1832 Heavy losses
The scene in front of them made everyone gasp, and everyone was stunned.
The entire tomb has long since been unrecognizable.
The whole tomb seemed to have been ploughed by thousands of old oxen, and several deep ravines crisscrossed the tomb. The deepest ravine reached the very bottom of the tomb, and even the front chamber of the ancient castle tomb could be seen clearly.
The arches under the tomb collapsed in the east and west, and countless anti-theft stones were lifted and fell all over the ground.
The stone bricks on the top of the middle of the tomb were scattered everywhere.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Linxi and the others' faces changed drastically, and several people were so frightened that they took a few steps back, with a terrifying look on their faces.
Streams of black smoke rose from the bottom of the tomb, and the air was filled with a rancid smell, which made people shiver terribly.
Zhang Linxi's white jade-like face twitched for a while, and his voice was out of shape.
"Father, Jin Feng...... Jin Feng, he dared to do this!"
"Now the poisonous gas of the resentful dragon is out of control, and there are no people living in a hundred miles of Lei Gong Mountain......
"This is the poisonous dragon's lair of the Five Thunder Broken Dragons!"
"He's just lawless......"
Zhang Chengtian raised his hand lightly and pointed at it, and Zhang Shipeng immediately led the four great real people who came from the Daomen reinforcements to shoot down and went to the cracks in the cracked ground of the big tomb to investigate the situation.
Suddenly, Zhang Shipeng let out a sad howl, tearing his liver and sausage.
"It's over—"
"It's all over—"
"Chengtian...... It's collapsed down here!"
"The Three Holy Relics of the Seal...... Even...... No ......."
As soon as he heard this, he thundered like five thunderbolts.
The liver and gallbladder of Longhu Mountain are broken.
Daomen Maoshan, Wudang, and Qingcheng all the Daomen Dazhen people sitting in the Tiandu City Association were shocked and moved.
Zhang Chengtian frowned, and his standing hands tightened slightly. His eyes swept across the audience, but he still didn't say a word.
Zhang Lin Xijun's face showed a deep hideousness, and he shouted loudly.
"Father, Jin Feng, he is taking revenge on our Daomen. ”
"He's taking revenge on our Daomen......"
Suddenly, a terrible howl like a night owl crying came from the bottom of the tomb.
"Assert ......"
"Quack Quack ......"
The voice was like the howl of a terrible ghost in the abyss of hell, and it immediately scared the souls of many real people in Longhu Mountain and Daomen.
"Ghost ......"
"Zongzi ......"
I saw a figure covered in black mud crawling out of the stone bricks on the top of the tomb, and only the white teeth could be seen all over the body, and the rest of the place was pitch black.
"Assert ......"
The figure let out a terrifying cry from its mouth, crying and laughing, roaring and howling, so terrifying that it exploded.
The people at the scene were so frightened that the three souls were gone, and Rao was all real people in the world, and they were also shocked by this terrifying and impossible scene, and they couldn't help but retreat.
Several well-informed reals stood still, their legs trembling.
"Array!"
Zhang Linxi was already so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he took a step back tremblingly, and there was a urge to urinate between his legs.
The blackened clay figure suddenly screamed.
"Array?!"
"Collect people or ghosts?"
"Quack Quack ......"
"Mr. Jin is taking revenge on your Daomen?!"
"You're thinking too much...... Young Heavenly Master ......"
"You're really thinking too much. ”
The black shadow crawled out of the capping stone bricks and swiped it heavily on his face, revealing a blurred face, but who was it not that Silong!?
Everyone at the scene was stunned, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, calming their hearts that had already jumped to their throats, and then became furious.
Zhang Chengtian snorted lightly, his eyes froze, and two lightning rays hit Zhang Silong's hand, and he couldn't help but sigh, revealing a different color.
"That's ......"
Zhang Silong looked down at his hands, laughed, and got up from the mud pile and went up to the grave.
Everyone couldn't help but cover their noses for a while, and their faces showed disgust and disgust.
However, in the next second, everyone changed color.
Zhang Silong casually threw a few pieces of white jade fragments in his hand on the ground, sat down, and looked up to the sky and let out a beastly smile.
Zhang Shipeng fixed his eyes on the side of the fragment, and suddenly let out a loud noise, and when he looked at it again, he immediately jumped up and screamed.
"Nine Old Immortal Capital Monarch Seal!"
