As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

But at this moment, the runes engraved on the chains suddenly glowed with golden light, the chains suddenly tightened, and the roaring sound in the coffin gradually weakened, unwilling to settle, and fell silent.

There was only a coffin, and even chains and runes couldn't suppress it. The roar coming from the coffin even got louder and louder.

Not to mention, the coffin suddenly bucked the trend and soared into the air. The coffin soared into the air, and the chains wrapped around it collapsed.

Even the lid of the coffin was supported by an invisible force, and it actually opened a gap.

crunch, crunch...

The light from the runes on the chains became more and more dazzling, but it still could not suppress the existence in the coffin. On the contrary, these chains seemed to have reached the limit of what they could bear, making a creaking sound, and the trance might be completely broken at any time. break.

I don't know what kind of metal it is made of, but cracks gradually appear on the surface of the chain.

"Hmph, you evildoer, you have been dead for twelve thousand years, do you think you still want to change your fate against the will of heaven?"

Chapter 2 is presented.

Chapter 232 Farewell Kiss (3)

"Hmph, you evildoer, you have been dead for twelve thousand years, do you think you still want to change your fate against the will of heaven?"

Seeing this situation, the gravekeeper was not panicked at all. He snorted coldly, flew straight towards the coffin, and then circled and fell.

Repression!

This old man looks thin and rickety. How much weight can he have?

But the moment the old man fell on the coffin, he seemed to be carrying millions of kilograms of weight. He only heard a bang, and the coffin lid that had just been lifted a little suddenly closed.

Not only that, even the coffin flying in the air suddenly fell due to the old man's suppression.

With a bang, another circle of smoke and dust rose on the ground.

The coffin rested quietly on the ground, as if everything that had happened before was just his illusion.

"Humph, you are really a thief with unrepentant intentions. Whenever there is a little trouble, you want to cause trouble." The old man snorted coldly, and it seemed that he didn't care about these coffins and the things inside them at all.

In mid-air, the densely packed runes engraved on the chains seemed to be constantly changing shapes. In a short period of time, the seal had become completely different from before.

Look at those hundreds and thousands of chains.

So what if it's the Twilight King? Still nothing can be done in my hands.

The old man did not stay here for too long. After suppressing the coffins, he walked straight out of the imperial mausoleum.

As a being blessed by destiny, how could he be so humiliated?

However, before he could take a few steps out, dense dragon breath suddenly sprayed out from the air not far away, instantly engulfing the old man's body.

Through the weeping flames, the old man discovered that there were dozens of bone dragons in the air in front of him, plus a three-headed hell dog.

His already ugly face instantly became even gloomier.

……

On the other side, Ron was taking Bai Yuan and quickly escaping from the imperial mausoleum.

He kept cursing in a low voice in his mouth.

He had originally intended to take advantage of this opportunity to make some money. If he could learn a few forbidden spells, it would be worth his adventure here. But who could have thought that he didn't find the forbidden spells, but instead got into trouble with such a monster.

It seems that the old monster still doesn't know his identity as a rebel, otherwise, he wouldn't have said that he hoped to inherit the mantle in the first place.

It is estimated that there may be another coffin in the royal mausoleum of the Dusk Dynasty... No, there may not even be a coffin left. Those who can leave a coffin are mostly powerful people in the realm of God. A small character like him is not qualified to leave a coffin, chains and runes to suppress him.

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly felt even more discouraged.

Bai Yuan was being dragged by Ron and ran wildly. She did not break free from Ron's palm, and her little hand was always tightly held in Ron's palm.

Although the situation just now seemed very dangerous, Bai Yuan seemed to be in a good mood, without any sense of nervousness about escaping from death.

The fox girl is also a woman.

The woman of a legendary master is still a woman.

Maybe at this moment in the head of this idiot Bai Yuan, it even feels quite romantic.

After moving forward for a long time, just when he was about to leave the Royal Tomb of the Dusk Temple, Ron's body suddenly came to a sudden stop. Bai Yuan, who was dragged behind Ron, was caught off guard and bumped into Ron's back.

