Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

The old guy definitely has a lot of blood on his hands.

Just a few words to survive.

It's simply a fantasy.

"What a misunderstanding, you two little brothers, I'm just here to join in the fun."

"It's just that many years ago, I had a handle that was held by Gou Ri, so I had no choice but to go against you two."

"Old man, as long as I can survive, I can do whatever happens to you two."

Watching the rod in front of him sink deep into the wall.

The overlord gun is still trembling.

The old man truly felt the threat of death.

He spent his whole life traveling south and north, calming rivers and subduing dragons.

It can be seen at a glance that this spear is nothing short of extraordinary.

It is a fierce weapon that has not been seen for thousands of years.

It can suppress demons, subjugate demons, and destroy evil spirits.

Just the murderous aura coming from the gun was as sharp as a wind blade, piercing his heart.

Just standing outside the spear.

It made him feel like he was floating in the sea.

Someone who can control such a powerful weapon.

How could it be an idle generation?

That guy is really looking for death.

mess with people like this.

To die is to live.

"Oh, old man, you really think you, Master Yang, and we are three-year-old children."

"You still have the leverage to let yourself go?"

Yang Fang spat hard and sneered.

Although he is not very old.

But it is a real old Jianghu.

Except for the years when he practiced martial arts with his master Jin Abacus on the bank of the Yellow River, he spent most of his time wandering around.

"Those two little brothers, what do you want me to do to spare this old man's life?"

The old man's eyes darkened slightly and he let out a breath.

He knows the current situation better than anyone else.

With the corpse commander joining forces, there is still a slight chance of victory.

But now that I am alone, facing these two gods of death, I will only die.

A man can bend and stretch.

Han Xin also had crotch humiliation.

It’s not a big deal to lower your head and ask for a living.

"How to do it……"

The coldness on Yang Fang's face became even stronger.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand and whipped the old immortal to death.

But when the words came to his lips, he subconsciously glanced at Chen Zhao behind him.

Killing is easy.

But they didn't come here to kill people.

"Brother Chen, what do you want to do?"

"Yang, listen to you."

Although we only knew each other for half an hour.

But the tyrannical methods shown by Chen Zhao had completely convinced him.

This boy is no more than [-] or [-] years old.

But he has a mind and realm far beyond those of his peers.

Hearing this, Chen Zhao just raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly at the old man in the distance.

"If you want to live, you can't just talk."

"It's just...no, Brother Chen, you can't let this old guy go easily. Once you let him go, wouldn't it be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Yang Fang was still nodding at first.

But once the words come out.

He immediately reacted and turned to Chen Zhao with a solemn expression.

The latter just smiled and shook his head without explaining much.

The current situation is there.

Unless a god comes to this world, this old man will never think of any possibility of surviving a desperate situation.

"I wonder what little brother wants?"

The old man now understands his situation.

He behaved quite calmly.

"Your Jiuyou lineage has been guarding the dragon veins for the emperor's family since ancient times. If I remember correctly, in addition to suppressing the river and subduing the dragon, there is also a blue dragon skill."

"This……"

As Chen Zhao spoke word by word.

The old man's expression suddenly changed dramatically.

There seemed to be a huge wave in my heart.

This is the biggest secret of General Jiuyou's lineage.

Don't call Chen Zhao an outsider.

Even Kushirdharma, who had known him for many years, didn't know.

General Jiuyou, passed down from generation to generation.

Although he now has three sons, none of them has received a complete inheritance.

This Canglong Technique requires extremely high levels of talent.

Most importantly.

It is necessary to use the essence and blood of the dragon that transformed into a demon to lay the foundation for the inheritor.

He has come a long way this time.

Although he said it was to practice cultivation with the dragon's corpse.

In fact, he wanted to collect the essence and blood of Jiaolong.

Take him back to check his son's pulse.

In order to allow him to practice Jiuyou's inheritance.

No one knows this secret except him.

But now Chen Zhao said it all.

How could it not shock him greatly?

He even wondered if this kid had the ability to predict the future and guess people's hearts.

"Canglong Kung Fu?"

Yang Fang on the side frowned slightly.

Before this, he had never heard of such a skill in the world.

But look at the old man.

This skill seems to be extremely important to him.

"Yes, old man, unless you surrender this skill, if you want to leave today, you must first ask about the magic whip in my hands!"

"impossible!"

The old man looked up sharply.

His expression turned extremely ferocious in an instant.

to him.

Canglong Gong is the lifeline foundation of Jiuyou.

Once it is spread, hundreds of years of inheritance will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Even if he died, he didn't want to go face to face with his ancestors.

Yang Fang curled his lips and said, "Then just go die."

"What about death?"

"Boy, old man, I've been running around all my life, but I can still be intimidated by you?"

Seeing this, Yang Fang's eyes turned cold.

"Brother Yang, don't be anxious."

Chen Zhao waved his hand. The reason why he threw out the Canglong Kung Fu was not because he wanted to covet this technique.