Chapter 181 180 Ancient Suspense, High-Level Competition (82K Words Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 181 180. Ancient suspense, high-level competition (8.2K words - big chapter, please subscribe)

The entry of the regular army of the Xuanjia Divine Army has changed the fate of the casual cultivators.

The voice of the cultivators soon came from above Ziwu Village.

"This place has been taken over by the Divine Tiger King. You casual cultivators should do your best to dig the ancient tomb!

If you can dig up treasures, you will be rewarded!

If you run away privately, you will hide treasures and run away, and you will be killed!

When Wuxiang Tianzun arrives, you may have other opportunities!"

One word is to set the rules.

The name of "Wuxiang Tianzun" is also spreading rapidly.

Hearing this speech and feeling this atmosphere, Song Yan himself looked at the distance of the vast night, and felt that there was a golden god sitting on a luxurious flying chariot beside the clouds in the sky, as if the majestic emperor of heaven was coming from afar.

The Tianzun has not arrived yet, but the strong sense of oppression has submerged this place like a tide.

"Wu Xiang Tian Zun" is a god created by the Wu Xiang Ancient Clan. This title of god was given to him, but he knew that he was not that kind of person at all.

The word "Tian Zun" was taken from "Gu Shen Jing". After all, the Tian Zun recorded in "Gu Shen Jing" and him have a little overlap in appearance, especially the "power of thunder".

Sword, banner, thunder, he and Tian Zun have them.

Therefore, the Wu Xiang Ancient Clan simply further promoted the momentum, saying that he was the "reincarnation of Tian Zun" and now he joined the Wu Xiang Ancient Clan, and was the "Wu Xiang Tian Zun".

At the same time, the Wu Xiang Ancient Clan arranged a series of supporting measures, such as "promoting that Tian Zun originally had no appearance, so his appearance was vague", such as "specially arranging some monks to help those who worship Tian Zun fulfill their wishes".

This set of all-round publicity was obviously quite successful, but it was not enough.

Because the final settlement of the image of "Wu Xiang Tian Zun" still needed Song Yan's strength to endorse it.

Song Yan was invincible, so his name was established. Anyone who wanted to touch the Wuxiang Ancient Clan would have to think carefully. If it was destroyed, defeated, or failed to establish itself, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan would become a joke.

This is not the name of a person, but the name of a clan.

Before establishing this name, Ancestor Ning Xin had talked to him.

He agreed.

It was not because he was ambitious, but because he followed the trend and gave back.

He was a person who valued cause and effect, so if he got benefits from others, he would definitely give back. Of course, in the process of giving back, he would still gain more benefits, which was good karma.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the air, followed by a shrill scream.

There were scattered cultivators who wanted to escape, but were killed directly by the cultivators of the Xuanjia Divine Army.

Blood fell from the air, splattering everywhere. The corpse was torn to pieces like a sack with thousands of holes and fell to the ground. The face was unrecognizable. A fan-shaped black treasure was crushed to pieces and thrown aside, and the treasure light was lost.

"Killing a chicken to scare the monkey" has always been effective.

After a person died, the impetuous atmosphere of the casual cultivators present was finally suppressed temporarily.

The door of the hut where Song Yan was was quickly pushed open roughly.

A scolding came from outside: "Daoyou! Don't rest, dig the grave quickly! Find the treasure sooner, and you can get the reward sooner! You must go out in one stick of incense!!"

Immediately, the messenger closed the door tightly with a "bang" without caring whether anyone inside heard it or not.

An Li asked, "What should we do?"

Song Yan said, "Get up and work."

"Work?" An Li was a little stunned. She thought Song Yan was going to take the opportunity to show up, take control of the situation, and then unite the ancient tomb and the Night King clan to first catch the demon and then declare sovereignty with his fists.

If it were in the past, she might still worry about Song Yan, but now she has been infected by many rumors outside and thinks that Song Yan is an unfathomable and terrifying existence. After all, Song Yan really killed the Great Elder of the Divine Infant a hundred years ago, negotiated with the two top demon clans for a full month, and survived an unprecedented catastrophe.

