Countless coffins of black iron were suspended in the air by arm-thick chains, stretching into the invisible darkness as far as the eye could see.

"Where's the treasure?"

Zhou Suhuan hid behind Fang Ziming and probed his brain:

"Treasures? There's nothing on the ground. ”

Chen Yuyan looked up at the black coffin on his head, and said in a deep voice: "On it." ”

As Chen Yuyan said, someone in the distance had already jumped on the coffin and opened the coffin to touch the corpse.

These coffins should be buried in the palace people, the South Vietnamese country has the custom of burying the emperor, not only the concubines of the king of Nanyue must be locked in the coffin alive, even the servants and maids who serve must be sent into the tomb.

The Emperor of Nanyue believed that after doing so, he would be able to become a king who would control the lives of countless people in the underworld after death.

There are nothing good on the first floor, if you are lucky, you can also find acquired weapons, pills and the like when you run into the coffin of the guards, and if you are unlucky, you can't find a silver or two when you pry open more than a dozen coffins.

Further on, the road ahead of you will have a fork in the road, leading in different directions.

Chen Yuyan didn't speak, waiting for Fang Ziming to make a decision.

At this time, you have to keep silent and let the protagonists give full play to their subjective initiative.

Fang Ziming pondered for a moment and chose the most central path.

After entering, the road gradually becomes narrow, and the walls on the left and right sides are hung with permanent lights.

It is said that the lamp oil of this ever-bright lamp is made from the skin and flesh of the shark people, and it can continue to burn for thousands of years.

At the end of the road was an underground palace, but it had mostly collapsed.

At this time, there were already dozens of people in the dungeon rummaging through the ruins, trying to see if they could find something good.

Chen Yuyan also followed into the underground palace, rummaging through them at will.

Suddenly, as if he had seen something, he bent down and drew a broken sword from the ruins.

"It's an innate weapon, but it's a pity that it's badly damaged and useless."

Chen Yuyan shook his head, threw the broken sword on the ground, and continued to rummage.

Two or three quarters of an hour passed, and the few of them had gained quite a bit.

Chen Yuyan rummaged through two bottles of elixir, Fang Ziming found a dagger of the day after tomorrow, and the others also had their own gains.

Just when everyone was searching for each other peacefully, a group of people poured in at the entrance of the underground palace, all of them were disciples of the Diancang Sect dressed in moon-white clothes.

This group of people didn't look very old, but they had all reached the Inner Scene Front, and there were even two older disciples who had already reached the Inner Scene Rear Realm.

At this time, this group of disciples was surrounded by a little girl in a long skirt, obviously centered on her.

This little girl looks only twenty-eight years old, although she can't be called the country's beauty and fragrance, but she is also a little delicate and lovely.

What's more, her appearance looks somewhat similar to Yang Wufeng, the "Returning Wind Dancing Willow" seen outside the tomb.

This little girl who was protected by the disciples of the Diancang faction was none other than Yang Shuimo, the daughter of Yang Yanting, the head of the Diancang faction, the "Iron Goshawk", and the half-sister of Yang Wufeng.

Yang Yanting is old and has a daughter, and the three sons of the Yang family are just such a daughter as Yang Shuimo.

Everyone in the Yang family can't love Yang Shuimo, which also makes Yang Shuimo's personality arrogant, and no one pays attention to him except his father and three elder brothers.

"Everyone inside, listen up, this underground palace has been ordered by me, everyone you know gets out quickly!"

Yang Shuimo said coquettishly, her delicate face full of arrogance.

Since she was a child, she has been the little princess of the Diancang faction, and she is well protected, but she is locked up on Diancang Mountain every day, and Yang Shuimo has long felt bored and can't stand it.

This time, I finally begged my eldest brother to take her down the mountain and explore the rivers and lakes, she will definitely make an achievement for her father and eldest brother!

Many of the remaining dozens of people were idle martial artists, and seeing that the other party was so powerful that they were still disciples of the Diancang Sect, they couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat in their hearts.

But some people were not convinced, and stood up and retorted: "Why let us go? Obviously, we came first, and this underground palace is not from your Cang faction, how can you be so domineering! ”

But the next moment, before the vocal cultivator could say anything more, he was pierced through his throat by a bow and arrow, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Domineering, I'm domineering, what's wrong?"

