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Chapter 180 179. Traveling in secret together, the ancient tomb storm (8.5K words - thanks to "Who is holy in the world" Silver Alliance)

The ancient Wuxiang clan, the secret realm of the ancestral vein.
Outside the oil-paper window, the shadows of the trees swayed wildly in the early summer shower. Inside the window, an ever-burning monster oil lamp emitted a soft light, casting long or short black shadows on all the large and small utensils in the room.

Song Yan sat in front of the oil lamp, thinking about three things in his mind.

1. Map.

Strictly speaking, the State of Lu is not within the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The closest country to the Fifteen Wuxiang Countries is the Ancient State of Xijue.

There was only a mountain corridor between Lu and the ancient country of Xijue, which was no more than a few dozen miles long. However, because Lu had no profound energy in its country, it was almost never considered as a territory by the ancient country of Xijue. Even if the emperor of the ancient country collected tributes, he would not pay attention to Lu, let alone the sects of the ancient country of Xijue.

The State of Lu was more often seen as one of the numerous small states scattered across the vast wilderness.

This Wuxuan wild land is surrounded by the Wuxiang Fifteen Kingdoms in the west, the Night King Ancient Clan in the east, the Ice Mirror Wasteland in the north, and the Dragon Tomb Ancient Kingdom in the south. Although Lu is close to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, if there is an opportunity, the other two clans will never sit idly by, especially the Dragon Tomb Ancient Kingdom.

Ancient tombs are something they regard as forbidden.

2. Two formation diagrams.

"Lihuo Jusheng Array", "Bingju Xuansha Array".

Of course, the names of these two formations are completely fake. Their essence is to use "fire" and "ice" respectively to offer sacrifices to the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

Song Yan felt that since he could extract the incomplete "Small Heavenly Dao Characters - Yin" from "The Great Array of Ten Thousand Souls Banner Sacrifice" and "The Mysterious Gathering of the Five Elements", it would naturally be possible for him to extract something from these two arrays.

However, after so many years, he has tried various methods but to no avail.

However, he knew that there must be three things hidden in these two formations: one is a certain Heavenly Dao text, two is the target of the Heavenly Dao text, and three is the result pointing to the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

3. "The Secret Technique of Corpse Refining by the Underworld's Corpse Monsters" (extremely incomplete) (simulated state).

This thing was simulated after he saw the corpse monster of the underworld in the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold and was almost killed instantly by it. He used the powerful talent of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan to think over and over again.

This thing is missing extremely important information, and no matter how much time is spent, it is impossible to continue to deduce it.

But this thing itself told Song Yan one thing, that is, the "Corpse Monster of the Underworld" which has no soul, no cause and effect, and whose flesh and blood strength is comparable to that of the Divine Infant Realm can actually be refined through corpse refining techniques!
"Creatures from the underworld" are monsters that the heaven and earth need to use the tumor realm to resist, which is also the main reason for the formation of the soul threshold.

But now, it can actually be refined through corpse refining technique?

this.
This is true.
Song Yan also wanted to practice.

He briefly recalled his experience in refining corpses.

His level of corpse refining is actually still at the level of a small country sect such as the Puppet Sect.

The strongest corpse he had ever refined was the corpse of "Zhang Han in the early stage of Purple Mansion". However, from his current perspective, although Zhang Han was in the Purple Mansion realm, the strength of his corpse was actually still in the Crimson Palace realm, and it was far from even the Ancient Crimson Palace realm. It was several realms lower than the corpse of the Underworld.

Even if such a corpse was refined, and even if it could overwhelm most ordinary Crimson Palace cultivators, it would still not be able to match that of other Purple Mansion early stage cultivators.

As for his true strength, he was not clear. After he was pulled out by Master Yingti, he no longer cared about Zhang Han's body, but secretly hid it somewhere in the East China Sea. Later, he didn't know whether it was picked up by someone or simply eaten by some sea monster or sea beast in the East China Sea.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan suddenly felt his communication stone light up.

