than a dozen human monks.
These dozen monks, whose cultivation levels ranged from the eighth level to the ninth level of the Qi Sea Realm, were sitting together quite close to the Yin Vulture man, and they kept talking nonsense. Even the demon from the Nine-Headed Python Clan
King-level middle-aged men always say something from time to time
sentence, it seems that the relationship is extremely harmonious.
"It seems that what the girl doll said before is true. There are shady activities among the Nine-Headed Python Clan and the four major sects, as well as the casual cultivators in Wengu City." Yinxiao Ghost King said with murderous intent: "Do you want to
Take action?"
Fang Luo waved his hand. The cultivation of these dozen human monks was average. As for the middle-aged man who was beyond the peak of Qi Sea Realm, most of the forty nine-headed pythons had cultivation levels between the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Sea Realm.
Heavy, a small number of them are at the seventh level of the Qi Sea Realm, and only four or five are strong enough to be at the eighth level of the Qi Sea Realm.
The combat power of the nine-headed python and these casual cultivators cannot be underestimated.
However, Fang Luo would naturally not take this kind of fighting power seriously. He and Yin Xiao Ghost King should be able to compete, but their target is the tomb of the Twelve Kings. There is no movement now, so there must be something fishy inside.
"Hey, it's time for my aunt to appear." Xia Duoduo's eyes flashed with pride, "As long as they don't use sound transmission, I can use the Taoist method to hear what they are saying."
When Fang Luo and Yinxiao Ghost King were stunned, Xia Duoduo formed a seal with his fingers, and a faint green light flashed away, as if some mysterious power had formed. Xia Duoduo immediately pricked up his ears and acted like he was listening.
Fang Luo and Yinxiao Ghost King looked at each other and were quite shocked. Is this sect's method too powerful? There seems to be nothing that Xia Duoduo can't do?
Xia Duoduo wrinkled her delicate nose and said: "That middle-aged bald man was talking about Fang Mumu, saying that the power of the wood can crush an eighth-level Qi Sea Realm to death. If it weren't for the help of the exotic treasure, I'm afraid
They have been killed long ago. Huh, what a shameless statement!"
Fang Luo smiled silently.
The demon king of the nine-headed python clan did everything he could to lower his fighting power. Whenever he had the opportunity, he would talk about it, as if he could kill anyone, Fang Luo.
It's a pity that this group of casual cultivators actually believed it.
"Well, we mentioned the Tomb of the Twelve Kings..." Xia Duoduo said: "There was an ugly guy with pimples on his face. He asked very impatiently when he could go to the Tomb of the Twelve Kings. He said that he had already
He has been waiting for most of the day, which has delayed his search for the treasure. Humph, he is only at the ninth level of the Qi Sea Realm, so why are you so arrogant?"
"Hey, the middle-aged bald man answered and said that it will take a while. It will take a stick of incense and it will be fine. What can I do? He didn't even finish his words. This middle-aged bald man is really annoying.
Hate."
"Well, a little guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said that the tomb of the Twelve Kings is protected by a magic circle. Is there any danger inside? The others looked at him with contempt and did not answer. If it were me, I would
It’s also contemptuous, what are you talking about?”
"The middle-aged bald man's face turned serious. He said that among the tombs of the Twelve Kings, five of the Martial Kings belong to this group of humans, and the remaining seven belong to their casual cultivators! Damn it, these tombs are all mine! How dare you follow me?
Shall I grab it? Wait a moment, Mu Mu, you have to give him a good beating to help me relieve my anger."
"..."
Fang Luo and Yinxiao Ghost King were dumbfounded as they listened to Xia Duoduo's explanation. Although they were frowning at this time, showing off their aura, contempt, and disdain from time to time, they were obviously not giving up.
On top of this.
After hearing so much, Fang Luo's train of thought probably became clear.
I'm afraid they discovered the Twelve Kings Cemetery together. However, the Twelve Kings Cemetery is protected by a magic circle. The power of the magic circle is currently being lost. I'm afraid it will take some time for the magic circle to be completely restored.
dissipate.
This magic circle must not be simple, otherwise this group of people would not sit here and wait patiently.
However, this made Fang Luo slightly stunned. It seems that from the beginning to now, all the treasures encountered in this inheritance place are protected by a magic circle. With the strength of the treasure, the strength of the protection of this magic circle
, are also different.
However, can this be protected by the protection of the magic circle alone? Could it be that the treasures in this inheritance place were just given to these monks?
Pies in the sky don't really fall into the sky, which makes Fang Luo even more vigilant.
"They took action..." Yin Xiao Ghost King shouted in a low voice.
Fang Luo looked around and saw the vulture-like middle-aged man walking in the front. The coiled snakes behind him also began to stir and twist. Behind them were the dozen or so casual cultivators.
During the whole process, no sound was made.
Fang Luo and the other three didn't linger any longer, and cautiously moved towards their rear.
After advancing for nearly a dozen miles, Fang Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he stared intently at the huge thing in front of him.
Xia Duoduo and Yinxiao Ghost King also quickly noticed, and saw in the dense forest in front of them, a palace in the shape of an ancient tomb, rising from the ground, like a giant beast crawling in the forest, as if blending into this darkness, if
Unless you are aware of this energy, it may be difficult to distinguish it.
This ancient tomb-shaped palace is about two feet high and twenty feet wide. I don’t know how long it is. The whole body exudes a cold smell, as if some bad luck lives here.
Things make people feel hairy.
At the gate of the ancient tomb, a faint black light array, centered on the gate, enveloped the entire ancient tomb palace. However, the luster of the black light array was constantly dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If it goes down, it will collapse at any time.
If you look closely, you will see that there is still a trace of greed and fanaticism on the faces of the middle-aged Yin Vulture man and the group of human cultivators.
What Fang Luo really didn't expect was that the dragon scales in his dantian suddenly jumped slightly, as if giving Fang Luo some warning or a reminder, which made Fang Luo startled slightly.
The Yin Xiao Ghost King held down his voice and asked, "Fang Luo, what should we do?"
Obviously, even if you follow this group of people and sneak into the ancient tomb palace, you will probably be discovered in an instant. But if not, it will be a head-on collision.
Xia Duoduo's pretty face was full of excitement, and she waved her fist: "Let's kill them directly and destroy them all."
The Yin Xiao Ghost King glanced at her speechlessly. Is this guy really fearless?
Xia Duoduo reacted at this glance and was a little embarrassed, but of course she would not admit it and said roughly: "I just said it casually. The atmosphere is so depressing, why not just make a little joke."
"Okay, okay, okay." Yinxiao Ghost King was quite helpless, "It's whatever you say...the magic circle is broken!"
The Yin Xiao Ghost King was suddenly startled. The three of them looked at it at the same time, only to see that the magic circle covering the ancient tomb palace made a slight bang and completely shattered.
Xia Duoduo and Yinxiao Ghost King looked at Fang Luo at the same time.
Fang Luo's eyes flashed, and he looked at the group of nine-headed pythons with faintly fanatical expressions. There seemed to be something in his heart that was awakening and he whispered: "Kill them."
Xia Duoduo and Yinxiao Ghost King were both startled at the same time.