Wang Fan stroked the tombstone, as if he was touching his relatives, which was completely different from his ruthlessness against Yang Chen, and he was helpless like a child at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Leng Mengjie and Xuan Meng could feel Wang Fan's deep sadness, how could he cry?

Azema's expression was complicated, and she also felt Wang Fan's sadness.

"I don't believe you're dead. Wang Fan gritted his teeth and went directly to dig the grave with his hands.

Seeing this scene, the three girls were all shocked.

"What are you doing?" Leng Mengjie took a few steps forward.

Xuanmeng, who was also going forward, was stunned, she really didn't expect Leng Mengjie to know Wang Fan.

Many people noticed that the two peerless beauties ran to Wang Fan one after another, and the young man was digging a grave.

Ye Zi, both women saw the name on the tombstone, needless to say, this is a woman's name.

"What are you doing?" Leng Mengjie was very angry and wanted to pull Wang Fan.

"Fuck off. ”

Wang Fan shook her off and kept throwing the grave soil with his hands.

Leng Mengjie retreated, she could feel Wang Fan's deep sadness, what the hell was going on with him? Could it be that he really knew the owner of the tombstone?

Wang Fan has always given him the feeling of being very mysterious, so mysterious that a casual finger can make her swordsmanship improve by leaps and bounds, and he is very bold, kissing himself at the sword cultivation conference, no one can do this kind of courage.

She hated Wang Fan, but sometimes she couldn't hate it, especially now, she found that the young man was very lonely.

Sometimes Leng Mengjie can't even figure it out, he is just a fifteen-year-old boy, and he is already eighteen years old, it stands to reason that the other party is a little brother, and she won't care too much.

"What do you do! Don't disturb the rest of the dead. Someone said angrily.

Wang Fan continued to dig, he wanted to dig out a truth.

In the end, Wang Fan dug up a coffin, and his heart twitched and pulled the coffin out.

Everyone was taken aback by Wang Fan's behavior, and it was too late to stop him.

Wang Fan lifted the lid of the coffin, his head "boomed", and there was nothing inside.

"There are no bodies. The two women were also stunned.

Wang Fan trembled his hands and took out a purple jade pendant in the coffin, and the moment he saw the jade pendant, he wanted to cry.

Everyone was puzzled when they saw him take out a purple jade pendant and cry like a child.

"The knight is coming. Someone exclaimed.

Everyone was shocked, the knight's strength surpassed all the people, and if he was surrounded, he would die without a body.

"Let's go. Xuan Meng exclaimed.

In the dark ancient road, a group of lifeless knights appeared, they were tall, dressed in rotten ancient armor, and rode down their three-meter-high war horses, like a small mountain.

The knight at the front slashed at a male cultivator with a sword, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of the person's Spirit Condensation Realm couldn't even block a blow, and was directly split in half.

Then, the war sword in the knight's hand was thrown, with a sound of breaking the sky, and with a "poof", a female cultivator was nailed to the ground motionless, her expression was the horror before death, and the blood flowed into the soil with the war sword.

No one can escape calmly and frantically.

"Fight with them. ”

Some people roared and resisted, and the absurdity was exhausted, a fierce lion, several ancient blades, and all kinds of colors.

However, only one knight came out, riding a war horse and directly collided with him, and two of them were trampled to death by the war horse in an instant, their stomachs were trampled to rot, and the other was knocked into the air, and their bodies were shattered.

It was all a massacre.

Feng Luo stared at Azema and roared, "It's you, it's you who led us to this place. ”

"Bang!"

Feng Luo was directly knocked away by the war horse, and was caught by another knight in mid-air, and he was thrown on the war horse very casually after fainting, and walked away.

"Brother Prince. Li Ling'er cried, was caught by a knight, carried and taken away.

"Ling'er. ”

Li Qiutian roared angrily and strode past the knight in front of him, but before he could catch up, he was knocked down by a knight with a punch and fell into a bloody coma.

The scene was too chaotic, there were only seven or eight of these knights, and they wiped out their group of Tianjiao, killing and caught.

"No...... Don't kill me. Yang Chen was frightened and was taken away by the knight by the neck.