In the dim light, the communication stone flickered with a dark red luster, like the pupils of a mad beast in the black.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar of thunder outside the house that was ear-blasting. The pale light illuminated the sky and the earth for a moment, and the swaying shadows of the trees were sharply attached to the oil-paper window.

Song Yan transferred his spiritual consciousness into the communication stone.

Among them came Enri's energetic voice.

"Bad guy, I'm out!!"

The familiar voice made Song Yan couldn't help but smile.

In the past, he would have congratulated and continued to encourage this ordinary female cultivator whom he had dragged to the Purple Mansion Realm.

An Li was just a cute little female cultivator. She was not special. She did not have any earth-shattering divine body, nor did she have any background. Her fate was to die in obscurity, just like him who did not have the fruit of remaining life. She would never be able to reach the Purple Mansion realm in her life, let alone become even the most ordinary member of the ancient clan.

The rain came in faster speed, as if a sluice gate in the sky had opened and the water was pouring down.

Song Yan did not congratulate An Li, but grabbed the communication stone and suddenly asked a question: "I am going to Lu State to do a dangerous thing for the family. Will you come?"

After a long time, a voice came from the communication stone.

"Since you have invited me, how can I not come? I have been through many trials and tribulations and have experience! It's just that I look the same as before in front of you!"

Song Yan sent a message: "This time is different from the past. I might really die."

Soon, An Li's voice came from the communication stone again.

"I don't want to die!"

Song Yan smiled and said, "I'll wait for you for half a month, come quickly."

He couldn't protect An Li all the time, but since he had enjoyed the beauty of love, he hoped that the shelf life of this love could be as long as possible, because even though his life was long, it would be very difficult for him to encounter such love again. Therefore, he didn't want to marginalize An Li easily, or just keep her as a pet, because if he did that, the love he loved would inevitably deteriorate and disappear.

So, taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to test An Li's mental ability and see if she was strong enough to move forward.

After all, although An Li had been training outside for so many years, with his words "If An Li gets into trouble, I get into trouble too", An Li must have been well protected like a flower in a greenhouse. She may have seen cruelty and meanness, and experienced intrigue and deception, but she definitely had never been in a real Shura field.
Song Yan had a feeling that this trip to the ancient tomb of Lu State would not be easy.

Because the mysterious bead that can improve the monk's understanding dozens of times is unprecedented!

Where did this bead come from?

How many more?

Why was he born at this time?
No matter what the problem is, the monks who obtain these beads will definitely see a rapid improvement in overall strength.

It is precisely because this thing can demonstrate great achievements and is extremely sensitive and important that Ancestor Ning Xin would give this matter to him, allowing him to establish his prestige, make achievements, and then naturally take over.

He likes to live in seclusion, but he is not opposed to being in a high position.

Being in a high position often means that you can access the most top-level information that the clan can access, master the biggest situation that the clan can master, and at the same time, you can legitimately eat other people's cakes and share great opportunities, and no one will covet you. Unlike an unknown person, if you get a treasure, you will be hunted to death.

Song Yan put down the communication stone, thought for a while, took out another token, and then began to arrange some matters for his subordinates.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war. He did not use the power of his sect, but he had to let the mortal country of the ancient country of Xijue incorporate the country of Lu into its country first, so that the ancient tomb would become the tomb of the Wuxiang ancient clan, rather than an ownerless tomb.

In just a word, the arrangements he made would be implicitly delivered to the ruler of a big country as an imperial edict, and then thousands of troops would move accordingly.

After doing all this, he walked out of the house and into the rain, looking up to feel the heavy rain. He raised his hands and a black shadow flew out of his arms.

There were hundreds of flying monsters that were good at hiding.

Each one has the aura of Song Yan.

half a month later.

The open space in front of the ancestral secret realm.

Due to the natural calamity, this place has long been barren. The tamed birds and monsters lowered their heads and pulled the chariot, waiting quietly.

After seeing Song Yan, Tang Yi hurried forward and gave a brief report.

He is responsible for showing up in public. If there is any major event in the clan, he naturally needs to accompany and cooperate to facilitate the arrangement of some affairs.

