Wukong began to recall the turbulent years of the past, pointing out the country, inspiring words, and the filth of thousands of households in the past.
From returning from studying arts, taking back the blessed land of Huaguo Mountain, sweeping away the seventy-two cave demon kings, searching for treasures across the sea, becoming sworn brothers with the seven saints, wandering into the underworld by mistake, and then being recruited to serve as an official in heaven, stealing peaches, and causing havoc in the heavenly palace...
Lifelike and colorful.
The more he spoke, the more energetic he became, and spittle flew everywhere.
The black bear spirit became more and more uncomfortable as he listened, and his face turned darker. He couldn't help but interrupt:
"Stop, stop talking!"
My friend is having a hard time, and I feel sorry for him.
My friend is doing too well, and I'm not happy either.
Labor and management want to hear how you were defeated and beaten, not the cool story about Hou Aotian causing havoc in the heaven.
Wukong still had some unfinished ideas. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, he was still immersed in the emotion of talking about his bravery in the past, and said:
"Don't, I haven't told you how I fought against the Prison-Suppressing Heavenly General, and the battle between Tathagata Buddha and Emperor Gouchen. That would make the world shake and weep with ghosts and gods... I'm still imprisoned in the White Tiger Heavenly Prison..."
"Stop!"
The black bear spirit couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up a longevity peach and stuffed it into the monkey's mouth to stop him from talking.
Stop bragging, my brother is about to lose his temper after hearing this.
"Well..."
Wukong's cheeks were bulging, and his teeth worked hard. He chewed the peach and the core together, swallowed it, and said vaguely, "Where are you, kid? What have you been doing all these years?"
"Don't mention it, it's bad luck."
The black bear spirit slapped his thigh, picked up a jar of Baihua Fairy Brew, and took a swig. "After I was thrown out of the forbidden area of Tao Zun's holy mountain in a daze, I have been wandering, eating one meal without finishing, and occasionally meeting immortals."
"Buddha, I still have to be yelled at, beaten, killed, and slept in the open... Wuwuwuwu, I won't say it anymore, Lao Xiong is feeling miserable."
As he spoke, he touched his belly and recalled the dark experience of wandering for hundreds of years and suffering from hunger, crying like a child weighing two hundred pounds.
Wukong was speechless. He patted the big black bear on the shoulder and complained:
"I said, Xiong Da, it's not that big of a deal. How can you, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, not have enough to eat?"
Do you understand the gold content of the Golden Fairy Demon King?
Although it is not worth mentioning for forces like Lingshan and Tianting, it is still no problem to place it in the four major continents and occupy the mountain as the king, dominating one side.
"You don't understand. I used to guard the holy mountain for the Taoist Master. I ate holy fruit golden elixirs and drank nectar from the divine spring. I was used to it. After living in the outside world, I couldn't eat ordinary food at all. A hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and a thousand-year-old Yaocao taste like chewing wax.
...I suffered from hunger all the time. At the worst time, I starved for nine meals in three days!"
The black bear spirit touched his belly and said with tears in his eyes.
Wukong: "..."
(￢_￢;), you fucking call this suffering, right?
After eating a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and a thousand-year-old Yaocao grass, I still feel wronged. Who is showing off?
However, it is also understandable that Tao Zun's nine holy mountains are full of treasures, not only the acquired hibiscus, ginseng fruit, flat peach and other high-grade immortal treasures, but also top-grade sacred springs and medium-grade holy fruits.
The black bear spirit has been living in that kind of environment before, and his appetite has been developed, which is normal.
"Stop talking about those bad things, come and drink!"
"Cheers, I won't come back until I'm drunk!"
The two exchanged cups, exchanged glasses of wine, and while recalling the green years of hard training on the Holy Mountain, they talked about their courage in those days. They secretly competed, tried hard to show off, and tried to step on each other.
"These drinks and fruits are a bit bad. When I made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, I ate flat peaches and the Nine-turn Golden Pill until I was full."
"Indeed, I used to guard the mountain for the Taoist Master, drink the milk from the sacred spring as water, and stuff the golden elixir holy fruit between my teeth. Now I am in despair."
"This cave is a bit bad. I miss the blessed land of Huaguo Mountain. It has rich spiritual energy, warm in winter and cool in summer."
"Well, it's true that this place can't compare to Dao Zun's nine holy mountains."
"..."
