The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 124 The Secret of the Burial Valley
Chapter 120 Three Secrets of Burial Valley

The gray sky, the broken walls, the swords inserted in the ground, and the blood that smelled like blood.

Silence, without the slightest vitality, a dead silence.

Looking at Ye Wuqiu's mood is three points of depression, the most important thing is.

He could feel a burst of sadness in this dead silence.

I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, that kind of suppressed grief and indignation, and the fierceness of fighting against it.

"What the hell happened here..."

"Every piece of sword is a rare magic weapon. How can this kind of existence be wiped out, and no one survives..."

Walking towards the inside step by step, a relatively intact main hall appeared in front of him. The main hall was not carved with dragons or phoenixes, but instead was simple, simply built with wood and bluestone.

However, it was such a simple and dilapidated hall that touched Ye Wuqiu's heart very much. This kind of touch was not what he thought, it was natural.

"Huh, I hope I can find something useful."

The main hall covers an area of ​​nearly thirty feet, and the space inside is particularly large. Ye Wuqiu walked in to have a look.

Clean and tidy, there is not even the slightest bit of dust in this hall, it is as clean as before, except for a few collapsed tiles.

It's really like being inhabited by people.

hum~
hum…

hum...

A burst of dizziness sounded from the inside of the hall, and then spread directly into the valley to the entire forest.

Zhang Qiling in Qilin Cave also heard this sound, and his face changed immediately.

"The lunatic really entered the Burial Valley?"

Generally speaking, no sound can easily come out of this valley, only when people break into it, this kind of sound will appear.

But the creature that broke in has since died in the valley.

This is the word passed down by the Zhang family's patriarchs, and it has never been missing.

And King Wannu, who returned to the cave, also tightened his expression.

"I'm really not afraid of death, but I'm about to fall asleep again, oh..."

This Valley of Burying Immortals is not talking about it, but for real. King Wannu was not originally from this cave, but only studied his own longevity technique in Changbai Mountain, but there was a day thousands of years ago when he completed the longevity technique.

Suddenly a big hole was opened in the sky, followed by a terrifying suction force, which finally sucked it into the hole, and since then it has been completely sunk here, never to go out again.

As for the origin of the Zhang family, King Wannu knew very well, but they were just the gatekeepers of the disciples of the Dongtian sect back then.

To put it bluntly, it is the watchdog!
Although the place was already in ruins when he came in, the Zhang family's mundane inheritance has not been cut off.

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The sound of the urn resounded in the soul like Hong Zhong Da Lu, accompanied by an ethereal feeling.

Waiting for the moment when Ye Wuqiu regained his senses again.

The surrounding space suddenly changed.

The main hall is no longer dusty, and the air is no longer full of gloom and grief.

The sun can also shine in the sky.

He saw the name of the hall clearly.

"Mingxin Hall."

When reaching out to touch the door of the hall, suddenly the hall collapsed.

The picture in front of me turned again, and it directly turned into a sky full of gorgeous brilliance, a terrifying roar, and an incomparable way that filled the void.

Hundreds of Tsing Yi Taoist priests in the air, with solemn faces, holding swords and knives in their hands.

In the sky, a cloud of black air gradually grew larger until it covered the entire sky, covering the sun's rays, but it couldn't block the brilliance of the leading purple-robed Taoist.

Stretching out his hand and pointing towards the sky, a terrifying sword light shot out from his fingertips and pierced the sky.

"Devil, today my hundred disciples of the Lingxu Cave will never let you step out of the cave!"

"All disciples, follow me to kill the enemy!"

In an instant, countless brilliant spells bombarded the black air in the sky.

But the black air became more and more intense, and the sky slowly and completely turned into night.

As time passed, only a dozen or so of the hundreds of disciples were left limp on the ground, the swords in their hands were stained with blood.

The old man in purple gave a sad smile: "Devil, you can't get out, haha!!!"

With a tremor, the space suddenly sent out ripples, and an illusory bronze door was completely closed.

"court death!!!"

"Still life old man, you are looking for death, ah..."

The black air in the air roared loudly, and finally stretched out countless tentacles, and drew towards the limp disciple on the ground.

Jing Wu suddenly smiled and looked at the remaining disciples.

"My fellow disciples, are you willing to follow the old way to die!"

"Willing to die for Lingxu!"

"Willing to die for China!"

"May my body, forever suppress evil spirits!"

Ye Wuqiu, who is passionate and emotionally mobilized, watched this scene suddenly.

A burst of golden flame rose from all the disciples until it turned into countless golden chains and enveloped the sky.

The purple-clothed old man smiled gratifiedly, and his own purple fire rose instantly, turning into a hexagram formation made of purple air in an instant.

The golden chain was connected with a bang.

Kaka…

It turned into a cage and completely sealed the black air in the sky.

"Do not……"

The devil screamed loudly, but it was of no avail. In the end, the seal flew directly into the sun and disappeared completely.

"Lingxu Cave, what a Lingxu Cave!"

Ye Wuqiu praised sincerely, the Taoist has no boundaries, and he sacrifices himself for others!

Suddenly, the screen changed again, the sky turned gray, and a disciple in Tsing Yi crawled out from the pile of dead people.

I don't know how many bloods from the same family were stained on his face.

"Lingxu, it's gone..."

"Haha, it's gone, it's gone..."

The disciple sat paralyzed on the ground, mourning, weeping with blood and tears, screaming in the sky, and the hearts of those who heard it were broken.

For three days and three nights, I cried for three days and three nights, my beard and hair were all white, and there was no trace of moisture or blood coming out of my eyes.

"Master, Lingxu, I, Zhang Dexu, will protect me from now on. If I die, so will my descendants!"

Afterwards, he will use the remaining magic power to set up a large formation in the entire valley and bury the holy beast Qilin in the gate.

Disappeared within the spirit void...

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuqiu felt quite heavy in his heart.

"The Zhang family is a disciple of the Lingxu Cave, no wonder they can come in. Is the devil dead?"

Suddenly, everything returned to reality, the dilapidated hall, the gray sky.

Whoa!
In the main hall, a phantom suddenly appeared, and Ye Wuqiu took a look.

"Still life priest?"

Xu Ying smiled kindly: "It's me, a later person. I didn't expect that there are still people who can come in if the spirit is still empty. It's true that my spirit is immortal."

"Little friend, would you like to be my successor?"

Ye Wuqiu watched this scene, his heart beat suddenly.

As a descendant of the spirit deficiency, how many secret techniques and techniques do you need?
What's more, maybe he will get control of this Lingxu Cave, and it doesn't matter whether he leaves or not.

Wouldn't it be better to just stay here and become a fairy?
The old Taoist looked at Ye Wuqiu who was thinking, and suddenly smiled: "My three spiritual inheritances, all of which can directly lead to the way of heavenly immortals, and there are 36 sword skills, which can be combined into earth evil supernatural powers, sword skills!"

　There are only two updates today. My friend asked me to play a game. I haven’t played a game for a long time. Hey, I will have more tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)