Originally, after knowing that Tang Han was Song Yan, Tang Yi was completely stunned, because in his eyes "Song Yan has always been the enemy who killed his father", but Song Yan had a high status and was in the ancestral secret realm, so he could do nothing.

Then something happened to his mother.

The clan refused to arrange Xuanxin for Xingxianmu because Xuanxin was too busy. Tang Yi asked for help everywhere, but no one agreed to help. An outsider had mixed into the ancient clan. This outsider was not supposed to live long, and it was a blessing that he could die in the crimson palace period.

However, just when Tang Yi was desperate, he suddenly received news that he could lend Xuanxin to Xingxianmu, so that she could enter the pseudo-mansion to prolong her life. Tang Yi thanked the person who helped him profusely. However, by accident, he realized that the person who really helped him was Song Yan, and the clan members who agreed were just listening to Song Yan's words.

Tang Yi had no impression of his father to begin with. After learning about the situation back then many times, he also understood that Song Yan had no choice at the time. This resolved his knot in his heart. Not only that, he also developed a strange feeling of respect for this strong man.

And this time, he will also go along.

After listening to Tang Yi's report, Song Yan also understood the situation in Lu State.

Tang Yi said respectfully, "Uncle, please get on the sedan chair."

He called him "Uncle" very smoothly and willingly.

Song Yan is of his father's generation and is Tang Xiaokong's adopted son. No matter which side he is on, he should shout louder.

At this moment, a sword rainbow fell from the sky, and the heroic little An Li flew down, then quickly walked to Song Yan and said, "I'm here."

Tang Yi knew who this female cultivator was, but he couldn't call her "Aunt", so he could only wait for the two people to get on the chariot.

"Why aren't you talking?" An Li looked at Song Yan who seemed to be distracted at the moment.

Song Yan suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Yi, frowned and said: "Xiao Yi, how can you let me sit in such a small sedan chair?"

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, then said: "Uncle, I know I was wrong, I will change it for you right away."

At the same time, Song Yan's voice rang in his mind.

"Prepare a palanquin, put talismans around it to block detection, and then find a pair of your trusted assassins to hide in the palanquin and pretend to be me and Enli.

Afterwards, we continued at a normal speed and headed straight towards the State of Lu.

Princess Xi, Tang Jin, and Tang Cheng will all go with you.

Princess Xi already knew it, but the two little ones behind her didn’t.

"Remember to make a big show along the way, don't let down the prestige of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan! But don't let anyone know that I'm not in the chariot, can you do it?"

Tang Yi's expression slightly changed, and he replied in his mind: "Uncle, you want to go there early? Isn't this too dangerous?"

"I'm glad you care about me." Song Yan smiled faintly, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Your father's death was related to me, but I had no choice at that time. I couldn't save myself, and I was powerless to save him."

Tang Yi said: "Uncle, I, Tang Yi, am not someone who can't figure things out, don't worry."

Song Yan said gently: "Good boy, be careful on the road. The world is undergoing some strange changes. Don't look at everything with the same eyes as before.

The future of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan still needs you to support it!

I know you've been wronged, but as long as I'm here, I won't treat you unfairly in the future."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yi's heart suddenly became excited, and his eyes were almost burning as he looked at Song Yan. Although he was a member of the ancient Wuxiang tribe, he married a woman from another tribe. Strictly speaking, he was actually an outsider after all.

That was all he had in his life, but he still had offspring.

He doesn't want his descendants to always be like this!
But the clan seemed to have tacitly accepted that all of his clan members would have to do such work, which made Tang Yi feel painful.

But Song Yan's words gave him hope.

"Don't worry, uncle. If this matter is leaked, I, Tang Yi, will come to you with my head on my back!"

The two of them were communicating entirely through thoughts.

Little An Li thought the conversation was awkward.

She looked at the frowning Song Yan, then at the flying chariot in front of her, and whispered: "Why are you putting on airs? This chariot is not bad, it's quite majestic! This demon beast is a Changfeng Hu in the late stage of the Crimson Palace, it's quite impressive."

Song Yan snorted coldly, grabbed little An Li's hand, and left without looking back, leaving Tang Yi standing there awkwardly.

