Chapter 1345, Survivor

In Zhou Yan's impression, the yin energy remaining in the Zhou family's ancestral tomb is more intense and pure than before, and perhaps a corpse king can really be born.

It's just that the Corpse King is too powerful, with Zhou Yan's current strength, he can't control it at all, and the Corpse King still has some wisdom.

Zhou Yan was worried that the corpse king would seize Qin Haoran's body, so he made an invitation, hoping to join forces with Qin Haoran to suppress the corpse king.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Qin Haoran laughed loudly, with mocking eyes, glanced at Zhou Yan, and said indifferently: "Your Zhou family has been destroyed long ago, even if there are survivors, they are still alive, what do you use to attract me?"

"Besides, don't you know? Our Qin family and your Zhou family are incompatible, we hate each other, and we swear to be incompatible!"

Zhou Yan was silent, and cursed secretly in his heart. It really was a group of white-eyed wolves, ungrateful people, who even missed the things of their ancestors.

bang...

Just as Zhou Yan was about to persuade again, a majestic ancient altar suddenly appeared in sight.

"Finally found it!" Qin Haoran showed joy, quickened his pace, and rushed into the altar.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion hit, Qin Haoran shook violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed on the ground.

"Here is..." Zhou Yan looked up, and was suddenly frightened.

Around the ancient altar, there is a dense array of runes, like a dense spider web, all over the entire altar, exuding horrifying fluctuations, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Roar--"

From the altar, there was an earth-shattering roar, as if a prehistoric ferocious beast had revived, revealing its majestic power.

"not good!"

"Roar--"

In an instant, a cloud of gray mist spewed out from the altar, condensing into a ferocious iron-clad corpse.

Blue veins emerged, and the arms of this armored corpse were bent, and the nails were as sharp as swords, glowing with sharp luster.

Afterwards, the armored corpse rushed out like a shooting star, heading straight for Zhou Yan.

boom!

Zhou Yan bombarded out with a punch, hitting the Iron Armored Corpse's chest hard, the punch was like thunder, shaking the void.

However, the body of the armored corpse was solid and unscathed. It just stopped for a moment, and then it slapped out with a claw, and the fierce wind blade howled, tearing the air.

call out!

Zhou Yan's complexion changed, and he moved half a step sideways, narrowly dodging the blow.

"This iron armored corpse has extraordinary strength, comparable to a fifth-level warrior of a god king, and its speed is extremely fast. I am no match at all."

Zhou Yan's thoughts changed sharply, he quickly judged the situation, immediately changed direction, and fled towards the distance.

"You can't escape."

Seeing this, the Iron Armored Corpse gave a cold smile, stomped hard on the soles of his feet, and ran wildly, chasing Zhou Yan.

"Damn it, how could it chase and kill..."

Zhou Yan was terrified and became more and more anxious. Scenes of pictures flashed in his mind.

In the past, when he was practicing martial arts, he encountered a ferocious beast that wounded him on the spot and almost killed him.

Later, his father fled with him, passed by a tomb, and discovered that the corpse buried in it turned out to be an ancestor, a Martial Sect of the Xiantian Realm.

The corpse was well preserved, and the whole body was crystal clear, as if carved from jade.

From then on, Zhou Yan knew that his ancestor was a generation of Martial Saints, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Xiantian Realm, and he was only a hair away from being able to break through to the Martial King level.

However, Zhou Yan's parents met with unforeseen misfortunes, and his ancestor passed away in anger, leaving only his lineage.

Due to various reasons, Zhou Yan's lineage withered and declined, and eventually disappeared from everyone, and even a single martial arts secret book could not be handed down.

"This map is very important to me..."

Zhou Yan pondered and gritted his teeth. Since he encountered it, he naturally couldn't miss it.

"Zhou Yan, don't think about it, this is the tomb of the ancestors, how can you trespass?"

Suddenly, Qin Haoran shouted coldly: "If you dare to offend your ancestors, you will be punished by the heavens and tortured in every possible way. Life would be worse than death..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's face was ugly, and he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

Zhou Yan knew that in the long river of history, many nobles of the royal family, because of greed, offended the tombs of their ancestors.

In front of the ancestors of the Qin family, no one can contend, so they can only back away and ignore them.

"Zhou Yan, stop dreaming!" Qin Haoran continued to yell: "Today, the ancestor's mausoleum belongs to my Qin family, you don't want to get your hands on it."

"Go away!" Zhou Yan was furious, but he had no choice but to retreat.

"Jie Jie... want to leave, it's too late."

Suddenly, Qin Haoran laughed strangely, and stretched out his hand to grab the ancient altar.

boom!

In an instant, a brilliant spiritual light rose from the top of the altar, turned into a spiritual pattern, and enveloped Qin Haoran.

"Spiritual array?"

Shocked, Zhou Yan exclaimed, recognizing the mystery of the spirit pattern. This is a high-level spirit array, which is extremely rare and specially used to defend against foreign invasion.

"Oops, this altar actually hides a spiritual formation!"

In a moment, Qin Haoran came to his senses, with a bitter look on his face. This spiritual array is extremely strange and contains unpredictable power.

"Qin Haoran, don't you want to get the inheritance from your ancestors? Now, the opportunity is in front of you, and you refuse it instead of cherishing it. This is extremely stupid."

In the next second, on the top of the altar, the bright spirit pattern trembled and burst into dazzling light. Wisps of brilliance flowed like a tide spreading, sweeping in all directions, forming a light curtain, firmly locking Qin Haoran.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light flew over and landed on Qin Haoran's shoulder, as if there was a force of suction, trying to drag him over.

"Ah, help..." Qin Haoran screamed and struggled, but to no avail.

"hey-hey……"

Zhou Yan witnessed this scene, but he sneered, with a cold light in his pupils.

In Zhou Yan's heart, Qin Haoran is a waste, not eligible to receive the inheritance from his ancestors, only he is eligible.

As long as Qin Haoran is trapped in the mausoleum, what awaits Zhou Yan will be death.

"Hmph, a trash like you deserves to be called a child of my Zhou family. It's a disgrace to the ancestors of the Zhou family." Zhou Yan cursed viciously in his heart.

Zhou Yan knew very well that although he was the only son of the head of the family, he was a descendant of the common family, with a humble status, completely different from Qin Haoran.

In the past, the two of them had fought for many years, and their hatred for each other was as deep as the sea, and they wished they could not get rid of it and make it quick.

"what!?"

While driving, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the hill next to him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

On the hill, there are several elixir plants that exude a strong fragrance.

"It's really hard to find nowhere to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!"

Zhou Yan's eyes were burning hot, he licked his tongue, and muttered to himself: "I never thought that I would find the elixir here, and it would be cheaper for me..."

After the words fell, Zhou Yan took out a dagger, picked a few elixir carefully, and put it in his arms.

Afterwards, he swept his eyes away and stared at another spiritual herb, his eyes were scorching and full of fire.