"Hmph! I want to be weird too?!"

Mo Daochang snorted lightly, grabbed a handful of rune paper and threw it out!

Suddenly, the entire burial chamber was on fire!

"Zhanbo, if you miss the past, use the knife in your hand to cut them!"

Mo Dao roared while fighting.

There are too many feminine things, and it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net.

The evil knife has long been refined by Tang Sanqian, and there are countless evil qi in it, and the ghosts and gods can avoid it, and it can cut the evil things!

Sure enough, a few fish who slipped through the net saw the knife in Xie Zhanbo's hand, screamed and rushed towards Mo Daochang again.

Bang!

On the high platform, the war between Tang Sanqian and the thousand-year-old zongzi broke out!

Tang Sanqian's momentum soared to the sky, his fists were to the flesh, and the thousand-year-old stalemate was defeated and retreated.

Dao Chang Mo just glanced at the battlefield on Tang Sanqian's side, and gasped!

The clothes on the thousand-year-old stiff body were torn, and there were fist prints and palm prints on the exposed body!

While Dao Chang Mo was amazed by Tang Sanqian's domineering and toughness, he was also amazed at the thousand-year-old stiffness's ability to resist beating.

If ordinary people were beaten like this, I am afraid that they would have died a long time ago.

Tang Sanqian was also slightly shocked, not to mention the Martial Sect, even if the Great Martial Sect was beaten by him like this, he would have died a long time ago.

This thousand-year-old zombie has reached the legendary level!

"In another hundred years, I'm afraid even the legend will not be your opponent! It's a pity that you met me!"

The momentum on Tang Sanqian's body is rising!

Rumble!

The powerful and incomparable punch slammed into the thousand-year-old stiff chest, and a big hole was blasted!

At the same time that Tang Sanqian's side ended, Mo Daochang's side also ended.

"Young master, if I bring you with me to rob the tomb in the future, I will definitely not be afraid of any zongzi!"

Dao Chang Mo walked behind Tang Sanqian and laughed loudly.

"Don't keep thinking about digging people's ancestral graves, do you see the formation patterns on the ground?", Tang Sanqian stared at his feet.

Mo Daochang looked down: "This seems to be some kind of sacrificial means......"

Xie Zhanbo and Wang Miaomiao also came over.

Wang Miaomiao looked at the words on the coffin: "Kunlun slave Tang Daoran, huh, the owner of the tomb is surnamed Tang?"

"Less... Young master, you won't dig your own ancestral grave, will you?", Mo Daochang's face was strange for a while.

The owner of the tomb is surnamed Tang, and Tang Sanqian is also surnamed Tang, maybe it was still a family thousands of years ago.

"Ascend to the Immortal Array, absorb the vitality of the Immortal, and become an Immortal?"

Tang Sanqian looked at the line of words on the coffin, his face puzzled.

"I still have to ascend to immortal, I still don't forget to become an immortal when I die! Young master, do you want to open this coffin?"

Tang Sanqian glanced at Wang Miaomiao and shook his head: "Zhanbo, you and Wang Miaomiao go out to inform Heisha and let them come in and bring people out first." ”

"Good!"

Xie Zhanbo didn't think too much about it, and went out with Wang Miaomiao.

After the two walked away, Tang Sanqian said solemnly: "Open the coffin!"

Rumble!

The coffin is slowly opened!

Mo Daochang looked at it, and immediately exclaimed: "! There are zongzi!"

Tang Sanqian looked intently, only to see a living person lying in the coffin!

"It's lifeless, it's not a rice dumpling, it's just very well preserved. Tang Sanqian said lightly.

"Slave, could it be that Kunlun slave is not successful?"

Seeing the big slave word on the man's chest, Tang Sanqian's face was full of suspicion.

Panlong Bureau, the burial turned out to be Kunlun Nu?

Slaves, are they entitled to be buried in such a place? Can it be on such a scale?

"Young master, he has something in his hand!"

Hearing this, Tang Sanqian looked at the hands folded on the abdomen of the corpse, and suddenly the whole person was stunned!

Between the palms of those hands, there was a jade finger bone!

"Young Master, this thing is very similar to the jade pendant you are wearing!", Mo Daochang said in amazement.

Could it be that the finger bone jade pendant that Tang Sanqian was wearing was also dug up from the grave?

"It's not very similar!

Tang Sanqian said with a solemn face, reaching out and taking out the pressed finger bone.

"Close the coffin, go out and talk about it!"

As soon as Tang Sanqian and Mo Daochang closed the coffin, Hei Sha came in with a team of people.

As soon as Professor Feng came in, he shouted excitedly: "Everyone pay attention to their feet, don't step on anything! Every inch of this place has extremely high archaeological value! Don't destroy it!"

Tang Sanqian was dumbfounded.

In the entire tomb, there was not a single antique cultural relic at all, and the only one was also taken away by him.

"Young master, what should I do with this tomb?"

After rescuing the man, the black sage asked.