After entering the house, Song Yan told Xiao Anli what had happened before.

An Li pointed at herself and said, "I'll go with you? Will that hold you back?"

Song Yan said: "You will always delay, so in this case, I will let you delay earlier. If you can't do it, I won't call you if there is such a thing in the future."

After that, he gently caressed An Li's pretty face and asked, "Do you dare?"

An Li blushed and said fiercely, "What is there for me to be afraid of, aunt?"

Song Yan looked at her stubborn and nervous eyes and laughed "hehehe".

When An Li heard the laughter, she was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Why is the laughter so scary?"

Song Yan said: "Would you like to try?"

An Li took a deep breath, coughed, cleared her throat, and then grinned: "Jie"

Facing Song Yan's encouraging gaze, she imitated Song Yan's appearance and laughed "hehehe".

After laughing, she said excitedly: "I suddenly feel like I have become a bad person, and a lot of bad ideas have popped up in my mind."

Song Yan asked: "For example?"

An Li said, "I have learned that Lu is next to the ancient country of Xijue. Why not let the ancient country of Xijue swallow Lu quickly? Then when other tribes ask about it, we can say that this is the territory of our ancient Wuxiang tribe and also an opportunity for our ancient Wuxiang tribe."

Song Yan laughed and said, "If you can think of it, who can't? This is totally useless!

Although the story of the two geniuses of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan fighting for the treasure was hidden, it would definitely spread through various channels. In addition to the ancient tomb, the story of the opportunity in Ziwu Village, Lu State, had already spread everywhere.

This opportunity must have attracted a lot of cultivators, not to mention the Night King Ancient Clan and the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan, there are also many independent cultivators."

An Li asked, "Then why don't we let the ancient Xijue Kingdom annex the Lu Kingdom?"

Song Yan said: "Of course I have to swallow it. I have already arranged it."

An Liqi asked: "Why is this?"

Song Yan said: "Of course, after the fight, when we enter the stage of reasoning, we can be in the right. Even when we are fighting, we can still shout out righteously, 'Why did you invade the territory of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan?'"

An Li:.
She thought about it, understood, and then asked, "So what are we going to do in advance?"

Song Yan asked: "You have killed many monsters, right?"

An Li nodded.

Song Yan asked: "Have you ever killed anyone?"

An Li was stunned at the scene, and then said: "I will kill bad people! Either bad people, or evil monks who have done bad things."

Song Yan asked: "What if I am evil? Will you kill me?"

Enri lowered her head and looked at her toes.

Song Yan hugged her and whispered, "Lotus grows in mud. How can you grow a holy lotus without a dark heart? I am the future leader of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. For the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, I will do anything. If you really have no goal, then... do it for me."

He did not use the magic voice, but just whispered: "You do good for me, not for good, but for me. You do evil for me, not for evil, but for me. And I do it for everyone."

An Li was just cute by nature, but not stupid. However, she was still confused by Song Yan's words that seemed like a spell. She went around and around, and found that all the problems seemed to be solved, because no matter good or evil, it was all for Song Yan and for everyone. Song Yan looked at her thoughtful look and whispered: "One day, I hope you can be free and not be bound by anything."

Enri murmured, "Not by anything."

Song Yan said: "Including me."

At dusk, he watched the afterglow of the sun shine on little Anli's pure face. Watching that little face becoming more complicated, he felt genuinely happy, a feeling of no longer being alone.

When Lou Nian set out from the ancient clan's ancestral secret realm with great fanfare, Song Yan and An Li had already turned into a rainbow light and flew away into the distance.

Song Yan was extremely fast, and his escape light enveloped An Li.

Little Anli seemed to still be immersed in Song Yan's words.

She also cherishes this relationship very much, so she will definitely think carefully about and understand what Song Yan said.

Her face began to become serious, but not the stiff and old-fashioned seriousness from before, but the seriousness of being prepared.

The two of them slept in the open air and arrived at the barren land in just a month.

Song Yan sensed it a little and found that the mysterious energy in this place was forbidden, which was even worse than the Shu Kingdom in the previous Three Kingdoms.