Wukong:(乛_乛)
You can only mention Dao Zun and the Holy Mountain, right?
Wukong quickly changed the topic and pretended to sigh: "I am so ashamed and ashamed that God has conferred the title of a second-grade Qitian Monkey King."
Not to be outdone, the black bear spirit patted his chest and said, "Batu Cave has a radius of 80,000 miles. Let me know who the father is!"
"Tathagata Buddha is very powerful, but it's a pity that he couldn't catch me."
"..."
This time Xiong Da was stunned and speechless.
This hozen didn't play according to the routine, and was obviously treated as a bastard by Emperor Gou Chen. It seemed as if he had escaped from the clutches of Tathagata Buddha on his own.
The key is that he can't find an equivalent case of pretentiousness.
The two of them were secretly competing with each other, and they were quarreling with each other in various ways, just like the current situation of class reunions in the 21st century.
I have to show off and show off, otherwise how can I prove that I am doing better?
After eating, drinking, chatting and bragging, they drank three rounds of wine and drank five dishes. The two of them lay on the ground smelling of alcohol, looking like dead fishes.
Only then did Wukong remember something serious and asked:
"Xiong Da, what is the relationship between Dao Zun and my master?"
You can enter the nine holy mountains through the back mountain forbidden area of Tianwaitian secret realm, but in fact, the two secret realms are not in the same time and space, but are connected by passages.
The relationship between the Tribulation Heavenly Lord and the Dao Lord also arouses people's imagination.
"I don't know, I'm just a mountain guard." The black bear spirit touched his swollen belly and said honestly.
"..."
Bah, you are a waste of food and waiting to die.
Wukong asked again: "Have you seen Emperor Gouchen?"
"I've never seen it. The four emperors of heaven are so high up in the sky. How can I have the chance to come into contact with them?"
The black bear spirit shook his head and curled his lips, "I'm not like you, who said that he could escape unscathed in front of the Buddha even after seeing him in the face."
"..."
"Really, I suggest you blow it louder. From now on, when you meet people, you can tell me that when I faced off against Buddha, I never lost a single move. Anyway, I didn't miss a single move."
"..."
Wukong:(╬▔Pan▔)
The monkey clenched his fist, surrounded by golden flames, and when he held down the bear, he gave him a good beating.
“Bang bang bang!”
"Ouch, stop hitting me, stop hitting me in the face, damn it!"
"Damn monkey, you take action when you can't talk, and you become angry because of shame?
"No way, no way, does this break the defense?"
The black bear spirit was ridden on the face and dealt a harsh blow. He held his head and face, grunting in pain, and taunting the monkey a few times.
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Of course, after his face was swollen, he stopped speaking harshly and decisively lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"Great Sage, I know I was wrong, please spare my life."
The black bear spirit, carrying a pig's head with a bruised nose and swollen face, first performed a French military salute in accordance with international practice, and then bowed three times in accordance with the tradition of the island country. With his craftsmanship spirit of sincerely admitting his mistakes, he successfully obtained the forgiveness of the Great Sage Monkey King of the East.
Don't wonder why he knows so much.
Although Mr. Tao Zun is aloof, he still occasionally teaches them some extracurricular knowledge, such as the French etiquette of a small country in the Western Regions and the craftsman spirit of a small island in the East China Sea.
The poison Wukong received was actually deeper.
He even knew that there are four ways to write fennel for fennel beans...
"Xiong Da, I took the brocade cassock with me."
Wukong squeezed his numb wrist, walked to the stone table on one side, and picked up the cassock.
After all the eating, drinking, bragging and joking, and reminiscing about old times, it was time to leave.
"What Xiong Da is called Brother Batian."
The black bear spirit's eyes were black and blue. He wiped the nosebleed and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Come on, this trip was in vain again."
He already knew that this was the Buddha's thing, so he would not take it by force.
He is not afraid of Tathagata Buddha, he is just giving face to his brother.
"You should avoid stealing treasures from now on. If you are caught by an expert, you will be skinned and cramped." Wukong folded his cassock and reminded him.
The black bear spirit curled his lips and said: "If I want to fill my stomach, I can only exchange the magic weapon and the people from Tianyao Pavilion."
"Tianyao Pavilion?"
"Well, a demon clan force. It is said that a trading platform created by a certain demon clan powerful can exchange things for things and can also issue tasks."
