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A streamer shuttled through the ancient tomb at an extreme speed, without the slightest spatial resistance, and when the tomb was out of the way, one of the streamers just waved the long sword in his hand, and a spatial crack was immediately cut out in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know how many burial chambers the tear has passed, and the streamer still has no intention of stopping.

The whirring wind kept ringing in his ears, and along the way, Fang Qian had been guessing the true identity of the person in front of him. Except that the back is a little familiar, I don't see any clue, this person can save himself in the hands of the man in black and traumatize one of them, his strength must be extraordinary.

After thinking about it for a long time, to no avail, Fang Qian directly gave up guessing. He looked down, and the burial chamber below was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

Just as he continued to watch the darkness, the mysterious man in front of him said lightly: "Close your eyes! If you don't want the two of us to be sucked into the darkness, be honest!"

Fang Qian's words frightened Fang Qian into a cold sweat, and he quickly closed his eyes and didn't open them anymore.

After passing through a few more burial chambers, the mysterious man's speed began to slow down, as if he had encountered some resistance, he grabbed Fang Qian's arm with his left hand, raised the long sword in his hand with his right hand and slashed ahead, and the sharp sword light quickly swept away the countless small stones flying in front of him.

Bang...

The long sword slashed, the sword light flashed, and the small stones in the air slammed into powder.

The mysterious man snorted coldly, his toes were lightly tapped, and his body posture was as elegant as a butterfly in a flower, and he landed lightly on a boulder.

Fang Qian's feet landed on the ground, and his hanging heart finally landed, but he still didn't dare to look at it because of his caution, until the mysterious man said coldly, "You can open your eyes", he didn't open it.

Ah, after seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Qian retreated again and again in surprise, and almost fell to the ground. At this moment, they are in a dark space, the space is as vast as the universe, they are as small as a drop in the ocean, and their feet are not the earth, but a slightly larger pumice stone.

There are countless large and small pumice stones around, the largest is the one they step on, which can accommodate more than a dozen people to stand, and the smallest is only the size of a fist.

The mysterious man in front of him slowly turned around, looked at Fang Qian and smiled.

Ah, Fang Qian was taken aback again, more surprised than the first time.

"Old... Great!" After a long time, Fang Qian squeezed out two words between his teeth. The mysterious person in front of him was none other than his boss Yang Guangyi, but Yang Guangyi at this time was a little different from usual, and the fierce momentum exuded by his body was enough to melt him away, and his eyes were less gentle and more sharp.

The long sword in Yang Guangyi's hand glowed blue, and countless points of light flashed one after another, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

Every time the blue sword flashed, Fang Qian felt the coldness emanating from the sword's body overwhelm him, he was sure that as long as the boss made a move, he would definitely not be able to stop his sword!

Yang Guangyi put away his long sword and said with a smile: "Naturally it's me!"

With a smile, Fang Qian felt that the previous boss was back again, but he couldn't help but take a step back and said, "Are you really the boss?

Yang Guangyi said: "After this incident, I will definitely give you a simple explanation! However, the Falling Cloud Sect can't go back!"

Fang Qian suddenly said angrily: "Your strength is so strong, why don't you save a thousand sins?

"Shut up!" Yang Guangyi changed his normal state and became furious.

Fang Qian was stunned, in his impression, Yang Guangyi had never been angry.

Yang Guangyi knew that he had lost his temper, smiled slightly, and explained: "Those two black-clothed soul cultivators are not from Panzhou, Northern Qing Dynasty, they are very vicious, although I am not afraid of them, but I am not the opponent of the two of them!" After saying this, his face was much gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "I can only save one person in the situation at that time, you and a thousand sins, I want to save you the most!"

Fang Qian asked, "I'm afraid you're not from Panzhou in the Northern Qing Dynasty, right? With your strength, you're willing to commit yourself to being a disciple in the Luoyun Sect, who are you, can I still trust you?"

Yang Guangyi sneered: "Fang Qian, I still say the same thing, after this incident, I will definitely give you an explanation! You just need to remember one thing, I saved your life!"

Yes, this is enough, the boss saved my life, if he really has ill will towards me, why take the risk to save himself? Fang Qian froze in place, looking at the familiar stranger in front of him, and was silent for a long time.

Yang Guangyi threw down a sentence and a bottle of elixir, tore the space and left here: "You can stay here to cultivate during this time, your strength has been stagnant for a long time, and it is safe here!"

Fang Qian opened the medicine bottle with a hint of doubt, and a strange fragrance entered his nostrils, and his body shook, extremely comfortable. He was slightly startled, this bottle was full of second-grade pills, there were more than twenty of them, and this was too big! So many second-grade pills were enough for him to rush to the six-star poison spirit!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Fang Qian sat cross-legged, swallowed a few pills in one gulp, and began to refine and absorb!

In a burial chamber in the ancient tomb, the iron-blooded bronze corpse rushed towards several poisonous spirits, and with a few bangs, several strong people were directly killed by the explosion.

There were dozens of people in the entire tomb, most of them were poisonous spirits, and before they could figure out what the situation was, the iron-blooded bronze corpse had turned into a vicious wind and attacked them.

In the distance, Barbarian Yong and Monstrosity stood side by side, looking faintly at the iron-blooded bronze corpse and killing it. They were in a good mood, and the strength of the iron-blooded bronze corpse was even more terrifying than they expected.

The strength of the iron-blooded bronze corpse six-star poison general was enough to crush everyone present, and after more than ten breaths, there was no living person here except for the corpse, except for the two of Manyong and Monstrosity.

Monstrosity clapped his hands and said, "It's done, let's go, move on!"

Manyong smiled, and left the tomb with him carrying the iron-blooded bronze corpse.