The three people walked in one after another, Chen Fan closed the stone door again, blocking the people who came in behind, Chen Fan said to this Li Qingyuan, "Mr. Li, below, you can go find it yourself, and we will act separately." ”

Li Qingyuan had this intention, he didn't want to be with Chen Fan.

If there is any chance, he can take it alone.

Li Qingyuan glanced at Chen Fan, then hugged his fists, and said with a smile, "Okay, that kid, let's rely on our own abilities below." As he spoke, Li Qingyuan's body shook and flew away to the side.

Seeing this Li Qingyuan go away, Chen Fan smiled and was not in a hurry.

"Mr. Mo, what about us?" glanced at Chen Fan, seeing that Chen Fan was not in a hurry, but Pang Yuan next to him was a little anxious, and the faster Cangxuan sent it, the easier it was for Li Qingyuan to get this good thing.

Besides, this is the Tomb of Strength!

"It's just a tomb of a monk of the Transformation. Chen Fan smiled and didn't explain, just this gaze, staring at the distant Li Qingyuan, until the latter's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

And behind it, this Pang Yuan was already shocked and couldn't close his mouth.

What does it mean to be a mere cultivator?

This Chen Fan's tone is too big, right?

At this point, Li Qingyuan's figure disappeared from Chen Fan's sight, and Chen Fan said, "Look." As he spoke, Chen Fan took out this sword, and at this time, Pang Yuan's eyes widened, and when he saw this sword, his whole body was buzzing and trembling!

It turned out that he had been suppressed by Chen Fan with spiritual power before, so he had never been exposed!

This sword is to break the army!

This broken army, the whole body is radiating light at the moment, buzzing and trembling, as if Chen Fan's hand, as long as he doesn't grasp this broken army, this broken army will fly out at any time, Pang Yuan next to him was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, "This, isn't this just ......"

"That's right. Chen Fan nodded, his face calm, "This sword, named Po Jun, was obtained from your family. ”

"This sword, the spirit sword, I felt this sword trembling slightly at the top of Mount Tai, which means that the owner of this tomb has something to do with this sword. Chen Fan raised his head, "Or, to put it more bluntly, the owner of this tomb is the master of this broken army!"

This spirit sword, the master of the broken army, is a cultivator of strength!

Actually, it's hard to say.

Because, Chen Fan saw from this broken army that the sword spirit on this broken army had been dead for a long time, otherwise before this sword, there would be a steady peak of a mysterious weapon, and with the strength of this ancient tomb person, it was still far behind.

This broken army should have been obtained by him later.

Now, this broken army trembled, as if he was guiding Chen Fan in one direction, seeing this, Pang Yuan opened his mouth wide in shock, and couldn't close his mouth, how did this Chen Fan do it, knowing all this, but from beginning to end, his face did not change, and he still dealt with this Li Qingyuan calmly and talked to each other?

This Chen Fan, why is he not excited at all?

Chen Fan smiled, "Let's go, let's take a look." "Look at where this broken army is leading. Chen Fan took a step, and this will walk towards that place.

Buzzing, the broken army in his hand was trembling, and it seemed that as soon as Chen Fan let go, it would fly away.

Chen Fan was indifferent, following from behind, on one side, Pang Yuan was nervous and expectant.

He also wanted to know what was in this tomb, obviously, the inheritance of a cultivator would not be simple, but unfortunately, Chen Fan was not interested in this thing, and when he came in today, he just took a look.

The structure of this tomb is not very clever, otherwise, Chen Fan would not have fought with Li Qingyuan from the top of Mount Tai, and the two of them would have fallen from this high altitude.

Not far away, there was even the sound of Li Qingyuan rummaging through the cabinets, and the occasional, unbridled laughter, obviously, the former had already obtained some gains that he was quite satisfied with.

Only Chen Fan was not dissatisfied, but Pang Yuan behind him was anxious.

Chen Fan didn't even seem to be in a hurry with this step, I don't know why he was so calm, you know, his back was sweating in a hurry, seeing that this Cangxuan sect was about to arrive, after all, this Taishan was only under the noses of others.

