This is the core of the entire ancient battlefield, the yin qi is thick, and it is also the most sunken place in the battlefield of this basin, the land has completely turned into dark brown, it seems that every time there is a battle, those flowing blood and water have flowed here, penetrating into the ground.

Zhou Luo grabbed the gilded sword in his hand and swept it with a swing of the sword, the ground was as hard as a rock, and the sharpness of the gilded sword could only tear the ground apart a ravine, and the clods of soil turned out one by one turned into blood-brown hard lumps.

Among the clods of earth were broken bones.

In the ground here, a thick and gloomy aura rose more and more intensely, emitting violent yin qi fluctuations, like a substance, which could almost affect the stability of Zhou Luo's divine consciousness. He strengthened his emotions, sword by sword, digging down.

He had a hunch that there was something he needed underground.

A large number of bones, swords, chariots, and even fragments of flying sword magic weapons were excavated, but Zhou Luo didn't care about it and continued to dig deeper.

After digging seven feet deep, finally, with a clang, the blade of the gilded sword hit the hard object and bounced back.

With the sharpness of the gilded sword, even if it is a thick fine iron, it has to be cut off with a sword, what can make the gilded sword make a loud noise and be bounced back? At least it must be equivalent to the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, so as to have enough qualifications to compete with the gilded sword.

Zhou Luo felt a strong sense of stimulation rise in his heart. In all directions, there seemed to be a strong solemn aura, oppressing, but he felt more and more transparent in his heart, which was extremely exciting.

He put away his sword, condensed it in front of him, and suddenly popped out a hand from under the sleeve robe of Xuan Chan, stretched his five fingers, grabbed it violently, and poked it in the air in front of him!

Five fingers slammed into the air, like fine iron rods, poking the air with a loud sound, but more importantly, his fingertips shot out strong true qi one after another, and began to condense.

The Secret Art of the Air Soldiers!

Generally, only people who practice the Qi Realm will use the Qi Weapon Secret Technique, and after having the flying sword magic weapon, this small method has no effect, but at this time, it is extremely useful and just right. In Zhou Luo's hand, five breaths of qi were condensed in a row, the brilliance flickered, not a sword or a sword, but according to his divine sense, they all turned into a shovel shape, one or two feet long, with his movements, he pressed down with his palm, and his true qi condensed, and immediately shoveled into the pit that had been dug out.

Began to dig in a mess.

As soon as Ding Ling was in charge, within a radius of seven feet, all of them were excavated by his imperial envoys, and the clods of soil were piled up on the side, revealing a huge hole, seven feet in circumference and seven feet deep.

Zhou Luo finally collected the qi soldiers, grabbed the gilded sword, and urged the Xuan Chan Yi and Luo Shui Tu to take precautions, just in case, and then rolled up his sleeves, and a strong wind swept away, and he was involved in the pit, rolling up a pair of damp soil.

Then, under the moonlight, which was still cold at night, the clouds in the sky were watching him, and he looked down.

There was nothing else in the hole, but it was placed diagonally, with the head facing north-east, and it was pitch black, not even fully revealed, and it was covered with intricate veins...... Coffin.

Zhou Luo's cheeks twitched and twitched: ", it's really...... , Without the leadership of Xing Gongzi, I actually dug up someone's grave again? But, in this kind of place, how could someone bury a coffin here?"

In the middle of the night, under the cold moon and clouds, a big black coffin was dug out, and a young man in Taoist costume faced such a situation, not knowing whether he was smiling bitterly or laughing, it was really terrifying.

The great terror soon came, sweeping in from all directions.

Zhou Luo was windy behind his ears, cruel and tragic, and he felt that the killing machine was coming in an instant, he didn't have time to think about it at all, a long clear water light behind his head suddenly rolled out, like a long river, swept up, and wrapped up in the air, and he caught a flying sword that killed the back of his head first.

"The sword qi is so strong, the sword is so sharp! The person who came is a master, and the flying sword is also a high-grade ......"

Zhou Luo turned around suddenly, behind the Xuan Cicada clothes, a pair of black light cicada wings opened, trying his best to stabilize his figure, and at the same time holding a gilded sword, under the protection of Luo Shui Tu's water light, it suddenly turned into a black air in front of him is a sword!

The gilded and brilliant sword light tore apart the sudden darkness, and a faint cold sword sword slammed into Zhou Luo.

"Thunder breath, devour!"

A trace of black qi overflowed from Zhou Luo's hand, spreading out from the sword light of the gilded sword, spreading into the darkness, with a muffled sound, the flying sword that fought with him was a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it disappeared.

After devouring another high-grade spiritual weapon, Zhou Luo wanted to ask himself: "Uncle Xinbei, can you eat well in your old man?"

"Ah...... , my Yin Sword!"

Under the night, there was an angry snort, in all directions, one by one powerful sword lights stabbed and slashed at each other, Zhou Luo was horrified in his heart, his divine sense envoy Xuan Cicada clothes, the black light cicada wings behind him shook fiercely, and his body, immediately like a Xuan Bing cold cicada swaying up, soared into the air, straight into the dark sky.

There were more than ten sword lights, all of which were missed.

Zhou Luo felt that the cold sweat on his back had come down, it was really terrible.

If it weren't for the fact that Xuan Cicada's clothes were really wonderful, this combined killing, don't say that he was just a cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, even if he was a master of the Danyuan Realm, he would be killed in one fell swoop, and his corpse would be broken into ten pieces!

In the darkness, a total of twelve figures wrapped in black clothes and not even showing their heads and faces appeared around the pit where a big black coffin was dug out, surrounding Zhou Luo who was soaring in the air.

