The iron-blooded banner in Ye Chuan's hand suddenly waved, and the autumn wind swept away the skeleton soldiers who came from all directions like falling leaves. Although the number of these undead warriors is amazing, their combat effectiveness is very average, and their skeletons are fragile and cannot withstand the impact of the iron-blooded banner at all.

The strength of the sand demon became more and more amazing, and he took the opportunity to grab Ye Chuan's feet and drag him down.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chuan's legs and stomach were submerged under the billowing yellow sand, and then his knees. Once the whole person is buried under the yellow sand, maybe there will never be a chance to come out again.

Under the rolling yellow sand, there was the excited squeak of the sand demon. The prey that was grabbed by its feet and dragged under the yellow sand has never been able to escape, and Ye Chuan will never be an exception!

"Hmph, sinister obstacle, suffer death!"

Ye Chuan snorted coldly, waiting for the time when the sand demon was excited. The divine soul locked on the position of the sand demon, and the iron-blooded banner in his hand suddenly stood up, like a spear like a thorn, and stabbed into the ground fiercely.

A terrible scream came from below the yellow sand, and blood stained the yellow sand like an underground spring.

The iron-blooded banner in Ye Chuan's hand trembled suddenly, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the already injured sand demon under the ground was unwilling to tie his hands and struggled with all his might. The power that erupted in an instant, Ye Chuan couldn't bear it, and the iron-blooded banner creaked and seemed to be broken.

"Come out for me!"

Ye Chuan let out a loud shout, and the ten heaven-swallowing talismans in his body spun at the same time, and he suddenly pulled out the iron-blooded banner with both hands. At the end of the flagpole, hung the body of the sand demon, this little monkey-like demon was struggling hard, and suddenly was brought out by the iron-blooded banner, and his body was suspended in the air, and his limbs struggled in vain with nowhere to rely on his strength. Looking at Ye Chuan's eyes, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

More skeleton soldiers appeared under the ground, accelerating towards Ye Chuan.

They have all been lifted into the air by the iron-blooded banner, and this sand demon is still not giving up, and orders the skeleton soldiers to kill them mightily.

"It's time to finish, little one, go die!"

Ye Chuan glanced coldly at the ferocious and cunning sand demon, the iron-blooded banner waved half a circle in the air, and then suddenly retracted, looking at the sand demon's chest and slapping it with a palm.

With a bang, Ye Chuan's palm was like slapping on a hard stone, and the little monkey was not only amazingly powerful, but also extremely strong. It's a pity that no matter how strong the body is, it can't escape death.

Ye Chuan's pupils constricted, and he slapped it out with one palm again, this time, the movement was a little slower, but the strength was even more amazing, and the power of the ten heaven-swallowing talismans in his body was all superimposed, and the power of the whole 180,000 catties was slapped hard, and the little monkey's body finally couldn't bear it and was directly hit by a palm.

Ye Chuan was murderous and ruthless.

Changed to an ordinary demon beast, he doesn't need to be very powerful, as long as he has something unique, he will have the idea of domestication to snare the demon beast army. This little monkey can control quicksand, such a talent is very rare among the demon beasts of the wild world, and if it is domesticated, it is bound to become a master of the demon beast army, and over time, it can even become a powerful retinue of the super electric eel or the old demon of Yinshan Rod, but for some reason, this little monkey gave Ye Chuan a very uncomfortable feeling, and he couldn't afford to kill him with the idea of domestication.

The cunning and ferocious little monkey wailed, looking at his shattered body in disbelief, and then glanced at Ye Chuan with resentment, his head tilted, and finally died of anger. Before he died, he grabbed it with both hands and wanted to die with Ye Chuan, but unfortunately, his body was hung on the iron-blooded banner and couldn't reach Ye Chuan's body at all, but only tore off a corner of Ye Chuan's robe.

With a ding, a black conch flashed out of the little monkey's body. The skeleton soldiers who were slaughtering from all directions suddenly shook and dimmed, turning into bits of dust and disappearing. The raging sandstorms, the ancient and majestic ancient city of yellow sand, and even the endless desert outside the city, also rippled, twisted and blurred.

Ye Chuan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the conch that fell on the ground with his big hand, and after a whirlwind, the scenery in front of him changed back to the high mountain shrouded in gray mist, and appeared outside the strange ancient tomb. Looking closely, there were many corpses scattered in the tombway, many scratches and palm prints on the ground and stone walls, and a broken dragon-headed crossbow scattered where the eyes could barely see clearly. Compared to the original, there is an extra strip of cloth next to the broken dragon's head crossbow. Ye Chuan's eyes were sharp, and he recognized at a glance that it was really the corner of the robe that the little monkey tore from himself before he died.

A chill suddenly extended from the back of Ye Chuan's head to the buttocks vertebrae, and his hands and feet were cold.

Suddenly, Ye Chuan suddenly realized that he understood a lot of mysteries.

In the ancient tomb in front of him, there is an ancient prohibition with amazing power, and the cunning and ferocious little monkey is the key to the ancient prohibition. As soon as it appears, the ban will be triggered, and only by killing it can you escape death and be teleported out by the ancient ban. The corpses in the tomb are likely to have been dragged under the rolling yellow sand before their deaths, and they struggled in the yellow sand and finally died of their strength, but they were forbidden to show them in another form. As for the broken dragon-headed crossbow and the horns of his own clothes, it is very likely that they were deliberately presented at the end of the tomb by prohibition.

That's the bait, the bait that deliberately lures people in!

If you break in without great strength, you will end up like corpses scattered in the tombway!

Ye Chuan was terrified, and the ancient prohibition in the ancient tomb was far more powerful than he imagined. It's a well-orchestrated trap that you fall into and often stay in it for the rest of your life.

The gray fog was thick, the surroundings were quiet, and the same was true in the tomb, if it weren't for the fact that he was holding a conch with black light in his hand, Ye Chuan would even suspect that he was just having a dream. In the previous life, when he covered the sky with one hand, he broke into a lot of ancient fierce domains and encountered all kinds of ancient prohibitions. The prohibition in the ancient tomb in front of him may not be the most powerful, but it is interlocking and calculated to the extreme, which makes people think about it carefully.

One Tomb, One World.

Could it be that every tomb on this high mountain is a world, and different treasures are sealed inside? The so-called Lost City is the ancient city lost in the ancient tomb? Or is it that the ancestors of the Kraken Clan had long foreseen the decline of the clan, and deliberately used their great magical powers to hide the Lost City, the holy land of the race, in countless tomb worlds, making it more difficult for outsiders to break in, so as to skillfully pass on the power of the origin of the race and the sacred relics of the race from generation to generation?

Glancing at the ancient tombs of all sizes around him, Ye Chuan's heart suddenly moved.

Although the Kraken Clan is now in decline, like the Cloud Mist Sect, it has also had a glorious history, and there have been many powerful people who have shocked the world. It is not impossible to foresee the decline of the Kraken clan today and lay out in advance. Only in this way can the origin power of the Kraken clan and the sacred relics of the race be passed on, otherwise, I am afraid that the Lost City will be completely wiped out by outsiders long ago.