There was tranquility in Tong Bingyang's eyes, perhaps because his soul had been asleep for too long, his reaction was a little slow, and it took a long time to think.

casually asked, "What age is it now, the world has changed, and I don't know it anymore." ”

Tong Bingyang's expression and eyes were creepy, the dead silence and dark light environment were abrupt and gloomy, and time seemed to freeze with his mind at this moment.

The fat man's frightened expression shifted towards the position of Qijian, and judging by his expression, he should know the name Tong Bingyang.

"A famous yin and yang family in the Loulan period, a master of feng shui." Han Qingxin muttered out loud, this name has too much aura, so great that everyone is suffocated.

"Tong Bingyang, you seem to be very powerful." Zhu Beichen continued to stare at the man in front of him, Tong Bingyang was full of evil energy, and his fierce murderous aura was about to come out, making him feel very dangerous.

July was slightly stunned, but also reacted, Tong Bingyang's name is famous among the black seedlings, she asked timidly: "Tong Bingyang's seniors ......"

Before the question was finished, Tong Bingyang swept his eyes, and his evil gaze swept over everyone present, and the people he scanned felt a yin wind blowing on their faces, and they were cold.

Only when he swept over Zhu Beichen's body, he paused, "You are the inheritance of this generation." ”

What do you mean, Zhu Beichen didn't dare to come out, it was really Tong Bingyang's aura that was too strong, and he was so oppressed that his breathing became short.

Immediately, when it was swept to July, the light in his eyes was even worse, and he said in one sentence: "The descendants of the Wu clan, I can't imagine that after the frost, the Black Miao people can still raise a great witch, it's really a miracle." ”

Tong Bingyang has a very deep relationship with the black seedlings in southern Yunnan, and as a master-level predecessor with profound attainments in the arts, even if Qiyue's family background is noble, he does not dare to make a mistake in front of him.

July replied piously and respectfully: "The younger generation is the fifty-eighth generation of Heimiao, Tong Jia July, Yaoshuang is the ancestor of the Han Dynasty of my clan." "If you get a little bit of kinship, maybe you will look at each other's origins, and you won't do it to yourself.

However, July is still too young to think a little naïve.

Tong Bingyang nodded at July, his humble attitude was used everywhere, coupled with July's friendly appearance, he said, "Do you know what place you broke into? ”

The sand-buried forbidden land of the ancient city is just a stone's throw away from the ruins of the ancient city.

"Ahead is close to the ancient city of Shaburi, and no one is allowed to approach it, including you." For thousands of years, this is the first time that Tong Bingyang has awakened.

More than 1,000 years ago, near the end of his life, he discovered the ancient city. It's a pity that the Mandate of Heaven is not a holiday, and when he was on the verge of death, he did not seek Zhuge Liang's shouting star to prolong his life, but took an evil path. Using his demonic attainments, he refined himself into a corpse and buried it in Stonehenge, hoping for a resurrection one day, and he finally waited until today.

Zhu Beichen asked tentatively: "Are you flying stiff?" He kept in mind the division of zombie levels, and judging from everyone's reactions, Tong Bingyang in front of him should be a master of magic in a certain period in history.

The fat man pretended to be casual, raised his eyebrows calmly and said, "What about flying stiffness, I can tell you, I know who our Dao Master is." He is the one hundred and second generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and it is very tight to catch ghosts and punish evil. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Qijian and introduced, almost without even saying his name, his name was Zhang Qijian or something.

Hearing this, Qijian's expression was stiff, when did he become a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and secretly said that a dead fat man had read too many novels, and he was a master in front of an expert, wasn't he slapped himself in the face?

At this time in July, he said lightly, "He's not flying stiff." ”

July sees it more profoundly than anyone else, this corpse is not shallow, speaking of Tong Bingyang before his death, he is comparable to Zhuge Kongming-style characters, his personality is flamboyant and evil, and the character who can refine himself into a corpse will definitely not be a good stubble.

Qijian's brows furrowed even tighter, originally thinking that it was just a flying stiffness, and there was still a chance to survive if he fought to the death, but as soon as he heard Qiyue's words, he knew that the level of Tong Bingyang's corpse would only be high and not low, and he suddenly felt a little difficult. Looking at the empty right sleeve, even when his limbs are intact, he is not absolutely sure to deal with a flying stiffness, let alone now. July couldn't be counted on, her lips were white at this time, which was obviously the appearance of excessive physical exhaustion. Not to mention Zhu Beichen, a half-hung Yin Fu Sutra inheritor, how much ability can he have.

"I'm afraid that the Yin Evil Gathering Murder Bureau here was not set up by you, it should have existed before, you just borrowed the momentum of the Yin Gathering Acupoint, and refined yourself into a corpse before you died. Then lie in the locust tree coffin and bury it in the direction of the Stonehenge birth gate, at the right time in more than a thousand years, the yin qi gathers, and you can suck the yin qi gathered by the baby to be reborn in the form of a corpse. Nanama frowned and analyzed, his head kept thinking about countermeasures, and it would be a little bit if the time could be delayed.