As soon as these words came out, dozens of incomparable rays of light were beaten down in unison, and everyone in the situation turned white.
What is the broken white jade fragment on the ground, but it is not one of the seven supreme Dharma seals lost by the Dao Gate, what is the Nine Elder Immortal Capital Monarch Seal?
In an instant, countless people at the scene were heartbroken, angry, and angry, and their eyes were red.
"You bastard, you dare to destroy my Daomen's Seven Dharma Seals and Nine Old Immortal Seals, I want you to fill in your life!"
"I want you to fill in your life—"
Countless people gritted their teeth and cursed Zhang Silong, eager to break Zhang Silong's body into thousands of pieces on the spot to relieve the hatred in their hearts.
The Nine Old Immortal Capital Monarch Seal is the three-day Great Master Seal of the Three Sects of the Tang Dynasty given to Longhu Mountain, and it has been nearly 1,100 years ago.
It's been 1,100 years!
More than 90 years ago, this seal was still in Longhu Mountain, if it weren't for the turmoil of the situation later, this seal would never have flowed out of the ancestral court of Longhu Mountain.
Now, it's ruined!
Ruined!
Destroyed into a few petals, even if it is repaired, it can only be used as decorations!
As soon as I thought of this, countless people's lungs were about to explode.
Zhang Linxi's eyes were red as blood, and he pointed at Zhang Silong with righteous indignation and shouted: "You do a big death!"
"I'm going to—"
"Yes, you want your mother...... If you want to ......"
"Stay and go. I don't even want my face, right? I'm embarrassed to talk about your Seven Dharma Seals!?"
"Is this seal yours?"
"Is it from your Dragon Tiger Mountain?"
"Is it your door?"
Zhang Silong, who was sitting on the ground, laughed loudly, and asked three rhetorical questions in a row, which immediately made Zhang Linxi speechless, and he couldn't answer it.
A handsome face turned red, his right hand clenched into a fist was trembling slightly, and the anger in his eyes was about to burn Zhang Silong into powder.
Daozun Zhang Chengtian's face was as silent as a mountain, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly.
"Is it Jin Feng who used the Nine Old Immortal Dujun Seal to unravel the Five Thunder Broken Dragons?"
Zhang Silong hummed, slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Chengtian, suddenly snorted, and laughed.
There was a faint disdain on his face covered in sludge and dirt.
Raised his hand to wipe a lump of black mud from his hair and threw it on the ground, slowly got up, smiled like crazy, and staggered past Zhang Chengtian.
Zhang Silong's arrogance and arrogance made Zhang Chengtian's face pale, and he glanced at Zhang Silong casually, and his eyes showed a monstrous essence of lightning and thunder.
Only those who are familiar with Zhang Chengtian deeply understand that Zhang Chengtian is already really angry.
Dao Venerable's Thunderous Fury.
Zhang Silong didn't mind, he was still smiling, smiling, hahaha, extremely happy.
With great difficulty, he walked down the farmhouse compound.
"Father, father......"
"Let's open the tomb first and see what happens below. ”
"The holy weapon sealed by the Heavenly Master is extremely strong, and it will definitely be able to keep one or two ......."
"Father's ......"
Zhang Chengtian quietly stared at the grave that was rotten into a pot of porridge, but the complexion on his face was as quiet as stagnant water.
At this time, Yuan Yantao, who had not appeared for a long time, didn't know when he also appeared by Zhang Linxi's side, saluted Zhang Chengtian respectfully, and said softly.
"Senior Brother Daozun, the young heavenly master is right, the top priority is to open the tomb first and take out the treasure of the Daomen. ”
"Even if there is damage, it can be repaired in time. ”
"Yan Tao is willing to do his best for the teacher. ”
Zhang Chengtian's eyes were condensed, like eternal stars, and he glanced at Yuan Yantao lightly.
Bending down to pick up the Nine Elder Immortal Dujun Seal broken into several pieces from the ground, his slender white hand gently wiped away the dirt and mud on the seal.
Zhang Chengtian's movements were very gentle, as if he was wiping the most precious family secret record of Longhu Mountain.
The people next to him stood solemnly on the spot, silent, but secretly there were turbulent waves.
"Uncle Shiling has a last word to explain when he dismisses the army?"
Zhang Chengtian asked casually, but his voice condensed into a straight line, hitting Yuan Yantao's face like a knife.
Yuan Yantao lowered his head and bent over, and his words were humble and his tone was gentle to Zhang Chengtian.