Chen Luoyang walked all the way out of the mausoleum, and saw the hill above the mausoleum, and sure enough, it was turbulent again.

The entire Congenital Tomb shook the mountains, and the guard array outside was also alarmed.

Chen Luoyang came to the top of the mountain with a vertical figure.

The golden plane tree, which is about ten meters high, is also in turmoil at this moment, and at the same time, half of its branches and leaves have withered.

Seeing this, Chen Luoyang nodded secretly.

He stepped forward and came to the plane tree.

The flickering light on the plane tree made it difficult for him to get closer.

However, because of the abnormal changes that occurred in the congenital mound, the plane tree seemed to have withered in half and was no longer intact, so Chen Luoyang successfully approached the plane tree after some efforts.

Then, he stretched out a hand and pressed his palm against the trunk.

His vision changed suddenly.

The scene in the congenital mound re-entered Chen Luoyang's mind.

I saw that the hands in the tomb had almost broken the Liangyi diagram, officially stretched out from the tomb, and then grabbed Ji Zhong and wanted to drag Ji Zhong into the tomb.

Chen Luoyang looked at this scene and was not impatient.

While he was inspecting the scene inside the Innate Mound, there were also a large number of strange and unpredictable rune spell marks, which poured into his mind like a tide, making him dizzy.

Chen Luoyang stabilized his mind and tried his best to comprehend the connotation of these rune spells as much as possible in the shortest possible time.

Fortunately, the last time there was a civil strife in the Congenital Palace, when Chen Luoyang intervened, he took the sheep and abducted some treasures and the classics of the Congenital Palace.

For this trip to the Congenital Tomb, Chen Luoyang, like Cheng Yingtian, You Hao and others, has made a lot of preparations.

Therefore, at this moment, receiving many mysteries from the sycamore tree, Chen Luoyang can understand a little.

The mystery here is also derived from the innate gossip created by Fu Xi, but it is far more profound than the innate Dao Zang, Fu Xi Yi Tian and other peerless learning.

At present, time is pressing, and Chen Luoyang can't take care of in-depth understanding, so he can only figure it out and do it at the same time.

The palm of one of his hands pressed against the plane tree.

The other hand was a fist fight.

Then there was a clear phoenix roar, which sounded from Chen Luoyang's body.

The light and shadow of the multicolored phoenix flashed in his pupils, and then turned into a dark golden phoenix.

Between the wings of the phoenix, it shows a different kind of momentum.

It is not as noble as an ordinary phoenix, nor is it as vicious as the blood phoenix of the blood river blood phoenix reincarnation technique.

The dark golden phoenix turned by Chen Luoyang's fist intent, and the colorful brilliance flashed all over his body, revealing the domineering aura of dominating the world.

But it is the fist intent of "Shao Hao" in the Shenwu Demon Fist.

However, after Chen Luoyang punched "Shao Hao", the fist immediately changed again.

This second punch is not as proficient as "Shao Hao", but it is a bit like a beginner and the first time he uses it.

Under the condensation of fist intent, it is the appearance of a god with a human face and a bird body and a double dragon on his feet.

It is a "sentence mang" similar to the innate mound Rihime.

Chen Luoyang did not cultivate the "Jumang", but in the current special environment, a "Jumang" has slowly taken shape.

And after Chen Luoyang's "sentence", there was no hesitation, and the fist momentum changed again!

The third punch is extremely slow, and it is more jerky and sluggish than the second punch, and even a little clumsy.

But Chen Luoyang looked solemn and had no distractions.

This punch was first struck, and above Chen Luoyang's head, a huge innate gossip diagram suddenly appeared, and between the hexagrams, it seemed to be more subtle and profound than the secret inheritance of the innate avenue in the Congenital Palace.

The ancient and mysterious breath is revealed, and everything in the world seems to be reversed, going back to before antiquity, when the flood was not opened and the world was not divided.

This punch is called "Fuxi".

The supreme inheritance of god and demon blood, one of the three strongest styles of Shenwu Demon Fist.

In the innate mound, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered into Chen Luoyang's body, helping him gradually condense the fist intent of this punch.

And as the "Fuxi" fist intent gradually took shape, Chen Luoyang absorbed the surrounding aura faster, accepted the information transmitted by the sycamore tree, and comprehended it faster.

As a result, his "Fuxi" became more and more condensed.

Under the positive cycle, everything is advancing by leaps and bounds.

However, Chen Luoyang had no distractions at the moment, neither sad nor happy, and he didn't even have the heart to pay attention to his successful cultivation of "Fuxi".

All his attention was concentrated on the plane tree in front of him, on the innate mound.

At the same time as Chen Luoyang threw three punches in a row, the light above his head flashed, and a ball of light rose and floated.

There was a page of a book in the light group, and the word "sheng" was written on it.

Accompanied by Chen Luoyang's fist intent, under the blessing of the fist intent, the word "sheng" Tianshu slowly flew into the half-withered plane tree in front of him.

The word "Sheng" entered the heavenly book, Chen Luoyang's fist was urged, and the sycamore tree was suddenly rejuvenated.

The turbulent huge innate mound also settled down again at this moment.

The scene in the Congenital Tomb came to Chen Luoyang's mind.

But when he saw the heavenly phoenix on Ji Chong's body, there was a long roar.

The two ritual diagrams that blocked the entrance to the tomb were even stronger than Fang Cai, and they began to suppress the tomb again, especially the two giant hands that stretched out from the tomb.