His speculation is based on evidence, the history of the ancient city of Shabu seems to be the same period as Loulan, but the creatures here are more like in the Paleozoic Era. Speaking of the national strength of the ancient country of Loulan, it is impossible to build a giant Stonehenge with a grand arm, just the thousands of babies used to set up the array, is it necessary to kill all the newborn babies in the country of Loulan to make up the number?

This time, Qijian's careful thinking was right again, and Tong Bingyang couldn't help but re-examine it, "You are very smart, the history of the existence of the Ancient City of Sand Burial is indeed older than you think. And since I learned of the existence of such an ancient city, it has almost exhausted my whole life to visit here, and even if I prolong my life, I don't have time to explore the secrets of the ancient city, so I can only refine myself into a corpse and look forward to today. ”

Seven rooms secretly exchanged glances with July to convey a message, suggesting that July continued to lure Tong Bingyang to speak, diverting his attention and finding a way to deal with him. July nodded in understanding.

Before, everyone thought that the year of the existence of the ancient city of Sha Buried was the same period as Loulan, but now it seems that this is not the case, and Tong Bingyang is actually a latecomer. Stonehenge continues that everything here is left by the ancestors, and that is the period when the people built it, leaving behind a dangerous defense system to prevent outsiders from visiting.

July said: "It must have taken a lot of effort for my predecessors to enter here, I'm afraid that if it weren't for you, no one else would have been able to set foot on this land." It's just that July doesn't understand, why are you staying here and not letting us move forward, what is the role of Stonehenge, and what is the purpose of such a sacrifice for hundreds of babies? ”

It is impossible to know Miao Jiang's past in July, Tong Bingyang closed his eyes and pondered, recalling the clouds of the past, as if it had happened in the previous life. After leaving Miao Jiang, he learned from Miao Jiang that there was a mysterious ancient city ruins, and there was something irresistible in the ancient city that attracted him.

Subsequently, Tong Bingyang followed the clues all the way to visit, left Yunnan and went north and south, until he came to the location of Guloulan. After ten years, there were no clues in the sand-buried ancient city, which made him a little disheartened. So he stayed in Loulan for a long time, and his unparalleled attainments in the arts, astronomical calendar, feng shui, and all kinds of unparalleled abilities also made him a guest of the king of Loulan, and was respected by the king of Loulan as a national teacher, and his status was noble and respected.

However, Tong Bingyang did not stop searching for the ancient city of Shaburi, especially after divining his fortunes for one day, and knowing that his deadline was not far away, this mood became more urgent.

Since the first generation of King Loulan, the Sun Tomb has been used as a mausoleum for the royal family. In the end, he never expected that it was actually this Sun Tomb, which was the only way to kill and bury the ancient city.

"That year, I finally came to the ancient city of sandy burial that I had dreamed of all my life, and it was less than three months before my deadline." The deep eyes are full of memories of history, immortality is almost the ultimate pursuit of human beings for generations, and even Tong Bingyang, a person who is at the pinnacle of art and explores the fame and fortune of the world, also cares about life and death.

In southern Yunnan, in the Heishui River, he got the information that there was an ancient book passed down by Zhuge Liang, which included everything in the world such as feng shui, astronomy, medicine, etc. Nature also contains the mystery of eternal life.

Qiyue's expectant eyes listened to Tong Bingyang's narration, only nodding his head constantly, not daring to interrupt his thoughts, trying his best to buy time for Qijian.

The passage to the ancient city of sand burial is full of dangers, and it took a lot of effort for him to come here regularly, otherwise it would not be said that he would not have time to enter the ancient city and explore the secrets buried in the ancient city of sand burial.

"Life is not going as expected, nine times out of ten, brother, look at it." Yixi's words were not said by Tong Bingyang, everyone held their breath, and they didn't dare to say a word. When I saw that it was a fat man, my heart was suddenly startled by him.

Zhu Beichen wanted to strangle him, so he interrupted people at this time, what if he came to his senses and knew that we were deliberately delaying time.

The fat man also sighed for a while, and said it casually without thinking about it, just imagine how tragic it is for a person to just find the treasure house, but he didn't die to enjoy it.

Simply, Tong Bingyang's confused eyes were still reminiscing about the glory of his life, and he didn't care about the pity of the fat man's occasional insertion, everyone gave a sigh of relief and glared at the fat man viciously.

Tong Bingyang's voice instantly aged a lot: "Those things seem to have happened in the previous life, and I just stopped here in the previous life, and the wisdom of the ancients is really amazing to me." The Stone Gu Corpse Refining Method that happened here alone, combined with the Witch Gu Dao Formation was something I couldn't have imagined before, the boulder was full of five-month-old babies, who had been refined into corpses before they were formed, and Gu was placed on them. The resentment contained in Gu Baby's body is so strong that it is jaw-dropping. I realized that this was the last chance that Heaven had given me, and that as long as I refined myself into a corpse, one day I could use their great grievances to be reborn and explore the mysteries of the ancient city again. In order to prevent future generations from entering and exploring the ancient city buried in the sand, I arranged many entrances in various passages, but I didn't expect that there were many strange people in the world, and you still found this place. ”

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