Bright red blood dripped down his arm and fell to the ground, staining the dark ground red.

Phew!

A piercing screech came from the broadsword, back and forth in the closed burial chamber).

Qin Yi's steady palm gripped the blade tightly, and the blood overflowing from the palm of his hand was stained on the knife, making a soft sound.

In just a moment, the blood-stained area of the knife was already corroded in pitch black.

The big knife shook violently, trying to break free from Qin Yi's grasp.

However, Qin Yi's hands were like iron tongs, and he grabbed the blade tightly, and the big knife couldn't move at all.

Qin Yi's blood seemed to have life, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread to the entire knife.

There was a terrible roar from the knife, like the roar of a demon in hell.

A pale white aura emerged from the knife, this was the sword spirit of this big knife.

The blood on the knife seemed to be sensed, and gradually spread towards the sword spirit.

Wisps of bright red blood, like a poisonous snake, wrapped around the spirit of the sword spirit.

In just a breath, the pale white spirit body had already turned scarlet.

A trace of blood mist enveloped the sword spirit in it, and the sword spirit let out a terrible roar.

A cold light flashed in Qin Yi's eyes, and the Blood Soul Prison instantly urged, and the surrounding blood mist shrank towards the sword spirit without leaving a trace.

Click-

In the screams of the sword spirit, a sound of a broken spirit resounded in the tomb.

The sword spirit disintegrated, turning into a ray of white light and dissipating into the air.

Bite!

Qin Yi's hand loosened, and the big knife suspended in mid-air fell weakly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Having lost the sword spirit, the knife has been reduced to a mortal product and lost its original power.

In the air, the blood mist gradually dissipated, and the red glow in Qin's eyes slowly disappeared.

He gasped heavily, a little glad that he hadn't lost control this time.

Qin Yi sat down on the ground and took out a pill of elixir from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it.

This is the spirit elixir, which can speed up the recovery of spiritual power in the body, and it is something that he spent a lot of money to exchange for in the sect.

Normally, he is reluctant to use the elixir, and he relies on meditation and pranayama to slowly recover his spiritual power.

But now in this ancient tomb, danger may occur at any time, and he can't stop slamming the door.

The consumption of the Blood Soul Prison this time was somewhat serious for him, and even with the help of the Returning Spirit Pill, it took him more than two hours to return to his best state.

He picked up the big knife that had lost his soul on the ground, looked at it, and then put it into the Qiankun belt.

Although the spirit of this knife has been lost, the material of the knife is quite good, and it should be able to exchange for a lot of spirit stones when brought to some markets.

He searched the chamber and found nothing of value.

The weapons piled up on the ground around them were of average grade, and they had already withstood the test of time, and they had been ravaged by the sword qi before, and they had already lost their value.

There is a hidden mechanism behind the round platform, and there is no power of the sword spirit

Under duress, Qin Yi quickly discovered the mechanism.

When the mechanism was pressed, there was a clicking sound in the tomb, and the stone door slowly rose, revealing the tomb outside.

Walking to the tomb road again, Qin Yi breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart, and then, he became more and more cautious.

After Qin Yi left, the shadow of Huangshi in the tomb slowly emerged.

He looked at Qin Yi's back, and a hint of discoloration appeared in his eyes, "Miss actually handed over the Blood Refining Recipe to him......"

......

......

In the depths of the tomb, there is a huge burial chamber.

There is a deep pit in the burial chamber, and in the pit are neatly lying corpses.

The corpses were a miserable white color, with blue-black spots on their skin, which made the scalp tingle.

If Qin Yi was here, he would definitely find that these corpses were exactly the same as the zombies in the forest outside.

These are the zombies that have just been successfully refined!

The deep pit exuded a rich corpse qi, and in these corpse qi, there was a faint trace of vitality.

"Someone has broken into the grave!" a hoarse voice rang out in the burial chamber.

Immediately after, three figures walked out of the shadows.

It was an old man in gray who spoke, and the old man's face was full of deep wrinkles, and there was a simmer of anger between his eyebrows.

Next to the old man stood a boy in yellow, with pigtails on his head, looking harmless to humans and animals, but if anyone was here, he would not think so.

Because the little boy is the Thousand Insect Boy who has met Qin Yi in the Spirit Ruins, Tang Qi!

Tang Qi rushed to the teleportation array of the Demon Dao camp in time before the sword fell on the trapped mountain, and left the Spirit Ruins by luck.

As for the third person, it was a young man in white.

The young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he always has a sunny smile on his face, and anyone who looks like him will have a good impression of him.

However, being able to stand with Tang Qi and them is not expected to be a simple character.

"There are so many zombies outside, and the one who can enter here is probably an immortal cultivator. The young man in white said in a young voice.

