My Opening Shocks the Queen

I have to say that there are still many treasures in this main hall.

Even some forces fought for a high-level martial arts of the mysterious order.

"Patriarch, look, what is this?" At this moment, a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect shouted towards Ning Tian.

Hearing this, Ning Tian looked over.

It was a small black ball, and he said, "It should be a magic weapon, you can keep it yourself."

"Is that so..."

The disciple was obviously a little disappointed, but he could only put away the magic weapon.

For ordinary disciples, it is not bad to have magic tools.

Compared with ordinary weapons, it is also much better.

"Okay, let's keep looking, hehe, there are a lot of treasures in this main hall." Ning Tian smiled and greeted the disciples of the Demon Sect to continue their search.

Over time, many people found good things in the main hall.

But no one noticed that the three figures were quietly stepping up the stairs of the hall, leaning towards the throne.

These three are the disciples of Yijianmen.

"Senior Brother Jian, are we really going to get close to that dead bone? Isn't that a little bad?" A disciple with a delicate face looked at the dead bone on the throne with some fear.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jian..."

Another disciple also said with a bitter expression.

"What? You are also afraid of a person who has been dead for an unknown number of years?"

Seeing these two people so worried, Jian Wusheng suddenly sneered.

"Is it possible, you are still afraid that this dead person will bite you suddenly?"

"This, this is not." The two disciples quickly shook their heads.

"no?"

"No, then don't hurry up and follow me!"

Jian Silently glared at the two of them, and with a kick, directly put it on the buttocks of the two disciples.

Even though the two of them almost fell a dog and chewed shit, they didn't dare to say a word of dissatisfaction.

Jian Wusheng, but Yijianmen has the most hope of becoming a disciple of the God Emperor Realm!

"Yes..."

"Brother Jian, let's go over here."

The two nodded hurriedly and climbed up the stairs.

Seeing this, Jian Wusheng raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and followed slowly.

The three of them came to the throne and looked at the constantly wriggling maggots in the dead bones. The two disciples almost spit it out.

"Senior Brother Jian, this withered bone looks sour. There shouldn't be any treasures, right?"

"What do you know?"

Jian Wusheng snorted coldly, looked at the dry bone, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You think I'm those stupid guys? Are you still searching in the main hall? Hehe, this good thing must be hidden near this throne."

After he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the dry bone's finger.

There, there seems to be a ring.

"Hehe, isn't this good thing coming?"

Jian silently sneered, took out a cloth in his hand, and wiped it lightly on the dusty ring.

On the ring, there is a black gemstone, which is very simple.

"This is......"

Jian Wusheng's pupils shrank, and he took a deep breath, "Zang Na ring!"

This thing, at least it's a magic weapon!

But this is just a spiritual tool that can't make Jian Wusheng so surprised!

It is this Tibetan ring, but it has the characteristics of storing things. Even if a Tianzun powerhouse dies, he has to wear it. What does that mean?

That means, all of them are babies!

"Hahaha!"

"I have sent!"

Jian laughed silently, a fiery greed flashed in his eyes, and he directly moved his hand and touched the Tibetan ring.

His heart was full of pride.

In this Tibetan ring, the treasures of the entire Tianzun Mausoleum must have been collected.

As long as he gets this Tibetan ring, the whole treasure of the mausoleum will be in his hands, and these stupid people will be kept in the dark and slowly look for the treasure!

Jian Wusheng became more and more excited as he thought about it, and his hand fell on the Zangna ring.

Immediately, force.

I want to pull the Tibetan ring from the bones of my fingers.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it.

"I still don't believe this evil."

A flash of anger flashed in Jian Wusheng's eyes. He is a one-star powerhouse of the Holy Emperor Realm. How could he not even be able to pull a ring out of a dead man's hand?

He used his spiritual energy slightly.

Unfortunately, to no avail.

"You two, come and help me!"

In desperation, Jian Wusheng could only command the two disciples beside him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jian."

Hearing this, the two disciples came over and began to hold Jian Silent's arm, constantly exerting force.

But the strange thing is that even the power of three people can't help this Tibetan ring.

"Damn, two wastes, get out of the way!"

Jian Silent became angry, and pushed the two disciples away, began to run the spiritual energy, and continued to exert force alone.

"hiss..."

Suddenly, he frowned, and there was a slight pain in his thumb.

He looked over.

Found my thumb, accidentally scratched by the bulge of the Tibetan ring.

"It's really unfortunate."

Jian Wusheng frowned and snorted coldly.

Just when he was about to change his hand and continue, he was horrified to find that the thumb was originally just a trivial wound, but at this moment, the blood flowed non-stop!

Soon, blood will cover the entire Tibetan ring!

"What, what's the situation!?"

At this moment, Jian Wusheng's eyes flashed with panic, and he wanted to pull out his hand, but he didn't move at all, as if his hand had been fixed!

"Quick... quick... come and help me!"

Jian Wusheng finally panicked, and his voice trembled.

The two disciples ran over, and when they saw this scene, they were shivering with fright!

However, due to Jian Wusheng's kinky prestige, they still mustered up their courage and put their hands on Jian Wusheng's hand, and they had to use force to pull him out.

Sudden.

There was a clicking sound.

Um?

The two were stunned.

what sound?

Subconsciously raised his head, his face suddenly changed!

I saw that the withered bone was actually flashing red in the eyes at this moment!

Then, under the shocked gazes of the three, the withered bone stood up slowly, and the sound of bones touching.

"What... what?"

"Live... Live!!?"

Before the three of them could think about Jian Silent, that withered bone moved suddenly, instantly knocking the two disciples flying.

boom!

The momentum exploded!

The two disciples slammed heavily on the wall in the main hall and went silent.

At this moment, the forces that felt the movement all raised their heads subconsciously and looked towards the hall.

Immediately, his face changed.

"Fuck!"

"Isn't that the silent sword of Yijianmen!"

"That withered bone, why, how did it stand up!?"

"Is this a scam?"

At this moment, their eyes were full of panic. A person who was originally dead and turned into withered bones turned out to be standing up. How could this not make them afraid?

"Um?"

Hearing the movement, Ning Tian was taken aback and looked towards the hall.

When he saw the dead bone standing, his expression changed.

Thinking of the red light I just saw, and seeing that the captured sword was silent, I couldn't help but want to curse.

"This evil pen, what kind of bones are you going to touch!?"