All the way to the fairy

Although the voice was faint and fleeting, both Liu Suiyun and Guo Huijun could clearly confirm that it was indeed Xu Zhaori's voice.

Could it be that he didn't die under Chen Chaonan's hands, but what about the Five Mountains Spirit Talisman on Chen Chaonan's body?

Liu Suiyun hesitated for a moment, but still followed Guo Huijun, no matter how bizarre this matter was, Guo Huijun and him must find the answer.

This section of the road is not long, only more than a hundred steps, Liu Suiyun saw that the vision in front of him became wider, and he couldn't help being shocked by Zhenjun Beihe's generosity again!

No one expected that there would be such a vast tomb in such a deep underground. Liu Suiyun roughly estimated that the tomb had a radius of at least two or three hundred acres and was about ten feet high. To build it, I don't know how many spirit stones it will cost.

What makes people feel extravagant is the countless funerary objects. Although they have been raided by tomb robbers countless times, everything that remains in the tomb tells everyone what a luxurious existence this True Monarch Beihe is. .

There are dozens of giant colorful corals that are more than one foot long, but it is a pity that these rare corals are now split into two or three pieces, becoming worthless. The ground did not know what precious jade was used. After it was built, it became a mess, and there were still weapon racks that were swept away. Although the weapons were completely missing, the remaining aura on them told Liu Suiyun that this Northern River True Lord is definitely a coquettish person. Bei Aotian!

Liu Suiyun even had a suspicion that if the True Lord Beihe could put the spiritual stones consumed by the tombstone repair on his own practice, he might have already broken through the Nascent Soul Realm and would not have fallen early.

However, he quickly shifted his gaze to the two sides in the battle. Taking the crystal coffin of True Lord Beihe as the midpoint, the two sides in the battle were engaged in a desperate contest.

One side is still An Zhiyu and Xu Zhaori, Xu Zhaori is still very treacherous, and An Zhiyu, an old monk who is about to live, does not know what kind of expired aphrodisiac he has taken, and unexpectedly exploded with the strength of the foundation period , he can make the opponent hard to parry with any shot.

And the pied monks opposite them, now there are only five people left. Although they are the weakest and have the level of the late stage of Qi refining, they retreat one after another, but on the crystal coffin behind them, there is actually one who is as good as An Zhiyu. The old friar who was old and frail was overseeing the battle there.

It's just that when Liu Suiyun saw the old monk for the first time, he couldn't help taking a breath. This was a kind of alarm and awe from the heart. This one-armed old man is definitely not simple!

This old monk who looked like he was in his last years looked like a chicken-skinned and gray-haired man, extremely old, and even had a broken arm, but he was riding on top of an equally mutilated bone wolf. He turned a blind eye to the fight ahead and just stared at him Wearing a crystal coffin.

This is the Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Liu Suiyun has such an intuition that this is definitely a foundation cultivator whose lifespan is approaching.

Liu Suiyun knew why he felt such awe when he saw this old monk. An Zhiyu could make him feel extremely hurt, let alone a Foundation Establishment monk who had lived for nearly three hundred years.

It seems that this one-armed old man is old and useless, but he has achieved a 240-year-old lifespan after building his foundation, and with the accumulation of 200 years, Liu Suiyun suspects that this old man has lived for [-] years. Up and down.

What is the concept of a foundation-building cultivator who has lived for three hundred years? It means that he is already a real old thief. His trump card - it is definitely not a simple person who can survive the 300 years of wind and rain.

Liu Suiyun even had a feeling that the person who mobilized the tide of alien beasts to attack them in Yanzhi Mountain was this old and immortal old thief!

The appearance of such a three-person team caused a fundamental change in the entire battle situation. It turned out that An Zhiyu and Xu Zhaori had the upper hand, and the monks of the Supreme Demon Sect killed three new troops as soon as they saw each other. , couldn't help but flustered for a while, and even caused a Qi-refining Dacheng monk in the formation to turn around and run towards the one-armed old man.

The one-armed old man was still only concerned about the crystal coffin that had already been torn apart, and he didn't know anything about the monks of the supreme demon sect who were rushing. Patriarch, Patriarch Canlang, the enemy is too strong! Please act quickly!"

The patriarch Canlang finally turned his head away, but Liu Suiyun only felt a pain in his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to avoid the gaze of the patriarch Canlang!

But he finally saw the face of Patriarch Canlang clearly, it was true that old age is a thief, this is the first time Liu Suiyun has seen such an ugly man.

It's just that the next moment he was frightened by the fierceness of the ancestor of the can wolf, and saw that the patriarch of the can wolf slammed the cover of the flowered monk Tianling with a palm: "I have raised you for 60 years, and I can neither achieve foundation building nor swear to death." Effectiveness, what use are you for!"

The Pied Cultivator turned out to be tall and thin, very conspicuous, but Patriarch Canlang slapped him down, and even though there was no trace of blood, the Pied Cultivator was directly killed, and his entire body had shrunk to no more than a foot in a blink of an eye. There were not even a drop of flesh and blood left in the bones of the conversation.

The patriarch Canlang turned his head away again, no longer looking at the battle ahead, but the expired aphrodisiac that An Zhiyu ate seemed to be very effective, he roared loudly: "Fengcan wolf, Fengcan wolf! , your death date has come, why bother to support it, if we discuss it carefully, I only want the volume of the Supreme Secret Requirement Spiritual Plant..."

