"Boy, hand over the things, this golden sarcophagus and the treasures sealed inside are not for you to enjoy. ”

The national teacher Jiang Tongsheng walked over slowly, and also recognized Ye Chuan in disguise.

Ye Chuan couldn't see his facial features with a wide hat on his head, but for a master of the level of the national teacher Jiang Tongsheng, let alone disguise, even if he cast the Nine Transformations Heavenly Demon to become another person, it would be difficult to hide it in front of them. Appearance can be changed, but the unique aura and divine soul fluctuations are unique, and everyone is different.

"What if, don't hand it over?" Ye Chuan asked, his feet sinking deep into the ground, but the Heaven Swallowing Talisman in his body spun suddenly, and he slowly straightened his waist under the pressure of the two super masters.

National Teacher Jiang Tongsheng was a little surprised, looking at Ye Chuan, whose cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, his eyes flashed with appreciation, and he said lightly: "I said, this is not something you can enjoy, even if you grab it, you can't keep it." If you don't hand it over, will you be able to walk out of this Maharaja's tomb today?"

Ye Chuan was silent, looking at the situation around him, his heart became heavier and heavier.

But who can be willing to snatch the thing and hand it over like this?

Ye Chuan was unwilling, this was not his style, and he calmly thought about how to deal with it.

The national teacher Jiang Tongsheng no longer urged, giving Ye Chuan time to think about it, but Qing Tianhou waited a little impatiently, took a step forward and said in a murderous voice: "Boy, hand over the golden sarcophagus to pay allegiance to Ben Hou, this is the only way for you to live." Otherwise, you will die a miserable death, and your sect will be uprooted!"

The sky is full of murderous energy, erecting a halberd and ready to move, like a killing god, he is about to kill.

Sensing this cold murderous aura, Ye Chuan didn't say anything, and many fire spirits became a little restless, and the red light on their bodies seemed to turn into clusters of scorching flames.

"Hand over the golden sarcophagus to me, and I will ensure your glory and wealth so that Your Majesty will crown you as a cloud and mist, and ensure the safety of you and your sect, how about it?"

The national teacher Jiang Tongsheng continued to walk forward, slowly getting closer and closer, and without waiting for Ye Chuan to answer the oppression of Qing Tianhou, he took the lead in throwing out a rich temptation.

One is fierce and murderous, and the other makes a tempting promise with Yan Yuese, also for the golden sarcophagus on Ye Chuan's shoulder, the strategies of the two super masters are completely different.

Qingtianhou is indifferent and arrogant, it seems that in his eyes, everyone in the world is an ant, the national teacher Jiang Tongsheng is different, the goal is not easy to give up, but he can make certain compromises and concessions.

Ye Chuan, who just looked like he was going to die, suddenly became a sweet spot that the two super masters competed for.

The ground continued to shake, and patches of red magma erupted from the ground from time to time, and everyone's eyes stayed on Ye Chuan to see how he chose.

Ye Chuan didn't answer, he was silent, and he seemed to be embarrassed.

Surrounded by heavy surrounds, it is almost impossible to leave with the golden sarcophagus. Whether to hand over the golden sarcophagus to Qingtianhou or to the national teacher Jiang Tongsheng is a difficult question. Give it to Qingtianhou, and in the future, if you send someone to the fence, you have to listen to Qingtianhou's orders; if you hand over the things to the national teacher Jiang Tongsheng, you will completely offend Qingtianhou, and in the future, Xingshi will only be afraid that the sect will not be protected.

"Boy, one last chance, hand over the things, otherwise, you will die today, and no one can save you!"

Qing Tianhou took another step forward, less than seven meters away from Ye Chuan, and his murderous aura became more and more impatient and couldn't wait.

The shaking of the ground became more and more intense, and the forbidden fluctuations that filled the air became heavier, and if this continued, no one knew what kind of changes would appear in the tomb of the Maharaja. In the event of the appearance of a guardian more powerful than the fire elves, I am afraid that no one will be able to get more dreams from the golden sarcophagus.

"It's not impossible to hand over this golden sarcophagus, but I have to find a lost partner first and ask him if he agrees. ”

Ye Chuan threw the golden sarcophagus on the ground, looking like he had to cut his love, and then, out of nowhere, he took out a conch, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, the voice was soft but spread far away, as if he was really calling for his partner who was lost in the Flame Mountain.

This kid is quite self-aware!

The eyes of the scattered cultivators and demons who were watching lit up, looking at the golden sarcophagus that Ye Chuan threw on the ground, a pair of eyes quickly became fanatical and saw the opportunity. The breaths of the two super masters, Qing Tianhou and National Teacher Jiang Tongsheng, gradually tightened, and they glanced at each other, urging each other's strength fluctuations to the extreme. Now, the golden sarcophagus has become ownerless again, back to the time when the golden sarcophagus was just erupting from the ground and everyone could fight for it.

Many fire elves also stirred, and the tight formation loosened, but instead of finding an opportunity to strike first, they suddenly walked like drunk.

Tomb Conch!

While everyone was focusing on the golden sarcophagus, Ye Chuan sacrificed the ancient tomb conch that he had won in the Huangsha Ancient City not long ago, and tried to launch a large-scale sound attack. In the face of the siege and the coercion of the two super masters, this is the only way to break through! As soon as the conch sounded, the first to hit was not an ordinary casual cultivator, but a large number of murderous fire spirits close at hand.

"Oh no, this conch is weird!"

"This kid is cheating, be careful!"

Many scattered cultivators and demons reacted, and subconsciously exclaimed, wanting to rush up and take the opportunity to snatch the golden sarcophagus on the ground, but they all felt like the world was spinning. In an instant, there was silence all around, and the red magma could no longer be seen, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"Kill!"

Qing Tianhou shouted loudly, raised his halberd and rushed towards Ye Chuan, and the first time he felt that something was wrong, he immediately launched a ferocious attack.

With a bang, the ground suddenly shook violently, and reddish magma rose into the sky.

The murderous Qingtian slipped under his feet and almost fell to the ground, and in an instant, all the exclamations of the people disappeared, and only the strange sound of the conch sounded in his head, faintly inducing people to sleep. Looking up, Ye Chuan was close in front of him, but his figure became three, four...... , the world is spinning.

Airplanes......

The cold sword light flashed in the air, and the sky was dizzy for a moment, but he still slashed hard. The blade slashed across Ye Chuan's body, bringing a large rain of blood.

"It's a good day, in the future, I will let you pay it back!"

Ye Chuan snorted, reached out and picked up the golden sarcophagus on the ground, and slapped the palm of his hand the heavenly spirit cover of a fire elf. The moment the latter fell, a ring of fire fell out of his body, and a space-time portal appeared beside him. Ye Chuan didn't even care about this fire ring that was within reach, it was important to escape, he raised his legs and stepped into the gate of time and space, and his figure disappeared in a flash.