The rain of arrows took off into the air, covering the sky and the sun, Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be taken away from his heart, and he looked demented.

From Chu Ying riding a horse with a wave of blood and light essence to killing, to him looking up to the sky and laughing, destroying and decaying along the way, as if entering a no-man's land. This kind of majesty and domineering is beyond imagination, which makes Zhou Qingfeng yearn for it, and he can't wait to gallop on the battlefield like this.

"You're not leaving, what are you doing here?" Jia Gang slapped behind Zhou Qingfeng, he felt extremely frightened of the fierce battle that was approaching Chi Chi - Chu Ying's power at the moment was like the scorching sun in the sky, and everything under the scorching sun had a kind of scorching pain.

Zhou Qingfeng also wanted to see how Mang Gurtai would deal with it, but he was reminded by Jia Gang that he remembered that he still had something important. Right now, the two big bosses are fighting fiercely, and maybe Huang Taiji will also come later. In this kind of battle to the death, all the minions below the boss must participate, and absolutely no one can stay out of it - then the treasure vault in Ekhkuren City should be unguarded.

Zhou Qingfeng tossed so many things, not just for this moment.

Time is of the essence, go fast!

......The bursting spells, the brilliance of the sun, and the screams of killing came and went, but Zhou Qingfeng secretly crossed the Songhua River, the first road, and ran from the side of his fortress to the bank of Ekhkuren City. He glanced back at the boss battle that was in full swing, and then silently rolled into the city like a thief.

Ekhkuren has become a dead domain, and the dead qi seen in the eyes of heaven is as thick as ink, and it will not be dispersed. More than 10,000 people living in the city were either dead or numb, like living corpses. Jia Gang sighed after a little probing: "Chu Ying is ruthless enough, he has taken the souls of the old and weak in the whole city and refined them, and the specific techniques have exceeded my knowledge, so I can't tell." ”

Zhou Qingfeng didn't say much, pursed his mouth and acted cautiously all the way, always on guard. Although the city is empty and not popular, the slightest sound in this place echoes endlessly, which is terrifying.

From outside the city to the center of the city, there is no obstacle. When he rushed to the outside of Wucha's residence, he found some kind of strong rancid smell, Zhou Qingfeng stopped slightly, but Jia Gang was overjoyed to see it. This ghost cultivator felt out several bottles and cans on his body, urging his spiritual power to absorb this miasma. He sucked it back and said happily, "I'm going to sacrifice Ucha's body, and this kind of filth is just right for it." ”

The miasma dispersed, revealing the white bones on the ground. Jia Gang sighed after reading it: "It's the whole Wucha family, men, women and children are here, this is the extermination of the clan." No wonder there is so much resentment here, I am afraid that it will become a barren land in the future, and it is often haunted. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was reluctant to step on the ground, and the puppet goat carried him back and forth between the white bones, and arrived outside the courtyard where Wucha lived. Originally, this was the tallest and most luxurious place in the city. But at this moment, it seems to have undergone hundreds of years of erosion, becoming mottled and withered. The logs that frame the walls rot and become loose within a few days, shattering at the touch of a button, revealing a few holes.

Zhou Qingfeng was shocked in his heart, and asked Jia Gang, "Will there be any ghosts in this place?" ”

"Probably not." Jia Gang felt like a fish in water for this gloomy place, and walked into the courtyard in a flash. He searched everywhere and collected a lot of ghost cultivation treasures, and he couldn't be happy for a while.

Zhou Qingfeng saw that he had either found some black and stinky blood, or jewelry that had been possessed by unjust spirits, and when he saw it, he just shook his head, without the slightest thought. He walked through the courtyard, into the main hall, and then into a five- or six-meter-high stone pile in the backyard.

This is the place.

This stone pile looks unremarkable, but it is the ancestral temple of the shaman in the city to the Wucha family. The stones are piled up, and the middle is empty, and the spiritual seats of several generations of the Wucha family are in it. However, now the place has been vandalized, and the entire ancestral temple made of stone piles has completely collapsed, completely covering the ground.

Dumbfounded, because Ucha's treasure vault is under this small-looking ancestral temple. To open the cellar of the treasure vault, you have to find a way to remove several tons or even a dozen tons of stones from the ground.

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and looked at Jia Gang. Jia Gang's body turned into black smoke and drilled into the soil, and after drilling for a while, he reappeared and said, "There is a ban underground, I can't go in." We still have to move the stones and open the door to the treasure house. ”

The fighting outside the city is in full swing, but inside the city there are coolies.

Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to get down from the puppet goat, and used the statue of the Heroic Spirit to summon the black warrior, and everyone helped together. Jia Gang also cast a spell to summon more than a dozen unjust ghosts to drive them, and a group of people began to clean up the collapsed stones on the ground.

And just when Zhou Qingfeng and the others were tired and tired, another group of people rushed in from outside the city, and they also cautiously approached the courtyard where Wucha lived. The first one was Darshan, who had fled the previous night, and the old slave owner of Ekhkulen and the last of his sons were eager to take advantage of him.

"While those ruthless guys outside the city are fighting for life and death, let's go and take out the family's treasure first. This Hekulun is finished, and we must go elsewhere to rebuild our business. "Darshan is already in the depths of despair, but in order to restore the glory of the family, he must come here to take risks. He also thought about it like Zhou Qingfeng, and felt that this treasure must be his own.

