Looking at the group of people who were led by Chen Tiannan to leave quickly, Deng Yingfeng smiled: "You said that the monk named Lin Jin was really capable of doing it, and Chen Tiannan was confused." ”

The high deacon nodded slightly: "The person who can auction off the seven magic weapons must have some ability, especially ...... Those magic weapons still have the breath of the original holder, and they have not completely worn away, so it should be that the holder is not dead...... And the monk who has seven magic weapons is at least ......"

Due to the limitations of cultivation, most people can only stay in a position where they can see Chen Tiannan's figure, chasing after them step by step, if they don't desperately run their spiritual power to the extreme, Chen Tiannan will disappear from their eyes.

Finally, when he came to the south gate of Shengshi City, looking at the dense jungle dozens of feet away, Chen Tiannan stopped, and the people behind him also caught up one after another.

"It looks like the man went into the forest, and we had to split up...... Xue'er, Feng'er, the two of you each took a part of your people to search for it, and remember, if you have the chance, you will besiege and kill them on the spot!"

"I want others to know that our Chen family is not easy to mess with! These two things are forbidden weapons, and they both have the energy of the full blow of the late stage of the Dao Body Realm cultivator, you make good use of it, don't use it until you have to!"

Chen Tiannan took out two things that were similar to the gold ingots in the mortal country, and instructed.

Chen Feng looked at the forbidden weapon in his hand, and the revenge in his eyes became even stronger, as if Lin Jin was already in his palm and let him knead it.

When Chen Tiannan was about to separate, he seemed to remember something, stopped Chen Feng and Chen Xue, and said: "Remember, try to stay away from the edge of the forest in the north, because it is very close to Dongyue's great forbidden land, the Ancient Ruins, and those giants from all sides are afraid of it, let alone us." ”

"Remember! Notify each other immediately when you find that kid! Don't act without permission!"

After the order, Chen Tiannan blended into the reckless forest alone, Chen Xue handed a piece of jade slip to Chen Feng, and instructed: "You can pinch this jade slip at a critical moment, inform me of your situation, and I will come as soon as possible." ”

After saying that, he led half of his men and walked in the other direction.

Seeing that Chen Xue and Chen Tiannan were gone, Chen Feng seemed to be liberated, first laughed wildly, and then said: "You guys come with me, as long as you kill that kid, I can definitely ask my father to give you three times the number of spirit stones next month!"

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards, and after listening to this "stirring words", the eight thugs were all full of energy, as if they had advanced their cultivation out of thin air.

"Rustling ......"

The five of them were always in the quiet woods, their bodies rubbing against the grass and trees around them, making a small sound.

"Grandma's, what is that old straw bag of the Chen family dragging, if you provoke Lao Tzu, you have to kill their Chen family to a lot! Playing a big name in front of Lao Tzu, and don't look at how awesome my Chen Yang is?"

The round-faced man grumbled as he led the way, and one of the disciples whispered, "Boss, you seem to have said it five or six times......

Chen Yang turned around with a "whoosh", gave a burst on the disciple's head, and said angrily: "Isn't it just five or six times? Lao Tzu still has to say five hundred times, six hundred times, can you manage it? Hurry up for Lao Tzu, and then be lazy and interrupt your second child!"

Hearing such vicious words, the disciple chilled for a while, and quickly cheered up and stepped up to carry the coffin.

"Boss, it seems that the direction we are going in is leading to that forbidden land of the primeval or something, so dangerous......"

I don't know which disciple of Lu Dao asked casually, and the other three disciples were also said to be a little surprised.

"Quarrel! Lao Tzu doesn't mean to let you in, just help me carry it to the edge of the ancient ruins, if this coffin is not allowed to be placed in the storage bag, I am afraid that the resentment of the coffin will affect my spiritual treasure, so I won't let you come." ”

Suddenly, one of the disciples let out an "oops", followed by the other three disciples each screaming.

With a "bang", the coffin fell, and one of the disciples' feet was pressed and gritted his teeth in pain.

Chen Yang, who was leading the way in front, heard the movement and turned his head to look, and suddenly became angry, and roared: "I said that you four pig brains can't even lift a coffin, right?"

"Boss...... It's none of our business, this ...... There seems to be some movement in this coffin......"

"Movement?

Chen Yang came to the side of the coffin, took turns to look at all four sides, and said impatiently, "There are only traces of the coffin lid being slightly worn, and there is an egg movement......

Chen Yang suddenly stopped talking as he spoke, because he seemed to really hear a sound coming from the coffin beside him!

The other four disciples didn't even dare to breathe because of their low cultivation, and the four of them slowly retreated to the tree next to them.

Chen Yang waved to them and shook his head repeatedly, but he couldn't, so Chen Yang had to pluck up his courage and put his hand on the coffin lid, trying to push it away.

The dryness in his throat made Chen Yang even more uneasy, and he didn't know how many times the cold sweat had flowed, and he pushed the coffin lid hard with trembling hands, but he couldn't push it open!

This situation once again made Chen Yang frightened, and Chen Yang had lifted the coffin lid to see that there was nothing in it when the backstage handover in the auction hall was handed over.

Now that it can't be opened, there is some inexplicable movement, is there really something in it?

Thinking of this, Chen Yang suddenly struck a spirit, hurriedly took a few steps back and looked at the coffin, and said incoherently: "I...... You, shit, what the hell is a monster in there...... No, it's a monster!"

There was no movement in the coffin, and the five of them were all strange, Chen Yang casually pulled a disciple and pushed it over.

"You go and see...... Go, I'll kill you!"

The disciple was forced to be helpless, his face was frightened and depressed, his legs trembled, and he slowly approached the coffin, and the other four people watched carefully from the side.

"Bang-"

The sound sounded coldly, and it turned out that the coffin lid flew up on its own and landed in the grass beside it.

"Oh my god! Don't kill me!"

The disciple was frightened by the sudden change like a grasshopper stepping on a stove, turned around, and ran into the distance.

The other three disciples were a little better because they were next to Chen Yang, but their nerves were already on the verge of collapse.

Chen Yang knew that he had to take some action, but he couldn't sit still.

A delicate knife slowly appeared in his hand, and he was about to speak, when suddenly!

The wind is raging!

It was originally covered by a dense forest, and the sunlight that seeped into the forest was scarce, but now it is a coffin and a strange wind, and anyone who encounters it will feel very demonic!

The four of them were so blown by the wind that they couldn't open their eyes, and they all used their sleeves to block their eyes slightly, but some situations could still be seen in some small cracks, and what caught their eyes was a figure slowly standing up in the coffin!

"Oh!"

One of the disciples was breached, shouted, and ran away regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

And the other two also ran away after a while, leaving only Chen Yang still there.

Although he was also very scared, how could he say that he was also a monk in the Danfu realm, if he was scared away like this, what would it be?