Chapter 180 179 Traveling in Secret Together, the Ancient Tomb Storm (85K Words Thanks to "Who Is Holy in the World" Silver Alliance)

Chapter 180 179. Traveling together in secret, the storm in the ancient tomb (8.5K words - thanks to "Which Holy One in the World" Silver Alliance)

The Wuxiang ancient clan, the secret realm of ancestral lineage.

Outside the oil paper window, the shadows of the trees were swaying wildly in the early summer showers. An everlasting monster oil lamp inside the window was emitting a soft light, casting long or short dark shadows on all the large and small appliances in the house.

Song Yan was sitting in front of the oil lamp, thinking about three things in his mind.

1. Map.

Strictly speaking, the Lu Kingdom was not within the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The closest country to the Wuxiang Fifteen Kingdoms was the Western Jue Ancient Kingdom.

There is only a mountain corridor between the State of Lu and the Ancient State of Xijue, which is no more than a few dozen miles long. However, because there is no mystery in the country, the Lu Kingdom has almost never been regarded as a territory by the Ancient Kingdom of Xijue. Even if the emperor of the Ancient Kingdom collects and pays tribute, he will not pay attention to the Kingdom of Lu, let alone the sects of the Ancient Kingdom of Xijue.

The State of Lu is more regarded as one of the scattered small countries in the Wuxuan Wilderness.

In this wild and wild land of Wuxuan, there are the Wuxiang Fifteen Kingdoms to the west, the Ancient Night King Clan to the east, the Ice Mirror Wasteland to the north, and the Ancient Dragon Tomb Kingdom to the south. Although the Lu Kingdom is close to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, if an opportunity arises, the other two clans will never sit idly by, especially the Dragon Tomb Ancient Kingdom.

Ancient tombs are what they regard as forbidden things.

Two, two formation diagrams.

"Lihuo Gathering Formation", "Ice Coffin Xuan Killing Formation".

Of course, the names of these two formations are completely false. Their essence is to use "fire" and "ice" to sacrifice to the Nine Sons Demon Mother.

Song Yan felt that since he could come up with the incomplete "Small Tiandao Text - Yin" from "The Great Formation of Ten Thousand Soul Flags Sacrifice and Refining" and "Five Elements Gathering Mysteries", he could naturally extract something from these two formations.

However, after so many years, he also tried various methods but found nothing.

However, he knew that there must be three things hidden in these two formations: one is a certain Heavenly Word, the other is the target of the Heavenly Word, and the third is the result direction for the Nine Sons Demon Mother.

3. "The Secret Art of Refining the Corpse of the Underworld Corpse Demon" (extremely incomplete) (simulated state).

This thing was something he simulated through repeated thinking through the powerful talent of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan after he met the Underworld Corpse Demon at the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold and was almost killed by the Underworld Corpse Demon.

This thing is missing extremely important information, and no matter how much time is spent, the deduction cannot be continued.

But the thing itself told Song Yan one thing, that is, the "Underworld Corpse Demon" with no soul, no cause and effect, and a flesh and blood strength comparable to the Divine Infant Realm can actually be made through the corpse refining technique!

"Creatures from the underworld" are monsters that the world needs to use the tumor realm to resist. This is also the main reason for the formation of the soul threshold.

But now, it can actually be made through corpse refining?

this.

This is true.

Song Yan also wanted to practice.

He briefly recalled his experience in corpse refining.

His level of corpse refining is actually still at the level of a small country sect such as the Puppet Sect.

The strongest corpse he has ever refined is the corpse of "Zhang Han in the early stage of Zifu". However, from his current perspective, although Zhang Han is in the Zifu realm, the strength of the corpse is actually still in the Jianggong realm, even in ancient times. It's far from the Jianggong realm. It's several realms behind the corpse demon of the underworld.

Even if such a corpse is refined, even if its ability exceeds that of most ordinary Jianggong monks, it cannot compare with other early Zifu monks.

As for the true strength, he didn't know. After he was caught by Ying Lao Master, he didn't take care of Zhang Han's body at all. Instead, he quietly hid it somewhere in the East China Sea. Later, he didn't know if it was picked up by anyone. Picked up, or simply swallowed by some sea monster from the East China Sea who is not picky about food.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan suddenly felt his communication stone light up.