But before Darshan could get to Utsa's house, he suddenly saw a clear line of footprints on the ground—ordinary footprints were fine, but a line of goats' hooves was very problematic.

"Goats? It was the puppet that Zhou Qingfeng was riding. Darshan scolded in his heart, and at the same time ordered his son to the guy and prepare to fight. This bastard boy dared to run into the city, and he was really bold. Let's go to the limelight and listen to the movement first. ”

Standing more than twenty meters away from the downwind, this distance is even beyond the distance that the 'Heaven Filling Stone' can hear. Darshan used some 'muscles and bones' to detect distant sounds, and he could hear a few intermittent whispers in the wind, and at first it was all Zhou Qingfeng shouting tired.

Darshan sneered: "Fortunately, I collapsed the ancestral temple before leaving, just in time for this Han boy to move the stones away for us." When he is half dead of exhaustion, we will slaughter him again. ”

Dashan, the old fox, was very patient, and he silently judged Zhou Qingfeng's current progress in moving stones and decided when to do it. But after waiting for more than an hour, I suddenly heard a voice saying with great joy: "Oh, the cloth banner in this stone is a treasure." ”

Cloth flags? In the stones?

Darshan was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't figured out what it was.

The voice of joy was Jia Gang's, and he continued to rejoice: "This spiritualist cloth hanging in the temple is woven by the spider silk of the mountains and fields. This material is not too unusual, but the ancestral temple of the Wucha family has been built for more than 100 years, and this cloth banner was probably hung more than 100 years ago.

Incense has been sacrificed for more than 100 years, and this has become a spiritual object. This thing is used to draw talismans, and it works very well. The key is that these things take years, have no price, and are nowhere to be found. I didn't expect that the demolition of the stone temple of the Wucha family would have such a harvest. The key is that there is such a thick stack, enough to draw more than 200 rune seals, great, great. ”

Jia Gang said two words in a row, 'Great', and Dashan outside jumped when he heard it. He is also a member of the Ucha clan, and he can imagine that there are two robbers in it who are looting the inheritance left by their ancestors - it is said that this ancestral temple has been built for more than 100 years, more than 200 years, okay? At the beginning of the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, this ancestral temple was erected here.

Several of Darshan's sons also vaguely heard this, and their faces showed anger.

Darshan shook his head and motioned to his sons not to act rashly. It means, 'It's okay, the two robbers don't talk about it, we don't know that the cloth banner in this ancestral temple is a treasure.' For now, let them keep it for now, and we'll get it back later. ’

So Dashan and his group could only calm down and continue to listen to where Zhou Qingfeng and Jia Gang were digging and digging to move stones. Not long after, I heard an exclamation again, this time it was Zhou Qingfeng scolding - hey, it's really unlucky, who hung such a skull head in the temple? Surprise me!

Jia Gang's voice sounded again, and this ghost cultivator seemed to pick up the skull head that Zhou Qingfeng said and studied it carefully: "This is not an ordinary head, this should be the head of the ancestor of the Wucha family, this head is good." Hey, boy Zhou, you can take all those cloth flags just now, just forget it, don't rob me of this thing, this is only for our ghost cultivators. ”

"I just want to know what this scary skull can do?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"The owner of this skull must also be a master in front of him, you see that this bone is fine, light and strong, and it naturally fits spiritual power. It's the perfect choice for crafting a staff of skull. In particular, this skull has received a hundred years of incense in this temple, and it is blessed with a large number of long-cherished powers, which can more than double the power of my spells. It's a great thing for me. ”

When Jia Gang saw this skull, he was even more excited than when he saw the conjuring cloth banner just now. It's really useful to him. With it, the adventure to Ehkulen was well worth it.

Zhou Qingfeng heard that he was building a skull staff, and he was not a necromancer, so he naturally didn't care, and waved his hand to let Jia Gang take it away. However, the sons of Dashan were angry and sad, and the bones of their ancestors were taken away to be used as magic weapons, how could they bear it - they couldn't help it, and they had to endure it, Dashan pressed his palms with a solemn expression, signaling not to mess up the overall situation.

There was another toss in the direction of the ruins of the ancestral temple, and Zhou Qingfeng and Jia Gang continued to work with a hum. After a while, I heard Zhou Qingfeng shouting: "What kind of treasure is this slate?" ”

Jia Gang replied: "It's not a baby, this is the entrance to the treasure cave, and we're finally done." Oops, be careful, this entrance is a bit weird. ”

"Wait, this weird is a treasure too. Let me take it. ”

"Don't, boy Zhou, this thing is too fierce, it's not suitable for you, let's let me cultivate this ghost. I'm good at that. ”

"Don't move, I think I can do it too."

"You're a man's husband, let people know that you're using such sneaky things, it's really shameless, don't waste things."

"Who said that? I think it's good. Damn, this thing is still a little tricky. Hurry up and stop it, I'm going to collect the treasure. ”

Listening to the bustle ahead, Darshan's sons were anxious again. They surrounded their father, and their eyes were all asking - what is there to be murdered by our ancestors?

Darshan looked dazed, and he didn't know what was going on in front of him. He waved his hand again, emphasizing one point - forbearance, let those two guys toss first. There are all kinds of mechanisms in the treasure cave, and there are people who have received them.

Having said that, Dashan felt uncomfortable in his heart.