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The Lord of the Nine Shades reminded him and then retreated, leaving no trace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Qinghan knew that the afterimage was terrifying, it turned out to be the tomb guardian of the three generations of witch gods, and how long it was since now, it is estimated that only the Lord of the Nine Shadows knows.

After five generations of witch gods, there is no witch god born, and the witch race is almost extinct, and there is a branch of the endless plane, and the birth is also a lingering life, and it is impossible to present the myth of the ancient witch race.

Ye Qinghan owes the Wu clan, at least to Beique'er, Beique'er was killed, and his soul entered the land of the Nine Shadows, but Feng Wuxian was not found through his master, and Beique'er's soul reincarnation was missing.

"Que'er, I don't know if you have been reincarnated, let alone where to find you, but I will try my best to help the Wu Clan find the ancient inheritance to comfort your heroic spirit!" Ye Qinghan said hoarsely, muttering to himself, watching the afterimage disappear without a trace when it disappeared into a bare valley, so he cautiously followed in.

The valley is plain, it looks no different from the valley outside, a few weeds are entrenched in the middle of the mountainside, the traces of millions of years have made it difficult to grow here, there are no caves, no tombstones, nothing!

"This is where the bones of the three generations of witch gods are buried?" Ye Qinghan was a little puzzled, and kept scanning the surroundings, but still didn't find any entrance.

"The Lord of the Nine Shadows said that this is the place where the bones of the three generations of witch gods are buried, then it must be, let me see, there must be a way to hide the bones of the three generations of witch gods of the witch clan, otherwise it would have been discovered by others a long time ago, where would it be our turn to find an opportunity?" said the divine bird excitedly.

Being able to hunt for treasures is the lifelong dream of the Divine Bird, and if it can dig up the graves of three generations of witch gods, its achievements will definitely surpass the ancestors!

The divine bird swore and looked around, there was a high mountain in front of him, blocking the way, indicating that the afterimage had indeed disappeared here, Ye Qinghan was also looking, and he didn't find anything special here after looking for a long time.

The curse of the witch god became clearer and clearer, no matter how much Ye Qinghan diverted his attention, he couldn't shield the curse, the black mist silk wrapped around the godhead again, wrapped the heavy mad knife, and a fire ignited on the back of the knife, and the eleventh grade divine fire burned the filthy evil qi into nothingness, emitting a foul smell, making the divine bird roll its eyes.

Ye Qinghan closed his eyes and listened to the source of the curse sound, ethereal, as if coming from the ground, and as if from the sky, from every corner in all directions, he opened his eyes helplessly, looking at the staggered stones, most of which had been smoothed out by the years, and new mountains and rocks were born.

Suddenly, Ye Qinghan's eyes were fixed on a huge stone, which contained endless vicissitudes and history, and it was impossible to know the age.

"It is impossible for a stone to stand there for millions of years without destruction, and if it can stand there for millions of years without destruction, it must be a stone that has been specially treated. Ye Qinghan raised his feet and walked to the halfway point of the mountain in front of him, it almost merged with the mountain, and it was the same as an ordinary stone, except that the history on it was longer than other mountain rocks, and others might not care at all when they saw it.

Ye Qinghan waved his heavy frenzy, and gently probed, and found that the stone was not easy to be destroyed, as long as he used his divine power to slam the stone, the stone would emit a great avenue texture and bounce the divine power away.

"This is it!" Ye Qinghan said softly.

The divine bird flew around the stone a few times curiously, and couldn't help but wonder that in the name of its divine bird, it didn't find anything special about this stone, and how it hid the huge tomb of the witch god.

Ye Qinghan put away his heavy mania, stretched out his hand to pull up the stone, and found that he couldn't pull it at all, even if he couldn't move it with all his strength, he turned his head left and right a few times, and found that he still didn't move, so he couldn't help but look at it curiously and think.

"Try smashing it down. The mythical bird fell from the sky and stepped on it fiercely.

Wow!

The mountain suddenly split into two, and a huge black hole appeared, which directly swallowed Ye Qinghan, and before Ye Qinghan could react, the mountain was one.

Rumble!

The sight was pitch black, Ye Qinghan fell directly, and hit the stone slab, his body was sore, as if a mortal had fallen from a high altitude.

Alas......

The divine bird screamed, its head hit the ground first, dizzy, and a little unsteady on its feet.

Ye Qinghan's eyes widened, looking at the dark space, he couldn't see his five fingers, as if in a completely closed space, his toes moved, as if he was stepping on the bones, and the crisp sound of breaking bones was endless.

Then came the silence!

It's like hell here! No sound, no life, no sunshine, nothing!

"Fire!"

Ye Qinghan whispered, his fingertips moved, and a wisp of flame appeared on his finger, illuminating the distance of more than ten meters, and the flame on his fingertips moved gently, shocking him, there is wind here, indicating ventilation!

"This is not a closed space, aren't we under the mountain just now?" Ye Qinghan was shocked, looked around, and found that this place was like a huge underground palace, with strange buildings, all of them were ancient buildings, the oil lamps had already been extinguished, and a passage was blocked by a stone tablet in the center of the road.

Ye Qinghan stepped forward to look at the stele and found that there was not a word on the stele, only three shocking sword marks.

Wordless sword monument!

Ye Qinghan frowned, a little unsure of what the meaning of this sword tablet was here.

Re-lit the oil lamp, Ye Qinghan saw that this underground palace was more luxurious than any palace hall he had ever seen, and everything had a history of millions of years and was preserved to this day.

One corpse and one body is all over the place, some are holding artifacts in their hands, some are strangled to death by themselves, and the golden bones of Sen Sen are full of mysteries and mysteries, all of which are powerful gods in the middle of the extreme!

Ye Qinghan raised his eyes and turned around, looking at the stone gate, a few big characters that grabbed people's hearts made his pupils shrink, and he took several steps back.

"Tomb of the Witch God, the one who enters is dead!"

Knock knock knock......

A few big characters pierced Ye Qinghan's heart like a divine weapon, his heartbeat accelerated, looking at the bones of a strong man, their deaths were very tragic, it can be seen from the skull that these people were either scared to death or starved to death!

The gods also need to replenish energy, if they don't take energy for a year or two, maybe there is nothing to do, and the divine power is enough to support it, but it will have an impact in ten or eight years, and it will go crazy in a thousand years or a hundred years, and it will be 100,000 years or even a million years?

After a long time, Ye Qinghan found that he couldn't cultivate here, there was no divine energy, no spiritual energy, and when he finished eating the spiritual fruit elixir on his body, he could only wait for death.

"No, I have to find a way to get out quickly!" Ye Qinghan said in a low voice.

At this moment, the Divine Bird found a Qiankun Ring from this huge palace, and after the Emperor's Blood recognized the Lord, he put away all the artifacts scattered on the ground and the low-level secret techniques of the Wu Clan, these low-level secret techniques were only relative to the three generations of Wu Gods, but for Ye Qinghan, or for the current mythical plane, it was definitely a treasure secret technique!

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