"This man also died from a surprise attack by an unknown monster."
The old demon Liandao Sanren came up and saw the shocking wound on the Siren Warrior's abdomen, "Sir, do you know this Siren Warrior? Or, you and the Siren Clan..."
Inadvertently, the old devil's scattered people on the island suddenly remembered an ancient legend circulating in the nearby sea.
Legend has it that the ancestors of the Kraken clan left a message when they left the holy land of the race. The holy land of the Kraken clan has been lost, but one day, under the leadership of an ancient saint, the descendants of the Kraken clan will come back and regain control of themselves. The racial holy land and become the master of the lost city.
Could it be that the reincarnated Ye Chuan is the legendary ancient saint
Zhong Moli, an isolated person from the old devil's island, felt this in his heart and was shaken about Ye Chuan's true identity.
Originally, he firmly believed that Ye Chuan was the legendary Benlei Sect Elder Ben Leizi. After following Ye Chuan, he slowly discovered that Ye Chuan was far more powerful than expected. His cultivation level was not high, but he inadvertently The means and insights displayed are far beyond what ordinary masters can possess. Although Ben Leizi, the Supreme Elder of Benlei Sect, is very powerful and has broken through to the semi-saint realm thousands of years ago, he is not an ancient saint!
"That's right, this time I went to sea, I acted with the Kraken warriors. But on Gulang Island, I was responsible for containing Qingtianhou's army, and the Kraken warriors took the first step and separated." Ye Chuan did not hide anything, and confessed himself Regarding the relationship with the Siren clan, he put the cold body of the Siren warrior on the ground while talking, and stood up suddenly, "Let's go, Zhong Moli, let's rush to the front!"
Ye Chuan made a quick decision, not even thinking about burying the sea monster warrior in front of him. He mobilized the power in his body and flew away. The old devil Liandao Sanren followed closely. The two of them moved faster and faster one after another, like a gust of wind. Skimming through underground caves.
Ye Chuan was worried about the safety of Zhu Sijia, Tuoba Xiaoniao, Xiao Longer and others, and urged the sky-swallowing talisman in his body to accelerate again and again. In the end, it seemed that he didn't even have to lift his toes to bring up a string of afterimages, and the speed was faster than stepping on a flying sword. Still fast. The old demon Lidao Sanren, who was at the pinnacle of the Real Realm Realm, increased his speed to the extreme before he could barely keep up. The more he walked, the more frightened he was as he was shocked by Ye Chuan's burst of speed.
Along the way, the two encountered more and more corpses.
Some died in the melee with various wounds, and some died from the surprise attacks of unknown monsters. All of them had fist-sized bloody holes in their abdomens. Some had empty hands, while others held flying swords, arm guards and other treasures in their hands. A unique green light glowed in their hands. It looked like they were treasures obtained in underground caves. It's a pity that once the treasure is obtained, life is also at stake. There was a person who had not completely died. He lay on the ground and crawled forward with difficulty, hoping to get out of this tomb. Unfortunately, his abdomen was severely injured and his intestines fell out. He was only holding on with his last breath. He was destined to become a victim in this tomb. A trace of injustice.
Ye Chuan's face was tense. The more corpses and severely injured casual cultivators he saw along the way, the more uneasy and anxious he felt. He wished he could find Zhu Sijia and join them immediately. Along the way, I saw a lot of treasures, but my body didn't stop at all. As a former great sage who covers the sky, Ye Chuan has seen many kinds of peerless treasures. Unless it is a treasure of the same level as the blue flame sealed in the tomb of the monarch or the flag of the Eighteen Demon Gods, ordinary magic weapons are really rare for him. Disdainful.
The old demon Lidao Sanren who followed behind him had a burning gaze and wanted to stop several times to collect the treasures from the many victims. However, seeing that Ye Chuan was not stopping and even going faster and faster, he had no choice but to press the temptation of the numerous treasures and fly with all his strength. Follow up.
After running at full speed for more than an hour, a huge underground cave appeared in front of the two of them, or in other words, a huge underground square.
In the square, there are many strange rocks, circular stone pillars hundreds of meters high, and majestic forbidden fluctuations ripple in the air. After taking a closer look, there are many pits on the stone pillars, where the treasures are sealed. At a glance, there are countless stone pillars standing there, and the treasures sealed on the stone pillars are even greater. It seems that there are more treasures than the treasures in the tomb of the Maharaja. Unfortunately, when Ye Chuan and the Old Demon Islander arrived, most of the pits on the stone pillars had been removed.
There were corpses everywhere in the square, including the corpses of casual cultivators and demons, as well as the corpse of a monster beast that looked like an ape. It was only half the height of a man, but its claws had long nails that were as curved as sharp. The iron hook makes people's scalp numb just looking at it. Apparently, the bloody holes in the abdomens of the corpses encountered along the way were left by these apes.
After a slight hesitation, Ye Chuan strode into the underground square, looking around for traces of Zhu Sijia and others. There were many corpses lying on the ground. However, after walking for a while, there were no traces of many Yunwu Sect disciples and Siren warriors.
"Sir, look here!"
The old devil Lidao Sanren suddenly screamed in surprise. Ye Chuan turned around and looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a golden stone pillar.
Unlike other stone pillars, this stone pillar not only has a unique color, but also has many runes engraved on its surface. Other stone pillars have at least a dozen pits for sealing treasures, but this golden stone pillar has only one pit, and the forbidden fluctuations it emits are also the strongest. Unfortunately, the pit is also empty, and the treasures sealed in it have long been taken away. There is a shining space-time gate next to the stone pillar. Ye Chuan's sharp eyes even found a golden arrow near the space-time gate.
"We're late!"
Ye Chuan walked over, picked up the golden arrow on the ground, looked at it, and received it in Qinglian Space.
Among the many masters who broke into the holy land of the Kraken race, there were not many who used bows and arrows. There was only one person who used this rare golden arrow, and that was Jiang Tun, the national master of the Great Qin Dynasty who was more powerful than hundreds of millions of people. born!
National Master Jiang Tunsheng has already been here. Will another super master Qing Tianhou miss such an opportunity
Ye Chuan looked around, and sure enough, it didn't take long to find a stone pillar broken in two. The fracture was flat, and it was obviously cut by someone with a knife. There were deep crisscrossing grooves on the ground nearby, which were sharp. Left behind by Dao Mang. The arrogant Qingtianhou came here as expected, and then left in a hurry like a gust of wind. As for what treasure was sealed on the golden stone pillar and whose hands it fell into, I don't know.
A rustling sound suddenly came from the surroundings.
Ye Chuan and the old devil Lidao Sanren looked up and found that they had been surrounded by hundreds of apes unknowingly. In the distance, there were more apes flying over, not from the ground, but from the ground. Stone pillars jumped forward one after another, coming from all directions. There were no weapons in their hands, but each ape had scary nails. With a slight scratch, several deep claw marks appeared on the stone pillars that ordinary swords could not leave traces on.