"The two earthly immortal demons just now are from the Tianyao Pavilion?"
"Yes, I have done several transactions with them. They have a good reputation and they are fair and honest."
Wukong nodded and didn't think much about it.
There are countless sects of cultivating immortals in the Earthly Immortal Realm, large and small. There are only a few that can be famous throughout the world, such as Lingshan, Demon Master Palace, Shushan Sect, and Netherworld Blood Sea. There are even more unknown forces.
There are also some hidden immortal sects and underground organizations that are even more unknown.
The secret realm of heaven and earth where he learned his art is one of them.
Wukong took the brocade cassock and left Batu Cave with Xiong Da as his escort.
Standing on somersault clouds, he traveled across the sky and the earth, overlooking the mountains and valleys on the border of Nanzhan Buzhou from a high altitude, and his thoughts were a little wandering.
"I wonder how Senior Sister Baiyun and Senior Brother Black Tu are doing."
Where is Master, has he come out of seclusion?
I really want to go back and see...
………
The North Pole of the heavens, the boundary of the universe, the sun and the stars.
There is a powerful race living here - the Haoyang Clan, one of the thousands of races in the prehistoric times. It has a long history and a strong racial heritage. This tribe once joined the "Fighting Heaven Alliance" hosted by the Wu Clan and participated in the fall of the ancient heaven.
The battle resulted in heavy losses. Later, the entire clan moved out of the Immortal Realm and retreated to the outside world, where they lay dormant for eternity.
But no one dares to underestimate them. The Haoyang clan is still one of the ten most powerful clans in the prehistoric times.
High in the sky, a blue sun shines high, full of vitality, illuminating the entire planet of life with immeasurable brilliance, which lasts forever, regardless of day or night.
In the ancestral land of this tribe, the maple forest is like fire, dazzling red, and there are many tombstones.
A group of people sneaked in.
They wore black robes with complex Dao patterns and mysterious runes engraved on them, which could cover their auras and prevent them from being detected by the formations guarding the cemetery.
"Junior brothers, it's time to take action!"
Brother Kurotsuchi looked at one of the large tombs, waved the Luoyang shovel made of Zhongyimu's green gold, and grinned, showing his white teeth.
"Shh, keep your voice down."
Senior Sister Baiyun looked nervous, looked around, and gestured to the people behind her, "Pay attention to the ground and don't step on the traps and restrictions. The Haoyang Clan is very powerful, and it will be bad if they are discovered."
Azhen, Aqiang, Qingming, Hetu and others were very nervous and a little nervous.
Over the years, under the arrangement of Tianzun, they have traveled to all regions of the universe and many living planets, carrying out great and glorious "archaeological excavations". They have escaped unscathed after committing many crimes, harvested a bunch of underworld artifacts, and sold them for sky-high prices.
As a result, they obtained a large amount of immortal resources. After thousands of years, almost all of them entered the realm of immortals.
Don't underestimate the immortals. Many of the heavenly generals or miscellaneous star kings stationed on the outer stars controlled by the heaven are only the cultivation of immortals.
"I heard that the ancestor of the Haoyang Clan is still alive. He is a great god who was born at the beginning of the world. He is a powerful figure in the ancient world. The emperors of the Qing Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty all looked down upon him when they saw him."
Qingming Fairy Boy looked nervous and lowered his voice.
This time it is not a small fight like before. Digging the ancestral grave of a great family in ancient times is definitely breaking ground.
"Don't be afraid. With the Heaven-Deceiving Formation given by Master, you won't be discovered."
Senior Sister Baiyun is holding a piece of blue jade, which is crystal clear and dazzling. It is engraved with mysterious Taoist patterns, which can shield the secrets of heaven and cover up the aura.
As long as she is three feet away, you will not be able to see her, or you will see some illusions.
They relied on this kind of blue jade engraved with the sky-defying formation pattern, and it worked repeatedly.
"However, the Qingyang ancestor of the Haori tribe is more powerful than the master, so even with the deceiving formation pattern, it may not be safe."
Qingming fairy boy whispered.
Ancestor Qingyang was as famous as Immortal Zhenyuan, Ancestor Qiankun, Immortal Yangmei and others. In the ancient years, he also fought against Demon Master Kunpeng and Emperor Jun of Heaven. He was never defeated, and his power lasted forever.
Digging the graves of other people would have serious consequences if discovered.
