"It's a little strange to say, why can't you find the coffin of your Huayu ancestor in so many pits."
"Yes, although this tomb looks a bit larger, it doesn't have what you say well."
Others spoke, and the three Huayu Sect members smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about it. The reason why there is no good thing is that we haven't found the coffin of the ancestor, otherwise there will be a lot of good things."
Some monks can only nod their heads, and can only pin their hopes on this, otherwise, after spending such a lot of effort, the real good things have not been found, which is obviously a disappointment.
"Huh?" Mu Chen who was walking in front suddenly stopped, frowning tightly.
"What's wrong with Brother Mu?" the monk next to him asked.
"When I walked here just now, I felt a slight aura fluctuation, and I would trouble everyone to step back a few steps." Mu Chen said.
After the others had stepped back, Mu Chen slapped the ground.
The loess was split instantly, and then a hole appeared under the feet.
"Haha, it seems that the coffin is under the cave." Mu Chen smiled.
"So go in and take a look." The expressions of the other monks showed excitement.
Judging from the feeling of the potholes under the feet, the aura under the feet is obviously extremely extraordinary.
A dozen people quickly passed under the cave, and Lin Jiusheng also went down. After a while, a dozen of them came to a cave.
Unexpectedly, the people who built the cemetery were so careful that they built a double cemetery.
There was a huge coffin in the middle, and there were funerary objects large and small beside it. Some elixir appeared in front of them, and a faint aura came from these elixir.
"This old ancestor has been dead for so many years, and the elixir he cultivated hasn't lost its efficacy, but now it seems to be getting stronger and stronger." The cultivator next to him flexed his hands and smiled.
"Everyone, please remember what I said, don't forget the gentleman agreement." Mu Chen said.
"Naturally." The other monks nodded and rushed towards the bottles and cans in front of them.
There were a lot of cheats in some boxes. Lin Jiusheng glanced around, and soon found good things in a few boxes.
What surprised him even more was that he got a local middle product in a box
Cheats.
This cheat is called Heavenly Ghost Hand, as long as it is refined, it can produce a hundred ghost hands.
Although it is not suitable for Lin Jiusheng to practice, it is obviously suitable for Wanyue.
Lin Jiusheng didn't have time to look at some of the elixir, so he put them directly into the space ring. There were not a few top-quality sunstones in the box, and there were millions of them.
What made Lin Jiusheng feel it was a pity that a strange demon flower was taken by Mu Chen. This thing was quite aura, which made him feel that this thing was extremely extraordinary.
There were so many things in the tomb that Lin Jiusheng didn't have time to check them one by one. After the eleven monks got the things, they immediately threw them into the space ring. No one knew what they got.
However, judging from the expressions of these people, they are obviously very satisfied.
Soon many things were evacuated, and dozens of boxes disappeared completely without a trace.
Lin Jiusheng was the lowest in repair, and he also got the least.
"Open the coffin!" Mu Chen obviously didn't let go of the contents in the coffin, and said, several people opened the coffin together.
After the coffin was opened, Lin Jiusheng glanced at the coffin. There was an old man lying inside. This person did not rot. After the cultivation base reached the Zongxiu realm, even if he died, the rate of decay became extremely slow.
"What is this!" A monk of the Emperor Cultivation Realm was quick and quick, and suddenly claws toward the inside of the coffin.
Suddenly a strange ghost sail appeared on his hand, like a banner.
At this moment, the temperature suddenly dropped rapidly. Lin Jiusheng hadn't figured out what was going on, only Guifan exuded a thick Yin Qi, these Yin Qi rushed over, and then there was an unpleasant clucking sound. .
These sounds are so harsh that they feel a little pain in the eardrums when they fall in the ears.
"What's going on!" The other monks looked gloomy.
The Emperor Xiujing wanted to drop the ghost sail, and before he could let go, a black mist instantly penetrated into his body.
"Friends of the cold road!" Mu Chen said coldly.
At this moment, the Emperor Xiujing's eyes suddenly flushed, revealing a strong killing intent, and instantly culled towards them, with murderous auras.
Facing this murderous aura, Lin Jiusheng was also taken aback, and involuntarily stepped back.
"Dare to break into my tomb and kill!" A gloomy voice came out from the population.
"not good!
It is the soul of the tomb owner! "Mu Chen shouted, the long sword in his hand directly attacked.
Several emperor cultivation realms next to them took action one after another, and four emperor cultivation realms took action to suppress.
Lin Jiusheng knew in his heart that the soul of the Heavenly Cultivation Realm was attached to the Ghost Sail, and this Emperor Cultivation Realm cultivator was also unlucky, and he was directly taken into the body as soon as he got the Ghost Sail.
Fortunately, the realm of the emperor cultivation realm is limited. Although the strength released after being upper body is much greater, it is killed by the cooperation of the four emperor cultivation realms and the six emperor cultivation realms in the late stage.
In the end, two cultivators of the late Wang Xiu stage were killed, and one cultivator at the imperial cultivating level also suffered a lot of injuries. As for the cultivator of the imperial cultivating state, he was completely dead under the siege of the upper body.
Seeing this, the soul flew out quickly, just about to escape into the ghost sail, before it had time to escape, it was instantly shot by Mu Chen and directly pierced it.
There were originally eleven people, but now one Emperor Xiu stage and two Wang Xiu stages died, leaving only eight people.
Lin Jiusheng's survival was another accident for them. They can only lament that Lin Jiusheng's luck is good.
After taking a look, Lin Jiusheng found that there was obviously a space ring on Zong Xiu's finger. I am afraid that the best things are placed in the space ring.
Not only Lin Jiusheng saw it, but others also saw it, but Mu Chen made the fastest move, and this spatial ring fell into his hands.
This move couldn't help but make other emperors dissatisfied.
"I have got the things, so come down and go." Mu Chen said.
As for the space rings of the dead Emperor Xiujing and several Wang Xiujing cultivators, they were thoroughly divided by the surviving people. Obviously, among these people, Lin Jiusheng didn't have a share.
Just as the other monks were about to turn around, Lin Jiusheng turned around, and at the moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing from behind, which was also mixed with a strong murderous aura.
"Black eats black!" Lin Jiusheng thought of this in an instant, and quickly turned and left.
I saw three Huayu Sect cultivators take action together, and now one Emperor Cultivation Realm is dead, and apart from their three Huayu Sects, there is only one Emperor Cultivation Realm remaining on the scene.
The other people are just Wang Xiujing, and when compared, they are naturally not afraid.
Now that the tour to the tomb is over, the lives of these people are no longer of any use.
(End of this chapter)