"Dare to ask the seniors?" Jian Chen's voice paused, waiting for the man's reply.

The man in black didn't dare to say anything, the voice was too weird, he only asked him to see no one, he thought that he was by no means an opponent, it was better to be careful.

"Why, boy in black, when you just took this spiritual core, you can see that you are domineering and ruthless." The voice chuckled slightly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned pale, could it be that the owner of this spirit mound, that is, the martial spirit powerhouse, is not dead, so he is not dead if he takes so many things from him.

"Isn't the predecessor dead? The means are really heavenly. After a while, Jian Chen's expression became better, and he saluted respectfully to the void and said, after all, the whereabouts of the second part of his anti-heaven recipe were still known to this person.

"The kid has good concentration, I said that the little guy who took the old man's sword, there is a set of swordsmanship in the sword, Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, you have my sword now, and you can count me as half an apprentice without seeing the master and seeing the ghost."

A large amount of vitality on the sarcophagus gathered quickly, and finally turned into a phantom, and the phantom seemed to be blown away at any time in the air, but it was the supreme coercion for everyone, and the phantom looked at the broken army with a smile.

"This sword is yours, then you are the owner of this tomb, are you dead or alive?" Po Jun looked at the phantom and said boldly.

"I took a white-eyed wolf as an apprentice, although your master is already dead, but you don't have to curse like this." The phantom face smiled, looking very elegant, like a scribe.

"It's good to be dead." Po Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and said so without conscience.

The tomb owner was immediately blown and glared at Po Jun when he said this, and he really passed on the wrong apprentice, his right hand was slightly pointed, and a little light shot towards Po Jun, and as soon as he entered his sea of knowledge, Po Jun suddenly felt a splitting headache, and immediately hugged his head and rolled on the ground.

"Senior, this?" Jian Chen's broken army on the ground looked at the tomb owner with some concern, and the faces of the fat man and the iron abacus were not very good-looking, after all, the emotions of the four people who came out this time were still quite deep.

"It's not in the way, just let him suffer a little, and the bitterness will come with its own." The tomb master smiled faintly, then turned to the man in black and Wang Cheng, and stared at the two of them. The two of them suddenly felt a chill on their bodies.

"Don't think that the old man can't help you if he dies, if you dare to touch my apprentice, you will definitely look good."

The tomb owner shouted loudly, and the two people who were relieved to hear that the tomb owner was dead hurriedly said that they didn't dare, this look just now was too terrifying, and the man in black dared to guarantee that the tomb owner was definitely the best among the martial spirits during his lifetime, and now is not the time to be a hero, if his life is thrown here like this, it will not be cost-effective.

"Boy, your body is a little weird, and I don't know what to call you when you can actually get the inheritance of the Mixed Yuan Stone Tablet." The tomb owner looked at Jian Chen's face a little strange.

"Can the predecessors tell us where the real inheritance is?" Jian Chen asked with a respectful salute.

The smile on the tomb owner's face disappeared suddenly, as if he was recalling something, and the vicissitudes of life were written on the originally full face, and everyone didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that they would quarrel with the tomb owner.

After a long time, the tomb owner regained his expression and said lightly: "Don't worry, you will know later." Immediately smiled, his right hand volleyed a little in the void again, and the painful broken army stopped rolling, and his face improved, at this moment the broken army was looking at the tomb owner is an out-and-out devil.

"Boy, respect the old and love the young, if you look at the teacher like this again, you will have to be punished again for the teacher, and besides, the ordinary people who created it just now have not." Seeing that Po Jun was almost about to swallow his gaze, the tomb owner said angrily.

"Creation?" Po Jun looked at the tomb owner in a daze, the tomb owner nodded, Po Jun tried to probe his changes, and was suddenly shocked, only to find that his consciousness had actually improved a lot compared to just now, and the look on his face was naturally much better.

Seeing the expression of the broken army, the others were envious, jealous and hateful, but there was no way to do it.

"That's it, now that it's over, I don't have any nostalgia anymore, you all go." The tomb owner's expression was a little lonely, and the gathered vitality actually dissipated, and the tomb owner also disappeared without a trace.

The Qingfeng Sword in Po Jun's body appeared in Po Jun's hand at this moment, and a wail sounded like a farewell from the old master.

Po Jun bowed to the coffin tomb, although the time was only about a quarter of an hour, but this master was still good to himself, not to mention that this Qingfeng sword was worthy of thanking himself.

The man in black and Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, this tomb master was like a boulder pressing on their hearts, they couldn't be stable, and now that they were gone, they were the boss.

At the moment when the tomb owner completely dissipated, the tombstone called the mixed yuan stone tablet by the tomb owner was shining at this moment, and a row of large characters was reflected on the stone wall.

"Endless Mountain, Tibetan Emperor's Mausoleum, a generation of heroes passed away; Seven stars appear, Acacia Valley, and the gods of the sky reappear in the world. ”

"What is this?" The man in black looked at the big characters on the stone wall, his body trembled, and the excitement in his heart could not be described in words.

The content of the two words of the imperial tomb is thousands, the life of the tomb of the sword god continent is extremely exquisite, from the strong mausoleum above the martial spirit has its own corresponding name, the spirit mound, the king's tomb, the imperial tomb, the tomb of the emperor, the tomb of the emperor.

Could it be that this stele is talking about the tomb of Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu is the existence of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, thinking of the fact that this black-clothed man killed a few people in his heart, as long as he kills all these people, then no outsiders will know about this imperial tomb.

The man in black was about to make a move, and the entire tomb began to tremble, and boulders kept falling, as if the tomb was about to collapse in the next moment.

"Oops." The man in black gave up the idea of killing everyone, and stretched out his palm to the mixed yuan stele, the words just now came from this stele, presumably it must have a lot of benefits for treasure hunting, who knew that no matter how hard the man in black tried this mixed yuan stele, he couldn't move it.

"Damn. The old man knew something. ”

The man in black scolded, he had to save his life at the moment, and hurriedly ran outside, this tomb was in the cliff, if the hundreds of thousands of catties of stones pressed on him, not to mention that he was a great martial artist, he was a martial arts king, and he might not have any way, so he had to be buried alive.

The tomb was shaking, and everyone fled in a hurry. Jian Chen said to the three of them: "Let's go quickly, otherwise we will hang, break the army, your master is too unreliable." ”

"Boy, take away the Mixed Yuan Stele, that will work for you." A series of voices sounded in Jian Chen's mind, it was the voice of the disappeared tomb owner

Jian Chen's face changed slightly, he bowed slightly, and quietly took away the mixed yuan stone tablet that was connected with the earth, it may be that the tomb owner was making a mistake from it, and the mixed yuan stone tablet was included in it by him as soon as the sword dust space ring flashed.

The Mixed Yuan Stone Tablet was taken away, and the collapse in the tomb was even more severe, and there were boulders falling around him, and Jian Chen's running could be described as fearful, because of the Mixed Yuan Stone Tablet, Jian Chen's sword dust was already at the end of the team.

Seeing that the way out was about to be blocked, the blue light on Jian Chen's feet flashed, and the corners of his mouth read: "Flash." "A strange figure appeared outside. Seeing that Jian Chen finally came out, the few people in the broken army were also relieved.

"Boy, hand over the inheritance you got from the stele." The man in black did not leave, he stayed at the entrance of the cave, and as soon as he saw Jian Chen come out, he stepped forward, and the killing intent in his tone was very obvious.