Everyone was a little scared when they heard this.
The deterrent power of the ancient giants is still very strong, and their cheap master, the Tribulation Tribulation Tianzun, cannot reach this level, and is slightly inferior.
Heitu gritted his teeth, held the sapphire with flowing light, walked to a large blue-white stone tower-shaped tomb, knocked it with a Luoyang shovel, detected the protective array pattern, and said:
"What are you afraid of? You've already come, how can you leave empty-handed?"
Although Tianzun is a cheat, he never issues a mission that requires death. Since he has listed the Haoyang clan as a target, he must be very confident in the sky-defying formation he created.
Don't be afraid, dig.
"What are you still doing?"
"Coward, Junior Brother Wukong is making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. He even dares to offend the Jade Emperor and Buddha. Isn't it ridiculous that we dig the graves of great people from ancient times and still tremble with fear?"
"If this continues, we will never be able to raise our heads in front of the Monkey King!"
The effect of these words is remarkable.
Everyone was refreshed and took action immediately. Senior Sister Baiyun took the black and crystal-clear Tribulation Wheel to measure the Feng Shui layout. Fairy Boy Qingming opened his eyes in the nether world and divided gold to fix the acupuncture points. Fairy Boy Aqiang picked up the Luoyang shovel and assisted his senior brother in searching for the dragon.
clear the way...
A group of people were busy carrying out construction work in the cemetery, the ancestral land of the Haoyang clan.
Brother Heitu worked hard to dig the robbery cave and even hummed a song.
"I am a tomb robber. I am very good at robbing graves. I want to make other people's ancestral graves look beautiful."
"Brother, stop singing, it's so embarrassing."
"What's there to be ashamed of? Haven't you heard Tianzun say that the founder of the tomb robbing business is Tianzun. In order to steal the Jiuding, he dug up Dayu's grave and determined the specific location of the Jiuding."
"Bah, what great heavenly being, he is obviously Cao Cao's thief!"
"That is, the Jade Emperor, as the Lord of the Three Realms, took the lead as the Heavenly Official of Qiu, and led a group of gold-touching captains and Xiling warriors to dig out Dayu's tomb. He could do it, so why can't we do it?
"
"What senior brother said is absolutely true, dig it!"
"dig!"
A group of tomb robbers were very motivated and excavated a large tomb.
On the other side, a hundred miles away, is the Haoyang Clan's royal city.
The fairy peaks are majestic and undulating, the nine dragons gather together, and the spiritual energy is like a tide. A huge and majestic holy city is suspended on the top of the mountain. The sun shines all over it, absorbing divine energy and taking over all the creation of heaven and earth.
In the ancient central temple, there stands a god.
He is ten feet tall, wearing a golden crown on his head, his face is like sapphire, his whole body is full of crystal luster, his eyes are deep and filled with the vicissitudes of time, his white robes are swaying, pouring out thousands of feet of green light, and his divine power is like a prison.
He was bathed in radiance, a dazzling light that should have illuminated everything and driven away evil spirits.
But at this time, there was a shadow in the main hall, a blue and sinister cold air, a dark shadow, like gangrene attached to the bone, lingering.
"Who are you and why are you breaking into my dojo?"
Ancestor Qingyang stared at the shadow with cold eyes and drew out the divine sword from behind.
The three-foot green front is radiant and sharp. Every ray of sword energy is like a blue sky river. It is full of vitality, endless and mighty. It is the sword of light and the sword of life!
"Qingyang, do you really not recognize me?"
The woman's ruthless sneer came out.
Her black hair was shawl, and she was covered in blue magic mist. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were as gloomy as the moonlight, full of unspeakable cold despair and bloodthirsty viciousness, as if they could bury everything.
"Neither god nor devil, neither human nor ghost, you are not her!"
Ancestor Qingyang looked complicated and said coldly.
boom!!
The female witch suddenly took action and pressed down with her palm. The overwhelming demonic energy flooded the hall like a rolling black tide of death, and the extremely vicious and cold palm power froze the void. Even time froze and turned into crystal petals, dancing gracefully!
The terrifying attack made Patriarch Qingyang's hair stand on end. He immediately swung his divine sword and slashed with all his strength.
boom!!
The sword's light is brilliant, dividing the heaven and the earth, shining brightly across the universe, like billions of blazing blue lights rolling around, cutting away the evil spirit, dispelling the cold poison, and directly cutting down the evil shadow!
