Yan Wuji stared in shock and murmured: "This, this barbarian, how strong is he? Even if a barbarian dragon competes with him, he may not be able to suppress it."
As the sky shook and the earth moved, the Broken Dragon Stone was lifted to a height of waist by Xiao Xuan. With the infinite power of the domineering body, he couldn't help but feel a sense of weakness, and he couldn't help but shout: "See a way to hold on to the Broken Dragon Stone for a while, let's go in."
Yan Wuji was shocked and then said, "Yan has a jade platform magic weapon here, which should be able to hold on."
Yeon
The jade platform was released by Yan Wuji and instantly turned into a square blue jade seal and flew under the Broken Dragon Stone.
Xiao Xuan relaxed his hand and finally no longer had to bear the terrifying weight.
Click
Almost in an instant, the weight of the Dragon Broken Stone was completely under the jade seal. The magic weapon that was at least level five was radiant, but it could not bear such a terrifying weight, and a crack broke on the surface.
The moment the two of them passed under the Broken Dragon Stone, the fifth-level jade seal behind them was completely crushed. The Broken Dragon Stone hit the ground and the Yin Mountains were shaking. The earth kept cracking, and bursts of dust flew up and raging. The vibration stopped after a long time.
The vulgarity on Yan Wuji's face disappeared, and was replaced by grayish whiteness. Thinking about the fact that if he had been slower just now, Xiao Xuan might not have any trouble, and he would definitely die, but he would not die again.
After being shocked, the two looked around, and for a moment, Xiao Xuan glared and said, "Is this the tomb of King Xiaoyao?"
It’s not that there is anything amazing about this tomb of Xiaoyao King, but that this tomb is too ordinary. In the middle is a huge and cold sarcophagus. There is nothing surprising about the sarcophagus except for four ancient lamps that have never been destroyed for thousands of years. Even the tomb of an ordinary feathered realm powerhouse should not be so shabby.
Yan Wuji's eyes lit up: "That's right, this must be the tomb of King Xiaoyao. When Xiaoyao passed the tribulation and seriously injured the origin, I'm afraid there was no time to arrange his tomb. It seems that Yan's ancestors guessed that it was right."
Having said that, Xiao Xuan still didn't dare to be careless and approached the sarcophagus step by step.
"It's better to come."
Seeing Xiao Xuan so careful, Yan Wuji smiled proudly, and suddenly there was a strange little hook in his hand. The secret pattern on the hook was flickering, and a dark powerful force was revealed. Even the essence of heaven and earth around the hook could not be approached. This was a powerful magic weapon.
puff
Yan Wuji walked to the sarcophagus and inserted one end of the hook into the gap in the sarcophagus. He just pried it gently, and with the sound of harsh sounds, the lid of the coffin was pried open.
boom
However, at this moment, the sarcophagus overflowed through the gap with a cold and terrifying murderous intent that wanted to kill all living beings.
This murderous intent was filled with terrible power, and it blew through the tomb like a gloomy wind. The four ancient lights around the sarcophagus were swaying and seemed to be extinguished at any time, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere.
Yan Wuji didn't know how many tombs of peerless powerful men had stolen. Seeing such murderous intent, his expression changed, and his hands kept making seals. Suddenly, a sacred silver-white light surged around his body, and the murderous intent could not do anything to him.
"open!"
Yan Wuji lifted the hook in his hand with both hands, and the cover of the coffin was pried up.
可
The coffin lid flew up and hit the stone wall, landing heavily on the ground. In an instant, a mysterious yellow light shone out of the coffin with endless murderous intent. The violent force shook Yan Wuji out, and his body was still in the air and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xiao Xuan felt a surge of murderous intent surged on his body, and he couldn't help but retreat continuously until he hit the Broken Dragon Stone behind him, and then he barely stopped.
The murderous intent surged in the sarcophagus, and the space above the coffin lid actually showed a slight stagnation due to this terrifying murderous intent.
"This is definitely King Xiaoyao, and only a strong man like King Xiaoyao will have such a terrifying murderous intent after his death." Yan Wuji reluctantly got up, commenting as if a master, and his face looked extremely pale.
After about a few breaths, the dark yellow light in the sarcophagus gradually faded. Xiao Xuan clearly saw that there was a normal-sized golden wooden coffin in the sarcophagus, which was the coffin that was really pretending to be the corpse of Xiaoyao King.