She firmly believed that even if she died a thousand times or ten thousand times, Song Yan would not be in trouble, so she only needed to take care of herself and not let Song Yan worry.

"You have never worked before?" Song Yan smiled.

An Li put her hands on her hips and said, "Don't underestimate me."

Then, she asked in confusion, "But why don't we show up? Isn't there a demon here?"

Song Yan stroked her hair and whispered, "Don't trust anyone."

An Li suddenly said, "In fact, with you here, I just need to trust you and follow you."

Song Yan showed some self-mockery on his face. He smiled lightly and then said softly, "People like me obviously want to stay in one place and not go anywhere, but they are very self-aware. They know that they will be washed away by the waves of the world. Even the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will only be my temporary place to stay.

If I leave, But you can't keep up, and you can't keep up. So. I hope you can grow up and be independent, so that we may have a chance to meet again. I like you in the past, you now, and I look forward to you in the future.

If you are in this world, no matter where I am, I will always feel that this empty world is not meaningless, because at least there is someone waiting for me to return in the world. "

An Li lowered her head slightly, her expression lonely, but raised it again. She never said "Why do we have to separate" because after learning about Song Yan's past, she deeply understood that her man might be entangled with extremely terrible cause and effect. If the cause and effect cannot be solved and the rules of heaven and earth cannot be ignored, then he will definitely be sent to an unknown place by the world.

She raised her hands slightly, held the corner of Song Yan's clothes, and whispered: "I will always wait for you. "

Song Yan paused and said, "Let's go dig the grave!"

The two opened the curtain and walked into the house, and met Jin Mingzhenren and his wife coming towards them.

Master Jin Ming's old face was filled with pain, and he said: "I didn't expect the black-armored divine army to arrive early. Now I can't leave even if I want to."

The master Mingcai next to him said: "Don't be discouraged. If the person who comes this time is really the Wuxiang Celestial Being of the ancient tribe, it may be our chance. Besides,"

She lowered her voice: "There is such a treasure. Who wouldn't give it to Sanzangliang and swallow half of it? Don't you think so, fellow Taoist Xiaojiu?"

An Li thought for a while and said, "Fellow Taoist Mingcai, I think the water here is very deep. If you have a chance to escape, then escape. No matter how good the treasures and opportunities are, they are not as important as life."

Master Mingcai smiled and said in a low voice: "Master Xiaojiu is just here to practice, right? How can you enter Baoshan and return empty-handed? What if there is a chance?"

Master Jin Ming nodded in agreement, and then said: "Let's go and dig the grave!"

The four of them walked out of the house.

The mysterious energy permeating the Xuanjing snake corpse made the monks feel refreshed.

The four of them took out the digging materials, found an open space, and started digging.

The rumble of digging was deafening.

A lot of the hills around Ziwu Village have been pushed down.

Song Yan and Anli were working with their backs to the sky and their faces to the loess. After being busy for most of the day, Master Mingcai actually took out a melon filled with cold mist.

The four people cut it open, each took two pieces, and ate the pulp.

The melon is sweet and juicy and melts in your mouth.

The four of them wiped away their sweat and chatted with each other. It felt like the villagers were busy working on the fields and took a break in the middle.

Master Jin Ming also smiled and said that this reminded him of the time when he had not yet cultivated immortality. At that time, he helped his mother plant seedlings in the paddy field with bare feet. From time to time, there were loaches and small insects in the water, and their rustling sounds were intertwined. , I still miss it.

Song Yan said that when he was a child, his family was a butcher of pigs. During busy farming days, he would often stand in front of the butcher shop and watch the farmers coming and going on the road in the distance, but he never walked in the fields himself. Now this wish has come true.

Under Song Yan's encouraging eyes, An Li worked hard to make up a memory to fit into the atmosphere at this time.

Master Mingcai smiled and slapped his partner on the head, saying: "Loaches, bugs, and water snakes are all fine. If we encounter anything here, I'm afraid they will all be monsters."

