Bei'an City, the sword family

"Yun Shao, the people of Xiaoxiang Sect are gone." Standing beside Jian Fengyun, he said respectfully.

Jian Fengyun glanced at Huang Wu, his eyes condensed slightly, and said, "How is the preparation of the ceremony in the small world?" ”

"The Sword Family has built an altar, and the underground palace has been built according to your orders, but no one knows about the funeral!" Aragor said with a slight sideways look.

"I'll carry out the funeral method, you did a good job all the way, follow me to the Soul Pill Spirit Pool after the funeral, and the medicinal power of the Soul Pill Spirit Pool is enough to restore your eyes and pupils, and adjust the injuries deposited in your body!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

Restore your eyes!

Hearing these four words, Huang Wu's body trembled violently, these eyes were destroyed in the hands of Jian Fengyun back then, it was an adult's warning to him, afterwards he had sought medical treatment from countless heaven-level alchemists, and even asked to see several emperor-level alchemists above the heaven-level, but no one could help him regain his sight, and over time, his heart for regaining his sight also died.

Now that he has regained his sight again, his heart suddenly fluctuated again, unprecedented fluctuations, because this time the person who helped him regain his sight was the first medicine god in the Ten Thousand Domains in his previous life, and he was the one who wasted his eyes.

"This, there really is a dazzling medicinal technique in this world?" Aratake trembled with excitement, thousands of years, from hope at the beginning to despair, and now hope has risen.

Araku was so excited that he instantly knelt down in front of Jian Fengyun.

"Thank you Yun Shao!"

"Get up, follow me, and I will not treat you badly." Jian Fengyun's eyes swept lightly and said indifferently.

"Let's go, the bronze coffin of the goddess was buried earlier, the end of the law is very dangerous, there is no strong person above the Spirit King Realm to protect the way, although there is a ghostly wind and fire, it is still necessary to go over and make some preparations earlier."

Jian Fengyun looked into the distance and said thoughtfully.

"Yes!" Aratake respectfully snorted.

Sword family, small world

The spiritual energy in the small world is abundant, and the people of the Sword Family have planted many elixirs here, and the elixir swallows the spiritual energy to make the small world more immortal.

It's just that this piece of Xianyi small world, but a dungeon has been built in the west, which is poured in bronze, depicting mysterious runes, and there is a strange altar outside the dungeon, the altar is carved from the bones of large demon beasts, and a weird formation takes the altar as the neutral, surrounds the entire dungeon, forming a closed space.

"Big brother, what is the use of these runes you asked me to engrave, why can't I understand any of them?"

"That's right, boss, this formation you asked me to arrange, I tried hundreds of ways but couldn't urge it, what kind of formation is this?"

Yuan Feng and Wang Chuyuan stood beside Jian Fengyun suspiciously, and asked suspiciously.

Two pairs of puzzled eyes, looking at Jian Fengyun, and then looking at the strange underground palace in front of them, standing on the altar, they actually felt a trace of gloom.

"This is the ancient period, for the funeral of the ancient barbarians," Jian Fengyun explained slightly, then looked sideways, and said, "Are the clansmen of the Sword family dismissed?" ”

"It was all dismissed yesterday, but is it necessary for the bronze coffin to be buried like this, so cautious?" Wang Chuyuan answered, and then asked.

"It's not an ordinary copper coffin, from ancient times to the present, I don't know how many emperors and ancient saints have fallen to this copper coffin, don't underestimate it!" Jian Fengyun's eyes were deep.

"Oh!" Wang Chuyuan and the two responded slightly, and then arrived.

"Are you ready for what I told you to prepare?" Jian Fengyun stared slightly and spoke.

"Ready, Blood Clotting Branch, Ghost Laughing Flower, Three Xuan Corpse ......" Wang Chuyuan took out a storage ring and immediately handed it over.

Jian Fengyun took out the storage ring, and the spiritual power probed into it, and suddenly the contents of the storage ring were known.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of evil things flew out of the storage ring, turning into dozens of evil lights in the air.

The magic tricks in Jian Fengyun's hand were shot out one by one, and the runes filled the sky in an instant, which were extraordinary and weird.

The dozens of evil creatures instantly fell around the altar in the air along with the magic trick, and were placed in a wonderful direction.

The last magic trick fell, and a gust of yin wind blew on the altar, and dozens of evil things suddenly spread with evil light, with the altar as the center, the array patterns suddenly lit up, and the array of light transformed, forming a gloomy mist that covered the sky and the sun.

In the blink of an eye, the warm aura was gone, turning into a gust of wind blowing, the dark light flickering, and the scalp couldn't help but tingle.

In the mist, above the bronze underground palace, strange runes suddenly emitted light, reflecting each other, as if they were welcoming something.

"Boss, it's terrifying!"

Wang Chuyuan looked at the wind around him, and couldn't help but have goosebumps on his body, his bloated body contracted slightly, and his two eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

Compared with Wang Chuyuan, who was naturally afraid of ghosts, Yuan Feng was more novel, glanced around, his eyes suddenly stayed on the altar under his feet, and said in surprise: "Second brother, look at your feet, this altar is glowing!" ”

Wang Chuyuan slowly swept his gaze to his feet, this glance almost frightened him to jump off the altar, only to see the demon beast bones carved into the altar, at this moment it actually emitted countless ghostly lights, like a ghost.

"Remember, whatever you see, don't act rashly!" Jian Fengyun looked around solemnly, and hurriedly turned sideways and admonished.

When the words fell, Jian Fengyun folded his hands, and said in his mouth: "The soul of the nine shadows, the god of reincarnation, the three sacrificers, with blood as the ......"

A sentence of mystical words like scriptures spit out, and the bodies of the three of Jian Fengyun actually emitted an incomparably bright light, in this secluded formation, like three rounds of the sun and the moon.

Wang Chuyuan unconsciously approached Yuan Feng and looked around vigilantly.

"Second brother, you are so afraid of ghosts, if Miss Wang Yu is surrounded by ghosts in the future, won't you dare to save her!" Yuan Feng looked at the strange Wang Chuyuan and couldn't help but quip.

"Who said I was afraid of ghosts? I'm just vigilant, yes, I'm just vigilant! Wang Chuyuan said stiffly.

"Really, second brother, look, there are ghosts there!" Yuan Feng smiled slyly, and then said in surprise.

"Ghosts, where are the ghosts?" Wang Chuyuan couldn't help but grasp Yuan Feng's arm, and a pair of eyes swept around vigilantly.

Seeing that the surroundings were calm, Wang Chuyuan saw Yuan Feng snickering beside him.

"And say you're not afraid of ghosts?" Yuan Feng laughed.

"Okay, you are a Yuanfeng, you are so bold that even the second brother dares to tease!" Wang Chuyuan was angry, and he stretched out his hand to hit him.

At this moment, the smile on Yuan Feng's face suddenly narrowed, and his eyes sounded, and he was extremely shocked.

"Second, second brother, there are really ghosts!"

"Hmph, you still want to deceive ......" Wang Chuyuan snorted lightly and subconsciously turned around.