Chapter 729: Bloodline Suppression

He Ran pinched my throat, and a wave of anger gradually appeared in his voice, "Your name is He Ziwu?" The younger generation dared to be so rude. ”

Venus began to rise in front of my eyes, and my throat bone felt like it was about to be broken by him.

Am I going to die today in this deep tomb?

I tried to use all my strength to resist, but no matter how strong I was, the strength of my body seemed to be gone, and I was just a mortal with no power in his hands at this moment.

I panicked in my heart, but I heard He Ran sneer in a mechanical and slow tone.

"Since you are a descendant of my He family, in front of my ancestor, your strength will naturally not be able to exert itself, go on the road with peace of mind, child, maybe I will resurrect you in the future."

I finally ran out of strength, and the treasure lock in my hand easily broke free, and flew steadily into He Ran's hand.

Although my ability has indeed improved a lot in these days, hearing He Ran's words, I have an epiphany.

It's only because I am a descendant of the He family and I have the blood of the ancestors of the He family flowing in my body, so he can easily suppress me.

From the strength with which He Ran pinched me, I could sense that if I could exert my power at this moment, then even though this He Ran was an ancestor with more than three hundred years of cultivation, he was still not my opponent, and even he was not as good as any of the twelve great postmen.

It's just because of this terrible bloodline suppression that I can't do anything.

I was about to fall into a fainting convulsion, when a golden light suddenly burst out of the treasure lock, penetrated the tomb, and quickly dissipated into all parts of the tomb.

Oops, in this way, all the ancient corpses in the tomb will have to wake up.

It was at this moment that I mentioned an exclamation in the distance outside the tomb gate.

Then came all sorts of strange cries, screams, yawns, laughter, and wails, all of which sounded stiff, neither coherent nor real, and the sounds intersected and struck my eardrums again and again before I was about to faint.

I was not surprised, this must be He Pantian's voice, he hadn't been gone for long, most likely he was frightened by the ancient corpse that woke up in the ancient tomb.

It didn't take long for me to hear a rapid running sound outside, and the sound of chasing that followed closely behind, He Pantian should have been targeted by the He family who had been resurrected from the tomb.

I only heard He Pantian shouting angrily as he ran, "He Ziwu, why didn't you kill him." ”

Hearing He Pantian's words, I wanted to smile bitterly, obviously I was the one who was coaxed here by him, and now the ancient corpses in the ancient tomb have been resurrected one after another, which has become my mistake, but I am so painful at the moment that I can't even make an expression.

"Is this the one who stole my lock?" He Ran's hand suddenly loosened, and I fell from mid-air, falling to the ground and gasping for breath.

"I will spare your life, and when I catch him, I will punish you for trespassing on my tomb."

He Ran held the ghost suppression treasure lock, and his body floated higher and higher, almost sticking to the top wall, only to see him laugh, raise the treasure lock in his hand, and another golden light emitted out, dissipating all over the ancient tomb.

As soon as this golden light came out, more laughter was heard from all over the ancient tomb, and more ancient corpses were resurrected by him.

As He Ran controlled the treasure lock, golden light kept coming out of the lock, and more responses came from more tombs in the distance.

Looking at He Ran, my heart was awe-struck, and the way he was laughing wildly at the moment didn't look like the demeanor of a generation of family heads, but more like a person who had fallen into madness.

No matter what method He Ran used to find a way to resurrect himself and the entire He family after committing suicide, I am sure that the key to resurrecting them is the ghost suppression treasure lock.

If I manage to reclaim the locks, I might be able to stop them.

I didn't give up my eyes on the treasure lock in his hand, although the time that the treasure lock followed me was far less than this He Ran, but I really had a connection with the treasure lock in a very short time, could it be that this damn treasure lock was really going to abandon me since it established contact with me.

My gaze was focused on the lock, trying to sense it.

He Ran didn't care about me, he fell to the ground lightly, the excitement on his face was even stronger, and after the few golden rays of light shot out just now, he even became a little more neat in his speech.

"He Ziwu, one of the twelve postmen of the Yin Division, if I kill you, will the people from the Yin Division Yamen and the Postman's Mansion come to the door to settle accounts with us? But in the past three hundred years, the little Yin has never restrained our souls, and now that we have been successfully resurrected and enjoy eternal life, what reason does the Yin Si have to come to us? ”

I was shocked and asked him, "Isn't your soul under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division after you die?" ”

He Ran looked at the treasure lock in his hand, and said proudly: "It's all thanks to the treasure lock of our He family, so that our souls are tied into the lock after death, and we can't fall into the yin, plus the method of sacrificing yang longevity that I broke out alone, so that our souls will not disperse, and the yin qi will often gather here, hehe, it is useless to talk to you more, you can wait for death later." ”

At this time, the iron door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of men and women of the resurrected He family walked in one after another, lined up one after another, and stood in front of He Ran, and finally several young men escorted He Pantian into the tomb.

These resurrected people are all wearing quaint clothes that do not match this era, and they look a little strange, but I don't dare to be careless at all, there are more than one hundred and twenty people, and one person can drown me with a mouthful of spit, not to mention that they have been absorbing yin qi in the ancient tomb for a long time, and their ability is definitely not comparable to ordinary ghosts.

After He Pantian was pushed into the tomb, he only glanced at me quickly, and then lowered his head, not knowing whether it was because of regret or fear.

He Ran pointed at He Pantian with the treasure lock, "You are the descendant of the He family who stole my treasure lock from me?" ”

He Ran's appearance did not look more than forty years old, and He Pantian was already an old man who was nearly a hundred years old, he looked like a junior asking his elders, but He Pantian lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at He Ran.

"The younger generation is rude, please forgive the ancestors!"

When He Pantian spoke, he had long lost the aura he had just now, and was more like a poor worm praying for his life.

"You actually learned the method of soul replacement from our yin qi?" He Ran raised his hand suddenly, He Pantian was sucked into his hand, and then, a scene shocked me in front of me.

That is, a strange scene suddenly appeared in my mind, and I actually saw my grandfather.