Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

The black weirdo laughed twice, then strangely turned into a thin line and disappeared in place.

at the same time.

At the entrance to the Daohun Saint's Cemetery, a thin black line flashed past, as if it had also penetrated into the tomb.

At this moment, Feng Ruoxi and Chen Ping'an, not long after entering the entrance of the tomb, they discovered three tomb passages in the dark tomb passages.

"Junior Brother Chen, which of these three entrances should we take?"

Feng Ruoxi asked.

Chen Ping'an's eyes flashed. Many people poured into each of the three tomb passages. Without a map of the tomb passages, no one knew how to choose.

"Senior, a thin black line flew into the tomb passage on the left..."

At this moment, the thirty-three-year-old cicada suddenly heard the news.

A thin black line?

Chen Ping'an was stunned, what is going on? Could it be that a saint secretly used the treasure to secretly protect his disciples?

"Senior, this thin thread does not look like a treasure, it has no breath."

Thirty-three-year-old Cicada added.

"Okay, since there's someone on the left, let's go to the right."

Chen Pingan made up his mind in an instant.

He took the lead and walked into the tomb passage on the right.

Boom boom!

As soon as he entered, he heard roars coming from the depths of the tomb passage, as if some fierce battle had taken place.

The two speed up.

After turning a corner, Chen Pingan saw a group of people bombarding a green light.

"This is a broken formation, but it still retains its power.

Feng Ruoxi stared at the cyan light and recognized it.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Pingan smiled and walked forward.

Feng Ruoxi quickly followed.

The two of them reached the crowd in a blink of an eye. Chen Pingan walked directly towards the cyan light without stopping.

"Chen Ping'an, you are looking for death. This is the pattern laid out by the Daohun Saint before his death. Even if it is broken, it is still very powerful. Come back quickly!"

someone shouted.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and looked indifferent.

"Boom!"

The void suddenly emitted waves of fluctuations, and amid the soft sounds, the formation patterns and the cyan light of the attack disappeared at the same time.

Everyone was amazed when they saw it.

"It's his spiritual pet!"

Someone saw the clues and couldn't help but say.

"Let's go, let's follow Chen Ping'an, so we can take advantage of everything."

one man said.

"But what if Chen Ping'an doesn't follow martial ethics when snatching the sacred weapon?"

The man said worriedly.

"There is no other way. It depends on his conscience. But if this matter gets out, even if Qingyun Academy protects him, I am afraid Chen Pingan will have to accept punishment."

the man said.

"Yes, even if it is a spiritual pet, it has entered the Saint Realm. Once it participates in the competition for our Transcendent Realm disciples, it will violate the rules set by the Six University Palaces."

Another person said.

When Chen Ping'an heard the discussion of the people behind him, he turned around and said brightly: "Don't worry, I will only rely on myself when fighting for the holy artifact. Now using spiritual pets to clear the way is just for everyone's convenience."

"Chen Daoyou is righteous.

Everyone praised.

Next, with the Thirty-Three-Year Cicada clearing the way and the formation patterns in the passage to the virgin tomb, this group of people had an extremely smooth journey and entered the depths of the cemetery without even making a move.

The end of the tomb passage.

A dark door appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the aura of the holy weapon seeped out from the cracks in the door.

Seeing that Chen Pingan did not move, everyone remained patient and did not push the door rashly.

If they encounter danger, they don't have a spiritual pet in the holy realm to help them.

Chen Ping'an walked over and pushed the door, only to find that it was so heavy that he couldn't push it open with his strength.

"Come on, everyone."

Chen Pingan said.

Everyone agreed, gathered together, and pushed the black door open.

Behind the black door is a huge black tomb, like a hall, ten feet high and dozens of feet long and wide. There are three coffins in the center of the tomb.

One big and two small. The coffin is red, and I don’t know what kind of wood it is made of. In the dark tomb, it emits a faint red light, which looks very strange.

People came in.

"We took advantage of Chen Ping'an. The first batch came in. Are the others still on the way?"

A young man laughed.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Chen is very righteous. I have accepted this favor, and I will repay it in the future."

Someone cupped their hands towards Chen Ping'an.

This move caused a chain reaction, and others also fell in love.

"No problem, it's just a little effort, fellow Taoists, don't be so polite."

Chen Pingan smiled.

Although they were a little excited after entering the tomb, everyone did not act rashly. They just followed Chen Pingan slowly towards the three coffins.

After everyone got closer, someone suddenly became surprised: "Huh? Why is there still writing on this coffin?"

"There are words."

Chen Ping'an also looked serious.

On the big coffin in the middle, he found a line of small words that read, "Those who believe in me, the evil god, will have eternal life."

Evil God?

Why does this guy still linger on the coffin of the Taoist Saint?

Chen Ping'an became alert.

The evil god is the agent of the Wan Nian Rubik's Cube. He has powerful magical powers in terms of spiritual thoughts. It is not difficult to enter the Taohun Saint's graveyard with just one thought.

Chen Ping'an scanned the entire tomb with his consciousness, and suddenly discovered that there was a portrait of an evil god with four arms on the wall behind the tomb.

"There are so many people...hehe, they are all here for the holy weapon, right?"

In the empty tomb, an old voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone was shocked.

"Who?"

Someone took out a treasure and looked around cautiously.

The lid of the coffin in the middle suddenly slid down, and an old man with an illusory figure slowly emerged.

"I am a Taoist Saint, welcome everyone to my tomb..."

Everyone was shocked.

"Sage Daohun, aren't you dead? Why is the spirit still alive?"

Someone said in horror.

"Ignorant child, didn't you see the words on the coffin?"

Daohun Saint snorted coldly.

Everyone was shocked for a moment, remembering that sentence.

Believe in me, the evil god, and you will have eternal life...

“What kind of thing is this evil god that can make a dead saint’s soul immortal?”

Feng Ruoxi murmured to herself, her face turning a little pale.

Chen Pingan observed it and found that no one knew about the evil god.

"I have two treasures, the world only knows one..."

The Daohun Saint waved his hand gently, and the lid of the small coffin on the left suddenly flew away, and a long sword emerged from it.

This sword releases the aura of a holy weapon.

Daohun Saint's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and he said lightly: "This sword is called the Shocking Sword, and it is the best of the Saint level."

The best of the holy level!

Many people's hearts became hot.

"I am dead, so this sword is of no use anymore. It will naturally be left to future generations."

The Daohun Saint smiled and waved his hand, and the small coffin lid on the right flew away, and a dark red bead flew up.

As soon as the bead appeared, a more powerful aura emerged.

Many people are feeling intense pressure.

"This is the Shock Bead, a quasi-imperial weapon that I have spent my whole life forging. It has never been seen in the world..."

Daohun Saint sighed softly and said with complicated emotions: "Today, I will also give it to someone who is destined."

When everyone saw how generous Daohun Saint was, their hearts agitated.

Even quasi-emperor weapons are given away, this is really a great opportunity.

If you have a quasi-imperial weapon in the extraordinary realm, wouldn't it be invincible at the same level?

"You would be so kind?"

Just when everyone was excited, Chen Pingan smiled coldly and poured out a basin of cold water. (End of chapter)