The gray-clothed old man nodded and said, "The God Slashing Sword Spirit has been annihilated, and the strength of the person who came should not be low." ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Tang Qi's eyes, and he sneered, "I'll take a look." ”

The white-clothed young man frowned and said loudly, "Bring the batch of zombies that have just been refined, just in case." ”

"Don't worry, there will be no problem!" Tang Qi waved his hand and left the tomb impatiently.

"This Tang Qi is a little too conceited!" The gray-clothed old man looked at the direction Tang Qi left, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes.

The young man in white smiled and said indifferently, "Aren't all the people in their Demon Dao like this?"

The gray-clothed old man looked at the white-clothed young man with a calm face, frowned, and asked, "Aren't you worried? Once this place is exposed, we will have no place in the Hundred Families of Xianmen!"

The young man in white said with a nonchalant face: "This place is exposed, just change places." ”

An inexplicable glint flashed in his eyes, he looked at the old man in gray, and said faintly: "Unless you and I have rebelled."

, otherwise no one knows that it is relevant to us at this time. ”

When the gray-clothed old man heard his words, his face became a little abnormal, and his breath was even more chaotic.

"I really don't know what the sect master thinks, he actually sent you, a madman, to take charge of this!" he pursed his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly to ease his tension.

The white-clothed young man smiled and said, "Elder You, you better go and take a look, we still need to use the Five Poisons Sect, but we can't let anything happen to him." ”

The old man in gray cursed secretly, and left the tomb with some reluctance.

The young man in white looked at the departing back of the old man in gray, his eyes flashed thoughtfully.

After a while, he also turned out of the tomb.

The burial chamber was silent, except for the faint breathing of a zombie in the pit.

......

......

In the tomb passage, Qin Yi carefully observed the surroundings.

Ever since he encountered the Blade Spirit in his previous tomb, he had become cautious.

In this strange ancient tomb, it was just an ownerless broadsword that made him embarrassed.

He didn't know what he would encounter next, so he could only move forward cautiously step by step.

Click!

Suddenly, a different footstep sounded in the tombway.

Qin Yi's eyes froze, stopped, his hand unconsciously held Luo Qingyun, and his eyes stared straight ahead.

"Who is my Dao, it turned out to be you!" Tang Qi walked out of the dark tomb without concealment.

He looked at Qin Yi with a playful expression, "I didn't expect your life to be so big, you didn't die at the feet of Kui Niu." ”

"It's you!" Qin Yi saw Tang Qi's shadow, and a trace of fluctuation appeared in his eyes.

"Hehe, boy, if you don't go to heaven, and if you don't go to hell, you can't blame me!"

As he spoke, a dark green poisonous mist emanated from his top and eroded towards Qin Yi.

The poisonous mist dispersed, and the stone walls on both sides were instantly corroded and blackened, making a sizzling sound.

Qin Yi looked at the poisonous mist that spread, his face changed slightly, and the spiritual power in his body surged, forming a faint spiritual power light shield around his body, isolating the poisonous mist.

"It seems that this zombie in the hundred-year-old mountain is you doing a ghost!" Qin Yi stared at Tang Qi coldly and said coldly.

Tang Qi laughed, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "You know too much!"

As he spoke, the surrounding poisonous mist surged, slamming towards Qin Yi even more violently.

The spiritual power shield outside Qin Yiyi suddenly trembled and became swaying.

Feeling the poisonous mist that came from all directions, Qin's eyes flashed with a strange light.

He glanced at Tang Qi not far away, and secretly thought in his heart: "Tang Qi's cultivation is also off the camera, and his strength is completely above the poison skill.

As long as he broke through these poisonous fogs and approached Tang Qi, it would be much easier to deal with him. ”

Thinking of this, the spiritual power in his body turned violently, and his skin was quickly covered with a thick film of spiritual power.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, a spiritual power bomb exploded under his feet

opened, and bounced him out in an instant.

"Hmph, naïve!" Looking at Qin Yi who was rushing towards him, a trace of disdain appeared in Tang Qi's eyes.

Indeed, his strength lies entirely in his own poisonous skills.

But no matter what, he is also photogenic from the dust, and Qin Yi is just a monk who has just entered the dust, and the realm gap is really here.

In his opinion, even if he didn't use poison, he could easily crush Qin Yi.

"Let you know what the gap is!" he slowly raised his hand, and the dark green spiritual power gathered in his palm.

Looking at Qin Yi, who was approaching, he smiled faintly and calmly pushed forward with a palm.

Qin Yi looked at Tang Qi, who was not dodging or evading, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a strange arc.

Rumble!

As soon as Tang Qi's palm made contact with Qin Yi's fist, his face changed drastically in an instant.

He felt a terrifying force explode in his palm, and there was a violent explosion in his palm.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tang Qi's body flew out upside down, slamming into the hard stone wall.

A cold light flashed in Qin's eyes, and he didn't give Tang Qi time to rest at all, and continued to bully, ready to give him a fatal blow.

Tang Qi looked at Qin Yi's shadow rushing over, the calmness on his face had long since disappeared, and his face turned to horror.