Great Heaven Sovereign

The change made everyone look flustered.

"Be careful!" Yang Fan gave a big drink.

He didn't know what had happened, but his intuition told him that the change was definitely not simple.

But as soon as his voice fell, the gate of the imperial mausoleum collapsed.

Then, a huge attraction erupted directly from the depths.

Whether he or Chang is 100 years old, they are inevitably directly attracted by this force.

At the moment when they disappeared, the whole mountain collapsed and turned into ruins.

In ancient times, Li Jin and others couldn't calm down when they looked at the sudden change.

What happened during this day was crazy for them. It's like circling around the edge of death.

If it hadn't happened now, the mountain would collapse and Yang Fan would fall into it.

They are the ones facing death threats now.

"Let's go!" Li Jin said.

As for the imperial mausoleum, he did not dare to expect it.

But the heart is extremely looking forward to Yang Fan dying directly in it.

The people also had a sense of retreat in their hearts. Now Li did his best to greet them. Naturally, they left one after another without any hesitation.

At this time, in the darkness.

Yang Fan opened his ghost eyes to visit his eyes.

Rows of coffins were placed in front of him.

Coffins are most simple and gloomy, with theout any fancy.

No tombstone, no identity.

It's like Yizhuang.

"Oh, my God, xiaofanzi, where is this? I can't see anything. Am I going to die?" The voice of Chang centenary appeared at this time.

"Don't worry, you can't die." Yang Fan said faintly.

The scene in front of him was beyond his expectation.

He thought that there should be countless opportunities in the imperial mausoleum, if not countless treasures. I didn't expect it to be deserted here.

As for what was in the coffin, Yang Fan didn't move his mind.

He didn't want to disturb the predecessors of the Wushen emperor.

This is the bottom line in his heart.

Whatever it was, he didn't want to ask.

"Yang Fan, what the hell is this place? The smell is terrible. I feel like hundreds of eyes are staring at us." Chang Baisui said again.

Yang Fan frowned slightly.

He also has this feeling.

He just can't tell what's going on.

Under his knowledge of the sea, he didn't feel the breath of any creatures here, and he couldn't even feel the dragon vein said by Xiao Jiu.

"No, xiaofanzi, do you think I was entangled by misfortune? When I first came here, I had a dream. I dreamed of a glittering dragon. But he was dying, and he told me to eat his flesh and blood. Then I did. I..." Chang Baisui said suddenly.

Yang Fan also looked directly at him.

Dream?

Even if his dream comes true.

Thinking of Chang Baisui's appearance before, Yang Fan was more and more sure that Chang Baisui must have some wonderful luck.

However, hearing Chang Baisui's words at the moment, Yang Fan was extremely helpless.

What lane is this?

In his dream, he got the opportunity that others had dreamed of.

But without waiting for Yang Fan to think more, the expression on Chang Baisui's face suddenly became strange and painful.

"Yang Fan, no, I'm dying. It's so painful! My mind is full of the shadow of the dragon. Do you think I'm dying?" Often hundred years old wailing constantly, the whole person curled up on the ground, as if unable to bear.

Yang Fan hurried forward, started the wood decision and felt Chang Baisui's body.

But under this perception, Yang Fan's eyebrows became more and more gloomy.

Because he didn't touch the smell of constant centenarianism at all.

Don't say it's different. He doesn't even have what ordinary people should have.

"How could this happen?" Yang Fan was surprised.

"What's the fuss? It's just that his martial spirit is now activated to really play his mystery." Just then, Xiao Jiu's voice appeared again.

"What do you mean?" Yang Fan asked.

"It means that you don't have to pay attention to him. But it's strange that Longmai doesn't like this kind of goods as much as you." Xiao Jiu laughed.

But it seems that taking Yang Fan with him has become a habit and blurted out.

Yang Fan:

Yang Fan has a black line.

He wanted to ask, what is worse than him?

He said as if he was miserable!

However, this sentence did not come out after all.

"Will he be in danger?" Yang Fan asked.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. It's better to worry about you than about them." Xiao Jiu said again.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he added: "forget it, let me do it. Your efficiency is too slow."

With that, Xiao Jiu's figure appeared directly in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was also stunned.

He wondered, can Xiao Jiu transform in front of people?

However, he didn't ask this question, and Xiao Jiu took a step forward directly.

With a wave of his little hand, "don't hide and tuck in. The dragon vein is broken. You're dying. If you don't come out, you won't have a chance."

Xiao Jiu said this, pointing out the general mountains and rivers, and rowed over a group of coffins.

"Heaven and earth gods, I didn't expect to have the chance to see heaven and earth gods in my lifetime!"

Suddenly an old voice appeared.

"Stop talking. What is life? You've been dead for more than a thousand years. If there weren't the remaining dragon veins, you wouldn't even have a chance to speak now." Xiao Jiu hit him mercilessly.

"Has it been thousands of years? The dragon vein is broken. It seems that we have lost."

"Ah, after all, it can't defeat God."

"I don't know my pulse, but there are others?"

... several more sounds appeared, and then the sound came from the coffin.

There are many people who haven't spoken, but their figures have emerged on the coffin.

Such a scene can't hide from Yang Fan.

Under the guimou, Yang Fan's perception of this spiritual breath was clear and direct in his eyes.

"All right, don't sigh. Another sigh will delay things. Do you have any inheritance? You can consider my current master. He's quite good." Xiao Jiu said.

Yang Fan was stunned.

There was an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in my heart.

It seems that since he was recognized as the LORD by Xiao Jiu, he has never heard a word of approval in Xiao Jiu's mouth. Unexpectedly, he was praised by Xiao Jiu now. For a moment, he had a feeling of being separated from the world.

"This... He doesn't need our inheritance."

"His way is more domineering than our imperial way."

"He still has your kind of existence assistance. How can he need us?"

... many voices spoke one after another.

Yang Fan sighed in her heart.

Originally, Xiao Jiu opened his mouth and saw Xiao Jiu's overbearing appearance. He thought he might get an opportunity. But I didn't expect to get such an answer.

"No, he smells like a king's landing gun!" Suddenly, a voice came from the deepest coffin.

Yang Fan's heart moved.

I couldn't help but take out the long gun directly from the chessboard.

With the long gun in hand, Yang Fan has a feeling of physical and mental connection, as if the long gun is a part of his body.

The next moment, the long gun broke free directly from his hand.

Yang Fan was in a mess and instinctively tried to catch the long gun.

But he was stopped by Xiao Jiu: "don't worry, this long gun belongs to these old guys. They should want to say goodbye." Xiao Jiu said.

Yang Fan frowned slightly. The spear... Has it already given birth to a spirit?