The four of them laughed, successfully completing the task of enjoying themselves.

Then, under the scolding of the overseer of the Black Armor Divine Army, the four of them continued their work.

In this way, under the environment of efficient excavation, about one day and one night later, a soft light suddenly rose into the sky dozens of miles north of Ziwu Village, illuminating the surrounding area and making it particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Song Yan stopped moving and looked from afar, but his spiritual consciousness had already been released.

Due to the relationship between the Prince of Evil and the Demon King, his spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, and he is able to detect others, but others cannot detect what he is detecting.

The Divine Tiger King, who was sitting in a place with his eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly moved and quickly appeared in the soft light that reached the sky. He raised his hand to grab it and took a small bead like a night pearl into his hand.

'This is.'

He stared for a long time, his pupils suddenly tightened, and then his heart started beating wildly.

As the overlord of one party, there are very few things that can move him.

This time, he came here to please the Wuxiang Tianzun. After all, in his opinion, it doesn't matter what treasures there are here. Those are the treasures, and the best evil treasures are in the soul threshold. No matter how nice it is outside, what else can there be?

But this time, the Divine Tiger King had to admit that he was wrong, very wrong.

After just a little exploration of the bead, he already realized its function: to improve his understanding! !

It’s not an improvement of twice or twice, but an improvement of dozens of times!

Just by holding it and absorbing its brilliance, he vaguely felt that some of his magic bottlenecks were slightly loosened, and vague inspiration was emerging.

‘How could there be such a treasure in the world? ’

A look of greed appeared in the eyes of the Divine Tiger King. He quickly put away the orbs and said, "Well done. These treasures count as 100 contribution points!" After that, go to Diankang's office to exchange for treasures, techniques, and mysterious crystals. ! "

Then, he returned to the same place, took out the bead again, and touched it fondly.

The overseer of the Black Armor Army shouted loudly: "Why don't you continue digging? The more you dig, the greater the reward will be!"

The Divine Tiger King took a deep breath, a look of balance flashed in his eyes.

But immediately, he shook his head.

Although this bead is precious, his loyalty to Wuxiang Tianzun can be seen day by day. He has grown up in the realm of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan since he was a child, so he is naturally loyal to the real "lord" of this land.

And not long after, soft light suddenly appeared in the distance again.

The Divine Tiger King hurried over and took a look, good guy, two beads! !

He felt his mouth was dry, then he took the beads into his hands and pretended to be calm as he continued to urge the casual cultivator to dig.

When he sat back down, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Loyalty is nothing!" Can it be eaten as a meal? These three enlightenment-enhancing beads may really help me practice! Do I really want to hand it over to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan? ’

Just as the Divine Tiger King was hesitating, a faint voice suddenly exploded in his ears.

"The Wuxiang Ancient Clan doesn't have enough points for itself, how can it be given to you?"

"who?!"

The Divine Tiger King was almost furious. He turned his head suddenly and discovered that a mysterious man in black robes had appeared beside him at some point.

The figure of the man in black robe was like a ghost, blending deeply into the night, so that even if he was close, it was difficult to distinguish his figure, while his eyes were like gems embedded in the night, shining brightly, staring at him quietly.

The Divine Tiger King looked at it for a moment and said warily: "The ancient Night King clan?"

The mysterious man in black robe said: "I am an elder of the ancient Yewang clan, Ye Congfeng."

The Divine Tiger King hurriedly stood up and saluted.

He is just a local overlord, and his status is still a bit inferior when encountering such "ancient tribes from neighboring countries". And at this time, it was not just because of status, but also because of Ye Congfeng's words.

The Divine Tiger King snorted coldly and said: "Even though I am an ancient clan, I am a member of the Wuxiang Ancient clan. This Lu country is also the boundary of the Wuxiang Ancient clan. Isn't Elder Congfeng crossing the boundary?"

Ye Congfeng didn't respond at all, just hummed and smiled.

The Divine Tiger King coughed and said again: "The Wuxiang Ancient Clan has clear grievances. If I have made great achievements this time, they will definitely give me some orbs."

