"Blood?"
"Yes."
The young man in the yellow robe stretched out his fingers, and a little red appeared on his fingertips.
"Poof!"
A drop of blood emerges, dripping onto the surface of the barrier.
"Whew!"
At this time, the barrier was like a pot of boiling oil, quickly boiling and twisting.
Under the watchful eyes of a group of Great Jin masters, the enchantment that made them helpless decades ago was like a glass that had been hit hard and shattered!
A magnificent tomb appeared in front of everyone, it was like a huge mountain, in front of it, on the pitch-black tomb bricks, dripping with blood.
At the top of the tomb, a battle flag fluttered.
There is a big word "Ying" in the book!!
A domineering spirit struck at the face.
On the battle flag, blackened, tattered, and blood were mixed together.
But no one dared to say that this flag was unsightly.
Around the tomb, there are countless corpses, and after the barrier is broken, the breeze enters.
"Wow!"
The bones disappear and turn into powder.
It can be seen how many vicissitudes and years these bones have gone through.
"This and this, this and this ......"
In addition to the monk, everyone present was amazed.
The vast land is covered with a layer of white powder.
"What's so strange about how many young men are there in every era?
Just because we can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it either.
It's just a pity that they are not strong enough and die in it.
The fan monk looked indifferent, as if he was used to seeing life and death.
"Yingzi Banner!"
The man in the yellow robe clenched his fists and looked excited.
The ten servants who followed behind him looked at a loss.
They are indeed a princely family, but their surname is Zhao!
There is a winning flag on the tomb, what are you excited about?
Of course, the words can't be spoken, because the man in the yellow robe is the young master and the young master, and they are just a servant.
The red-robed Lin steward seemed to see the confusion in their eyes, and said quietly: "Our Zhao family prince used to be surnamed Ying.
It's a pity that King Ying made too many enemies back then, and then he set foot on the ancient road with the emperor to fight for hegemony in the heavens, and there was no news for millions of years.
So the Ying family was changed to the Zhao family back then, and he escaped from the world.
After several lives and deaths, hundreds of thousands of years of forbearance, and finally 7,000 years ago, he accumulated strong strength and was born again!
As long as the third young master obtains the wordless book of heaven and completes the lost exercises of the year, he can restore the surname Ying!
” A group of twelve people stepped into the passage of the tomb.
A hole in their feet did not lead them to suspicion.
He Rulong underground, listened to the words of the red-robed man word for word, and his heart was shocked.
Millions of years, hundreds of thousands of years, Nima is too brutal, right?
The King of Heroes, the Emperor of People, the Ancient Road, and the Struggle for Domination of the Heavens, these words hit his "young" heart.
"By the way, martial artists above the Open Pulse Realm, don't come in, otherwise you will definitely die!"
Before entering the tomb, the yellow-robed man suddenly turned his head and said to the monk and the others who had not yet entered.
"The third young master is kind-hearted, and his subordinates admire him."
Steward Lin complimented.
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The yellow-robed man's voice fell, and he turned around and left.
As for Yu Zhen, Jade Fairy, Youmu and others who were still on the periphery, hesitation flashed in their eyes.
"In that case, the poor monk will not go in."
The fan monk said categorically and without hesitation.
With the right hand raised, the wind and clouds changed.
Brush!
"it!"
A monk suddenly appeared in the air, and I saw him white and fat, with a chicken leg in his left hand and a bottle of old wine in his right hand.
When he appeared, he was nibbling on fragrant chicken thighs in his mouth, enjoying himself.
But after seeing the people in the air, he looked confused and shouted "!"
” "Fa Xu, the tomb here is dangerous, but there are countless opportunities!
Would you like to go into it and look for your chances?
The fan monk looked calm, and he didn't mind the fat monk biting the chicken leg and drinking old wine.
"Teacher, teacher......
Uncle Shi!!
Fa Xu stumbled in his speech, and after returning from the primordial space, he immediately sneaked around, burned a chicken called Hua, took out the old wine he had hidden in the temple, and began to treat himself.
Unexpectedly, I broke a chicken leg and drank a sip of old wine, and I came here in a daze.
And the person who took himself here is still a monk who has changed color in the Buffa Temple.
This monk has a very noble status in the temple, and his nickname is also called the Blood Buddha.
The strength is not only strong, but the means are even more ruthless.
In short, all the wicked fall into his hands, and all of them die without corpses.
"If you can come out, I will pass on to you the Eight Methods of Blood Buddha."
When Fa Xu heard this, his eyes suddenly widened!
The Eight Dharmas of the Blood Buddha?!
With a wave of his hands, he threw away the chicken legs and old wine, patted his chest and said with a heroic face: "Don't worry, Uncle Shi, Fa Xu will definitely come out alive!"
” Jade Fairy, Yu Zhen and the others did the same, and gave orders to the young disciples around them.
Only the clear heart and the quiet wood, there is no sound.
Mingxin is honestly not very tempted by the tomb, after all, his kung fu has not yet been cultivated at home.
And he didn't care much about the blade weapon, the treasure medicine elixir.
The reason why I got involved in this matter is not because a group of old monks in the Big Buddha Temple have no time to practice zazen every day.
So they all pushed themselves out and held him accountable.
Now it's okay, he can't enter above the Open Pulse Realm, so he simply ends up idle.
As for Yuki, he didn't believe it at all.
The martial artists of the Shenqiao Realm have all entered, why are the Yuan Shen Realm not allowed to enter?
"Humph!
Do you really believe it?
” The voice of the wood fell, and a branch spread into the area around the tomb.
Bang!!
Bang!!
I saw that the entire body of the tree was struck by lightning.
The branches on his head suddenly shattered and turned into powder.
Above the tree, cracks emerged, dripping green liquid flowed.
The vigorous vitality came from the liquid, and the smell was refreshing, and the body seemed to be a few years younger.
"Boom!"
A terrifying aura emanated from Yuki's body, and he glared at a pair of grim eyes that swept around him.
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There is a big one, whoever dares to step forward to snatch the liquid, Lao Tzu will fight with you.
The rest of the people frowned and did not step forward.
This green liquid is good, but for them, it is tasteless and it is a pity to discard it.
Although the younger generation of disciples can use it, there is no shortage of things in the sect that have the same effect as green liquid.
Youmu retracts the liquid on the ground, like a mourner.
It's just a branch of temptation, and he has been seriously injured, and he has ten successful strengths, and now he can exert half of the layer of burning incense.
This time it was really bloodless, and the young children of the demon clan had not yet been taken, but they were sitting on wax.
It seems that the tomb of the prince will not be able to get a piece of the pie.
With a lost face, he fled directly into the ground, leaving only a huge hole.
But it was quickly filled in and completely covered up.
"Humph!
This old guy knows how to judge the situation and slip away decisively.
The jade fairy looked disdainful, she only had disgust for the demon clan.
And He Rulong, who escaped into the ground early, under the bonus of the Rakshasa mask, sensed a huge object, from above the ground, into the ground.