Chapter 670: The Old Evil of the West Mountain [Second Update]

"What the hell?" Lu Jianxin reached out to touch the thing under his feet, picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

What he was holding in his hand was a skull.

"Give me back my head!" At this moment, the skull suddenly spoke, and a faint turquoise halo flowed in the pupils of a pair of eyes.

"Damn,!"

Lu Jianxin screamed, and his skull was directly thrown out by him, falling to pieces.

Although the strength of a cultivator is extraordinary, it is not necessarily that he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and it is difficult for Lu Jianxin to maintain a trace of sanity for the fear of the unknown.

And at this moment, Lu Jianxin only felt that something was grabbing his foot, and when he looked down, he saw a skeleton hand grabbing his foot.

"Damn!"

Lu Jianxin hurriedly wanted to break free, but no matter how hard he exerted, the skeleton hand held his feet and didn't let him break free.

"The Clutches of the Windβ€”"

Shocked, Lu Jianxin raised his hand and smashed out with a yin wind clutch.

The palm wind cut through the sky and hit the ground, and suddenly, the skeleton hand that grabbed Lu Jianxin returned to the dirt.

But before Lu Jianxin could breathe a sigh of relief, the ground under his feet was cracked inch by inch by the clutches of the Yin Wind Demon.

Lu Jianxin only felt that his body was shaking, and he was stuck in the dirt, no matter how he struggled, the ground seemed to have endless suction force, not only could not break free, but fell deeper and deeper.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Lu Jianxin wants to scold his mother at this moment.

What's more, Bai Jijun finally escaped from the ascension to heaven, and now he is going to be buried alive, is it really about to reach his limit today? !

In despair, Lu Jianxin only felt a flower in front of him, and his body fell rapidly, and when he came back to his senses, he fixed his eyes and saw that he was actually underground.

There is a vacuum in the ground......

"Whew!"

Seeing that he was not buried alive, Lu Jianxin breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw that the ground was dozens of meters away from him.

At such a height, Lu Jianxin in his heyday may not be able to break out, let alone now?!

Thinking about this, Lu Jianxin gradually calmed down, at least he is not dead now, but he is trapped underground.

Lu Jianxin looked around, and the crypt was pitch black, without any light.

"This should be a tomb?"

Lu Jianxin thought like this, and he was also relieved, as long as it was a tomb, there must be a way out, thinking about this, Lu Jianxin continued to observe.

Suddenly, a stone tablet attracted Lu Jianxin's attention.

On the stone tablet, the dragon and the phoenix dance are engraved with a few big characters - "The ghosts on the Huangquan Road walk together, but the bridge is dead and dead." ”

"Hell, uncle, cut off your mother!

Lu Jianxin scolded, and casually smashed it with another yin wind clutch, and the turquoise poisonous snake slammed into the stone tablet.

The stele cracked, and Lu Jianxin felt the soil under his feet sink again, and his body sank again.

"me, still coming?" Lu Jianxin only came to burst into a foul mouth, and his body fell into the ground again, coming to the second floor underground.

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Lu Jianxin looked around, the second layer of the underground was almost the same as the first layer, this time Lu Jianxin didn't dare to continue to mess around, and walked forward cautiously, looking for a way out.

The tomb is very old, and if you are not careful, let alone collapse into another layer, the entire tomb will collapse, and it is not impossible to be buried alive.

In this way, Lu Jianxin walked forward step by step along the passage of the tomb.

Time is also passing minute by minute in this situation......

I don't know how long I walked, but two forks suddenly appeared in the crypt where there was originally only one passage, and the door of life was written on one side and the door of death on the other.

Lu Jianxin didn't think about it, walked towards the Shengmen, came to the intersection of the Shengmen, raised a middle finger at the Shengmen, turned around and walked towards the Death Gate, and scolded and scolded: "When Lao Tzu hasn't seen it, usually the door of death is the door of life, and the door of life is the door of death!"

Thinking like this, Lu Jianxin walked towards the passage of the door of death triumphantly, still wondering if he could find any peerless treasures.