Here, this is such a big movement, how could they not hear it?

"It's here. He was thinking about it, Chen Fan smiled, raised his head, and looked ahead, Pang Yuan was slightly stunned, only to see Chen Fan push open a stone door, this is a relatively closed secret door, enter the door, it turns out that this is the place where the owner of this ancient tomb rests!

Entering this door, about 100 square meters of space, in front of it, a body of white bones, sitting peacefully, face facing this gate, and this action, but people are awe-inspired, this face, serene, white bone palms, stacked on the knees, showing the trend of the five phases of heaven and man, it is clear that before sitting, still practicing.

When the broken army arrived here, it was quiet all of a sudden, no longer trembling, this is really a spiritual soldier, and there seems to be a trace of sadness coming out of this broken army.

Chen Fan's eyes lifted, and slowly fell to the one on the high platform, and under him sat down, he wrote three words with a brushstroke, "Luo Longhan!"

Luo Longhan, the master of the broken army, former, the monk of transformation!

Pang Yuan was solemn, and couldn't help but take a step forward at the moment, folded his hands, bowed respectfully, and said in a low voice, "The younger generation Pang Yuan, the thirty-second generation of the Pang family, has no intention of offending the seniors, and I am here to meet the seniors." ”

After speaking, Pang Yuan raised his head with great respect and looked ahead, but only to see this side, Chen Fan was motionless, his eyes were not shocked, and with a trace of indifference, he did not salute forward like Pang Yuan.

Looking ahead, Pang Yuan's breathing couldn't help but be short, in front of the knees of the owner of this ancient tomb, there was a cyan spirit scroll, this spirit scroll, without a trace of wrinkles, was placed, and from this, a trace of spiritual energy was revealed.

"The Book of Spiritual Robbery. Above, there are only these three big characters, traditional and small seals, revealing a simple and unrefined atmosphere.

"Spirit Scroll!!" Pang Yuan's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but be shocked, even if he didn't look at it, he could recognize it, this "Spirit Tribulation Scroll" was out-and-out, it was a "spirit-level" cultivation method!

This is the most important inheritance of the owner of this ancient tomb! You know, looking at this secular world, there are only a few spiritual books??

There are almost very few! Most of the eight famous sects are still cultivating ordinary mortal top-grade people! As soon as he saw this Spirit Tribulation Book, this Pang Yuan's breath suddenly became hot.

In this worldly world, the most important thing is undoubtedly this "cultivation of the true exercises"! This cultivation of the true exercises is different from other spiritual soldiers, elixirs, many of which can only be used once, and although it seems precious, its value is far less than one-tenth of the cultivation of the true exercises! This is because once the cultivation of the true exercises is obtained, it can really be passed down from generation to generation.

A more advanced cultivation method is equivalent to giving it to a family, and it will be passed on for more than two or three hundred years! When he saw this exercise, this Pang Yuan's eyes were red, and he subconsciously stepped forward.

"Huh?"

This Pang Yuan only walked less than two steps, Chen Fan had already grabbed him with one hand, this Pang Yuan was stunned, only to see Chen Fan's eyes indifferent, his chin raised slightly, and motioned this Pang Yuan to take a look at himself, and the next glance, this Pang Yuan sweated on his forehead.

It turned out that in the center of this ancient tomb, there was also a plum blossom pile, blocking the way, this plum blossom pile was obviously not a good kind, a killing array!

Just now he took another step, and he touched the edge of this plum blossom pile, as long as he took a wrong step, in an instant, his body could become a pool of blood and mud!

Chen Fan's face was expressionless, this will kick out with one foot, "whoosh", at his feet, this stone was kicked out in an instant, and the stone was shot into the plum blossom pile, and he only saw some "lines" that were not very bright lines, and a burst of dazzling light erupted, and then, this stone was silent and had been shattered.

Obviously, the plum blossom pile arranged by Luo Longhan is not as gentle as the previous real person, but murderous, one side kills the formation!

Seeing this, sweat came down from Pang Yuan's forehead.