"Could it be that I dug up someone's ancestral grave again, and the descendants of the grave guards came to kill me?"

Zhou Luo trembled in his heart, but he hurriedly tried his best to stabilize his mind, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone, who are you?"

"Rats, I am the tomb of King Kang of the Great Jin Dynasty, you dare to dig it, it's just looking for death!"

"Yes, capture this person, bury him alive, and bury him for His Royal Highness King Kang!"

"This person is powerful, he is definitely not the cultivation of the Qi Realm that it seems, once he fought, he took away my Yin Sword, and instantly wiped out all the divine sense imprints I left in the sword, and took it for himself, at least they are all masters of the Yuan Infant Realm. ”

The last person to speak was the first person who had just fought with Zhou Luo and was directly devoured by the flying sword, wrapped in black, unable to see his face clearly, but his body was thin and had a lifeless and tragic aura. As he spoke, his hand shook, and he grabbed out a short blade, which was held up in front of him, but it was a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which was naturally inferior to the previous Yin Sword.

And Zhou Luo at this moment was completely shocked.

"King Kang of the Great Jin Dynasty?"

Zhou Luo's mind was very confused for a while, and he generally understood.

Today's eighty-one states in the east are under the control of the Tang Dynasty, but the Tang Dynasty has only been established for a few decades, and His Majesty Taizu has given the Zen throne to the Son of Heaven in the current dynasty, which is exactly the seventeenth year. The land of the East has gone through many dynasties, counting forward, large and small, long and short, divided and combined, I don't know how many, before the Tang Dynasty, it was a large unified dynasty, the Great Jin Dynasty, which ruled the 81 states of the East for 800 years.

In the last years of the Great Jin Dynasty, the world collapsed, the king could not be controlled, and his deer was lost in the world. When Emperor Taizu of the dynasty started from the grass, and when today's son and father and son shook the Quartet, Wei Jiayunei, succeeded in one fell swoop, entered Tianzhou, and changed the dynasty.

The kings of the previous dynasty were divided, and in the fierce competition with the new dynasty, the most powerful and the one that held on to the end was to rely on the wealth of Fuzhou, the mountains of Shuzhou and Lianzhou, and the mountainous area of the Fuzhou Basin, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the King Kang of the new dynasty was tough. King Kang's lineage has been sealed in Kangcheng, Fuzhou for generations, and he is called "King Kang".

Zhou Luo suddenly remembered that when today's son led the heavenly army into Fuzhou and the final decisive battle with the last generation of King Kang, it seemed to be this ancient battlefield under his feet.

The last spark of the Great Jin Dynasty was pounced, and King Kang was killed.

Zhou Luo suddenly thought of a terrible thing, these people turned out to be the remnants of King Kang, his guardians, and buried the bones of King Kang's coffin in the center of this ancient battlefield.

This is the place where the Great Jin Dynasty finally collapsed.

And the direction of the black coffin, impartial, is exactly where the imperial power of the Dongtu Dynasty of the past dynasties lies, the Tianzhou Imperial Capital.

"I actually dug up the grave of the last prince of the previous dynasty? Damn, the ghost-faced man, he didn't even tell me...... This kind of character, when Emperor Taizu of the dynasty was not able to capture and kill, when today's son gathered a large army, slaughtered into Fuzhou, and fought a decisive battle in the south of Kangcheng, he was wiped out in one fell swoop! Because of this, when today's son made the greatest merit in one fell swoop, making Taizu Zen throne and ascending the throne as emperor...... , this kind of character, is simply a heroic man in the last days, an absolute great man of the ages, who has been dead for decades, and has the relics of the previous dynasty to guard his mausoleum, I actually dug up the grave of this kind of character......"

His throat couldn't help but move, and he said with difficulty: "Everyone, this can't be ......"

"Yes, this is the mausoleum of His Royal Highness King Kang of the Great Jin Dynasty!"

"We have been guarding the mausoleum of His Royal Highness King Kang for decades, and no one has ever dared to invade, even if it is the emperor of the puppet dynasty, we must respect His Royal Highness King Kang, and dare not do harm, I just want to collect some yin qi and build a mausoleum for His Royal Highness King Kang, you bold thief, you dare to destroy His Royal Highness's mausoleum!

"Thief, you must be buried in His Highness's mausoleum, otherwise it will not be enough to eliminate the anger of His Highness's Yin Spirit!

"This is the twelve of us who have guarded His Highness's mausoleum for decades, and have come up with a set of joint fencing formations, the Great Tomb Yin Killing Sword Formation!"

In all directions, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and they were intertwined in an instant, which immediately made Zhou Luo simply have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

The flying swords sacrificed by these twelve people are at least high-grade spiritual weapons, and there are even flying swords with flashing blades that are lore-free, as if they have a spiritual aura, which are obviously superb spiritual weapons, and even have the opportunity to be promoted to a treasure weapon.

Zhou Luo's gilded sword swept through the air, and there was sword qi in all directions, and on top of a golden light, there was a breath like a silk black silk thread, and it was the supreme silence and thunder qi of the Heavenly Dao.

This is the most powerful kind of thunder among the supreme heavenly tribulations that can kill all the masters in the late stage of the True Tribulation, how can it be resisted by a mere spiritual weapon?

Zhou Luo was like a leaf floating in the wind, trembling in the stormy sword qi, those sword lights were about to wrap him around, but they did not directly pierce and kill, but twisted and captured, and at this time, the black qi was sheng, and at the head was the superb spirit weapon flying sword, which disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.