Generally, when the protagonist falls off the cliff or enters the ancient tomb, he will get the martial arts cheats of his ancestors, and he will be awesome from then on!

At this moment, Lu Jianxin not only couldn't get out, but felt that he was the protagonist in it, and after he was down, he was about to get a rare opportunity.

And Yang Ji and Bai Jijun are the big antagonists in the middle, and now they are bull forks, when they get the awesome martial arts, they will kill all sides after they go back, and these guys will be trampled under their feet!

The more he thought about Lu Jianxin, the more proud he became, and he actually hummed a song in the tomb.

"You are my little apple, I can't love you too much, my little red face warms my heart, lights up the fire of my life, fire, fire. You are my little apple, just like the most beautiful clouds in the sky, spring has come to the hillside full of flowers......"

Singing and singing, before he knew it, he had come to the end of the passage, and a wide hall appeared in his field of vision.

"Lao Tzu knows! This door of death is the door of life, and there is a danger of a fart!" all the way unhindered, Lu Jianxin became even more proud, without thinking about it, he strode into the hall.

The main hall was very empty, with only one coffin.

Lu Jianxin looked closer, and there was a poem engraved on the coffin - "Patrol the mountains to find ghosts and solve the maze, especially the lost soul and blood." The ghost faction of Xishan has been passed down through the ages, and the bloodthirsty life of the demon dagger has died. ”

"What is it?" Lu Jianxin muttered to himself, this doesn't sound like some kind of martial arts cheats!

At this moment, Lu Jianxin was no longer afraid, on the contrary, he was looking forward to what treasures he could encounter, so he flashed awesomely.

But as far as the eye can see, except for this coffin, there is not even a single hair around, let alone any treasures and martial arts cheats.

"Damn, it's so poor!" Lu Jianxin scolded, facing the coffin is a big-footed girl.

But after kicking, Lu Jianxin's eyes lit up again, and he couldn't contain a trace of thought, and hit the idea on the coffin, could it be that the treasure is in this coffin? !

As soon as the idea was born, it spread rapidly in Lu Jianxin's mind, and Lu Jianxin's eyes gradually hollowed, as if there was a voice in his head asking him to open the coffin.

Driven by this voice, Lu Jianxin walked to the coffin in a daze, and used all his strength to push the coffin.

"Cluck-"

Although Lu Jianxin was seriously injured, opening a sarcophagus was really nothing to him.

As the coffin was opened, a white skeleton appeared in front of him.

"Damn!"

As soon as the coffin was opened, Lu Jianxin woke up again, looked down, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth again, what a big coffin, there was actually a white bone in it, and there was nothing.

In the midst of scolding, Lu Jianxin turned around and was about to leave, but at the moment of turning around, Lu Jianxin only felt that his brain was white, as if something had penetrated into his head, and he fainted directly.

When Lu Jianxin woke up again, half an hour had passed, Lu Jianxin rubbed his head and muttered, "What's the matter? Why did you suddenly faint?"

"Forget it, don't care, let's find a way first!"

Lu Jianxin threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

originally thought that it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but it turned out that this broken grave had nothing but a white bone and a broken poem.

Lu Jianxin struggled to stand up, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his brain, as if something was invading his brain and was about to devour his soul, making him have a splitting headache.

This kind of stinging pain came from the soul, and it was more intense than the pain in the body, and after a while, Lu Jianxin couldn't support it, and rolled on the ground, howling miserably.

"Ahhh

Lu Jianxin went crazy, constantly hammering his brain, as if he wanted to knock out the things in his mind.

But at this moment, a series of strange laughter that made the scalp tingle came from Lu Jianxin's mind, "Hahaha, the deity has finally seen the light of day!"

"You... Who are you?"

When Lu Jianxin heard this voice, he endured the tingling pain in his brain and asked.

"Listen up, this seat is the old evil of Xishan!" Lu Jianxin's mind once again came with a hoarse voice that did not look like a human voice.

"Xishan old evil?" Lu Jianxin muttered to himself.

"That's right, this seat is the old evil of Xishan!" The voice in Lu Jianxin's mind was particularly harsh, but proud, "This seat is the ancestor of the Xishan lineage!"

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