In the dark light, the communication stone flashed with dark red luster, like the pupils of a crazy beast in black.

At this moment, an eardrum-piercing roar of thunder suddenly sounded outside the house, and a pale light illuminated the sky and the earth for an instant, clinging the shadows of the whirling trees to the oil-paper windows.

Song Yan transferred his spiritual consciousness into the communication stone.

Enri's energetic voice came from among them.

"Bad guy, I'm out of seclusion!!"

The familiar voice made Song Yan couldn't help but smile.

In the past, he would have congratulated and then continued to encourage this ordinary female cultivator who was forcefully dragged to the Purple Mansion Realm.

Enri is just a little nun with a cute nature. She is not special. She does not have an earth-shattering divine body, nor does she have any background. Originally, her fate was to die in obscurity. Just like him without the Yushou Dao Fruit, she could never reach the realm of Zifu in her whole life, let alone become even the most ordinary member of the ancient tribe.

The showers became more intense again, as if the floodgates in the sky were opening and the water was pouring down.

Song Yan did not congratulate Anli, but grabbed the communication stone and suddenly asked a question: "I am going to Lu State to do a dangerous thing for the family, will you come?"

After a long time, a voice came from the communication stone.

"You've invited me, how could I not come? I've been through this many times, my aunt, and I'm experienced! It's just that in front of you, I still look the same as before!"

Song Yan sent a message: "This time is different from the past. You may really die."

Not long after, Enri's voice came from the communication stone again.

"I don't want to die!"

Song Yan smiled and said, "I'll wait for you for half a month. Come quickly."

He couldn't protect An Li at all times, but since he had enjoyed the beauty of love, he hoped that the shelf life of this love could be as long as possible, because even though his life was long, it would be extremely difficult for him to encounter such love again. Therefore, he didn't want to marginalize An Li easily, or just keep her as a pet, because in that case, the love he liked would inevitably deteriorate and disappear.

So. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to test An Li's mental ability and see if she was enough to move forward.

After all, although An Li had been training outside for so many years, with his words "If An Li gets into trouble, I will get into trouble", An Li must have been well protected like a flower in a greenhouse. She may have seen cruelty and meanness, and experienced intrigue and deception, but she definitely had never been around in a real Shura field.

Song Yan had a hunch that this trip to the ancient tomb of Lu would not be so easy.

Because the mysterious bead that could increase the comprehension of the cultivator by dozens of times was unprecedented!

Where did this bead come from?

How many were there?

Why did it come out at this time?

No matter what the problem is, the cultivators who get these beads will certainly make a leap forward in overall strength.

It is precisely because this thing can show great achievements, and it is extremely sensitive and important that the Ningxin Patriarch will give this matter to him to do, let him establish his prestige, make achievements, and then naturally rise to the top.

He likes to hide, but he is not opposed to rising to the top.

Rising to the top often means that you can access the top information that this clan can access, grasp the biggest situation that this clan can grasp, and at the same time, you can legitimately eat other people's cakes and share great opportunities, and no one will covet you. Unlike the nameless people, if you get a treasure, you will be hunted to death.

Song Yan put down the communication stone, thought about it and took out another token, and then began to arrange some affairs for the subordinates.

Speed ​​is the essence of war. He did not use the power of the sect, but he had to let the mortal country of the ancient country of Xijue incorporate the country of Lu into the country first, so that the ancient tomb would become the ancient tomb of the Wuxiang ancient clan, rather than an ownerless ancient tomb.

In one sentence, the arrangement he made would be veiled and veiled as an imperial decree to the ruler of a great country, and then thousands of troops would follow.

After doing this, he walked out of the house and into the rain, looking up to feel the heavy rain, and with his hands raised, a black shadow flew out of his arms.

Those were hundreds of flying beasts that were good at hiding.

Each of them had the breath of Song Yan attached to it.

Half a month later.

The open space in front of the ancestral secret realm.

Due to the heavenly calamity, this place has long been barren, and the tamed flying beasts lowered their heads and pulled the sedan chair, waiting quietly.