Yang Shuimo withdrew his bow and arrow, and snorted coldly: "I said that this is the Diancang faction, and you lowly pigs still dare to refute me." ”

"If you don't obey obediently, this is the end!"

The two interior realm warriors who followed Yang Shuimo saw this, and they were helpless.

They are a righteous faction, and the little junior sister is too unscrupulous to do this.

I was really spoiled by the boss.

But although they are Yang Shuimo's senior brothers, they don't dare to provoke her at all, with the temperament of this little devil, they make her unhappy, and when they turn around and complain to her three brothers, they have absolutely no good fruit to eat.

Forget it, it's not themselves who are unlucky anyway, and they don't bother to care.

There are only a few warriors in the rivers and lakes, and there are not many who have started the sequence, so they can't afford to turn up any strong winds and waves.

Although the remaining warriors were resentful in their hearts, they had no choice but to leave this underground palace under the playful gaze of a group of disciples of the Cang Sect.

Fang Ziming's face was expressionless, and he also left the underground palace.

Although he was also very unhappy in his heart, the situation was pressing, and if he couldn't beat people, he could only do this.

This is the rivers and lakes, whoever has the big fist is justified.

If Fang Ziming was the only one who was there, he would go up to fight no matter what, this group of people couldn't keep him, but now there were other companions who were there, and he couldn't protect him.

He had received the favor of the Su Nu faction, and promised An Zhou and his master that he would take them back safely.

"Wait, people can go, they have to leave everything they find in this dungeon."

Yang Shuimo suddenly spoke again, his eyes staring at what everyone was holding.

She had heard that there were good things hidden in the tombs, and maybe there were treasures in them waiting for her, the true goddess, to discover.

As soon as these words came out, they aroused the anger of the public.

Everyone looked at Yang Shuimo with resentment, but when they saw the disciples of the Diancang Sect around her, they lowered their heads weakly.

I had to resign myself to my fate and step forward and hand over the things I found from the dungeon one by one.

Chen Yuyan didn't say anything, and took the two bottles of pills he picked up in his hands.

Let a sleeping dog lie.

The main thing is to find the mask of the nu, and don't waste your precious time here and have meaningless entanglements with the disciples of these little gangs.

Anyway, the color of these two bottles of elixir is not very good, and it is not as good as the one he bought in the scorpion tribe.

When it was Chen Yuyan's turn, Yang Shuimo took the porcelain vase in his hand, but before he could leave, a disciple stopped him and said:

"Wait, how can I see that you just picked up more than two bottles of elixir?"

"Are you secretly hiding?"

Looking at the arrogant appearance of the gang in front of him, the anger in Chen Yuyan's heart gradually became uncontrollable.

"I just picked up two bottles, believe it or not."

Yang Shuimo frowned, raised his hand and was about to slap Chen Yuyan.

Chen Yuyan dodged away, looking at Yang Shuimo's arrogant appearance, and a sense of anger arose in his heart.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Yang Shuimo stared at Chen Yuyan, his eyes were full of disgust, he was just a lowly martial artist, why did he use such an attitude to talk to the people of their order!

It's ridiculous!

The surrounding disciples of the Diancang Sect also surrounded one after another, looking at Chen Yuyan with unkindness in their eyes.

The scattered people around also came over, but they didn't mean to cheer for Chen Yuyan at all, most of them were watching the excitement.

Chen Yuyan's eyes were cold, his heart was full of anger, his fists were clenched, and he wanted to chop everyone in front of him into minced meat.

He wants to kill people even on a rainy day, and he really doesn't know how he endured it.

The characteristic "Anger" may erupt at any time, and Chen Yuyan can only continue to suppress his anger by driving his delusional eyes.

He flipped through the package and threw it to them.

"Look for yourselves, see if there's anything else."

"The pills in it were all bought by the scorpion tribe, and there are also the marks of the scorpion tribe on them."

Yang Shuimo snorted coldly, took the package, looked at it twice, and threw it back when he thought it was okay.