"That's right." Ye Congfeng took over the topic and said with a smile, "You should know best in your heart whether the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will give it to you if you don't tell secrets.

Even if you only get one out of a hundred beads, would you be willing to do so? "

The Divine Tiger King narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "What does Elder Congfeng mean?"

Ye Congfeng said: "It's easy to handle. You just betrayed the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. We will share the treasures here."

"Where will Elder Congfeng put me? This is impossible!" The Divine Tiger King snorted angrily. He was not stupid. He had to use the treasure even if it was divided.

Ye Congfeng smiled and said, "Don't be too busy refusing."

After that, he raised his voice and said respectfully: "Brother Ying Hai, please come out and see me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire sky suddenly turned cold, and a powerful pressure of mixed blood, energy, and profound energy fell from the sky, shooting out from the distant mountain top without hiding his identity.

The dragon pulls the chariot, the black crystal flying chariot.

The chariot curtain was slightly lifted, and the man's pale and sickly cheeks were exposed. He glared far away, and his eyes were piercing like sharp rays, causing the Divine Tiger King to lower his head in a hurry, not daring to look at him.

As soon as the Divine Tiger King lowered his head, his hands and feet began to tremble, and he murmured: "Ancient Dragon Tomb Clan."

The Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan is the leader of the ancient clan and also the overlord.

Long Yinghai looked down at the land and said calmly: "The Lu Kingdom is just a barbaric and ownerless land. The Western Jue Kingdom captured this place a few days ago, and everyone knows its purpose.

However, I do not admit that Lu is still a land without one.

Divine Tiger King, do you have any objections? "

The Divine Tiger King remained silent.

At this moment, a thought came into his mind.

Long Yinghai conveyed: "Dig first. If you dig more, you can follow me back to the territory of the ancient Long Tomb clan. Although our ancient Long Tomb clan ignores the affairs of the earth, I promise to give you a good piece of land, and here I'll share some of the treasure with you.

As for the Wuxiang Tianzun, don't worry, he is just a young boy who has just entered the late stage of Zifu.

If you have some treasures on you, you will feel great about yourself.

You first pretend to be arguing with me for the benefit of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and when it happens, conflicts arise, and I will tear the false god created by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan off the altar.

What kind of dog dares to be respected? The elders of our Long Tomb Ancient Clan have the final say on this matter. Just do whatever you want, and I will keep the credit for your contribution.

When that bullshit Formless Heavenly Lord is nothing, you naturally no longer need to be afraid of him. "

The Divine Tiger King was stunned, feeling happy and bitter in his heart. With just these words from Long Yinghai, he already understood that he was involved in the struggle for "ancient clan overlord". In the past, he would have refused, but now he also coveted the mysterious orb.

After thinking for a moment, the Divine Tiger King recalled: "I hope Master Long will keep his word."

Long Yinghai conveyed his thoughts: "Just a few trivial matters, but I won't ruin the reputation of the Long Tomb Ancient Clan."

The Divine Tiger King breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said sternly: "The State of Lu is obviously the land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but Lord Long's hand is stretching too far! The old man Wuxiang Tianzun will be here soon, and this result... Lord Long, has he ever Have you thought about it?”

Long Yinghai snorted coldly.

The Divine Tiger King raised his hand and said forcefully: "Keep digging!"

The casual cultivators who were about to watch the show hurriedly lowered their heads and continued digging.

An Li looked at Song Yan, blinking her eyes, but before she could speak, Song Yan had already sent a message in advance: "Are you trying to say that the Divine Tiger King is quite loyal? Oh, he has already rebelled, otherwise where would he have the courage? Talking to Long Yinghai like this? As for the purpose, it should be to smash the sign and share the treasure."

An Li:.

After another three days and three nights of digging, the search scope has expanded to hundreds of miles around Ziwu Village.

And on this early morning, when the golden light of the morning glow penetrated the branches and fell, a line of extremely rich light rose into the sky.