You must know that Ron is now in a half-dragon state, and the scales are so hard that Bai Yuan couldn't help but groan, and her forehead was a little red and swollen from the impact.

"Why don't you leave?" Bai Yuan asked in a low voice, rubbing his forehead with his small hand.

Ron's eyes moved slightly: "You can't escape."

That old monster is really too strong.

He left some means to fend off the old monster.

A three-headed hell dog, plus dozens of bone dragons created by Bai Yuan during his training.

Ron's family is rich, so even if all of them are destroyed, he won't feel bad. The three-headed hell dog can still be summoned after it dies. As for the dozens of skull dragons, even if they are all crushed into powder, Ron's most indispensable thing now is It's the remains of the dragon.

What he is really worried about is that although the three-headed hell dog and bone dragon are powerful, he doesn't know how long they can delay it?

Two minutes, one minute, or less.

Ron's mind just turned around quickly, and he already had a calculation in his mind. He didn't answer Bai Yuan's words, looked back and forth, and then quickly walked to the side and front, stretched out his hand and groped on the wall, and soon I found a secret passage mechanism, only heard a rumbling sound, and a stone door suddenly opened on the wall.

There is another deep passage inside.

In the imperial tombs of the Twilight Dynasty, there are countless similar secret passages that are dense and intricate.

"Bai Yuan, you go in." Ron said in a deep voice: "There are three secret passages in the imperial tomb, and this is one of them."

"The secret passages are intricate, like a maze, but each one is connected to another exit. Be careful. Although there are no messy monsters in the secret passages, there are many traps. Even if you are strong, you may lose your life if you are not careful."

Ron explained quickly.

This time, Bai Yuan's expression finally changed: "What about you?"

"Me? I'll lure that old guy away." Ron grinned: "Don't worry, I have my own way of getting out."

Bai Yuan's heart sank. After experiencing what happened just now, Bai Yuan knew very well how terrifying the old monster was.

Although Ron said it very easily, it was impossible for Bai Yuan not to know the danger involved.

I felt sour in my heart and didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Don't worry, we are separated, and some of my plans will be easier to implement. Just rest assured, you know that I will never make a loss-making business in my life."

Ron comforted her again, and Bai Yuan finally suppressed the panic in her heart. She knew very well that now was not the time for her mother-in-law, and that old monster might appear from behind at any time.

Stepping forward, his pink lips kissed Ron gently on the mouth, and then he retreated leisurely.

Nodding heavily at Ron, Bai Yuan ducked into the secret passage.

Seeing the stone door of the secret passage slowly closing, Ron grinned and continued to rush out of the imperial mausoleum. During this process, Ron's appearance, temperament, and image were changing rapidly.

Not long after, the 1.9-meter-tall, stocky man had disappeared, and was replaced by a handsome and elegant cleric wearing robes.

Not only that, even the aura exuded by Ron quietly changed into a completely different appearance.

Mask of concealment.

This holy relic is even more useful than Ron imagined.

Even Bai Yuan, who had just separated, would never recognize this change.

Of course, that old guy is too powerful, and it is still unknown whether the effect of the concealment mask can hide from his eyes. This is just a layer of insurance.

Just after leaving the imperial mausoleum, Ron looked for a direction and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Just less than two minutes after Ron's death, an old man with a stooped figure and covered in coarse linen clothes also walked out of the mausoleum.

This old man is naturally the tombkeeper.

But now, the tombkeeper's face looks extremely ugly.

That cunning boy actually directly summoned dozens of skull dragons and a three-headed hell dog. Although these things did not pose any danger to him, they delayed a lot of time after all.

By the time he chased him out of the imperial mausoleum, the boy had long disappeared.

There seemed to be anger boiling in the tombkeeper's heart.

There seemed to be a dull pain in the eye socket.

