"!! Groan"

There was a sudden soft sound between the heavens and the earth, at first the sound was very small, and there was only this one sound, but soon it became louder and louder, and the sound became more and more, as if it came from the ancient battlefield,

Thousands of troops and horses were galloping, all kinds of weapons were colliding, and in the end, only one sound was left between heaven and earth.

It seems to have crossed the long river of history, came to the underground royal tomb, and finally went straight to everyone.

"Poof!"

On the spot, everyone spurted blood from their mouths, and some of them bled and fell to the ground directly.

Yang Dalong knelt on one knee and said word by word: "Wu...... Road...... True...... Meaning! ”

He forcibly mentioned a mouthful of true yuan, but as soon as the person stood up, another mouthful of blood spurted out and he knelt on the ground again.

This time, he didn't dare to move around at will, because that martial arts true intent had always been there.

Unless he has the strength of a martial king to forcibly break it, he must endure it stubbornly.

The sound lasted for a full thirty seconds, and when it was gone, only a handful of people were able to remain awake.

Those who had a low cultivation, and the Lianyunbao people who came down behind Yang Dalong all collapsed to the ground, unconscious, and Yang Si, who had just entered the Qi and Blood Realm, who had just entered the Qi and Blood Realm, directly lay on the ground and rolled his eyes.

Martial artists like Jin Xuefei who were in the realm of Dacheng either knelt on the ground or lay on the ground, and no one could stand up.

As far as the eye could see, the huge underground royal tomb was full of people, and intermittent cries of pain were heard.

Wang Cheng didn't know how others felt, but his head felt like it was about to explode.

The Soul Eater vibrated violently in his mind, as if something was about to break free from it.

He held his hands together, his teeth clenched, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he curled up on the ground and shivered.

What the hell is it?

Why did he react so much?

He endured the pain and tried to look back, and he had to figure out what was making him hurt so much.

Yang Dalong also wanted to figure out what was going on, so he endured the pain in his body and glanced back.

The next moment, he froze.

How can it be?

Not a corpse!

The coffin in the dormitory was scattered all over the ground, and on the stone slab that had been placed on the coffin, there were two black metal supports, on which a spear was shelved.

There was a spear in the coffin!

Wang Cheng, Zhang Wentao and others, who were still awake, also saw its true face of Lushan one after another.

The barrel of the gun is two meters seven meters long, and the whole body is pitch black with a metallic luster. The head of the spear is more than 30 centimeters long, stainless steel mixed with gold, extremely sharp, and flashes with cold light.

Whose weapon is this?

Who put it in the coffin?

Why did this person do this?

A series of doubts flashed through everyone's minds, and even the pain in their bodies was temporarily forgotten.

"The gun?"

Yang Dalong's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he remembered a piece of history that his Lao Tzu had told him.

In this land, there was once a strong warrior king, and the weapon of that warrior king was a spear.

The weapon of the Martial King, don't think about it, the grade must be a spiritual weapon. Cultivating to the realm of the Martial King, even if it is an ordinary iron sword, if it is used all the time, it can transform into a spirit sword.

If it is a natal spirit weapon that accompanies the life of the Martial King, the spiritual weapon will also contain the martial arts inheritance of the Martial King's powerhouse!

Yang Dalong was very sure that this spear was the Martial King powerhouse, and it was also his natal spiritual weapon, otherwise it would be impossible to release the true intent of the Martial Dao by himself.

In this spear, there is the martial arts inheritance of that Martial King powerhouse!

He couldn't wait to get up from the ground and walk with great difficulty, step by step, towards the spear.

Wang Cheng watched him walk towards him, and as soon as his hands were taken away from the sides of his head, the explosive pain immediately appeared, and his muscles twitched all over his body.

Did you just die like this?

However, Yang Dalong didn't even look at Wang Cheng, from the time he walked to Wang Cheng's side, to the shot, it took a lot of physical strength, and it was a question of whether he could get the spear in the end.

With a total distance of more than 100 meters, he walked for a few minutes, and every step he took was painful in his muscles.

There had never been a moment, the distance of more than a hundred meters was so long, and by the time he reached the dormitory, the sweat on his face had already soaked the white cloth on his face.

He did it!

He reached for the spear, but just then, several steel needles shot at his back.

Yang Dalong, who crawled out of the pile of dead people, had already exercised a strong sixth sense, and the hairs on his body were tied up as soon as possible to warn him.

Who is it?

Who has the ability to attack him at such a time?

In the past, he could have dodged without much difficulty, but his body no longer allowed him to dodge.

Because the person who shot was at the right time, just when his physical strength was about to run out!

The steel needle accurately shot into several important points such as his lung Yu acupoint and Xin Yu acupoint, even if he was not injured, these acupuncture points were shot by hidden weapons, and it was difficult for him to lift his strength, let alone now?

"Wow", he spat out another mouthful of blood, and the person lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

"Boss!"

Hu Hansan, Jin Xuefei and others were in a hurry, but they were also seriously injured, and they also couldn't lift their strength.

I saw that several figures appeared in the royal tomb.

