Chapter 129: The Heirloom Saint Soldier
Thundered!
The cold pool rioted, and the aura overflowed.
There is an antique coffin standing on the pond, the coffin lid is lifted, and there is a purple-haired old man with his eyes closed.
The purple-haired old man's closed eyes suddenly opened.
The blood flashed, the killing machine was revealed, and the endless coercion covered the heavens and the earth.
Dao Tianjun's actions completely angered the treasure lord of this deep pool, and the horror was boundless.
Compared with the earth corpse, the treasure lord has consciousness, but they are the living dead after all, hanging on their breath, which is equivalent to death, sleeping all the time, and their consciousness is chaotic.
But that doesn't mean you won't be alarmed.
The Black Emperor's previous attack had already alarmed him, but he was not born.
Because if he just went out like this, then he wouldn't live so long, and treasure masters like them wouldn't act easily, and every move would consume the qi and blood longevity accumulated in the Heavenly Ancient Corpse Land for millions of years.
Originally, Dao Tianjun and the others would not be born if they did not dig up the coffin, did not directly touch the coffin, and did not even use their hands.
Now Dao Tianjun's approach directly made him angry.
His own cold pool was used as a night pot, and he had to run wild in a good temper, not to mention him, even the old monster of Wolong Cliff in the distance couldn't help it, let alone him.
"Die!!"
The blood mangs are demonic, and the cold pool of Youlan is dyed with a blood-colored brilliance.
Dao Tianjun saw this.
was prepared, and quickly pulled Li Qiye forward, while he was unhurriedly tying his belt behind him.
Li Qiye's two experiences have been familiar.
This time, he stepped forward directly, and the whole person fell into chaos again.
In an instant, the whole world was crushed by a breath, as if it could grind the Qiankun, Li Qiye's hair was slightly raised, and his pupils did not have the slightest color, he was like the sky, and he was the co-master of the world.
Unparalleled coercion descended.
It's as if a new world is about to start here.
"Huh?!" The Lord of Hantan was terrified, and he smelled death.
This aura was all too familiar to him.
Before he was buried in the Heavenly Ancient Corpse Land, this kind of death was wrapped around him until he was buried.
"If you want to kill me, you can't have a good time."
The Lord of Hantan Treasure erupted.
The people who can become the treasure lord are not idle people, and they judged the current situation in an instant, and they must completely explode, otherwise his treasure land will be lost.
Thundered......
There are golden rays between heaven and earth, shining in the sky, like a sun sinking.
This is the magic power of the Holy Land of Shaking Light.
The pupils of the Hantan Treasure Lord were completely open.
Blood spilled out.
Li Qiye was at the forefront, his expression was neither happy nor sad, if he was a world-famous emperor.
Flipping his right arm lightly.
The light is like a mirror, broken and colorful, colorful and moving, and it is eternal.
"Ah......" The aura of the Lord of the Cold Pool Treasure instantly wilted, and the coffin under his feet shattered.
The water in the cold pool was evaporating, and most of it dissipated in an instant, and the surrounding earth was covered with a layer of frost, and the temperature of the heaven and earth became even colder.
The earth trembled, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding mountains shifted.
What a supernatural power, what a power, to change the general trend of heaven and earth with a single move.
"Why is a world-famous person like you peeping into such a treasure as me?"
The Lord of the Hantan Treasure roared angrily and danced wildly.
He lost, he was defeated, he was crushed without any power to fight back, this person couldn't resist even in his heyday, he didn't understand, why such a character would peek into his treasure land, he should go deeper.
Unable to get a response, he blew up and blew to pieces.
A treasure lord of the Heavenly Ancient Corpse Land died.
The Feng Shui treasure land has also become dilapidated, and it may take thousands of years to become a true treasure again.
After doing all this, Li Qiye became calm.
The power that threatened him was gone, and the supreme mana hidden in him was gone.
"Get out of the cold pool."
Dao Tianjun and the three of them pulled Li Qiye and went down to the cold pool.
They wanted to see if there was any remaining burial goods of the treasure lord.
A few figures vanished, and the surroundings became quiet.
However, in the distance, there were people who couldn't calm down, a divine wooden coffin was trembling, and the old monster of Wolong Cliff couldn't be calm, he really saw the horror of Li Qiye.
The treasure lord who was comparable to him was killed in the blink of an eye.
His cold hair was about to rise, and he was almost about to climb out of the coffin, his heart was pounding, and he was afraid.
For a moment, the old monster in the coffin wanted to escape.
Because he found himself in a game with a tiger!
Li Qiye is the tiger.
But soon he suppressed his thoughts, Li Qiye's strength meant that he could find a better treasure land, and seeking skin with the tiger was both a danger and an opportunity, and at the same time he was glad that he proposed to cooperate.
"Can you penetrate the Holy City?"
The old monster in the coffin whispered, and if someone opened the coffin, they would find an old monster with sweat between their foreheads.
Instantly, he fell silent.
In just a moment, there was movement in the distance.
"Damn, just do it like this, this treasure master is too wasteful, or the ancestor who shook the Holy Land, it's embarrassing."
"Wang, let the emperor be extremely disappointed, this shaking light holy land is not a good thing, even the ancestors are, and the funeral goods are so little."
Duan De and the Black Emperor scolded and scolded.
On the side, Dao Tianjun also looked depressed.
They were actually just scolding for being happy, and the funeral goods of the ancestors of the Holy Land were actually very good, but most of them were destroyed by Li Qiye's hand, and what could be left was something that was not affected.
Don't look at Duan De and the Black Emperor's bloody scolding, but what they got is definitely not bad.
The old monster in the coffin on the mountain in the distance trembled.
What did he see in his consciousness?!
A pure fairy gold small short blade, and a piece of jade, that is the corpse jade, the jade that only the ancient corpse land, or the treasure master level is worthy of owning, to the dying person is like a pervert seeing a naked beauty.
It can prolong the life of the dying person.
There is also the thing in Dao Tianjun's hand, which makes the old monster in the coffin salivate.
It's a corpse treasure, a bowl of black water, and black water is a corpse treasure.
It was a treasure that could prolong the life of the treasure lord buried in the Heavenly Ancient Corpse Land.
It can be said that I didn't expect this treasure lord of the Shaking Light Holy Land to have this kind of thing at all, and theoretically it should be a stronger treasure lord who can have it.
The old monster in the coffin wanted to crawl out and snatch the corpse jade and corpse treasure.
"Is the little friend willing to exchange?" Finally, he couldn't hold back his voice.
Hearing this, Dao Tianjun and a few people looked over.
"Yes."
Dao Tianjun nodded, the two things of corpse jade and corpse treasure are useless for living people, but they are different for the creatures of Tiangu Corpse Land, so they are naturally happy to exchange.
"Give your two most precious treasures in exchange." Immediately, Dao Tianjun made a request.
"Nature."
Without the slightest hesitation, the old monster in the coffin responded.
The lid of the coffin moved, and two rays of light flew out, staying firmly in front of Dao Tianjun.
It turned out to be a piece of dragon-patterned black gold, the size of a palm, and on the other side was a heirloom saint soldier!
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."
Duan De recited the trumpet, and his breathing became heavy.
This old guy actually has a heirloom saint soldier, and this thing is taken to the Hundred Sects of Zhongzhou Zhuzi, and it is the treasure of the Great Sect in minutes.
Ancient sages, saints can have divine soldiers......
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