Xuanling Continent, Yancheng Cemetery

The sound of several swords colliding lingered in the dark night.

"Hmm" rushed out from the woods next to him, and two fighting figures rushed out.

Two black shadows burst out of the woods, one in purple and the other in black, both with a black mask wrapped around their faces. All I saw was two eyes.

The strange thing is that the man in black has two pupils in both eyes, which is very weird.

"You want the map in your hand, and the strength of the two of us is about the same, so why don't the two of us work together to get that treasure together. The man in purple was the first to speak.

"Cooperate with you, I'm afraid I'll sell me, and I'm still helping you count the money. The man in black standing on the right side sneered when he heard the words of the man in purple on the left.

"No one wants you like this. The man in purple said indifferently.

"I'm just a fucking analogy," the man in black shouted.

"Hehe, then it seems that you have to fight to the death. ”

"It's not me who lives or dies, it's you who lives or dies. You yourself know what is hidden in that map, and I advise you to hand it over as soon as possible, if anyone else knows. Hehe. And I think you're still going to give it to me, and I can exchange anything with you. ”

"Anything... Hehe, it's a lot of talk, let's die! The man in purple standing on the left side did not show any warning, so he quickly struck, and the wide knife in his hand turned into a silver-white disc in the moonlight.

The man in black standing on the right obviously knew the character of his opponent for a long time, and without any hesitation, he raised his long sword and swung it, and the disc disappeared.

"Spirit: Silver Moon Wolf King. A substantial silver-white giant wolf appeared behind the man in purple.

The Silver Moon Wolf King as a whole is about twice as big as the purple-clothed man, and there is a silver-white crown on his head.

"Spirit: Blazing Dragon. "A solid dragon with a body of flames floating behind the man in black.

Seeing the dragon behind the man in black, the man in purple was surprised and asked, "You have evolved into a real dragon." ”

But the man in black didn't answer his question, and swung forward at the man in purple, and a sword aura appeared, quickly rushing towards the man in purple.

The sword qi flew through the space, and there was a long black mark.

With a wave of the wide knife in the purple-clothed man's hand, a sword qi appeared, colliding with the sword qi.

After colliding together, a large black circle appeared after a rapid explosion.

The man in purple watched the spatial crack slowly disappear, and frowned and whispered to the man in black: "You don't want things to be snatched away, if you don't want to, just start lightly." ”

This sentence was effective, and the man in black immediately stopped releasing his sword qi, so he could only move forward and fight against the man in purple.

Flames and a full moon shone brightly in the night, hovering beside them and attacking their opponents on the other side.

The two men were obviously opponents in chess, and they played nearly 150 rounds, but they didn't have any fancy moves, and there were still no signs of injury. But everything around them was reduced to ashes by the aftermath of their fight. Obviously, both of them are in control of their own power, otherwise everything here would be in vain. Because they are afraid that other people will find out.

But just when the one hundred and sixty rounds were approaching, a ghostly hand appeared behind the man in purple.

"Natal Souls: The Third Hand. ”

"Huh" An inconspicuous-looking flying knife shot out quickly from the third hand of the man in purple on the left.

The throwing knife was impartial and shot right into the left atrium of the man in black.

The man in black on the right flew some distance when he was shot with a throwing knife.

The strongest thing for the man in black is swordsmanship, but the strongest thing for the man in purple is the hidden weapon.

So the man in black was shot, not for nothing.

"Even if you evolve into a real dragon, you will still die at my hands. The man in purple who was standing on the left put away his knife, walked to the man in black on the right who was already lying on the ground, and squatted down.

"You're thinking too much. The black-clothed man on the right showed unshakable firmness in his eyes, and opened twelve crimson wings from behind his back, turning into a huge white-manged sword, slashing towards the purple-clothed man.

The man in purple obviously didn't expect his opponent to have strength, he seemed very panicked, and he had no chance to react at all, so he was split in half by the Baimang Sword.

The black man stood on the ground, looking around, waiting quietly until he was reduced to ashes.

The only thing left was a thick roll of paper wrapped in his hair that had not yet been opened.

100 Years Later......

The night was dark and windy, and there should not be many people walking outside after ten o'clock.

In the cemetery, there is only one teenager.

The boy had a very handsome face, dressed in black, with slightly long hair, carrying a hoe and a torch in his hand.

Suddenly showing a cautious and excited smile, the cat leaned down, looked around, found no one, put the torch on the ground, and held the hoe to dig hard.

After about half an hour, the sound of wood and iron falling to the ground was heard, as well as the sound of sitting on the ground and rapid breathing.

"Isn't that right? I remember a hundred years ago, things were thrown here, why didn't they have them?"

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't figure it out, could it have been taken away? No, this is a cemetery for a hundred years, how can anyone come here if nothing happens?

This young man is the man in black who has been around for a hundred years, his soul is not destroyed, and he is reborn in his body.

Originally, there was nothing going on, but just when he was just passing his twelfth birthday, he suddenly woke up the memory of his previous life, and remembered that he had the same name as his previous life, and he was called the Son of Heaven. And knowing that there is a great treasure in this world, the map is preserved here.

The only thing he was worried about now was whether the nemesis named Purple Star would not be dead, and that he had taken the map away before him.

The Son of Heaven shook his head at this time, putting aside these thoughts, only to find that there was not some loose soil under his buttocks, but a whole.

Standing up, I took out what was underneath and looked at it, and found that it was a thicker piece of paper.

The overall color of the paper is dark yellow, and there is not a word on it, and there are no drawings on it.

But this did not make the Son of Heaven puzzled, what made him puzzled was that he had been looking here for half an hour, but he had not found this piece of paper.

He touched the paper lightly, but he didn't notice anything different, but his finger was cut, and a drop of blood came out and fell onto the paper.

The blood fell onto the paper and vanished instantly.

Not only did the blood disappear, but even the piece of paper was gone, turning into a white streamer that flew into the forehead of the Son of Heaven.

After the streamer flew into the forehead of the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven felt lightheaded, fell to the ground all of a sudden, and fainted.

One of the last thoughts before fainting was: It turns out that this thing can only be done with your own blood.

And there is also a condition that the age cannot be more than twelve years old.

Zixing finally got the treasure map, it is impossible to give the treasure map to anyone, and he does not dare to give the treasure map to anyone.

So in the end, Zixing still didn't find a way to open it.