The young man in the lead was dressed in gray, with light eyebrows, thin eyes, and a debt-collecting face like someone who had been owed hundreds of thousands of silver by others, which was the crane Wushuang who had disappeared for a day.

Wang Cheng watched He Wushuang coming, and a very complicated feeling welled up in his heart.

This person only came at this time, and he caught up with everyone who was seriously injured, and he was really hiding too deeply!

It's just that he is friend or foe?

He Wushuang glanced at Wang Cheng and Huang Meiren, and his footsteps did not stop, and he didn't take them to heart at all.

This time, his harvest was too great, not only found the stone tablet that Ning Hou was looking for, but also found the underground tomb of the Wood Kingdom, and also found the natal spirit weapon left by a strong martial king.

Compared with these gains, what is the life and death of Wang Cheng and the others?

He walked to the dormitory where Yang Dalong was and looked down at this prestigious martial arts master.

Yang Dalong asked, "Who are you?" ”

Crane Wushuang said: "The one who killed you!" ”

Several needles appeared between his five fingers, like Wolverine's claws, and pierced Yang Dalong's head.

But in the next moment, he suddenly retreated, only to see Yang Dalong, who had already lost his ability to move, actually reached out a hand and slapped it at him.

There was no Zhenyuan big hand, it was like a casual slap, but He Wushuang seemed to have been slapped by Zhenzhen, and there was a sound of broken ribs in his chest.

He Wushuang spurted blood on the spot, flew upside down like a scarecrow, and fell twenty meters away.

He lay on his back on the ground, his whole body as if it were broken, and he couldn't shake it.

"Partition...... Mountain...... Beat...... Cattle! ”

There was a rare frustration on Crane Wushuang's face, he underestimated the back hand of a martial arts master, he should have used a killing move directly just now.

Yang Dalong struggled to get up from the ground, raised his hand slightly, and the subordinates who followed He Wushuang were frightened and ran away, without looking back.

Just as a few people disappeared into the royal tomb, blood gushed out of Yang Dalong's mouth and couldn't stop flowing out.

He slumped on the ground, leaned against the stone platform where the coffin was placed, and trembled and took out a healing elixir.

Before he could put the elixir in his mouth, a sneer sounded in his ears.

"I advise the big boss to save it! Don't waste any more elixirs, you won't be able to escape this today! ”

"Who?" Yang Dalong was shocked again.

I saw that a person slowly got up from the ground, he was covered with blood, and his appearance was very ordinary, and you wouldn't look at him in the crowd.

"Brother Hao?"

Zhang Wentao looked at this person in a daze, and couldn't believe that Hao Ren, who was honest on weekdays, actually had this side!

Hao Ren still looked so ordinary, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stood with his hands in his hands. He looks incredibly calm and confident.

For a moment, Zhang Wentao even felt ashamed of himself, as if the person in front of him was not a brother who had been born and died with him, but a big man.

Hao Ren calmly walked towards Yang Dalong, and when he passed by He Wushuang, he seemed to be regretting: "Since you have already left, why did you come back?" This pond of muddy water is not so easy to wade in! ”

After hearing this, Crane Wushuang, who was already aggrieved enough, spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

Yang Dalong looked at Hao Ren, who was getting closer and closer, and said, "Who are you?" We've seen it? ”

Hao Ren said with a smile: "The big boss is really a noble man who forgets things, you forgot that ten years ago, a few old people came to your village with a teenager, what did you do to them?" ”

"Ten years ago?"

Yang Dalong still has no impression, he no longer knows which horn pimple he threw it in ten years ago.

"It seems that the big boss really forgot!"

Hao Ren said unhurriedly: "I'll give the big boss a reminder, back then, those old men took the young man to ask the big boss for something, but the big boss not only didn't give it, but also killed two of the old men with his own hands." If it weren't for the desperate support of the remaining two old men, that young man would have already been murdered by the big boss! ”

Yang Dalong suddenly remembered, ten years ago, other things may have been forgotten, but how could that thing be forgotten?

If that hadn't happened, he wasn't sure that there was the royal tomb of the Wood Kingdom under Lianyun Castle, and there wouldn't be today!

He pointed at Hao Ren, and his voice trembled a little: "You are the boy back then?" ”

Hao Ren nodded: "Not bad!" ”

"Then why are you showing up today? It's not just to kill me, right? Yang Dalong knew that Hao Ren had endured it for so long, and his purpose was definitely not simple.

Hao Ren said: "Clean up the portal!" ”

"Clean up the portal?"

Yang Dalong muttered again, and then laughed "haha", and tears burst into laughter.

"Clean up the portal? You said you were going to clean up the portal? Lao Tzu is not your servant, and second, he is not your retainer, why do you clean up the portal? Just rely on a few words from those old things, and take out a broken stone, and I will kowtow to you and confess to the Lord? ”

Hao Ren was not angry, he still maintained a calm demeanor, and said: "A servant for one day, a servant for life, this is the oath made by your ancestors, do you recognize it or not?" ”

Yang Dalong scolded: "Lao Tzu doesn't know what bullshit oath! Whoever swears you go to! ”

A few people who were still awake looked at these two of you, and I said a word, and listened to them in a fog.

What grievances do these two have?