"It would be nice to do this earlier, I don't know the current affairs!"

Chen Yuyan didn't reply, turned around and walked out of the dungeon with a cold face.

He repeatedly admonished himself in his heart.

Calm, calm down.

There are so many people here that it's hard to start.

In addition to these disciples of the Diancang faction, there are also dozens of scattered cultivators, and in front of everyone's eyes, Chen Yuyan has to be prepared to provoke the Diancang faction if he dares to make a move.

There is no need for this.

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will make this group of people like the barbarians before him, strung to the ground one by one!

"This earthy yellow mask is very good-looking, senior sister will show you."

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from a disciple of the Cang Sect behind him, and a thunderclap shook in Chen Yuyan's ears.

Mask?!

He turned around and saw a disciple of the Diancang Sect snatching half of the earthy yellow mask from the hands of a scattered person, and then handed it to Yang Shuimo.

Chen Yuyan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because that mask was none other than the mask he had in mind!

Isn't the Nusheng mask on the second floor of the tomb of the king of Nanyue?

How could it be found on the first floor!

Could it be that this is the entrance to the second level of the tomb?

Looking at the ruins on the other half of the dungeon, Chen Yuyan fell into deep thought.

But......

How is it only half a sheet?

Half a sheet is half a sheet, even if it is only half a sheet, it is also a mask of a young man.

Chen Yuyan turned his head to look at the mask on Yang Shuimo's hand, his eyes as fierce as a hungry wolf.

No matter what, he has to get his hands on the mask.

If you can't get it, you won't be able to get it; If you get your hands on it, you will soar into the sky in the future!

After going out of the underground palace, Fang Ziming and a few people were waiting for him outside.

They went out relatively early and didn't see Chen Yuyan confronting the Diancang faction.

"Your elixir was also taken away?"

Fang Ziming said depressedly, in addition to the dagger, he also found a few porcelain bottles, but they were all taken away by the people of the Diancang Sect.

Back at the fork, everyone's mood was a little low, and anyone who was driven out like a lost dog would not look good.

"That girl is the daughter of the head of the Diancang faction, her personality is delicate and unreasonable, and she is also well-known in southern Xinjiang, so she will endure it."

An Xi whispered, obviously knowing Yang Shuimo, and she was the first to walk out of the underground palace just now.

"Guys, I still have some things to do, so I need to be with you first."

Chen Yuyan suddenly said in a loud voice, which made Fang Ziming and the others stunned.

Zhou Suhuan was a little puzzled, "It's not Brother Chen, why did you ...... so suddenly?"

Chen Yuyan shook his head and said, "I still have some important things to do, and it is inconvenient to go with you." ”

"When it's done, I'll look for you again."

He didn't say anything to do, and seeing Chen Yuyan's resolute attitude, several of them had no choice but to give up.

Then Chen Yuyan parted ways with Fang Ziming and others.

After seeing Fang Ziming and them leave, he turned around and returned to the underground palace.

The plan was not as good as the change, and it was originally planned to follow Fang Ziming and the others to the second-floor tomb to find the Wusheng mask.

Unexpectedly, the mask of the nu appeared on the first layer, although it was only half a sheet, but it must not be allowed to slip away from his eyes!

Chen Yuyan didn't know much about the plot of the game before "Five Poisons Out of Barbarism", but he just remembered that the Scorpion Tribe was a Wusheng mask found on the second layer.

As for how you got it, it's possible that you snatched it from the Diancang faction, right?

It doesn't matter if it's right or not now, it's important to get this half of the mask in your hands.

If it is Yang Wufeng who gets the mask of "Returning to the Wind and Dancing Willows", it will be a little difficult for Chen Yuyan to get it.

But now the only one who got the mask was his sister Yang Shuimo, and a group of second-generation disciples who had just come out of the mountain.

"Hehe......"

Chen Yuyan grinned, his eyes full of monstrous anger, and held the long knife behind his back in his hand.

Then Chen Yuyan's figure gradually disappeared into the dim passage.

Originally, he was going to swallow this breath, after all, it was not worth it.

But now God has given Chen Yuyan a perfect reason to refuse.

"Dare to rob me of something, are you ready to die?!"