Behind Wu Yi, a blood moon appeared, and a withered devil's claw grabbed a knight, and he wanted to kill a knight before he died.

However, it couldn't be as he wished, and the knight's ancient armor was not something that could be shaken by the claws of the devil at all.

Leng Mengjie was also making the last resistance, she had awakened the Martial Arts Heavenly Book, and she exploded into unprecedented strength, and the chest of a knight was smashed by a palm.

But the knight felt no pain, and knocked her unconscious and took her away.

Xuanmeng was also taken away, Agure, Azema has no ability to resist at all.

Wang Fan looked at a knight coming towards him, he turned into a streamer, the speed was incredible, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before he could let go, a knight actually rode a war horse, following closely behind him, and his pupils shrank.

"Boom!!"

The war horse collided, and Wang Fan vomited blood and flew out a long way.

Immediately afterwards, the knight dismounted, his body fell to the ground, and with a tremor, the hand of the grinding disc was about to press directly on his head.

Ancient Demon Fist.

Wang Fan roared, this punch was surging with demonic energy, and it collided with the knight's big hand, and the knight was forced to take a few steps back.

The knight hissed, and shook his hand humanely, obviously hurt by a punch, and he could feel that he was very angry, which surprised Wang Fan.

The other knights were like dead creatures, without a trace of life, but the knight who was chasing him felt as if he had a spirit, which only made his heart even colder.

Sure enough, this knight was very angry, took a step, and directly held down Wang Fan, and pressed down with his heavy body, so that Wang Fan almost didn't vomit blood.

He sensed that the knight was taking revenge on himself.

Wang Fan decided to make the last struggle, and when he died with the knight, a voice suddenly said in his head.

"Don't move. ”

Did the knight speak?

No, it's a familiar sound.

Isn't this the voice of the ancient stone?

Wang Fan was dumbfounded.

This knight, with faint green eyes, winked at Wang Fan.

"I'll rub!"

Wang Fan almost scolded his mother, and he can now be sure that the knight who held him down was indeed Gu Tong.

Wang Fan was very surprised, but he tacitly agreed with Gu Yan, he did not move, pretending to be seriously injured, and was carried away by Gu Yan's knight on a war horse.

Soon, they were far away from the tomb and going deeper.

Wang Fan had too many doubts in his heart, but obviously, Gu Yan couldn't speak, not even the transmission of divine consciousness, he had used the transmission to keep himself from moving, but he didn't dare to speak after that.

Wang Fan squinted, he saw many knights, and the ones who came back were all carrying one or two, either carrying them or knocking them out.

"What the hell is going on. Wang Fan wanted to ask Gu Yan too much at this time.

Soon, the knights led the unconscious man into a large canyon, flanked by a bottomless abyss, cold and dark, with only a straight rock leading into the canyon.

At the end of the rocky road, at the entrance, two ten-meter-tall rotten knights stood straight with large iron swords in their hands, their eyes radiating a cold light.

Not a little angry, all the knights are like a puppet, so who created them.

Passing over the big knight, Wang Fan could feel a cold chill, and the big knight on his left stared at him coldly, and at that moment, Wang Fan's spirit was almost gone.

Wang Fan's heart was beating wildly, and that moment was even more shocking than making him fight.

Moreover, Wang Fan could feel that the knights transformed into Gu Yan were also very nervous, and when they crossed the big knights, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Enter the Grand Canyon and see at a glance ahead.

The Iron Lock Ancient Road, below is a bottomless abyss, and the iron locks are connected to each other, and there are suspended peaks towering, there are too many of them, and there is no end in sight.

The knights went up the ropeway and lowered the stunned youths into the peaks, each with a coffin.

Then, Wang Fan saw the knight put the person into the coffin and quietly stood by the side.

Wang Fan was taken to a mountain peak, where there was also a coffin, and the knight was very violent, and his big hands tried to stuff him into the coffin.

Wang Fan was already on guard, and directly stepped on the knight's chest, landed on the ground, and cursed: "Dead alpaca, what do you want to do?"

The knight glared at him, and Gu Yan's voice smiled strangely: "Boy, Gu Ye will give you a great transformation." ”

", tell me what the hell is going on?"

Wang Fan looked at the coffin.