Zhou An nodded, it seems that Qi Tian's skinning skills have improved a lot, and he can actually use the human skin of the Xuanyuan clan to cover the smell of corpses on the female demon's body, which Zhou An did not expect.

"The two of them are over there, you take them over."

"I'll take care of the tomb."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Qi to respond, Zhou An entered the ancient tomb step by step, and as his figure disappeared into the ancient tomb, the gate of the ancient tomb also fell.

The tomb door of the ancient tomb not only weighs 10,000 catties, but if you want to open the tomb door, you must have the blood of the corpse, otherwise, this tomb door will not be able to open no matter what.

Of course, with the exception of the drought, the original intention of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to build this ancient tomb was not to trap the drought.

After entering the ancient tomb, Zhou An walked down the steps and soon came to the first floor of the ancient tomb.

Each floor of the tomb is an empty space, and nothing else.

On the first floor, the oil lamp on the wall had been lit, and as far as the eye could see, all you could see was a sarcoma-like thing agitating in the corner, as if breathing.

Zhou An stepped forward slowly, and from a distance, this thing looked like a big sarcoma, but when he walked in, it was actually a bunch of human skins wrapped together.

With a "poof", a blue flame ignited from Zhou An's fingers.

When the blue flame approached those human skins, a piercing scream reached Zhou An's ears, and more than two dozen souls rushed over with teeth and claws.

Zhou An's fingers are connected, every time he clicks, there will be a soul that is burned to ashes, even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will be absorbed into Zhou An's eyes, and these skins are all taken off by Qi Tian and left here.

As for whether Lian Shan and the others came in, Zhou An didn't know, but judging from Yang Qi's reaction, Lian Shan and his party should not have arrived yet, and there was only one guide from the town in their gang, if the guide knew that they wanted to come to the ancient tomb, the consequences could be imagined.

Looking at the sarcoma-like thing that was still wriggling in front of him, Zhou An directly reached out and grabbed it, those human skins seemed to know the power of the blue flames, and they scattered and fled in an instant, or stuck to the wall, or stuck to the ground, and some even swam in the direction of the exit.

There was only a painting scroll left in front of Zhou An's eyes.

"Slave maid to meet Lord Zhou."

The painting scroll floated in the air on its own, slowly unfolded, and looked at Zhou An, and there was a Qingqi woman in the painting who was half hiding her face.

"Where's Qi Tian?"

Zhou An asked coldly, the blue flames on the tips of his fingers turned into several strands and flew out from his fingertips, landing accurately on the skins of those who had escaped, and the wails of pain spread throughout the first layer of the ancient tomb, but soon they were quiet again.

On the first floor of this ancient tomb, there is only this picture scroll, and it is the strange woman Chi Lian in the painting who has been suppressed.

It is said that this Chi Lian is made of powder on one of the horns of the candle dragon, and between a smile and a smile, it can make people addicted to it, regardless of men and women, young and old, once half of the summer, were all Gu by Chi Lian.

Those people lived in the sweet dreams that Chi Lian had woven for them, and even if someone would be sucked every day, there was no word about it.

"Lord Zhou, my illusion is useless against Qi Tian, he used these skins to trap me and go to the second layer."

Chi Lian was captured by Zhou An and specially put into the ancient tomb, to be honest, Zhou An really had no good way to deal with Chi Lian, and he could only vent his anger for those who died tragically, so he had to be put into the ancient tomb.

This Chi Lian is immortal and immortal, and it took Zhou An a lot of twists and turns to catch her, and finally asked for help from a senior monk to trap Chi Lian in this picture scroll.

Although Chi Lian was trapped, Chi Lian's magical magic was not trapped, but he couldn't get out of the ancient tomb, and it was naturally useless to have that kind of magic.

"Chi Lian, have you complained about being here all these years?"

"If you go back to your lordship, the slave and maid dare not complain, and the slave and maid deserve this fate."

Chi Lian was in the picture scroll, her voice was honestly frightened, if it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't get out of the picture scroll, she would have knelt down for Zhou An a long time ago.

Yes, Zhou An really can't kill her completely, but Zhou An can torture her, and that feeling that life is worse than death makes Chi Lian's body tremble unstoppably every time he thinks about it.

"My lord, can you change the place where I am imprisoned?"

"The one at the bottom has been moving so frequently during this period of time, and the slave doesn't want to be a funeral."