The wind blade was lightning fast.

It's really like lightning.

Bai Yuan and the tomb keeper were originally more than ten zhang apart, this distance is not long or short, although Bai Yuan did not expect that the tomb keeper would actually say that he would do it, and his reaction was a little slower, but the speed of the wind blade was really heartwarming, but as soon as he made a move, he had already arrived in front of Bai Yuan's eyes in an instant.

Bai Yuan, as a magician, had never seen such a swift and powerful wind blade, dozens of times faster than an ordinary wind blade, so that this wind blade had a destructive power comparable to the level of a forbidden spell, and with Bai Yuan's strength, it was only enough to turn sideways.

In the next moment, only a snort was heard, and the wind blade almost whistled past Bai Yuan's ears, and several long silver-white hairs fell in mid-air.

At that moment, Bai Yuan's pupils contracted, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin.

I thought that after absorbing the heart of the angel and even breaking through the legendary-level eight stars, there were few people in this world who could match my own strength, but who would have thought that in this twilight temple, an old man would be drilled out at random, and he would have the strength to completely crush himself.

At that moment just now, Bai Yuan really smelled the breath of death.

The charming little face turned pale in an instant, but when Bai Yuan's eyes looked at the old man's location again, he found that the old man had disappeared without a trace, and the original location was empty.

With a pang in his heart, Bai Yuan secretly screamed badly.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a sharp wind breaking the air behind him.

The figure of the old man had already appeared behind Bai Yuan at some point, and the rusty shovel in his hand was picked up and slapped at the back of Bai Yuan's head.

The shovel wasn't fast, it was falling slowly.

However, every inch of the fall carries the breath of heaviness.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted because of this, and at the place where the shovel fell, traces like water gradually appeared around it, which lasted for a long time.

Bai Yuan was shocked in his heart, this old man's strength was extraordinary, although he used some small magic that could not be put on the table, but these magic could burst out with earth-shattering power. If the shovel behind her back really shoots down, don't say it's her head, even if the whole body is afraid that it will turn into minced meat in an instant.

At that moment, Bai Yuan tried to dodge.

But just when this thought just rose in her heart, she found that her legs seemed to be completely disobedient, rooted in the ground, and no matter how she urged it, it was motionless.

It was as if some invisible pressure had formed some kind of powerful blockade on her from all sides, holding her where she was.

Bai Yuan suddenly had a thought in his heart: This time, I'm afraid I'm really going to die here!

But at this moment, Bai Yuan only saw a figure on his side appear between the lightning and flint.

The next moment......

Bang!

Rumble!

A violent roar suddenly swept through the imperial tomb, and the sound was like a bell exploding, and in an instant, everyone's minds were buzzing, and their minds were almost about to turn into chaos.

It's Ron.

At this moment, Ron seems to have completely changed into a different appearance, golden dragon scales are densely cultivated on Ron's body, spreading all the way to the position of his neck, his arms are completely covered by dragon scales, and his hands have turned into golden dragon claws.

Since he guessed that this grave keeper might be a puppet of fate, Ron no longer dared to despise this old man in rags and linen clothes.

The puppets of fate do not have the shackles that fate has added to the creatures of this world, their strength is only unimaginably powerful, not to mention that this old thing has lived for at least eight thousand years, if the Evening Dynasty has not changed the tomb keeper since the birth of the Dynasty, the longevity is even more unimaginable, just thousands of years of life, Ron does not dare to carry the slightest.

It is said that the thousand-year-old king of eighty-thousand-year-old tortoises, like this old tortoise ghosts, knows how terrifying it is for all their strength to burst out, and it is exactly like this, so on the way over, Ron directly turned on the half-dragon and met the enemy with his strongest state.

But even so, Ron still underestimated the grave keeper.

The moment Ron's dragon claws collided with the shovel, Ron only felt an unprecedented force suddenly penetrate through his arm, it was not a shovel at all, it was more like a Dulles Mountains.

Who would have thought that this grave keeper was obviously just a mage, but he was so terrifying in terms of strength.

Ron's legs went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

The surging pressure penetrated his feet, and Ron's entire body sank in half at this moment, a pair of calves completely submerged into the hard ground below, and dense cracks suddenly appeared on the floor paved by the boulders.

That's not all, with a pop, the blood vessels on Ron's arm burst, and countless blood mist dispersed from the dragon scales, and the blood flowed like a pour, falling to the ground along the gap in the dragon scales.

A pair of dragon claws were full of cracks, almost shattering.

Immediately afterward, a violent impact swept around the area.

The entire imperial mausoleum was filled with smoke and dust in an instant, and countless thigh-thick chains shook violently in mid-air, making a loud noise, and many coffins nearby were even more sloppy and moving, and the surging impact and bending tsunami generally spread to the surrounding stone walls, immediately cutting out strange gaps, and all the stone walls around seemed to have been scraped off more than one layer.

And this is just a light attack by the grave keeper, if this guy is really allowed to do it with all his might, what kind of damage should it cause?

This is not an existence that I can fight against now.

In a split second, such a thought had sprung up in Ron's mind.

Ron wasn't the kind of fool who didn't know what to do.

"Huh? Your little doll is very interesting, and can actually carry a shovel of old things. The grave keeper's wrinkled face finally showed a slight sense of astonishment.

As a grave keeper...... Although he is not the first generation of tomb keepers, he has been guarding this imperial tomb for more than 10,000 years.

Although he is destined to be, he is not immortal.

In the Dusk Temple, the eight thousand years of the sun and moon have exhausted his longevity, and the only thing he cares about now is to find a suitable person to pass on his mantle.

In addition to the Dusk Clan, it was the first time he had seen such a powerful existence, and the little girl had already made the grave keeper happy, thinking that she was a good candidate who could inherit her mantle, but who would have thought that this male baby seemed to be more talented. The shovel just now, although it was just done at will, but the destructive power should not be underestimated, who would have thought that this person would be able to resist it.

"Little doll, you are good, are you interested in inheriting the mantle of the old man......" The grave keeper's crumpled old face once again smiled, and asked Ron.

Are you kidding?

Is Lao Tzu's brain cramping, I want to inherit your mantle.

What's so good about being a grave keeper?

Even if it has a lifespan of 8,000 years, it will only stay here and be with the coffin after all.

What is the difference between these 8,000 years of life and a cage, Ron doesn't want to waste his good years on this kind of thing.

"Uncle, you're really joking." Ron spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned.

"Yes, if you don't want to, then let's die." The grave keeper has no intention of forcing people at all, he will accept you as an apprentice if he is willing to agree, if you are not willing to agree, then he will kill you, it is so neat and neat, there is no mud and water at all.

In this world, there are so many talents, and they are really not bad for these one or two, so it's a big deal to go out and find them, and you can always meet some suitable candidates.

Thinking to himself, the shovel in his hand had been lifted and slapped down on Ron's head.

The first chapter is delivered.

(End of chapter)