Passing through the middle of the pile of weapons and walking to the center of the hall, Yang Ji finally saw the appearance of the thing clearly.

"It turned out to be a sand table!"

Yang Ji was secretly surprised.

The dungeon of the Skeleton Ghost King is full of treasures, but in the middle is this sand table the size of a house, and it occupies the most important central position.

Yang Ji stood on the edge of the sand table and took a look, only to see the ups and downs on the sand table, all kinds of hills, fields, cities, forests...... , all of them.

It's really a sparrow, although small, with all kinds of organs.

Yang Ji took a look, and soon found the Iron Crown Sect, followed by Langya City. As soon as these two places were determined, Yang Ji quickly determined the location of Wanfenling.

Different from what Yang Ji and others came into contact with, the thousands of graves on the sand table were clear and clear, without the slightest fog.

"It turns out that the real Ten Thousand Graves Ridge is like this. This skeleton ghost king has put a lot of effort into it, and he really knows it well. -- It's just that what does it do as a sand table? And it still has to be placed in such an important position?"

Yang Ji secretly doubted in his heart.

Compared to the treasures in the entire dungeon, this sand table is simply as small as dust and insignificant at all. Placing such a sand table in the center of the hall of the underground palace does look puzzling.

"Nothing is targeted, the Skeleton Ghost King has set up a big sand table here, there must be some plan. ”

Yang Ji thought secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, Yang Ji remembered the battle of the Tianyin Sect's main altar. At that time, he didn't care about the Skeleton Ghost King who lived far away in the Northwest Ten Thousand Tombs.

But it was this ghost king who lurked on the sidelines, using the means of praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches behind, and unexpectedly seized the energy of the ancient evil spirit.

Even the Heavenly Yin Sect Leader was caught off guard.

Whoever underestimates this skeleton ghost king is the best example.

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he carefully examined the sand table in the center of the hall again. The entire sand table is made of mud and sand. At first glance, it doesn't seem like anything special.

However, when Yang Ji carefully examined it, he finally found a difference.

"Hmm? There's something more here. ”

Yang Ji's gaze locked on the sand table, a point to the north of the Ten Thousand Tombs. In that position, there's something more. At first glance, it looked like a small bag, but after a closer look, Yang Ji finally understood what it was.

"Altar!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath. On this sand table. The Skeleton Ghost King has constructed an altar with great detail.

The altar is small, but all the structures are vivid. Obviously, the Skeleton King is very interested in this altar.

There is a second one, and according to the miniature altar found, Yang Ji Shun Teng soon found the second, third, and fourth on the sand table...... , as well as a fifth altar.

These five altars are either located deep in the mountains or in the forests. In short, all of them are off the beaten track. And after careful inspection, Yang Ji also found that not all of these five altars were distributed in Langya County, but some were scattered in other counties, which were also inaccessible places.

The five altars are centered on Hirakawa Castle and form a huge regular pentagonal shape.

"Phew!"

After seeing this, Yang Ji couldn't help but gasp:

"--The Skeleton Ghost King actually has other helpers!!"

Langya County is okay, but even other counties have the altar of the Skeleton Ghost King, which is by no means something he can do alone.

This moment. A chill suddenly surged in Yang Ji's heart.

He had always thought that this Skeleton Ghost King of Ten Thousand Tombs was a loner, even if he cooperated with the Evil Prince. It is only temporary, and it is a cooperation of interests, not a real alliance.

But the moment he saw this sand table, Yang Ji suddenly found that everyone, including the elders in the sect, was afraid that all of their perceptions of this unusually low-key skeleton ghost king were completely wrong.

The culprit of the catastrophe in the Northwest Ten Thousand Graves Ridge is probably far more than the Skeleton Ghost King. Behind him, there must be other forces or people behind the scenes!

"Who the hell is it? Besides the Evil Prince, who else is cooperating with it. This skeleton ghost king's mind is really too deep, this sand table is so detailed, it is definitely not something that a person who is trapped in the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge every day can make it. ”

"Everyone thinks this skeleton ghost king is low-key. I feel like it's in peace. But in fact, it probably doesn't spend most of the year at all. No one even knew that it had already colluded with its forces at an early stage. ”

......

Yang Ji's mind came and went, and countless thoughts turned in the blink of an eye. There are other forces hidden behind the Skeleton Ghost King, and this is absolutely amazing.

It's just that Yang Ji doesn't understand, what is the purpose of these people?

And from the perspective of the Skeleton Ghost King, what good is it doing like this. If more people die, will it increase its strength?

But if it doesn't do it the slightest benefit, then why would it do such a pointless thing. Could it be that it is also for other people?

Looking at this sand table, Yang Ji only felt a chill in his vest. He had never given much thought to this operation.

Even before going down this time, Yang Ji subconsciously only regarded this as a very simple task: a crazy evil creature tried to destroy the Miè world, and his mission was to stop it and defeat it.

But if what's on the sand table is true, then I'm afraid it's much more than that.

