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Chapter 219 Exploring the Ancient Tomb

Hot summer.

The ordinary mountains that looked in front of me were towering high and covered with lush green clothes. It was originally a beautiful picture, but after the barrier was broken, black energy gushes out of the ground.

"Be careful, it's a trap left by the prince. Once the barrier is broken, it will quickly spread to the big demon within a fifty-mile radius."

Even if Huang Pi is tied up by Wuhuada.

But everyone did not ignore the words of contempt for him, because he stood behind Wenjiu.

Wu Xin's left hand transformed into a Buddha bowl.

"In that case, just prevent these evil spirits from spreading there." He dug his legs into the ground.

Put your hands together and murmur Buddhist words.

Each word is mixed with the Buddha's light visible to the naked eye, supporting the ever-increasing Buddha bowl until it becomes transparent and can completely wrap around Jiuhua Mountain.

"fall!"

The edge of the light yellow Buddha bowl sticks into the ground.

The evil spirits that have not been dissipated are once again imprisoned in the Buddha bowl. The warm wine takes back the thunder that was originally intended to be sacrificed. The evil spirits are difficult to extinguish, so it is best to control them.

The thunder that is ready to strike scolds behind the clouds.

"go in."

Warm the wine and give the order.

The people who had rubbed their fists against each other for a long time turned into a stream of light and rushed straight into the mountain like a galloping horse.

She condensed a spiritual sword in her right hand.

The three of them looked at each other.

Blessing to the soul.

"Qingyan, follow me."

Qingyan, who was originally going to act alone like Ling Rui, Mu Dan and Wu Xin, frowned and stood obediently behind Wen Jiu.

"Sister, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was already a rope in his hand.

Wen Jiu said: "What are you thinking about? Huang Pi is our biggest trump card. Protect him. Follow me into the ancient tomb and explore the way."

Qingyan, who thought he was hiding behind her:
Give me such an important hostage!

It seems that I am the person that senior sister trusts the most! ! !

"Yes!"

Wen Jiu patted his shoulder and said, "Follow me, safety first."

She looked at the indifferent Huang Pi from the corner of her eye.

Qingyan could only think that the road ahead was full of dangers, and Wenjiu was caring about him. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind to protect Huang Pi.

This is a big help.

"Take the base personnel alive and kill the evil cultivators!"

Since ancient times, there has been no coexistence between good and evil.

This should be the case in Xuanmen. However, since the war ten years ago, the major leaders have become afraid. The evil cultivators they encountered in recent years have killed many people, but they Xuanmen people can only capture them alive without harming their lives.

Forget about the children of various sects.

They, a group of casual cultivators, have long wanted to kill the evil cultivators and build up their momentum over the past few years.

Hear the order to warm the wine.

Everyone just felt a fire rising in their hearts.

"Order!"

The rough and arrogant man took off the big knife on his shoulder and rushed straight to the base like flying.

Before the evil cultivators came up, half of them had already been cut in half by the rough man's sword.

Wen Jiu couldn't help but look at him twice.

Such a brave person, who is a casual cultivator, should be in the position of elder of the sect.

Maybe he saw her doubts.

Mu Dan said: "This man's name is Tu Long. He has domineering spiritual power and is invincible with a broadsword. We juniors will respectfully call him Uncle Tu. For so many years, the leader has been trying to invite him to join the sect. Unfortunately, Uncle Tu and the mysterious The blind Taoist priest wandered around and refused the master."

"Speaking of it, both of them are unparalleled masters of Xuanmen." The battlefield ahead had reached a fever pitch in the blink of an eye.

Wen Jiu took a look at the current situation. The cultivation base of evil cultivators relying on evil magic was weak and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Now is the best time to enter the ancient tomb, let's go."

The road up the mountain is not easy and extremely winding.
In order to avoid exposing their whereabouts, Wen Jiu, Ling Rui and the others climbed up the mountain as quickly as possible.

Under Huang Pi's guidance, the journey went smoothly.

But when Kankan saw the dug entrance, two or three men in black robes in front noticed them.

The long sword pierced the sky.

The person in the middle is particularly rich in spiritual power and has the purest fire spiritual power.

It just feels familiar.

The moment the burly figure in the middle spoke, Wen Jiu finally understood what it meant to harm Yi Qian.

He took off his black robe, revealing a face that had long since died.

"...Chiyun...!"

Mu Dan hates evil as much as his enemies, even if they were once partners.

But he also hated traitors the most, not to mention that Chi Yun had done so many things to destroy the lintel of Xuanmen during his lifetime.

A long spear cuts off a long arrow wrapped in flames.

However, the broken arrow did not fall to the ground as expected, it was still rushing over at an extremely fast speed.

Wen Jiu's face was solemn, "It's the spirit of the dead. His current spells also bring the spirit of the dead, and they live forever." But this kind of evil magic is born in the underworld.

"Clang——" The spear fell to the ground.

"You go in first, and I'll hold them in check." Mu Dan waved his hand.

The spiritual power sent the four Wenjiu people into the entrance of the tomb.

After entering, there is no lifelessness like the sky and the earth have not been seen all year round.

Probably because people often come in to do research, the air underground is the same as above.

"Ahem, cough, senior sister, Chiyun has become a dead spirit. There won't be a corpse king in this ancient tomb, right?" Qingyan asked urgently and quickly.

You know, these days people are cremated after death.

Zombies...are already an old thing.

If so, then he will have to grow up and become more knowledgeable, Qingyan thought secretly.

Wen Jiu glanced at his excited look and said helplessly: "Can you think of something better? You haven't smelled the rich dragon aura in the ancient tomb at all, huh?"

"I think he didn't notice it because he was neglecting his homework." Ling Rui teased.

As they talked, the pace of their feet moving forward did not decrease.

Wu Xin stopped stroking the Buddha beads and frowned: "That dragon energy is to our right."

The long corridor showed its end as they flashed rapidly.

It is a beautifully carved stone gate.

Seeing the small circular hole at the door, Ling Rui used magic to explore inside. His spiritual power stopped outside the hidden button in the stone wall and retreated.

He pointed to the round hole and said, "The mechanism is here."

"Such a small hole, no bigger than a walnut, what could it be?" Qingyan paced back and forth.

I accidentally stuffed the beads there, they were a bit big.

He knew the size in his mind and looked around. His eyes were fixed on Wen Jiu's collarbone, and he refused to move away.

Qingyan, who was still thinking, noticed it and jumped between him and Wenjiu.

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Wenjiu didn't think much about it.

She believed that Wu Xin, the monk's ordinary heart would not move on her.

In her previous life, she had known for a long time that this monk had someone in his heart.

So I followed his gaze, moved my finger on the small bell hanging around my neck, and suddenly understood.

He reached out and grabbed Qingyan's back collar, "Shut up."

Ling Rui saw the bell between her fingers and said in surprise: "Yes, the soul-catching bell is not something that Senior Qin left behind ten years ago. I remember that she always ran to Jiuhua Mountain, maybe it was actually the key she brought back. !”