The light expanded rapidly, quickly changing from a thin line to the thickness of a finger, and then as thick as a water tank, followed by a "click" sound as it fell to the ground.

The precious light soared into the sky, and even the rising sun could not compete with it.

The Divine Tiger King and Ye Congfeng looked at each other and pounced on him almost at the same time.

But Long Yinghai was faster than them. This strong man from the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan had already lifted the curtain and stopped in front of a cave.

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This cave was discovered at the base of the mountain after digging out a mountain peak.

At this time, the hole was like the pupils of the gods, shining brightly.

The casual cultivators couldn't help but gathered around him.

Master Jin Ming and Master Mingcai also had strange eyesight and wanted to step forward quickly.

But Jin Mingzhen only took two steps when Song Yan grabbed his sleeve.

Master Jin Ming tilted his head.

Song Yan whispered: "Don't go. If anything unusual happens, run away."

Zhenren Jinming looked relaxed, but Zhenren Mingcai said greedily: "Such a big treasure light, even if some soup leaks out, it is enough for us to drink. Go! Why not?"

Song Yan patted Zhenren Jinming's shoulder deeply.

Zhenren Jinming said softly: "Daoyou Jianhuangzi, do you know something?"

Song Yan nodded gently.

Of course he knew that there was a big treasure in the cave, and he also smelled the breath of the demon.

The demon is like a spider, it has woven a web and is waiting for people to enter.

He had to go up to assist.

Otherwise, with the vigilance of Long Yinghai and his group, the mysterious demon might not succeed.

Jin Ming Zhenren said in a deep voice: "What is that?"

Song Yan said: "If you believe in me, then listen to me."

Ming Cai Zhenren wanted to say something, but was pulled by Jin Ming Zhenren, saying: "Daoist Jian Huangzi is a sword cultivator, believe him! If there is chaos, it is easy to escape here. If there is a treasure, you may not be able to grab anything if you go closer."

Ming Cai Zhenren had no choice but to nod.

Song Yan glanced at An Li and said: "You also keep it, act according to the situation, and protect yourself first."

An Li nodded and said with concern: "Be careful."

Around Ziwu Village, on the shabby wasteland, small circles were communicating, but those who went to the treasure light and those who approached accounted for the vast majority, and only a small number of people remained in place.

At this moment, the increasingly diffused golden light suddenly began to show an old gray tone, and then a ray of black light broke through the air and formed a misty statue in the air.

As soon as the statue appeared, the terrifying pressure rumbled and crushed.

All the monks felt their legs go weak, and they knelt down subconsciously. In an instant, they knelt down.

Even the God Tiger King was horrified and knelt down directly.

An Li was no exception.

But when little An Li's knees were about to touch the ground, they were slowly supported by a soft force. She came to her senses and looked at Song Yan's face.

"Don't kneel!" Song Yan knelt down seriously, but he used his strength to support her and prevent her from kneeling down. At the same time, he said: "You can kneel for your own goals and ambitions, but don't be scared to kneel down for this kind of ghost thing. This kneeling may bring out the inner demon, guard your mind, don't be afraid."

He slowly released his strength.

Little An Li hunched over and half-crouched, and at the same time, she transmitted a voice message with a smile: "Why did you kneel so simply?"

Song Yan transmitted a message: "I didn't kneel, I just made a gesture to blend in with the atmosphere. I was blending in with the atmosphere, and you were fearing and surrendering. It's the same action, but it's very different."

Little An Li suddenly realized, and then knelt down, and transmitted a voice message: "I'm kneeling with you! I'm not afraid of it! I'm just following you!"

Song Yan smiled and transmitted a voice message: "That's right."

The pressure only lasted for a few breaths and then disappeared.

Everyone hurriedly got up.

Song Yan winked, and then quickly moved forward.

The collapse of the ground became more and more obvious, and large chunks of rocks fell down, stirring up rumbling echoes.

All the scenes inside were also presented to everyone.

This is a large ancient tomb bathed in light fog.

A statue holding a sword and standing on a black cloud appeared in front of everyone on a shrine underground.

The might that just rose to the sky was obviously from this statue.