"These altars are extremely far away, and even if I rush there now, I'm afraid it will take a few days, and it won't be easy to find. As for those outside the county, it is impossible to live in a different place...... , and the Skeleton Ghost King asked a strong man like the Evil Dao Prince to help, and it was impossible for him to destroy it lightly. ”

Yang Ji lowered his head and was silent. The more I thought about it, the heavier it became. The prince of the evil path can fight a draw with Yang Xuanlan, and it is not easy to challenge him.

Yang Ji thought of the Skeleton Ghost King again, "The skeleton has the realm of the Martial Sect, and it has stolen the energy of the evil spirit of the Tianyin Sect, if it is not even the mastermind of this operation, then what is it that directs it and makes a Martial Sect obediently serve for his own punishment." ”

The dungeon was quiet, and the pins could be heard. Yang Ji could even clearly hear his heavy heartbeat. The powerhouses of the Martial Dao Sevenfold Martial Sect Realm were already quite terrifying.

If you want to command a strong person in the Martial Sect Realm, you must be even stronger than him. It could only be the eightfold dà martial sect of the bloody wolf, and the ninefold martial venerable of the masculine blood. Even a martial saint with pure blood and yang!

Those level powerhouses, as long as they think about it, Yang Ji feels his scalp tingle. The more the martial arts ten layers get to the back, the more the gap becomes, which Yang Ji has personally confirmed.

If a martial arts general-level powerhouse with a sixfold martial arts path does not have a special divine weapon, no matter how many people come, he will not be able to deal with a real martial artist, and he will not even be able to hurt a cold hair.

This is the gap between the top martial artists.

"Yang Ji. Are you alright?"

Suddenly, a puzzled female voice came into my ears. Yang Ji came back to his senses, turned his head to look, and saw that six or seven zhang away, Luo Yunzi was standing in front of a pile of ancient armor, looking at him in surprise.

"Ahh ”

Yang Ji hurriedly shook his head.

"It's okay. ”

Luo Yunzi looked strange. This underground hall was full of treasures, and she was looking for those useful things, but when she turned around, she found Yang Ji standing there with a pale face, motionless, and even cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Don't just stand there in a daze. We are now in Baoshan. Don't enter the treasure mountain and return empty. - Although the Skeleton Ghost King is not there, it is possible that he will return at any time. Let's hurry up and take as much as we can. ”

Luo Yunzi kindly advised.

Yang Ji smiled knowingly, handed over a "I understand" look, and smiled: "Understood, thank you." ”

No matter what kind of background and origin this skeleton ghost king has, it doesn't matter. As Luo Yunzi said, the top priority is not to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed. As for the rest. More on that later.

Yang Ji settled down, projected and memorized all this sand table into his mind. Only then did he shake off his steps and leave.

"I wonder what those black flags planted elsewhere mean?"

As he was leaving, five strange small black flags from other areas of the sand table appeared in Yang Ji's mind, and a thought flashed through his mind.

The Skeleton Ghost King's dungeon is not small, but it is not as huge as expected. The entire dungeon is actually where it lives and stores its treasures.

In the entire hall, the mountain of treasures was detained, and the most obvious thing was the huge black throne at the top of the main hall.

This throne is more than a foot long. Nearly two zhang high, it seems that countless black pythons are entangled together, forming this throne.

And the throne is surrounded by hideous reliefs of white bones, demons, poisonous snakes, and poisonous flowers, which look extremely terrifying.

On this throne, Yang Ji felt the residual strong coercion. This is the breath of the martial sect level. The coercion of different kinds is always stronger than that of human beings.

"The strength is really strong, but it's a pity that the aesthetic vision is really flattering. ”

Yang Ji shook his head. Looking at this throne, one can fully imagine what the Skeleton Ghost King would look like when he sat on it and looked down on his own treasure.

Presumably, it is very enjoyable to look at this pile of collections.

Yang Ji's gaze examined the throne for a moment, and soon noticed a dark golden dragon head scepter next to the throne.

This dragon head scepter seems to be movable, and the other end of the scepter merges with the main hall. However, Yang Ji noticed that the position of the treasure dragon head was abnormally bright, and it seemed to be often touched and used.

A look of doubt flashed on Yang Ji's face, and he quickly closed his eyes, imagining in his mind the big child when the Skeleton Ghost King sat on the throne.

"I see. ”

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly walked up from the hall, stepped over a few dark gold steps, held the dragon head scepter next to him with both hands, and pulled it hard-

"Huh!"

The next moment, with a bang, a huge scroll unfolded and hung down from the top of the main hall facing the throne. In Yang Ji's gaze, a faint black drifted, and an unprecedented drawing suddenly appeared in this underground palace.

Here's a huge portrait of the scene:

In the dim background, the earth was barren, and countless fierce ghosts and evil spirits with different expressions roared and walked in the void with thick smoke.

The portraits are very expressive, and all the ghosts are vivid and lifelike. If you look closely, you can even hear their roars coming from the drawings.

"It's ...... Painting!"

Seeing the entire scripture painting clearly, Yang Ji was stunned.

-- This is not a picture of a scenery at all, but a huge picture that has never been seen before!

"Yang Ji, what did you do?"

Luo Yunzi raised his head from the treasure and looked at the huge painting in front of him, his face was uncertain. (To be continued......)