The Kingdom of Shu at least had some mysterious energy, but there is none at all here.

In other words, the amount of Xuan Qi used here depends on how much you use, and you can only use Xuan Crystal to restore it after a battle.

Song Yan had used the faceless mask and his talent to change his appearance, and secretly used the "Free Demon Diagram" to modify his soul aura. Even Ancestor Ning Xin would not be able to recognize him in this state.

An Li wore a simple white gauze hat and had a sword on her back, looking like an ordinary female cultivator.

The two of them raced against time and arrived in Lu.

As expected, the area around Ziwu Village was already filled with monks.

These monks were digging the ground frantically, each holding a treasure.

The rumbling sound, the huge pits all over the ground, and the flying dust are the main rhythm at this moment.

As for the people living around Ziwu Village, they had already moved away, so that all the houses in the village had been occupied by monks, and even the roads and wells in the village had been dug up.

When Song Yan and An Li fell from mid-air, some wandering cultivators immediately came to greet them.

The casual cultivator swept the two of them away.

The male cultivator is heroic, but looks like a pretty boy, while the female cultivator behind him seems to be half a step behind like a follower, but she has an extraordinary demeanor.

This method of "switching positions between master and servant and hiding identities" is not uncommon among independent cultivators, so it is not rare.

The casual cultivator bowed and said, "I am Jin Ming Zhenren, from Jiang Palace Realm, without any sect or school, may I know you two?"

While speaking, he watched the two of them out of the corner of his eye, and soon noticed that the male cultivator who was in charge carefully looked at the female cultivator behind him, and his original idea became more certain in his heart.

Song Yan clasped his fists and said, "I am Jian Huangzi, and this is my follower Xiao Jiu. We are both in the Crimson Palace realm, and we have no sects."

"Sword cultivator?" Master Jin Ming's eyes lit up.

Song Yan summoned his flying sword and performed a standard sword spell, revealing a slight sword energy.

It was obvious that Master Jin Ming was a man who knew what was good. After feeling the pure sword energy, he suddenly became much more enthusiastic.

Those who use swords are not necessarily sword cultivators, but those who can cultivate sword energy are definitely sword cultivators. And sword cultivators have always been known for their "strong combat power" and "high moral character" in the Xuan Xiu world.

He immediately greeted them, "We are all independent cultivators, and it's not easy for us. If you two are alone, why don't you team up with me?

To be honest, I came here with my Taoist partner. This way, the four of us can take care of each other.”

Song Yan paused again, as if listening to An Li's message, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trouble Brother Jin Ming then."

Half a month ago, he released many monster shadow puppets.

He originally wanted to learn about the situation of Ziwu Village in Lu State through those monster shadow puppets, but after entering Lu State, those monster shadow puppets quickly exhausted their profound energy and could not hide. If he continued to go deeper, he was afraid that he would be discovered by many cultivators and then killed directly.

Song Yan had to withdraw all the monster shadow puppets and stay at the edge of the Wuxuan Land.

Therefore, he now knows very little about the situation in Ziwu Village in Lu State and needs a local guide.

Integration is the fastest way to understand.

into the night.

Ziwu Village.

Every household of villagers became a team of monks.

The illuminating black grass core fire spread out its light area. After Enri took off her veil and revealed her lovely and lovable face, Master Jinming and his Taoist partner Master Mingcai were almost completely relieved.

These two people are obviously righteous people. Judging from their demeanor, they might be cultivators from some righteous forces who are out for training. It is not strange that they pretend to be casual cultivators.

Master Mingcai looked at An Li with a smile, glanced at her clear eyes, and said, "Master Xiaojiu is really likable."

An Li bowed and said seriously, "My lord and I heard that there was an opportunity here, so we came here to look for it. We never thought it would be like this."

As she spoke, she slowly shook her head, as if saying, "I find this place boring, I might as well leave early."

Master Mingcai saw through her thoughts and said hurriedly, "Master Xiaojiu, don't worry, we still have at least a month to investigate."

