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Duan Yun deliberately let out a scream in front of him, and then quickly used teleportation to hide behind the Yongdao. Originally, he just wanted to use this to scare the martial artists outside, but he didn't expect these frightened birds to retreat directly.

Such a result was undoubtedly excellent for Duan Yun, and the only thing that made him feel a little guilty was that Li Fan was also concealed. But as long as he gives this little fat man enough compensation after going out, he shouldn't be too careful.

Thinking of this, Duan Yun suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. From time to time, he radiated his spiritual power, exploring areas that might be valuable to him, and soon a huge stone gate appeared in his perception.

The stone gate was extremely thick, and on the left and right sides of the stone gate stood six straight skeletons. I don't know how many years have passed since these skeletons, and the skeletons are covered with dust, but Zhou's body is not broken, and it is obvious that his strength is not weak during his lifetime.

The twelve skeleton soldiers were all the same height, each holding a spear in their hands, which shone with a cold light in the light of the night pearl on the wall. As Duan Yun approached, a strong internal force fluctuation erupted from above their bones.

"Earth Bone Golem!"

Duan Yun immediately knew the origin of these skeletons, after the Great Puppet Technique was completed, it could enslave all things, and skeletons were naturally no exception. From this point of view alone, the owner of this palace is anything but ordinary.

Since it was delivered to the door, Duan Yun was also unceremoniously. If it was based on strength alone, he would never be the opponent of these twelve high-level skeletons, but fortunately, they were only puppets, especially the puppets whose masters had fallen, and it was naturally much easier to subdue them than to make puppets from living people, so it didn't take much time for Duan Yun to put them into the spirit bag and use them as companions for the white bones.

With these twelve thugs, Duan Yun's heart was much more steady. He slowly pushed open the stone door, and an ancient aura came to his face.

It is a very luxuriously renovated hall with everything you need. The most striking thing is a chair carved out of gold in the middle of the room, in which an old man with a white beard sits upright.

This old man didn't know how many years he had been dead, but his face was the same as before, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't feel the slightest breath of the living from him, Duan Yun almost thought that the person sitting opposite him was a living person.

After searching for a long time, Duan Yun didn't find anything valuable in the hall. He sighed and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, Duan Yun suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. For the alchemist, this situation would only appear when his spiritual power was extremely consumed, but at the moment, he hadn't done anything, so how could such a huge amount of spiritual power disappear out of thin air without him noticing?

"Oh no, there's something weird in this hall!"

Duan Yun knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed out. However, the tragedy is that the stone door that he originally pushed open has quietly closed at some point, blending into the surrounding walls, and there is no gap in it.

"Little doll, don't panic, the old man has no malicious intentions, he just borrowed some of your mental power!" an old voice sounded suddenly.

Duan Yun was taken aback, he clearly knew that in this closed hall, there was no second living person, so where did this voice come from?

Following the voice, Duan Yun locked his gaze on the old man's corpse. He was shocked to find that there was a faint fluctuation on the body of the old man who had been dead for many years, and the closed eyes had been opened at this moment!

"I didn't expect to wait for many years, and at the moment when the last cemetery was opened, I finally waited for someone with good qualifications, and it was not in vain for the old man to calculate!"

The old man looked at Duan Yun, and a smile of relief appeared on his lifeless face.

Duan Yun boldly asked, "Senior, could it be that no one has been here before?"

"Not really, every time my graveyard is opened, people will come. No, they're over there!" the old man said, pointing his hand, and a platform appeared in front of Duan Yun.

There were no living people on the platform, but there were skeletons of various shapes. Judging from the posture they maintained, they all experienced a violent struggle before they died, and they were obviously full of all kinds of unwillingness.

Looking at Duan Yun's vigilant gaze, the old man said slowly:

"My hall itself is a large array, and after thousands of years of consumption, there is not much energy left. Every time my graveyard surfaced, some people would come, but no one could satisfy me, and a lot of energy in the formation was wasted. In order to be able to maintain the formation, I had to drain the energy in their bodies, and this is their corpse......"

"Seniors are not afraid of the heavens when they do this?"

"Oh my God, angry people, let me ask you, if you had to sacrifice a small number of people's lives in exchange for a chance to save the world, what would you choose?"

"This ......" Duan Yun was stunned. He had never thought about this issue before, so he didn't know how to refute the words of the Heavenly Evil Son for a while.

"Hmph! Those who achieve great things are not informal. I am accustomed to seeing too many hypocrites, who put the people in danger of fire and water in order to protect the interests of the part. If you want to be an extraordinary person, you need to have extraordinary means, and blindly the kindness of a woman is destined to be useless!"

Although the words of the Heavenly Evil Son were a bit extreme, they were like a stone, causing ripples in Duan Yun's heart. There is no end to the good and the perfect in the world, but who can really distinguish between good and evil?

"The teachings of the seniors must be remembered by the younger generations"

Although there was still some resistance, Duan Yun had invisibly begun to understand the Heavenly Evil Son's approach, and he also respected a lot in his words.

Listening to Duan Yun's words, the expression of the Heavenly Evil Son softened and said, "I know that it is a little difficult to let you understand these truths for a while, but you will slowly understand it in the future." Your little mental strength is not enough for me to support me for too long, so let's get down to business first, I don't know what kind of opportunity you came here to find? If your answer doesn't suit the old man's taste, I'm afraid you'll have to go home empty-handed......"

"The junior wants to practice marksmanship, but unfortunately he doesn't have the corresponding gun skills, this time he just wants to try his luck......" Duan Yun hesitated for a moment and said.

"The gun is the king of soldiers, the old man has been immersed in this way for many years before his death, and a fire cloud gun is daunting. Alas, it's a pity ......" The Heavenly Evil Son's eyes lit up when he heard this, but then his expression darkened.

"Fire Cloud Gun?"

Duan Yun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

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