The Tiger King widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Why is Wuxiang Tianzun here?!"

Ye Congyun sneered: "What Wuxiang Tianzun? This is probably the real ancient statue of Tianzun. I didn't expect that the ancient statue worshiped by the mortal world would appear in the ancient tomb. Tsk, tsk, it's quite interesting."

After that, he murmured: "It seems that Tang Han, the idiot, is not blessed to get the treasure here. No wonder, his Wuxiang ancient clan wants to build momentum and is slow. How can it be compared with us?"

While talking, the elder of the Night King Ancient Clan secretly paid attention to Long Yinghai.

And Long Yinghai's pupils shrank. It was obvious that he had been digging tombs for a long time, but he had never seen such a thing. He hurriedly took a step forward, but suddenly stopped and looked at the dim light below. His spiritual sense could not detect it. He showed some vigilance on his pale face, so he began to scan the surroundings, looking for cannon fodder.

In the ancient tomb, in the darkness at the corners of the thin mist, a pair of ferocious pupils like a raptor were faintly visible, revealing a bit of anxiety, which was the anxiety of the hunter waiting for the prey to take the bait, but the prey stopped at the edge of the trap.

The air was quiet and dead.

The group of casual cultivators seemed to have sensed something and slowly retreated.

At this time, a fearless figure went upstream, leaned forward and looked forward, and said in surprise: "Isn't this the statue of Tianzun? There won't be more treasures in it?"

The figure lowered his head after speaking, and the pair of bewitching red lips hid in the shadows.

But the words made everyone's heart burn.

Everyone thought there were treasures inside, and this sentence just helped them to confirm it, but it also made them more excited.

In the ancient tomb, the raptor-like pupils froze for a moment, and then revealed a look of ecstasy.

Long Yinghai also laughed.

He had seen stupid people, but he had never seen such a stupid one.

Is this the chosen cannon fodder?

"You."

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the figure, and ordered without question: "Since you are talking about treasures, go down and take a look."

The figure suddenly panicked and waved his hands hurriedly, saying: "I, I."

The Divine Tiger King said in a muffled voice: "Boy, go down, this is a great opportunity."

The figure sighed helplessly, then gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes.

The Divine Tiger King snorted coldly: "Don't even think about escaping."

The figure reluctantly took out the flying sword and went down cautiously.

He descended cautiously bit by bit, and as he descended into the air, his cold eyes met the ferocious eyes in the distance, and they confirmed each other's eyes, both showing a look of teasing and joy.

After completely entering the light mist, Song Yan could clearly see the appearance of the demon.

The young man wearing a monk's robe had red lips and white teeth, his age was unknown, and his realm should be similar to his. As for what kind of demon he was, he couldn't recognize it, but it was definitely not the Nine Sons Demon Mother.

This made his heart tremble, thinking of the demon monk's devouring life, the demon mother's demonic fire sacrifice, and counting this one, these demons are really harvesting living beings.

To be able to appear in such a place and lay a trap in advance, this demon is hiding very deep. In the past, he may not have had his own social circle and reputation, but in fact he is a demon.

As his thoughts flowed, Song Yan's feet had already landed. He waved his hands upwards and shouted: "Adults, if there is any danger, please lend a helping hand."

The Divine Tiger King responded: "I will naturally take action. You can quickly investigate."

After Song Yan heard the response and confirmed that the light mist could only block the detection of spiritual consciousness, but not the sound, he felt relieved.

He raised his head and glanced at the statue of Tianzun. His eyes fell on the black wind at the feet of Tianzun, and his expression condensed slightly.

In fact, he has some understanding of the ancient statue of Tianzun in the mortal world, but the ancient statue of Tianzun in the mortal world is not as clear as the real ancient statue of the god.

At this moment, he could clearly see the composition of the black wind.