After seeing Song Yan, Tang Yi hurried forward and made a simple report.

He was responsible for showing up outside. If there was a big event in the clan, he naturally needed to accompany and cooperate to facilitate the arrangement of some affairs.

After knowing that Tang Han was Song Yan, Tang Yi was completely stunned, because in his eyes, "Song Yan has always been the enemy who killed his father", but Song Yan has a high status and is in the ancestral secret realm, so he can't do anything.

Then his mother got into trouble.

The clan did not arrange Xuanxin for Xingxianmu on the grounds that Xuanxin was busy. Tang Yi asked for help everywhere, but no one agreed to help. An outsider mixed in the ancient clan, this outsider should not live long, and it was a blessing to die in the crimson palace period.

However, just when Tang Yi was desperate, he suddenly received news that he could lend Xuanxin to Xingxianmu, so that she could enter the pseudo-mansion realm to prolong her life. Tang Yi thanked the person who helped him. However, in an accident, he realized that the person who really helped him was Song Yan, and the clan member who agreed was just listening to Song Yan's words.

Tang Yi had no impression of his father. After learning about the situation many times, he also understood that Song Yan had no choice at that time. His knot was untied. Not only that, he also developed a strange respect for this strong man.

And this time, he will also go with him.

After listening to Tang Yi's report, Song Yan also understood the situation in Lu State.

Tang Yi said respectfully: "Uncle, please get on the sedan chair."

He called "Uncle" very smoothly and willingly.

Song Yan was originally of the same generation as his father, and he was Tang Xiaokong's adopted son. No matter which side he was on, he should call him higher.

At this moment, a sword rainbow fell from the sky, and the heroic little An Li flew down, then walked quickly to Song Yan's side and said: "I'm here."

Tang Yi knew who this female cultivator was, but he couldn't call her "Aunt", so he could only wait for the two people to get on the sedan chair.

"Why don't you talk?" An Li looked at Song Yan who seemed to be distracted at this time.

Song Yan suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Yi, frowning and said, "Xiao Yi, how can you let me sit in such a small sedan chair?"

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, then said, "Uncle, I know I was wrong, I will change it for you right away."

At the same time, Song Yan's voice sounded in his mind.

"Prepare a sedan chair, put talismans around the sedan chair to isolate detection, and then find a pair of your trusted soldiers to hide in the sedan chair, pretending to be me and An Li.

After that, go forward at a normal speed and go straight to Lu State.

Princess Xi, Tang Jin, and Tang Cheng will go with you.

Princess Xi already knows, but the two little guys behind don't know.

Remember to make a big fuss along the way, and don't let the prestige of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan fall! But don't let it slip, don't let people know that I'm not in the sedan chair, can you do it?"

Tang Yi's expression moved slightly, and he replied in his mind: "Uncle, you want to go there in advance? Will it be too dangerous?"

"I'm very happy that you can care about me." Song Yan smiled faintly, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Your father's death was related to me, but at that time I had no choice. I couldn't protect myself, and I was powerless to save him."

Tang Yidao: "Uncle, I, Tang Yi, am not a person who can't carry things clearly. Don't worry."

Song Yan said warmly: "Good boy, be careful on the road, the world is undergoing some strange changes, don't look at everything with the same eyes as before.

The future of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan still needs your support!

I know you have been wronged, but as long as your uncle is here, I will not treat you badly in the future. "

When Tang Yi heard this, he suddenly became excited. His eyes were about to burn when he looked at Song Yan. Although he was a member of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, he married a woman from a foreign tribe. Strictly speaking, he was considered an outsider after all.

That's it for his entire life, but he still has descendants.

He doesn't want his descendants to stay like this!

But the clan seemed to have acquiesced that everyone in his lineage had to do such work, which made Tang Yi feel painful.

But Song Yan's words gave him hope.

"Don't worry, uncle, if this matter is leaked, I, Tang Yi, will bring my head to see you!"

The two of them communicated entirely through thoughts.

Little Anli thought she was left in the cold.

She looked at the frowning Song Yan, then looked at the flying chariot in front of her, and whispered: "Why are you putting on airs? This chariot is not bad at all, it's quite majestic! This monster is the Changfenghu from the late Jianggong period, very... Pompous.”