Jin Ming Zhenren beside him smiled and said, "There is a secret message that the master of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is on the way, and it will take at least a month. If that big shot arrives, there will be no place for us. We should search before he arrives. What if we are lucky enough to run into him?

Now, all the people who appeared here were independent cultivators. Everyone thought that even if they wanted to rob, they had to see the treasure first, so basically they found a piece of empty land and started digging. They hoped to dig out something. "

Song Yan asked: "Did you find it?"

Jin Ming Zhenren shook his head and said, "The ancient tomb was emptied by the ancient tribesmen before. But the monks who know the art of Feng Shui said that the ancient tomb is most likely just a small tomb on the edge. There must be a big tomb around it, the main tomb! The real treasure is in the main tomb!
So, you two really shouldn’t be in a hurry. You have finally come here, so you should at least wait until you hear something before you leave.”

An Li nodded and said, "Sir, let's take a look."

Song Yan said: "Yes."

Zhenren Jinming and Zhenren Mingcai looked at each other, feeling a little amused and helpless.

Into the night
The two groups of people were divided into two rooms, and they simply put up talismans to block detection and sound.

Song Yan held the soft little An Li in his arms, and the two of them quietly felt each other's body temperature.

An Li said, "Even at night, there are still many monks digging the ground. If there are really ancient tombs around, they will definitely be dug out. Have the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan and the Night King Ancient Clan not arrived yet?"

Song Yan said calmly: "Here I come."

"what?"

Enri was shocked.

Song Yan said: "They are all waiting for the free labor of the independent cultivators, digging the tomb day and night."

An Li thought for a moment and said, "Should we wait until the treasure comes out and then go and snatch it from them?"

Song Yan said: "This is the best case scenario."

An Li asked, "What about the bad ones?"

Song Yan said: "I smell something wrong."

An Li frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't find anything wrong in her memory. She wanted to pass "Song Yan's test" very seriously. She didn't want to become a burden or be Song Yan's little pet.

Song Yan smiled and stroked her hair, and asked, "What did you learn?"

An Li thought for a while and said, "If I were alone, I would never come to such a place and wade into muddy waters."

Song Yan said: "Correct. What else?"

An Li added, "If you must come, then you must carefully hide in the safest and most suitable low position for escape. Don't show your head to do anything, otherwise you will be spotted by someone like you."

After that, she asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan said, "Release your spiritual sense and scan the north. Something should be dug out."

North of Ziwu Village.

The independent cultivators who were digging the ground frantically were very busy.

They expended a lot of energy, dug one hole after another, but never saw anything useful.

And just as a monk dug a shovel into the ground, a frosty breath suddenly gushed out, like sweet spring water pouring into the barren loess, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The monk was stunned after sensing it for a moment, then he looked around hurriedly. Seeing a group of monks coming over, with blazing light shining from all directions, he quickly stretched out his hand to stop them, saying, "I dug it out first! It's mine!!"

A sense of power suddenly erupted from the crowd.

The monks subconsciously made way, and a burly figure in black armor walked out.

The monk tried to stop him, but was grabbed fiercely by the black-armored figure and raised.

Among the wandering cultivators, one after another black-armored figures stepped out. The clanging of scales colliding with each other was captivating, and their figures as tall as bears and their burning murderous aura made it clear to everyone that they were a group of vicious people.

The cultivator who knew the goods exclaimed: "The Black Armor Divine Army of the Xixi Jue Ancient Country!!"

The sects of the ancient country of Xijue are quite special. They are not a sect system, but a military system. The strongest one among them is the Xuanjia Divine Army.

The leading black-armored figure stared coldly at the monk who was lifted up, and said in a muffled voice: "This is the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Wuxiang Tianzun is on his way here. All the discoveries here belong to Wuxiang Tianzun!!"

A terrifying murderous aura burst out from his eyes, and he threw the cultivator to the ground in anger, saying, "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you say that the things here are yours?"

The casual cultivator bowed his head sympathetically.

A cultivator nearby recognized the figure and said with a bow, "Could it be the Divine Tiger King of the Black Armor Divine Army?"