"ridiculous."
The female devil stepped forward, her whole body of demonic energy restrained, the white lotus above her head floated, and the pure light of the world spread out, easily blocking the mighty Qinghe River of sword energy.
She is like an ancient Madonna of Salvation, with a "Twelfth Grade Pure White Lotus" hanging on her head, a compassionate face, and one finger.
The pure white light instantly illuminated the temple!
boom!!
A vacuum of pure land, vaster than the sea of stars, floated and bloomed like a lotus between her fingers, and it seemed as if the prayers of hundreds of millions of believers could be faintly heard!
The pale fingers were almost dreamlike in their beauty, but possessed incredible power. With one finger, they flicked away the divine sword that could cut through the vast starry sky, defeated Patriarch Qingyang's body-protecting divine light, and touched his chest.
"puff!"
Ancestor Qingyang's body trembled, his face turned pale, and the huge flower of blood on his chest bloomed and flew out.
He smashed a pillar and fell to the ground. He held the divine sword in his hand and slid all the way back. The sharp blade cut a long gap in the white jade-covered hall.
He knelt on one knee, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. The hand holding the Qingyang Divine Sword trembled slightly, and his heart was shaken.
So strong, even stronger than she was in ancient times.
"Qingyang, you have become stronger. Unfortunately, you are only slightly more refined."
The female devil appeared in the form of the Holy Mother of Salvation, with the top-grade twelfth-grade innate magic weapon White Lotus on her head, her white skirt fluttering, and her skin as white as snow, like an exquisite white jade beauty, holy and holy.
There is a vast and infinite pure land behind her head, and the huge golden wheel of merit above her surrounds it like the sun, gathering the majestic power of wishes, the endless torrent of faith, and the power of the world!
She is so powerful, she is still above the demon master Kunpeng.
Ancestor Qingyang's eyes flashed, and the divine sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light. He wanted to strike with thunder, then activate the temple's formation to stop the powerful enemy and take the opportunity to escape far away.
"Don't move. Your wife, children, and direct disciples are all in my hands."
The female devil spread her palms, and a piece of pure land floated. In her empty hometown, there were more than a dozen hostages with dull eyes, motionless, and two blood-stained corpses.
"you……"
Ancestor Qingyang’s eyes are about to burst.
The female devil closed her palms, walked over leisurely, squatted down, raised his chin with her palms, raised her red lips with a sinister arc, and said:
"Be obedient, otherwise not only them, but this ancient star and all your people will be sacrificed in blood."
"You are crazy, you lunatic, a devil, a villain! You are not Xuan Ming at all!"
"Hahahahahaha... Qingyang, you are so cute. Seeing how childish and ridiculous you are, I will crush one of your daughters to death to add to the fun."
The female devil smiled evilly, and with a slight press of her finger, in the vacuum of pure land, a Haoyang tribe woman with the appearance of a young girl exploded into blood and blood, and her flesh and blood splashed!
Ancestor Qingyang's body was trembling, he bit his lip, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he turned his head and remained silent.
The whole family, young and old, and disciples are all in the hands of the other party. If they disagree, they will destroy the entire ancient star. He can't defeat him, so he can only let others slaughter him.
"This is so good. Integrity and dignity are the most worthless things."
The female devil stood up and kicked Patriarch Qingyang down. Her purple combat boots stepped on the wound on his chest, and the soles of the boots were soon stained red with blood.
She looked down at him with her dark eyes and a bloodthirsty smile, "But don't worry, I will give you a way to survive, as long as you obey."
Ancestor Qingyang was lying on the ground helplessly, his face was gloomy, and he said:
"Another fellow Taoist, please come out, I just want to die and understand."
Da da da…
A steady sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
A tall man with black hair shawl and wearing a pure black robe walked into the hall slowly. His eyes were deep, his face was expressionless, and there was a dark red swastika mark on his forehead. As soon as he came in, he felt an extremely evil feeling.
The deep evil intention eroded over, and the glory was no longer there.
The entire hall was shrouded in a shadow of despair, which was suffocating.
"You are very sensible, and you have saved us some effort. In return, the safety of your relatives and disciples will be guaranteed until you make no mistakes."
The demon Buddha said calmly and stretched out his right hand.
The female devil snorted in displeasure, moved her feet, threw out the pure land cage in her palm, and gave him the hostage.