Song Yan snorted coldly, grabbed Xiao Anli's hand, and left without looking back, leaving Tang Yi where he was in embarrassment.

After waiting in the room, Song Yan told little Anli what happened before.

Anli pointed at herself and said, "I and I will go with you? Will that hold you back?"

Song Yan said: "You will always procrastinate. In this case, I will let you procrastinate as soon as possible. If you can't do it, I won't call you if this kind of thing happens in the future."

After saying that, he caressed Enri's pretty face softly and asked, "Do you dare?"

Enri blushed and said fiercely: "Auntie, what am I afraid of?"

Song Yan looked at her stubborn and nervous eyes and laughed "Jie Jie Jie".

When Enri heard the laughter, she was stunned and subconsciously asked: "Why are you laughing so horribly?"

Song Yan said: "You try?"

Enri took a deep breath, coughed, cleared her throat, and then grinned: "Jie"

Facing Song Yan's encouraging gaze, she imitated Song Yan's look and smiled "Jie Jie Jie".

After laughing, she said excitedly: "Suddenly I felt like I became a bad person, and a lot of bad ideas popped up in my head."

Song Yan asked: "What about?"

An Li said: "I have understood that the Lu Kingdom is next to the Xijue Ancient Kingdom, so why not let the Xijue Ancient Kingdom devour the Lu Kingdom quickly? Then when other tribes ask, we will say that this is the territory of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan. It’s also an opportunity for my Wuxiang Ancient Clan.”

Song Yan laughed and said: "You can think of it, who can't think of it? This is completely useless!

Although the fight between the two geniuses of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan for the treasure is hidden, it will definitely spread through various channels. Plus ancient tombs. The opportunity of Ziwu Village in Lu State has long been flying around.

This opportunity must have attracted a lot of monks, not to mention the Ancient Night King Clan, the Ancient Dragon Tomb Clan, and even many casual cultivators. "

An Li said: "Then we won't let the Xijue Ancient Kingdom annex the Lu Kingdom?"

Song Yan said: "Of course I want to swallow it, I have already arranged it."

An Li asked curiously: "Why is this?"

Song Yandao: "Of course, after the fight, when it comes to reasoning, we can be reasonable. Even during the fight, we can still shout righteously, 'Why did you invade the territory of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan?'"

An Li:.

She thought for a moment, understood, and then asked: "What should we do if we go early?"

Song Yan asked: "You have killed many monsters, right?"

Enri nodded.

Song Yan asked: "Have you ever killed anyone?"

Enri was stunned on the spot, and then said: "I will kill bad people! Either bad people, or evil monks who have done bad things."

Song Yan asked: "What if I am evil? Will you kill me?"

Enri lowered her head and looked at her toes.

Song Yan hugged her and whispered: "Lotus are born in the mud. You don't have a dark heart, how can you give birth to a holy lotus? I am the future leader of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. For the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, what should I do? Everything will be done. If you really have no goal, then just do it for me."

He did not use his magic voice, but whispered in a low voice: "You do good for me, not for good, but for me. You do evil for me, not for evil, but for me. But I do it for everyone."

An Li was just cute by nature, but not stupid, but she was still confused by Song Yan's words that seemed like a curse. She went around and around and found that all the problems seemed to be easily solved, because no matter good or evil, it was all for Song Yan. It's all for everyone.

Song Yan looked at her thoughtful look and said softly: "One day, I hope you can be free and not be bound by anything."

Enri murmured: "Not by anything."

Song Yan said: "Including me."

In the dusk, he watched the afterglow shining on little Anli's innocent little face, watching that little face become complicated, he felt sincerely happy, and felt a kind of happiness that he was no longer alone.

When Lou Nian set off from the secret realm of the ancient clan's ancestral line with great fanfare, Song Yan and An Li had already turned into a rainbow light and flew away into the distance.

Song Yan was extremely fast, and his escaping light enveloped An Li.

Little Anli seemed still immersed in Song Yan's words.

She also cherished this relationship very much, so she would definitely think about it seriously and understand what Song Yan said.