‘This is Pilan’s two-headed insect? ’

‘If the two-headed insect of Pilan appears only once in this world, then this black wind is Pilan Po? ’

'Pilan Po said that someone from the King of the Tigers deliberately cultivated them to make special evil treasures. If this black wind is really Pilan Po, then could he be the one who made the evil treasures of the King of Misfortune'

He looked at the condescending but lifeless statue of Tianzun, with a hint of thought in his eyes, and a sudden thought suddenly broke into his mind: Could I be the reincarnation of Tianzun? Otherwise, why are they so similar? Even this Tianzun's treasure fell into my hands?

With this thought, Song Yan suddenly became suspicious, and a seed of uneasiness was planted in his flawless heart.

What if he is the reincarnation of Tianzun? If he has other memories, what is the meaning of his existence?

The next moment, he quickly took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, suppressed this thought, and quickly searched for treasures. He could not let the Divine Tiger King send people down again.

However, this light mist has a strange isolation effect, making it impossible for him to use it here.

Is there really a treasure here?

He looked into the darkness beyond.

In the darkness, those fierce eyes turned in a certain direction. After turning several times, the turning frequency became more and more rapid. It seemed that the devil boy wanted to jump out and tell him, "Over there, my bait is placed over there." , you go and have a look”!

Song Yan walked in that direction and saw that it was also a statue of a god, but the head of the statue had cracks.

He thought about it and raised his hand.

The head of the statue slid away, and for a moment a dazzling light shot up into the sky.

The inside of the statue was actually made of "beads that can enhance understanding"! !

Song Yan's pupils tightened.

The existence of this statue shows that the ancient monks in ancient times were really dozens or even hundreds of times more enlightened than today's monks. Ancient monks can practice magic that cannot be practiced by today's monks!

Therefore, after he practiced "one step to reach the sky", he would show the words "Gu Jiang Palace". And such a state was actually common in ancient times! ?

So, why did this era die?

In the darkness, Song Yan didn't have time to think too much. He moved his lips and uttered a magic voice: "This statue is covered with beads!! Whoever can get it won't have an obstacle to the path of cultivation?!"

The magic sound spread, instantly breaking open the mental defenses of all the monks.

Greed is infinitely expanded and then becomes blind.

"mine!"

"be mine!!"

Led by Long Yinghai, a group of monks rushed madly into the cave.

Song Yan ran away in a hurry, hid in the shadows in a flash, came to the side of the demon boy, and raised his head as a sign of courtesy.

The demon boy also smiled and grinned with melon-seed teeth, and his lips were moist and red.

And at the moment when Long Yinghai, Ye Congfeng, Shenhu King and some masters fell into or approached, the demon boy suddenly let out an undisguised sinister laugh, then stood up and held up his hands.

The weird and ancient gray and dark tones suddenly rose up and turned into a black vortex!

This is exactly the black aura that formed the misty statue before, but it’s just not covered up at all!

This aura is not only ancient, but also full of dilapidation and dead silence, like layers of black insect corpses, like mottled ink, black soil in tombs, and black eyes of evil spirits. This is the absolute aura of death.

Song Yan had actually seen this kind of death aura before.

He had seen it on the underworld zombie!

"Underworld, Sacrifice Array!"

The demon boy showed a sinister smile, and between his ten fingers, the black energy turned into a big funnel and a big whirlpool, sucking in all the casual cultivators who came near here.

Long Yinghai, Ye Congfeng, Shenhu King and others were stunned, and each tried their best to break free, but their strength was unable to break through the shield of the underworld sacrifice array!

And more and more casual cultivators were screaming and being pulled in from the outside.

Mingcai Zhenren, who was originally thinking of approaching, looked at the scene in the distance in horror, then hurriedly bowed to An Li, pulled his Taoist partner and turned to flee.

An Li also stepped back, hiding for a while, thinking of supporting Song Yan.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Turn into my nutrients!"

As more and more people entered the formation, the demon boy opened his ruddy mouth, which became bigger and turned into a bloody mouth, covering the top of the formation, and began to devour life in the horrified eyes of the cultivators.

However, although the demon boy was devouring the cultivators, his fierce eyes were staring straight at his side, and his eyes met with Song Yan, who was smiling harmlessly beside him.