The sudden appearance of the three people caught Ling Heng a little off guard.

"Mr. Ling, don't worry, your strength is indeed strong, and we can't follow it under your nose. Zhao Sifeng looked at Ling Heng's surprised appearance, and smiled even more happily.

With that, she reached out and pointed to the backpack that had fallen aside.

At this time, Ling Heng realized that under the backpack, something seemed to be flashing.

When I got closer and picked it up, I realized that it was a tracker!

"Originally, I just wanted to secretly throw a tracker in your room to see if you could step on it by luck, but who would have thought that he would help. ”

Listening to Zhao Sifeng's laughter, Ling Heng remembered it.

Just as he met the other's eyes, the girl's hand briefly left his sight.

It was at that time that this tracker, which was the size of a grain of rice, was left in the room.

I have to say that this woman is really ruthless.

Just to leave the tracker, he deliberately showed his body in front of him, if it was someone else, I am afraid that he would not be able to think of it at all.

"It turns out that she was the one who went to your direction before?" Listening to Zhao Sifeng's words, and the same fragrance also came from her, Wu Zheng immediately recognized the person.

At this point, Ling Heng knew that he would definitely not be able to hide it, and he was about to tell him about Yu Jue and let them help find the entrance.

Who knew that the old man who had been standing in the pit suddenly opened his mouth: "Just a few little flies, you still want to touch my senior brother's grave?"

Listening to the old man's words, Ling Heng frowned slightly.

According to what I learned before, the treasure was said to be hundreds of years old, and then I was told that it was the tomb of a high-ranking person a hundred years ago.

If this is the case, then the old man in front of him is at least over 100 years old.

"Senior brother?" Zhang Chen stepped forward slowly, looking at the old man in front of him, his eyes were full of horror, "This tomb is a disciple of the Divine Vein Sect, if it is really your senior brother, is it possible, you are also a member of the Divine Vein Sect?"

"Zhang Chen, you really know how to laugh, the Divine Vein Gate was destroyed decades ago, where is there still someone?" Huang Hu heard this, and immediately laughed.

But before his smile was over, the old man had disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Huang Hu.

That's right, it's really in front of him!

I saw that the old man's body was clasped around Huang Hu's head, and just when the other party was about to struggle, a move pierced his ears, and two rays of energy also poured in from his ears.

The strong energy swept through the wind, and Yu Wei swept on Zhao Sifeng and Zhang Chen's faces, only making them feel painful.

When the old man slowly fell from the head of the yellow tiger, the latter still didn't react at all.

The old man's height was only up to the other party's heart, but the speed of the shot just now was far above him.

"Hey, Yellow Tiger, you...... Are you okay?" Zhao Sifeng saw this and asked tentatively.

But at this time, Huang Hu didn't react at all, Zhang Chen slowly walked up to him and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

In the next second, Huang Hu knelt directly on the ground.

With a tremor when he knelt on the ground, his tangram also flowed out a thick stream of blood.

And, what's even more terrifying.

In this thick blood, there is also a little yellow and white stuff.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the old man's hand just now has killed people.

Such a cruel method directly stirred Huang Hu's brain.

"What, you two have something to say?" Seeing this, the old man slowly turned his head sideways, staring at the eyes of the two as if he were looking at a dead man.

Ling Heng and Wu Zheng, who were standing in the distance, saw this scene, and their faces were also full of surprise.

This old man's strength is not low, it seems that the shot is very simple, but every move is a killer move, and it will not leave people a way out.

If Ling Heng hadn't reacted fast enough, I was afraid that he would have been taken away at that moment.

"The new generation of the ancient martial arts world, is this kind of strength?"

Listening to what the old man said, everyone present did not dare to speak out.

Zhao Sifeng and Zhang Chen, who originally followed Ling Heng and them, already regretted it a little.

They only knew that there was a tomb of the master of the Divine Vein Sect here, but they never thought that there were still masters who had survived from that era to guard it.

"Before, senior, I'm sorry for the interruption, we...... Let's go!"

Zhang Chen is not a fool, in this situation of huge disparity in strength, he naturally chose to retreat.

"The seniors took their leave. Zhao Sifeng also reacted, seeing that Zhang Chen had already turned around and left, he also followed in a panic.

Watching the two leave, the old man didn't want to go up to stop him.

"You two are not leaving, do you want to stay with him?" The old man put his hands behind his back and glanced at Ling Heng and the two of them, and the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest.

At this time, Wu Zheng was already a little scared, and his body unconsciously took a step back, ready to retreat at any time.

Looking at Ling Heng again, he stood in place without the slightest intention of retreating.

Even after seeing the old man's threatening eyes, he pretended to be bold and took a step forward.

"Why, we're here, aren't you going to do it yet?"

Ling Heng looked at the other party with a smile, his eyes were full of confidence, as if he was sure that this old guy would not make a move on them.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zheng looked frightened, and he couldn't understand why Ling Heng wanted to provoke the other party in such a situation where there was a huge disparity in strength.

"Boy, looking for death?"

"Then do I have to be domineering?"

Listening to the old man's words, as Ling Heng spoke, a wave of energy burst out along the sea of qi, and almost every pore was opened.

Suddenly, the surrounding air was also a little disturbed by this pale yellow energy.

"What's the matter, isn't the old man still going to do it?" Seeing that the other party didn't want to make a move, the corners of Ling Heng's mouth rose slightly, and the confidence in his eyes was a little more vigorous, as if he had seen something.

Seeing this, Wu Zheng on the side slowly lowered his head and looked at the old man's hand behind him, accompanied by a breeze passing along the mountain, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

It's just that this smell of blood seems to have two different flavors.

One is from the body of the newly dead Yellow Tiger, and the other smell of blood is with a faint smell of herbs.

"If I'm not mistaken, you can't move, right?" Ling Heng walked towards the old man with a smile.

At this time, the old man's eyes were even more cold, as if threatening him not to approach.

It's a pity that all his threats are now like paper tigers, which seem to be a deterrent, but have no substantive effect at all.

The two came to the old man's side one after another, and sure enough, they saw a pool of blackened blood on the ground.

"Boy, be bold enough, I like you a little, old man. ”

Listening to the old man's words in the air, every word seemed to be able to penetrate Ling Heng's pores and pierce his heart.

"Don't disgust me, if I save you now, can you take me to find the grave?" Ling Heng asked very directly.

"You...... Looking for my brother's grave?"

"Sort of. ”

"Impossible!" the old man replied very simply.

"Then wait here to die. ”

After Ling Heng finished speaking, he turned around and was about to take Wu Zheng away.

Seeing that the two of them were walking towards the front, they really didn't seem to want to turn back, and the old man was really in a hurry.

"Wait!!"

Finally, after the two of them had walked less than twenty steps, the old man stopped them.

"Willing to cooperate?"

"Of course I don't want to, but I can trade things for you!"

Listening to the old man's words, Ling Heng slowly squatted down and said with a smile: "I'm a little curious, what is there that can be worth your life?"

"Boy, listen up, my sect is the strongest existence in the ancient martial arts world, and the reason why it is strong is because of the "Divine Vein Technique"!"