The leading black-armored figure said, "The Divine Tiger King is here, of course, and I am just Dian Kang, a subordinate of the Divine Tiger King, serving as a pioneer for the King!"

After saying that, he kicked the casual cultivator away and said, "Dig! Keep digging!"

The casual cultivator quickly took the opportunity to crawl away, then gritted his teeth and tried to escape.

Dian Kang saw it clearly, and with a flash of murderous light in his hand, he shot it down. Just as he was about to get angry, a sound covering the area came from afar.

"Everyone, please be patient. I am the Divine Tiger King."

"Since you are here, you must have heard of my name to some extent."

"I came here today to look after this place for Wuxiang Tianzun. If you start digging, you are touching Wuxiang Tianzun's things, and you will be guilty!"

The cold voice contained murderous intent, which made people shudder.

But immediately, the topic changed.

"However, you haven't found the treasure yet. Therefore, I am willing to ask the old man Wuxiang Tianzun to help you get out of this situation.

Not only that, if you can dig up treasures, you can come here to claim your rewards.

However, if any of you leave rashly, don't blame me for killing you!"

"Dian Kang, announce the reward rules."

The group of independent cultivators who were thinking of leaving when they saw the regular sects entering suddenly stopped.

The Divine Tiger King is the leader of the Black Armor Army of the ancient country of Xijue. Although he has an ancestor above him, his own realm has reached the middle stage of the Purple Mansion. As for his strength, the Divine Tiger King was born for killing and is especially good at fighting, which is more than enough for him to suppress one side.

But they are a little unfamiliar with the name "Wuxiang Tianzun".

Of course, it’s not completely unfamiliar, after all, there are people who are well-informed.

So the man quickly explained it to the people around him.

"The Wuxiang Tianzun is the most evil being in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan since its founding. He is already able to kill an early Divine Infant at the early stage of the Purple Mansion.

When the late Purple Mansion is broken, ninety-nine heavenly tribulations will descend! Each one of them can kill an ordinary late Purple Mansion!
But Wu Xiang Tian Zun not only endured the tempering of ninety-nine heavenly thunders, but also absorbed a trace of thunder power from them. "

“This is too scary”

"Of course! Now that Wuxiang Tianzun has come out of retreat and is heading here, no wonder the Divine Tiger King wants to come here to stake his claim."

"I see."

The casual practitioners discussed it one after another.

The Tiger King listened silently but said nothing more.

He didn't know whether the power of thunder was real or not, but "the early stage of Purple Mansion killing the early stage of Divine Infant" was real. That scene was imprinted in the souls of many people and would never be forgotten.

This time, he knew that Wuxiang Tianzun was coming, so he decided to take action and wanted to establish some relationship with Wuxiang Tianzun.
Just as I was thinking about it, a scream came from a distance.

The bit of frost that was dug out spread more and more, and underneath it appeared a huge snake corpse covered in blood and flesh. This snake corpse was emitting a strange mysterious energy, which instantly made this barren land filled with mysterious energy.

The monks' spells can now be used normally.

"This is a black crystal snake! Hasn't this precious snake been extinct long ago?!" Dian Kang exclaimed, but soon became happy because it meant that the efficiency of "grave digging" would be greatly improved.

"Oh, the Formless Heavenly Lord"

Little An Li turned her head to look at the Heavenly Master behind her, her heart filled with a sense of confusion and dreaminess.

Song Yan said: "The clan is creating momentum to scare people."

Little An Li said: "You are wrong, is it the black crystal snake?"

Song Yan shook his head and said, "It's the breath of the Sky Demon. The Black Crystal Snake might have been thrown by them. What's the purpose?"

His eyeballs gurgled in the darkness, then shrank slightly, and he said in a joking tone: "Is it a sacrifice?"

“Since fire and ice can be sacrificed, then another method can also be used, right?
It's not easy to get so many monks together, wouldn't it be a waste if we don't offer sacrifices?"

After saying that, he laughed "hehehe", and no one knew what he was thinking.

Little Anli shuddered, but plucked up her courage and tried to accept and understand the present Song Yan.

(End of this chapter)