With everyone's blessings, the train drove away, and Peng Kang stretched out, sat on the office chair, and silently blessed them.

Then he opened a web page and looked at the news on it, the text vividly depicted the destruction of the drunk, coupled with the confessional appearance of the undead in the picture, many people panicked.

A heavy city was destroyed in an instant, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, some people said that it was a blood-colored Bodhi trunk, and some people said that some great evil was active, and people were panicked for a while.

People don't understand why the invincible Lin Saint is leaving the earth to go to the starry sky now, they only think that the saint is too tall, his shirt on the top of the mountain is not stained with blood, and only the dragon or powerful mountaineer who also stands in the clouds can enter their eyes.

But Peng Kang knew that Lin Daoyou had already seen through everything, because the evening breeze was gone...... Maybe Lin Daoyou saw the relationship between himself and Wan Fengqing very early, he deliberately didn't say it, did he send that thing to himself at this time, hoping to use him to reverse his fate.

He opened his mailbox again, and a letter appeared there, the place of the battle was in the tomb of the immortals, which was the tomb found by Peng Kang, and he had been thinking about exploring with the Taoist friends of the Xiuxian chat group, but now it was the location of the fateful battle.

That's right, fate, these two words are more suitable for depicting the current scene, the old friend has become a monstrous monster, and looking deeper, it is a contact through time and space......

In fact, he has always looked down on himself, and he did not have the courage to die with his adoptive parents in that bleak autumn evening, and it should be an honor for the boy to have the honor of dying in battle with his father.

Friend and foe are of the same origin, the two are opposed, Peng Kang feels that his blood is viscous like never before, the power of the Heavenly Monarch is circling and roaring in his body, and the unwilling tears of the child thousands of years ago drip on his heart, causing a huge wave.

That loud cry has now turned into a roar like a dragon, now he has fought with the dragon, killed the existence of that kind of thing, and is no longer the weak child who disgusted him in the past, so the powerful Peng Kang Tianjun should fight a battle of his own alone.

Turning around and dressing himself, with gold in his black trench coat, Peng Kang raised his hand to open a portal, which was the door of space, leading to the land of destiny...... In the Tomb of the Immortals!

This is the name of Peng Kang, the discoverer, because there is an immortal aura there, which can delay the loss of life yuan, and it is a treasure for any monk.

But that is no longer Peng Kang's treasure land, how can an outlaw care about life and death in that ethereal future, his eyes are misty with blood, and his gradually hideous look is like a demon.

He is part of the evil spirit, as a demon at this time he is qualified to say that he is righteous, this is a selfish battle, there is a burst of death in the tomb without light, and this place is about to turn into a sea of hatred.

The inner tomb door was directly shattered by Peng Kang, he was not interested in cracking any formation, he was here to pour out his violence and hatred.

"Whew." The ghost wind in the tomb is howling, different from the outside that has been investigated by many forces, the real core area has a thick dead air and evil intent, and there seems to be a devil screaming in the wind.

Peng Kang stepped straight into it, how could he be afraid of ghosts, he himself was an extremely evil ghost!

"Boom!" The flames on the bronze lamps on both sides of the tomb were beating, which made Peng Kang sneer, because the owner of this tomb was obviously very "nostalgic", and one by one he played the trick of the ancient BC with the big tomb of 10,000 years ago, when I couldn't see the switch of the electric light?

"Smack." The incandescent lamp was turned on, and Peng Kang walked forward slowly, his battle blood boiling! He felt the aura of the same origin! The demon is coming after him!

He continued to move forward, and at this time the death qi in the tomb actually condensed into a god of death, and he took a scythe, condensed behind him, and wanted to cut off his head.

"Huh"

The next moment, Death's head slowly fell, and the materialized scythe fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and his neck was twisted off, which Peng Kang had done.

Peng Kang continued to move forward, followed by some ancient beasts in the tomb, all of them were very cold, there were very few of them, but they were all saint-level existences.

"This tomb is not right, the master of the Devourer of Time should be just a ghost thing close to the saint, and he was also fought to the end by Hongling Daoyou, he will have this kind of handwriting......" He inserted his backhand into the body of an ancient beast, crushed his internal organs, and didn't care that his hands were full of blood, and continued to move forward.

Next, he had his own observation aisle, there was indeed a huge toad on the mural, it should be the devourer at that time, but I don't know if it was expanded, the big toad on the mural was devouring the stars and breaking the moon, and the big mouth opened to be a huge black hole that could devour the starry sky.

"Forcibly raise the image, or is the owner of the tomb someone else?" Peng Kang walked while breaking the level, and when he encountered the mechanism formation, he directly crushed it, and when he encountered the ancient beast undead, he was the biggest evil ghost in the tomb!

In the end, the Heavenly Monarch-level Dark Bat King was crushed by him by taking out his brain, and Peng Kang smashed his physical blood sacrifice on the gate of the main tomb, and the gate was shattered.

He learned the blood sacrifice method in the mural, he used to be very repulsive to this kind of thing, after all, he was a messenger of justice in the public, but now he feels that he should abandon his obsession, and if you want to defeat the devil, you will become a devil yourself!

What if it was the devil's victory anyway? For the sake of the beauty of being human, he had to force himself to be strong.

In fact, there was a key, but Peng Kang just didn't need it, he saw that the doorway of this tomb was not so much a test as those checkpoints that prevented people from entering.

The owner of the tomb seems to want someone to come here, but who wants to be disturbed after death?

The tomb was shattered, and the scene of the main burial chamber was imprinted in Peng Kang's eyes, even if he came with the determination to fight to the death, he still couldn't help but gasp.

A huge stone statue of a toad stands, with a subtle force that can counteract time, making it impossible to tell that he has existed for 10,000 years.

Under the stone statue is a lapis and gold sarcophagus, with dreamy colors, but there is a crystal skull on the coffin, and the hollow eye sockets are facing Peng Kang.

"You took out the head of the tomb owner." Peng Kang said in a low voice.

"It's just a completely silent old toad, and all those real undead have been sacrificed alive by me." A deep voice rang out.

The evening breeze in full costume was clear, and in the case of wearing a Taoist robe and black hair, he was actually a little similar to Peng Kang.

At the same time, the wind was raging, and countless evil ghosts and ghosts roared, forming a chilling requiem, and the evening breeze actually came with thousands of undead!

Ten thousand ghosts walk at night, and he is the best of ghosts!