Her face began to become serious, but it was not the rigid and old-fashioned seriousness before, but the seriousness of being prepared.

The two of them slept in the open air and arrived at the Wuxuan wasteland in just one month.

Song Yan felt it a little and found that the Xuanqi here was forbidden, which was even worse than the Shu Kingdom in the Three Kingdoms.

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Shu Kingdom at least had some Xuanqi, but there was none here.

In other words, the Xuanqi here was used as much as needed, and Xuanjing could only be used to restore it after a battle.

Song Yan had changed his appearance with the Wuxiang Mask and his talent, and secretly modified his soul and spirit with the "Free Demon Picture". Even if the Ningxin Patriarch was in person, he would not recognize him.

An Li wore a simple white gauze hat, a sword behind her back, and dressed like an ordinary female cultivator.

The two raced against time and came to Lu State.

As expected, the area around Ziwu Village was already full of monks.

These monks were holding treasures and digging the ground frantically.

The rumbling sound, the big pits everywhere, and the flying dust were the main rhythm at this time.

As for the people around Ziwu Village, they had moved away long ago, so that the houses in the village had been occupied by monks, and even the roads and wells in the village had been dug up.

When Song Yan and An Li fell from mid-air, a casual cultivator came up to greet them.

The casual cultivator swept the two of them.

The male cultivator was heroic, but he looked like a pretty boy, while the female cultivator behind the male cultivator seemed to be half a step behind like a follower, but she had an extraordinary demeanor.

This method of "master-servant exchange, hiding identity" is not uncommon among casual cultivators, so it is not rare.

The casual cultivator bowed and said, "I am Jin Ming Zhenren, from the Jiang Palace, without any sect or school. May I know you two?"

While speaking, he watched the two with his peripheral vision, and soon noticed that the male cultivator in charge carefully looked at the female cultivator behind him, so he became more certain of his original thoughts.

Song Yan clasped his fists and said, "I am Jian Huangzi, and this is my follower Xiao Jiu. We are both from the Jiang Palace, and without any sect or school."

"Sword cultivators?" Jin Ming Zhenren's eyes lit up.

Song Yan summoned his flying sword and performed a standard sword technique, revealing a little sword energy.

Jin Ming Zhenren was obviously a man who knew what he was talking about, and he became much more enthusiastic after feeling the pure sword energy.

Those who use swords are not necessarily sword cultivators, but those who can cultivate sword energy are definitely sword cultivators. And sword cultivators have always been known for their "strong combat power" and "high moral character" in the Xuan Xiu world.

He immediately greeted them, "We are all independent cultivators, and it's not easy for us. If you two are alone, why don't you team up with me?

To be honest, I came here with my Taoist partner. In this way, the four of us can take care of each other."

Song Yan paused again, as if listening to An Li's voice transmission, then nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble Brother Jin Ming."

Half a month ago, he had released many monster shadow puppets.

He originally wanted to use those monster shadow puppets to first understand the situation of Ziwu Village in Lu State, but those monster shadow puppets quickly exhausted their profound energy after entering Lu State and could not hide. If they continued to go deeper, they would be discovered by many cultivators and then directly destroyed.

Song Yan had to withdraw all the monster shadow puppets and stay at the edge of the Wuxuan Land.

Therefore, he now knows very little about the situation in Ziwu Village in Lu State and needs a local guide.

And integration is the fastest way to understand.

At night.

Ziwu Village.

The villagers in every household became a team of monks in every household.

The illuminating black grass core fire spread the light area, and after An Li took off her veil to reveal her lovely face, Jin Ming Zhenren and his Taoist partner Ming Cai Zhenren were almost completely relieved.

These two people are righteous people at first glance. Judging from their demeanor, they may be monks from a righteous force who went out to practice. It is not strange to pretend to be a casual cultivator.

Ming Cai Zhenren looked at An Li with a smile, glanced at her clear eyes, and said: "Xiao Jiu Zhenren is really likable."

An Li bowed and said seriously: "My son and I heard that there is an opportunity here, so we came here to find it. I never thought it would be like this."

As she spoke, she shook her head slowly, as if she felt that "I think this place is boring, so I might as well leave early."