Ji Zhong can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But the situation is still not encouraging.

Chen Luoyang could clearly distinguish that the light and shadow of Ji Chong's body that shrouded him were much dimmer than before.

And the existence in the tomb, because of the contact with Ji Chong, has become stronger.

With Chen Luoyang's support, the innate mound was banned, and his strength was restored and improved, but the opponent was also more difficult to deal with than Fang Cai.

The presence in the tomb is extremely powerful.

The Tianfeng on Ji Chong's shoulders, because of the rebirth of Nirvana just now, has not yet recovered from its own peak.

But already comparable to the giants and powerhouses.

However, at this moment, Tianfeng alone could not compete with the existence in the tomb at all.

The bucket that everyone has now is all because the ban on the innate mound is still there, and the seal at the entrance of the tomb has not been completely broken.

Only through the forbidden seal can the other party be blocked in the tomb.

Otherwise, when everyone went outside, everyone drove and fought, and none of the people present would be spared.

And now, because of Fang Cai's contact with Ji Chong, the existence in the tomb has also increased its strength.

A figure came to the door of the tomb, and through the two Yi diagrams, he was face to face with Ji Zhong and Tianfeng.

Its image is also presented in Chen Luoyang's mind.

The human face and bird body are clearly the image of the legendary Jumang.

However, this ancient god, which symbolizes the vitality of spring, although the whole body is full of vitality at this moment, under the aura of life, it exudes a ferocious dead air.

There was no expression on its face, and its eyes were closed.

But it was like a sleeping death, exuding an air of extreme tyranny.

This legendary ancient god is really related to the Nether God...... Chen Luoyang groaned secretly in his heart.

The other party wants to seize Ji Chong's soul.

At that moment, it can be regarded as a real resurrection.

Now, more like a pure walking corpse.

It's just that when it was suppressed and sealed by the Innate Mound, this relic can still move freely and has such a strong power, is it because this Nether God is extremely talented?

Chen Luoyang thought about it while stepping up his support for the plane tree.

In the process of refining the sycamore tree, he also supported the innate mound to continue to suppress the ancient god relics in front of him.

It's just that the relics of the ancient gods who previously absorbed part of Ji Chong's divine soul were more able to exert their own strength.

The seal at the door of the tomb was barely maintained under his impact.

What Chen Luoyang cares about is that this ancient god relic, or Ji Chong's own body in his previous life, is still attracting Ji Chong to throw himself into the net.

Tianfeng wanted to support the innate mound with Chen Luoyang, and it was difficult to support Ji Chong for a while, so he could only watch Ji Chong involuntarily approach the door of the tomb.

Ji Zhong only felt that his body seemed to be constantly calling at this moment, and even his thoughts were confused.

Chen Luoyang saw this scene in his mind, and he drank softly.

"Up!"

Seeing that Ji Zhong had already arrived at the entrance of the tomb gate, approaching the relics of the ancient gods who were blocked at the door, he suddenly shook his whole body.

At the center of Ji Chong's eyebrows, a little green light flashed.

A small light expands rapidly, then sprouts, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a tree trunk with lush foliage.

This branch stretched out from Ji Chong's forehead like horns, and even through the light and shadow around Ji Chong's body, it turned into an umbrella-like existence in mid-air, blocking Ji Chong.

The branches of the trees are entangled, and Ji Zhong's figure is forcibly fixed in place.

Ji Chong's own mind regained his clarity slightly, and the heavenly phoenix also let out a joyful and clear long roar.

The ancient god relics at the door of the tomb closed their mouths, but there was an extremely shocking roar in their bodies, there was no emotion at all, but it made people involuntarily and creepy.

The trunk of Ji Chong's tree kept shaking, and the branches and leaves fell off, as if it was almost shattered by the roar of the ancient gods.

Chen Luoyang was on the top of the mountain above the mausoleum, his expression focused.

The power of the Aoki Fu Zhao and the Creation Divine Tree continued to pass on to Ji Chong's side.

Ji weighed for more than half a year, and a leaf of the sacred tree every ten days was naturally not eaten in vain.

Although it can't fully exert the power of the Divine Tree, it is enough to save his life for the current Ji Chong.

And the relics of the ancient gods in the tomb, or the Netherworld, were obviously restless, constantly attacking the seal of the innate mound to suppress it.

Chen Luoyang took a few deep breaths.

The situation in front of him was frozen for the time being.

But it is impossible for everyone to be frozen together for a lifetime.

We must take some risks and seek to take the initiative to change the situation.

He carefully pondered the billions of rune spells passed by the golden sycamore.

After a while, thinking about it stopped, Chen Luoyang pressed his other hand on the trunk of the plane tree.

The roots of the sycamore tree, above the top of the mountain, between the flow of light, form a huge innate gossip map, covering the mountain peaks, but also want to spread the sea of fire burning in the periphery of the sycamore forest.

Sensing Chen Luoyang's movements outside, although Tianfeng and Ji Zhong didn't know the details, their hearts moved slightly.

Blocked in the tomb, it seems to be muddy, only the relics of the ancient gods who destroy their desires, and they are also obviously shocked all over, as if they have sensed something, and the roar that they let out can almost shatter people's souls.

Outside the mausoleum, on the top of the mountain, Chen Luoyang lifted his hands together.

The tall plane tree was uprooted alive.

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