Chapter 66: The Evil Cultivator's Tomb Plots

"With this harvest, I believe that you and I will soon be able to cultivate to the Essence Cultivation and Blood Exchange Realm, if it is in the secret realm trial, if there are some opportunities, what is the problem with the Dao realm?"

Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao, saw that everything was under control, and he became excited unconsciously, and he had a lot more words before he knew it.

"Haha...... Brother Yang is right, look at me to help you!"

Li Mubai seemed to be said to be in his heart, and immediately burst into laughter, and then drew his sword and said:

"The bleak wind and cold fog lock Qingqiu, and a sword slanted the Qingyu Building!"

With the sword momentum, a misty sword light spread.

Sword Intent!

Heaven-level swordsmanship!

As soon as Li Mubai made a move, he showed his strongest side.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao, praised it, and then his figure flickered, holding a fixed talisman in his hand, and he was also ready to make a move.

"County Lord?"

Murong Invincible is blind and not blind, because he is afraid that after Li Mubai and the two of them succeed, the spoils of war will not be distributed, so he has to say something.

"Needless to say, Uncle Invincible, even if it was the two of them who shot in the end, everyone was one, and they all contributed to it, and in terms of the distribution of combat power, I naturally knew it in my heart!"

The words of the county lord of Qingyun were not only for Murong Wuyi, but also for Zhang Bufan, Guo Caixia and Zhu Ziqiang.

In such a situation, it is really not appropriate to have another incident, let alone infighting.

"Hey......

Zhang Bufan only sneered a few times in his heart, things are not so simple.

At this moment, Li Mubai's sword light was permeated, and while facing the nine zombies alone, he had already separated one of the zombies.

With a few more moves, it can force it out of the other monsters.

"Good!"

Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao, stared at the zombie that was isolated, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"Ding...... Malicious Sentiment from Shatongyu, +999......"

Suddenly, Zhang Bufan's heart was shocked: "Is that person finally going to be unable to help but make a move?"

Yes, for this moment, Zhang Bufan had already expected it.

It's just that you can't tell it to anyone else, it's a secret of the Supreme System, and it has to be like this.

What's more, Li Mubai and Yinshan Daoren are full of malice towards him, and he has no sentiment to repay grievances with virtue.

Just as these two people rushed to the front and led out the hidden enemy, it was good to judge whether to go or stay.

"Hurry!"

Just when Li Mubai was trying his best to deal with zombies, and Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao, was also ready to make a move at any time, suddenly an unfamiliar voice sounded.

Immediately, there was a sudden light in the tomb, and several sharp whistles sounded, and they attacked in three directions.

A sharp mang went straight to Li Mubai's heart, a sharp mang pointed directly at Yang Yongkang, a Daoist from Yinshan, and three other sharp rays went straight to Zhang Bufan and others.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Zhang Bufan suddenly shouted, and then the sword light immediately unfolded, forming a light curtain in front of him.

At such a moment, only self-protection and seeing the situation clearly are the right way.

With Zhang Bufan's move, Zhu Ziqiang, Qingyun County Lord, Murong Invincible, and Miss Guo, out of the instinct of a martial artist, almost followed at the same time.

All of a sudden, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the fist wind was agitated, and this square inch of land was only guarded impermeable.

However, even so, after these sharp rays hit, Zhang Bufan still felt as if his chest was suffocated by a huge force, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of reverse blood almost spurted out.

"That's amazing!"

Zhang Bufan was secretly shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to take a step back, for fear that after the formation was broken, he would not be able to resist the other party's follow-up methods.

"Ahh

"Uh-"

The shock happened too suddenly, and for a moment, the light in the tomb was blazing, and the fist wind and sword light were blazing, mixed with several roars of anger, fear, and pain.

Among these chaotic sounds, Zhang Bufan particularly noticed that two voices were made by Li Mubai and Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao.

"Who are you—you—are—who?"

Li Mubai asked intermittently.

"It's that evil path monk—" Yang Yongkang, a Daoist from Yinshan Mountain, said in horror.

Suddenly, after this wave of attack and defense ended, the tomb was quiet again, and there were nine zombies, as if they were being controlled, and they also stood still.

For a moment, in the tomb, only the gasps of the crowd remained.

Zhang Bufan sighed, although he has not dealt with it, but when he sees him in such a tragic situation, he still feels a sense of kinship.

Everyone could see that Li Mubai was unguarded, he didn't dodge the sharp light, and he was pierced through his chest and abdomen, and at this time, blood was surging wildly, and he couldn't help it.

Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao, is in a slightly better condition, which is related to the fact that he has always been cautious, even at the most relaxed moment, he can still maintain a sense of vigilance.

In addition, the heaven-level body martial arts are also a key factor, at the last moment, although he still couldn't completely avoid that sharp light, he still escaped after all.

It's just that one of the arms was broken by the sharp blow, so the situation is not very good.

"Hehe, yes, now that you know my identity, do you still want to continue to resist?"

A figure rose from the ground.

It turned out that there was even a mechanism underground, and just now the ground suddenly cracked, and a hand that poked out of it sent out these attacks.

"This is the monk's method?"

Zhang Bufan was a little uneasy: "Those few sharp rays just now, were they sent by magic weapons, or were they made by spells?"

"Forgive my sins, I didn't know that this was the land of the Lord!"

Yang Yongkang, a native of Yinshan Dao, had an extremely ugly face, and hurriedly apologized: "But I don't know, what conditions do the seniors have to let me go?"

"Quack...... Let you go?"

The man laughed wildly and said: "I finally brought you here, and I was about to borrow your essence blood to completely refine and subdue the nine zombies, how could I let you go!"

When this figure stood still, everyone could see its full picture.

I saw that this was a young man with a pale face like paper and almost bloodless, wearing an ink-colored robe.

The robe was painted with a demon god, and there were nine other blood coffins.

"It turns out that this tomb was opened up by you and deliberately asked me to wait for me to find out!"

The face of the Qingyun County Lord became extremely ugly, and he immediately asked slowly.

"He didn't open up this grave road!"

Zhang Bufan suddenly interjected.

"Oh?"

The cult monk immediately became interested, and immediately asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because your strength is too weak!"

Zhang Bufan said word by word: "I don't know how many years this tomb has been opened, if you were the monk who arranged this altar countless years ago, your strength would definitely not be so weak!"

"I will never be so jealous of a few martial artists!"

"Quack - nonsense, I would be afraid of a few ant-like warriors?"

The man was furious.

"Hehe-bluff!"

Zhang Bufan was unmoved, and continued: "If you are not afraid of martial artists, with the means of monks, if you want to refine zombies, where can't you capture a few martial artists, and you still need to go to such great trouble and trouble?"

"Moreover, if you are not afraid of us and others, you still need to arrange such traps for secret calculations?"

"If you have enough strength to only bring us here, why do you show up now?"

After a few sounds, Zhang Bufan asked the most critical point every sentence.

When everyone listened, a force gradually rose from the bottom of their hearts, although the other party was strong, it didn't seem to be a desperate situation!