Mingcai Zhenren saw through her thoughts and said hurriedly: "Xiaojiu Zhenren, don't worry, we still have at least a month to explore."

Jinming Zhenren beside him smiled and said: "There is a secret message that the master of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is on the way, and it will take at least a month. If the big man arrives, there will be no place for us. We just need to search before he arrives. What if we are lucky enough to run into him?

Now that they appear here are all independent cultivators, everyone thinks that even if they want to rob, they have to see the treasure first, so basically they find a vacant space. land, and started digging. Hoping to dig something out. "

Song Yan asked: "Did you dig it out?"

Jin Ming Zhenren shook his head and said: "The ancient tomb was emptied by the ancient tribesmen before, but there are cultivators who know the art of Feng Shui and divination. It is most likely that the ancient tomb is just a small tomb on the edge. There must be a big tomb around it, the main tomb! The real treasure is in the main tomb!

So, you two really don't worry, it's not easy to come here, you have to at least hear a sound before leaving. "

An Li nodded and said: "Sir, let's take a look."

Song Yan said: "Yes."

Zhenren Jinming and Zhenren Mingcai looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

At night

The two groups of people were separated into two rooms, and they simply pasted talismans to isolate detection and sound.

Song Yan held the soft little An Li in his arms, and the two quietly felt each other's body temperature.

An Li said: "Even at night, there are still many cultivators digging the ground. If there are really ancient tombs around, they will definitely be dug out. Have the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan and the Night King Ancient Clan not come yet?"

Song Yan said lightly: "They are coming."

"Ah?"

An Li was shocked.

Song Yan said: "They are all waiting for free labor from the casual cultivators, digging the tomb day and night."

An Li thought for a while and said: "Should we wait until the treasure comes out and then fight with them?"

Song Yan said: "This is the best case."

An Li said: "What about the bad case?"

Song Yan said: "I smell something wrong."

An Li frowned and thought for a long time, but she still couldn't find anything wrong in her memory. She wanted to pass "Song Yan's test" seriously. She didn't want to be a burden or a pet of Song Yan.

Song Yan stroked her hair with a smile and said, "What have you learned?"

An Li thought for a while and said, "If I were alone, I would never come to such a place to wade into muddy water."

Song Yan said, "Right. What else?"

An Li said again, "If you must come, you must always be careful to hide in the safest and most suitable low position for escape. Don't show your head to do anything, otherwise you will be spotted by someone like you."

After that, she asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan said, "Release your spiritual sense and scan the north. Something should be dug out."

North of Ziwu Village.

The casual cultivators who were digging frantically were busy.

They consumed a lot of energy, dug one pit after another, but never saw anything useful.

And just as a cultivator shoveled down, a frosty breath suddenly gushed out, as if sweet spring water was pouring into the barren loess, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The monk was stunned after sensing it for a moment, then hurriedly looked around, seeing a group of monks coming over, with blazing lights shining from all directions, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them, saying: "I dug it first! It's mine!!"

A powerful force suddenly erupted from the crowd.

The monks subconsciously made way, and a burly black-armored figure walked out.

The monk wanted to stop him, but was grabbed by the black-armored figure and raised.

Among the casual cultivators, another black-armored figure walked out, the clang of the scales colliding was fascinating, and the tall figure like a bear and the burning murderous aura made people understand that they were a group of fierce people.

The monk who knew the goods was surprised and said: "The Xuanjia Divine Army of the Xixijue Ancient Country!!"

The sect of the Xijue Ancient Country is quite special. It is not a sect system, but a military system. The strongest one among them is the Xuanjia Divine Army.

The black-armored figure at the head stared coldly at the monk who was lifted up, and said in a muffled voice: "This is the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Wuxiang Tianzun is on his way here. All the discoveries here belong to Wuxiang Tianzun!!"

A terrible murderous aura burst out from his eyes, and he threw the casual cultivator to the ground in anger, saying: "Who the hell are you? How dare you say that the things here are yours?"

The casual cultivator bowed his head sympathetically.

A cultivator nearby recognized the figure and bowed his hands and said: "Is it the Divine Tiger King of the Black Armor Divine Army?"