Patriarch Qingyang's robes were stained with blood and he stood up. After seeing the Demon Buddha, his pupils shrank and he felt awe-inspiring, even a little desperate.
It's terrifying that there are two such great demons.
He noticed that there was another person outside the temple. When he was fighting the female devil, the other party took the initiative to leak his aura and intimidate him.
But he didn't expect that this enemy would be so terrifying, and he was also a great demon at the peak of a quasi-saint.
Has the devil become so powerful without even realizing it?
The Demon Buddha stepped onto the sapphire steps of the temple and sat on the throne of the ancestor of the Haoyang tribe, which belonged to the Qingyang ancestor. His eyes were cold and he said:
"Ancestor Qingyang, you should understand that those who understand current affairs are heroes."
"What do you two want me to do?"
"Don't be nervous, it's just some simple cooperation."
"..."
I'm afraid it's not fatal cooperation.
"Go and summon the strong men of your clan."
"I see."
Ancestor Qingyang looked dejected.
The female devil took off the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus on her head, took out a demonized purple-black lotus seed, turned it into a talisman of destruction, and struck it between his eyebrows.
Ancestor Qingyang did not resist.
If there is only one person, he still has the idea of destroying both the jade and the stone, but facing two great demons, his resistance is doomed to be in vain.
When he walked out of the hall, the female devil crossed her arms and sneered:
"It's true that the longer he lives, the more he goes back. He is timid, cherishes his life, loves his children, and is indecisive. No wonder he didn't dare to follow Ancestor Qiankun, Ancestor Yin Yang, and Great Immortal Yang Mei to explore the chaos outside the territory."
The demon Buddha did not dwell on this matter, his eyes flashed and he said:
"It's a pity that Gou Chen is not so easy to deal with. His woman Jiutian Xuannv has been staying in the heaven, and his apprentice Lu Daoren has also gone to heaven to become an official. Either he stays in the ancestral land of Jiuzhou. The Jiuzhou barrier is very troublesome and it is the second holy place of the human race.
The stronger the arrangement, the harder it is to touch."
"Doesn't he still have a female apprentice in Shushan, Emei?"
"Mount Emei is also on the border of Kyushu. It is not in the imperial city area. The situation is better. I sent my avatar to check it out. Something is wrong. As soon as I get closer, I will have a premonition of danger. There is probably a trap over there."
"trap?"
"Well, the protective formation in Shushan is not simple. There may be another layer below, which is suspected to be the work of a saint."
"saint?"
"The Great Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Great Formation of Hunyuan Heluo, and the Great Formation of Zhoutian Xingdou cannot give me that feeling."
Hearing this, the female devil looked solemn, paced back and forth in the hall, and said:
"Gou Chen always feels that it is mysterious and contrary to common sense. It may be more troublesome than the Jade Emperor Tathagata."
"It doesn't matter, Dao eliminates demons and rises. This is the general trend of Heaven's Dao. The calamity is brewing. The person in the sea of chaos alone is enough to drink a pot of the Three Realms and Six Paths."
The demon Buddha said indifferently, looking at Xitianling Mountain with a solemn gaze.
No one can stop him from returning to Lingshan.
Gou Chen? Jade Emperor?
If they can protect themselves when the time comes, they will be considered powerful!
On the other side, in the cemetery of the Haoyang tribe, an ancient tomb where a powerful Daluo man was buried has been dug out.
Black soil and white clouds, Qingming River Pictures, Azhen, Aqiang and others hollowed out the entire tomb, collected the underworld treasures, and fled.
The devil didn't notice them.
They also didn't realize that the Demon Buddha and the Female Demon had conquered the entire Haoyang Clan, and both sides missed it perfectly.
In the wilderness of the universe, a fat Taoist priest with jewels suddenly felt something in his heart. He counted with his fingers and found that there was inexplicable interference and he could only get a small amount of information.
"Hey, the secret has changed? Who took action?"
Is there anyone else who, like him, is thinking about the Haoyang clan’s mausoleum?
It doesn't make sense.
"Since when has archeology become so complicated?"
The fat Taoist priest muttered in a low voice, holding a blue jade and stepping on the Xingzi Jue, avoiding the restrictions and entering the cemetery of the ancestral land of the Spirit Clan, one of the ten most powerful clans in the prehistoric times.
Let’s excavate first, and then go to Riyanxing to have a look.