Feng Canlang had already reached into the crystal coffin, groping for something in the cloud of red mist, he was extremely concentrated, but he replied to An Zhiyu: "An Zhiyu, what are you talking about? "

"The Supreme Secret Wants Ling Zhi Scroll, I only want this! I only want this!"

"Hahaha..." Feng Canlang laughed out loud, very ferociously: "A mere scroll of supreme secrets, how can I work for Fengcanlang! An Zhiyu, you are mistaken!"

"Mistaken?"

An Zhiyu was a little surprised, but he has lived for more than 100 years, and his eyes are bright, and he will not be disturbed by a few words of Feng Canlang, but strengthened his offensive: "Xu Daoyou, quickly let Xingxiao lead you!" They come up to help!"

Xu Zhaori turned his head slightly to glance at Liu Suiyun and Guo Huijun, then lowered his head and looked at the ground, but said: "You shouldn't have come!"

Guo Huijun had already thought of countless scenarios when meeting Xu Zhaori, but she never expected that Xu Zhaori would say such a sentence, she could barely hold the sword shield in her hand, and her footsteps also stopped.

And the wind can wolf over there has already laughed: "An Zhiyu, I said you made a mistake, it is a mistake, the Patriarch Beihe of this sect has indeed obtained several volumes of supreme secrets, including the spiritual treasure you want. Zhijuan, but our Patriarch Beihe is full of enemies all over the world, every step of the way is in danger, and the Lingzhi scroll was lost before he fell! There is no Lingzhi scroll in this tomb at all!"

"There is no Lingzhi Scroll?"

An Zhiyu is not willing to believe this answer. He has been working on this volume of supreme secrets for more than ten years, and regards it as his only hope to break through the foundation-building stage: "You are lying!"

At this moment, Xu Zhaori, like a flying swift, rushed into the gap between the pied monks at an astonishing speed, without even raising his heart, the one who stuck to An Zhiyu with countless fallen flowers In the same sect, Luo Yingcai clung to her body and turned into a shower of colorful flowers. This old monk with the thirteenth level of Qi Refining had already fallen to the ground in the deadly rain of flowers before he even had time to scream.

Now it's his turn to show off to Feng Canlang: "It doesn't matter if you don't have the supreme secret, hand over Zhenjun Beihe's slough!"

"The slough of True Monarch Beihe?"

An Zhiyu received the shock of endless joy after the great grief. If there is really a slough from the Northern River True Lord in this tomb, the value is far better than a scroll of supreme secrets. After the supreme secret, I am afraid that it will take several years to study and study, and then it will take many years to plant the elixir and spiritual grass, and I don't know how many years it will take to truly harvest.

However, the slough of the quasi-National Soul cultivator, even a single hair is a treasure, which can be used after a little refinement. If it can be refined into spiritual weapons and pills, it will have infinite power and can be used immediately , no need to wait for those years.

Now it was Feng Canlang's turn to be shocked: "What remains? Nonsense!"

It's just that before he finished speaking, a bone hand flew out of the red mist in the crystal coffin. Fortunately, Feng Canlang moved like lightning, grabbed the bone hand, and laughed triumphantly: "No Wrong, Patriarch Beihe left this left hand behind. When he fell, he was blasted to ashes by his enemies, but he, like the old man, should use this left hand to wield the sword every day and carry the gun at night. He has special affection for the left hand, so This left hand stayed..."

Liu Suiyun glanced at the bone hand, it was obviously just an ordinary bone hand, a section of ordinary white bones, strictly speaking, it was only half of the left hand, only the forearm remained, but he unexpectedly I dare not look directly at this bone hand.

This is the power of the quasi-Yuanying cultivator, even if it is only a surviving left hand!

Feng Canlang was very proud when he got this bone hand, and he shouted: "Those stupid tomb robbers, who entered Baoshan but returned empty-handed, who would have thought that Patriarch Beihe would hide this hand in such a place Go, hahaha...and let you have a taste! Let you know what it means to wield a sword by day and carry a gun by night!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to be frozen, Liu Suiyun only felt that the endless desire to die had overwhelmed him, so he could only hold on tightly to the Falling Sword of Heavenly Tears.

It's just an old and immortal monk who established the foundation. How can the Taoism performed by the left hand of Zhenjun Beihe be so simple? The next moment, the entire tomb room was filled with black mist full of death. Liu Suiyun shook the sword in his hand. Non-stop, but unable to make any resistance.

This is the power of the golden core realm!

Although Liu Suiyun couldn't even move a single finger, when faced with this overwhelming coercion, he had a natural feeling. Just like he borrowed the Heavenly Tears Falling Sword, Fengcanlang also borrowed this passage from Zhenjun Beihe. The bone hand displayed at least the golden core level or even the middle and late stage of the golden core Taoism, how could he, a Qi refining monk, be able to resist it.

Guo Huijun and Xia Jingjue had the same feeling as Liu Suiyun, they felt that they could only let the deadly black mist seep in, and An Zhiyu over there had already plopped and fell directly to the ground.

Feng Canlang laughed loudly, but before he could stop laughing, he uttered a cry and almost fell into the crystal coffin: "How is it possible, how could you have broken through my Nine Nether Prison Net? Jin Dan, it is impossible for me to accept this move!"

Xu Zhaori's voice became more and more treacherous: "Because your Nine Nether Prison Net is only effective for mortals, and I..."

"It's already a dead man!"