The black-armored figure at the head said: "The Divine Tiger King is here, of course, and I am just Dian Kang under the Divine Tiger King's seat, and I am just the pioneer for the king!"

After that, he kicked the casual cultivator away, and then said: "Dig! Keep digging!"

The casual cultivator hurriedly took the opportunity to crawl away, then gritted his teeth and wanted to escape.

Dian Kang saw it clearly, and with a flash of murderous light in his hand, he shot it down. Just as he was about to get angry, a voice covering the place came from afar.

"Everyone, please be patient. I am the God Tiger King."

"Since you are here, you must have heard of my name more or less."

"Today, I am here to watch this place for Wuxiang Tianzun. If you dig, you will touch Wuxiang Tianzun's things, and you will be guilty!"

The cold voice contained murderous aura, which made people shudder.

But soon, the topic changed.

"However, you haven't found any treasures yet. So I am willing to ask Wuxiang Tianzun for mercy and help you get out of this trap.

Not only that, if you can find any treasures, you can all come here to claim the reward.

But if any of you leave rashly, don't blame me for killing you!"

"Dian Kang, announce the reward rules."

The casual cultivators who had originally thought of leaving when they saw the regular sects entering the venue suddenly stopped.

The Divine Tiger King, the leader of the Xuanjia Army of the Ancient Kingdom of Xijue, although there is an ancestor above him, his realm has reached the middle stage of the Purple Mansion. As for his strength, the Divine Tiger King was born to kill and was particularly good at fighting, which was more than enough to suppress one side.

But they were a little unfamiliar with the name "Wuxiang Tianzun".

Of course, it was not completely unfamiliar, after all, there were people who were well-informed.

So the man quickly explained it to the people around him.

"Wu Xiang Tian Zun is the most evil being in the Wu Xiang Ancient Clan since its founding. He can kill an early Shen Ying at the early stage of the Purple Mansion.

When he breaks through the late Purple Mansion, ninety-nine heavenly tribulations will descend! Each of them can kill an ordinary late Purple Mansion!

But Wu Xiang Tian Zun not only endured ninety-nine heavenly thunders to temper his body, but also absorbed a trace of thunder power from them."

"This is too terrifying"

"Of course! Now that Wuxiang Tianzun has come out of retreat and is heading here, no wonder the Divine Tiger King wants to come here in advance to stake his claim."

"So that's it."

The casual cultivators discussed.

The Divine Tiger King listened silently, but didn't say much.

He didn't know whether the power of thunder was true or not, but "the early stage of Purple Mansion killed the early stage of Divine Infant" was real. That scene was imprinted in the souls of many people and they would never forget it.

This time, he knew that Wuxiang Tianzun was coming, so he decided to take action and wanted to establish some relationship with Wuxiang Tianzun.

Just thinking about it, a cry came from afar.

The bit of frost that was dug out spread more and more, and underneath it appeared a huge snake corpse with blood and flesh dripping, and this snake corpse was emitting a strange mysterious energy, which instantly filled this barren land with mysterious energy.

The cultivators' spells can now be used normally.

"This is the Black Crystal Snake! Didn't this precious snake become extinct long ago?!" Dian Kang exclaimed, but then he became happy again, because it meant that the efficiency of "digging graves" would be greatly improved.

"Wu Xiang Tian Zun"

Xiao An Li turned her head and looked at Tian Zun behind her, her heart filled with a sense of confusion and fantasy.

Song Yan said: "The clan is creating momentum and bluffing people."

Xiao An Li said: "You are wrong, is it the Black Crystal Snake?"

Song Yan shook his head and said: "It is the breath of the demon. The Black Crystal Snake may also be thrown by them. Is that the purpose?"

His eyeballs gurgled in the dark, then shrank slightly, and said in a playful tone: "Is it a sacrifice?"

"Since fire can be sacrificed, ice can be sacrificed, then another way can also be used?

It's not easy to get so many cultivators together. Wouldn't it be a waste if we don't sacrifice?"

After that, he laughed "hehehe", and I don't know what he was thinking.

Little Anli shuddered, but plucked up her courage and tried to accept and understand the present Song Yan.