"I see, no wonder. Little gun, go and rest! Although Ye Liangcheng didn't promise anything, he secretly promised in his heart to help Xiao Gun as quickly as possible, get rid of the shackles of the seal of the god-killing spear, and be able to act like a normal machine spirit.

In this way, the little gun fell into a deep sleep, and Ye Liangcheng looked for a way out.

"Knock knock!" Ye Liangcheng knocked on the wall a few times, the inside was not hollow, it seemed to be knocked on a steel plate, very hard.

"Alas, generally speaking, the walls of this secret room are made of this special material, and my own current cultivation level is very low, so I can't break it at all." After Ye Liangcheng beat it up, he summed up such a result, which made him very helpless.

"Can't give up!" Ye Liangcheng gritted his teeth and circled around the secret room again.

At the entrance of the Sword Tomb, a group of monks followed closely behind a middle-aged man and a young man. However, at this time, the middle-aged man and the young man all stopped, and the large group of monks behind naturally stopped their steps, and everyone's face looked at their front in disbelief, and the fear and cold sweat were visible on everyone's faces.

"Luckily! Luckily! A man in his thirties looked at him in a daze, patted his chest, and said with great joy.

"Yes! If we had followed, there would have been no bones left. ”

"Uncle Zhang, this ...... This place, then, will my father be okay? Long Fei stared at ten meters in front of him, a piece of stumps and severed arms, blood flowed all over that place, and some even blood was still flowing slowly. Zhang Qian sniffed the pungent bloody smell, frowned, and said softly to Long Fei: "Little nephew Long Fei, don't worry!" This should be a formation to kill them all, and with Brother Long's cultivation, he can still easily avoid this formation. ”

"However, this Sword Tomb is full of strange colors, and what I'm worried about is that it is full of crises, and even my cultivator will be difficult to deal with!" Zhang Qian said that his sixth sense of danger has not dissipated from beginning to end.

Zhang Qian's words were not very loud, but at this moment, the extremely silent Sword Tomb tomb was heard by everyone.

"Humph! I didn't expect Senior Zhang to use such righteous words to make me retreat like this? Their death is probably just luck, there are so many of us, and the cultivation is quite high, are you still afraid of these?

Plus we waited outside for a week, even though a week is a very short time for us monks! But we can't just leave for nothing! Even if we can't get the treasure inside, we have to see how amazing this sword tomb is! At this time, an old man stood up and took a deep look at Zhang Qian.

In this is Sun Yi, the great elder of the Sword Yizong! Although he is only a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, his backstage is very hard, it is Jian Yizong! Jian Yizong has two old monsters in the early stage of transformation and one in the middle stage of transformation path! In a few small countries nearby, it is one of the top powers.

Zhang Qian glanced at him disdainfully, he didn't know what they were thinking, didn't it mean that Zhang Qian deliberately told a lie, so they dispersed before they entered the Sword Tomb, and in the end, the treasures and the like inside were all swallowed by himself.

"Yes, Senior Zhang, I always thought you were a fair person, but I didn't expect to lie today for the treasure inside!" This helpless sigh came from the mouth of Jian Yizong again.

Perhaps it was after this one person brought that people from other sects also started to cheer. Zhang Qian was so strong that he could bear what they said, as if he hadn't heard it. But Long Fei on the side was already on the verge of breaking out, and as they coaxed one by one, Zhang Qian's words were bad, and his face was flushed.

Zhang ...... Zhang, uh, Uncle Zhang, why did you stop me from saying that? Long Fei was about to quibble with them, but was stopped by Zhang Qian.

"Don't pay attention to those idiots, their life and death are not **** matters, now the top priority is to find Brother Long quickly! Little nephew Long Fei, follow me closely. Zhang Qian said lightly with an expressionless face, and then walked to a road intersection on the right. Soon, the two disappeared at the intersection of the road on the right and walked into the Sword Tomb.

"Humph! Let's go left! At this moment, when about a hundred people were staring at each other and at a loss, Sun Yi said cleverly at this time. With Sun Yi's words, the more than 100 monks, no matter which sect they came from, all regarded Sun Yi as their backbone!

Who let him have the highest cultivation in them, in fact, they left a shadow in their hearts from the beginning, if it weren't for the treasure, they wouldn't have entered the Sword Tomb.

In an instant, more than a hundred monks led by Sun Yi disappeared at the intersection of the road on the left. Soon, silence fell. It wasn't long before the silence was broken by the sound of footsteps. A mysterious man with a face that couldn't see his face clearly stared at the sword tomb and muttered softly: "The old man finally knows what this sword tomb is for, time and space, time and space!" The old man is really not as good as you, no wonder you can become a powerful person.

Hey, but your calculation is still wrong, and it was disrupted by the reincarnation of the golden cicada, but it is becoming more and more interesting for him to complete this task! ”

"Woo woo......" When Zhang Qian and Long Fei were hurrying forward in a narrow passage, a sound of the piano sounded out of nowhere.

"Uncle Zhang, how can there be a sound of piano in the Sword Tomb? Are there still living people? Or is it someone trapped in the Sword Grave, like my father? Zhang Qian and Long Fei immediately stopped, and after hearing the sound of the piano, Long Fei raised his doubts.

Zhang Qian shook his head, obviously he didn't know what was going on, after all, he hadn't been to the Sword Tomb, who knew if it was a sound like a piano made by demon beasts.

Then, just as the sound of the piano seemed to stop, several sounds of cutting the void sounded, followed by the sound of a clanging sword.

"Not good! Little nephew Long Fei, hide behind me! Fast! Zhang Qian shouted violently, and then took out a seven-foot long sword and said the word towards the void.

"Ding!" The two weapons collided strongly, and there was a screeching sound. Seeing this, Long Fei also realized that it was very dangerous at the moment, and he was not enough to face it, so he had to reluctantly retreat and retreat not far behind Zhang Qian.

"Ding! Bite! Ding ......" sounded six consecutive weapon collisions, and with the sound of one sound, Zhang Qian couldn't bear the pressure of each impact, and kept retreating.

"Which senior is it?" Zhang Qian held his breath and shouted. However, no one answered, and some were still bursting with piano sounds. At this time, the sound of the piano changes again, and the sound of the piano rises!

(End of chapter)