In fact, with the strength of the tomb keeper, although that punch is enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, it is basically impossible to cause any damage to the tomb keeper. However, as a being favored by fate, he has survived for ten thousand years. Yuan Jianyuan was actually humiliated by a young boy. This humiliation was unbearable after all.

After a brief pause, the gravekeeper immediately walked towards the nearest breath he could sense.

Really walking.

The tombkeeper's steps were neither hurried nor slow. At first glance, he seemed to be just an ordinary old man walking on the street.

But the speed is like a glimpse of light, as fast as lightning.

Not long after, the gravekeeper suddenly stopped and wrinkled his nose slightly. A faint fragrance floated over silently from the air. Following the fragrance in the air, he finally found a figure at the entrance of an alley between two walls.

That seemed to be a priest.

He is thin, tall and looks elegant.

The grave keeper had stayed in the imperial mausoleum for eight thousand years and was unaware of what was happening in the outside world. At first glance, he could not tell which sect the man's robe belonged to. He could only see a rising sun embroidered on the silver robe.

After just a brief glance, the tombkeeper didn't take this priest seriously. His strength was only at the hero level, and he was not even qualified to be his disciple and inherit his mantle.

It's a pity that the fox girl and the majestic man before were both the best choices in terms of strength.

That fox girl is a legendary eight-star.

He is also considered a master among the orcs.

As for the man, because he appeared too suddenly, I didn't feel his strength carefully, but since he could block his own attack and even caused a lot of trouble to himself, I think his strength is no better than that of the fox girl. weak.

Most of them are legendary nine-star masters.

The young man in front of me is far different from that man!

Chapter 3 is presented.

Chapter 233 The inheritance of the tombkeeper (4)

Comparing the gentle and scholarly priest in front of him with the man before, the tombkeeper couldn't help but sigh. The two were not on the same level at all.

It's not like the gravekeeper hasn't thought about the possibility of disguise.

However, even disguise can often only change the appearance.

Things like height are extremely difficult to change.

There is also the aura emitted by oneself, which is absolutely unchangeable. What's more, the tombkeeper had already scanned the priest with his spiritual sense as soon as he saw it. He didn't notice it at all on this young man. No trace of appearance.

all natural.

Just as the gravekeeper was examining the young clergyman, the young man seemed to have noticed the gravekeeper's movements. He raised his head to take a quick look, his expression quickly becoming serious, and one of his hands had silently been placed on his waist.

Although he has not yet stood up, his upper body is already slightly lowered, and he is obviously ready to fight.

This kid is quite cautious.

Nowadays, the temple is in chaos at dusk, and it is normal for such a reaction to occur.

The priest was eating, and the tempting aroma came from the barbecue in front of the priest. With his strength reaching the level of a tombkeeper, food was no longer necessary.

However, I had never tasted meat in eight thousand years, and for a moment, I felt greedy.

Completely ignoring the young man's actions, he walked up to him carelessly. The man and woman before had just acted because they rejected him and made him feel humiliated. He was not the kind of butcher who would kill everyone on sight. He didn't intend to kill the young man directly, but if the young man himself didn't know what to do, don't blame him.

His careless behavior seemed to make the young man even more frightened.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quietly took a step back. The tombkeeper could even see his neck squirming, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The tombkeeper was not surprised at all by this young man's reaction. With this boy's strength, he might not be able to tell what level he was at, but at least he could tell that he was definitely not someone he could mess with.

In addition, the Twilight Temple has almost been reduced to a mass grave. It is normal for this boy to regard himself as a shameless person who wants to kill people and seize treasures.

"Boy, can I have some of your barbecue? Old man, I happen to be hungry too." The tombkeeper said to the young cleric in front of him.

It seems that he is seeking what this young man means.

But he had no intention of waiting for the young man's response. He stretched out his dirty right hand, grabbed a piece of meat that was grilled to perfection, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.

This barbecue is piping hot in the mouth, tender and juicy. Although the taste is a little stronger, it still has a different taste for the tombkeeper, an old man who has not eaten meat for eight thousand years.