The whole body of the coffin was flashing with a mysterious yellow light, like an ancient lamp that was undetermined. The strange power was occasionally revealed from the coffin to spread. Xiao Xuan just took a casual look and felt that his body trembled, and he felt like he was being targeted by a peerless beast.
"It's so terrible. Even if the dead Xiaoyao King is still majestic. If the average Zhenwu level ten comes over, his mind may collapse in an instant." Xiao Xuan became even more careful at the moment.
"You guy, I'll leave the rest to you. Grandpa is just waiting for the benefits." Xiao Xuan waved his hand and threw the hot potato to Yan Wuji.
"Look at Yan, no matter how amazing King Xiaoyao is, he is just a corpse."
Yan Wuji showed great confidence. He raised his arm and cast out an ancient black mirror. This mirror contains yin and yang, Taiji, rivers, mountains and rivers, and the sun rises and moon sets, which seems to be tolerating a world.
Yeon
The ancient mirror shook and made a black mysterious light to cover the golden wooden coffin. In an instant, Xiao Xuan felt his body lighter, and his endless murderous intent was blocked by the black mysterious light.
"Haha, Xiaoyao's magic weapon, Yan is here."
Yan Wuji laughed at this scene and slapped the golden coffin with a palm. The next moment, the golden coffin light actually shook the mysterious light and hit Yan Wuji with a bang. The guy flew backwards again, spitting blood as casual as spitting.
"It's the killing tree, but it's the killing tree." As soon as Yan Wuji landed, he climbed up excitedly regardless of the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
When Xiao Xuan heard about the killing of the gods, he couldn't help but tremble. Legend has it that the supreme powerhouses chosen by the ancient times after they died were all the trapped coffins.
This tree is spiritual. Only trees that have survived for more than 500,000 years and have been struck by heavenly thunder for more than five times but have not died will have hope of growing a piece of divine tree that can prevent the body from rotting, and it is the supreme divine material for refining magical tools of sages.
However, the killing tree is too rare. It is said that only Xianzhi Palace has a section of the killing tree, which was left by the original Spirit Holy Mother before the ages.
"Are you really sure this is the Divine Tree?"
Yan Wuji rolled his eyelids and said, "Nonsense, of course, sure. In fact, our family of thieves has a piece of it in stock, but it's much smaller than this one. Yan just felt that this coffin was abnormal, but he just couldn't believe that there was such a large piece of the God-killing Tree in the world, but now he's sure."
The corpse of King Xiaoyao is protected by the Divine Killing Tree, so it must not be corrupted. This made Xiao Xuan feel curious and wanted to see how charming the king who was rampant in the Nine Nethers tens of thousands of years ago.
Since Yan Wuji knew the origin of the coffin in front of him, he naturally changed the method of opening the coffin. This time, he easily opened the Shenshu Wood. However, when the coffin was opened, the two of them stared in place.
"No? How is this possible, what about the corpse of King Xiaoyao?"
Yan Wuji looked at the coffin in front of him in disbelief. There were two things in the coffin, one looked like a skin, and it emitted great power. The radiant divine light kept flashing, shaking the void.
As for another thing, Xiao Xuan trembled as soon as he saw it, because there was also one in his space bag, which was a small pagoda that looked dark and extremely inconspicuous.
When Xiao Xuan first entered the God of War Palace, he brought such a small tower from his ordinary disciple Fu Bo. Later, he didn't know what it was for, so he stayed there. Now, in the coffin of Xiaoyao King, he actually saw a very similar small tower.
"This thing is extremely not a simple thing." Xiao Xuan instantly judged that the things that could be collected by King Xiaoyao were definitely not ordinary things. Even if it could not be seen for the time being, he decided to leave the tower.
Then, Xiao Xuan pretended to be unlucky and said, "It's really unlucky. After being useless for a long time, he actually became a dead skin."
Xiao Xuan was actually extremely shocked. Even if it was just a skin, the overwhelming power made him frightened. There was an infinite Taoist rhyme spreading faintly. Facing this skin was like facing a peerless king, and he even suspected that it was the skin on King Xiaoyao.
Seeing this, Yan Wuji suddenly showed a wretched smile and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Xiao doesn't like this skin, Yan reluctantly accepted it."
Xiao Xuan waved his hand: "Take it and take it. Grandpa would rather ask for this tower. It looks quite pleasant. You can hold that coffin board too. It's really bad luck. Good things are made into coffin."
"What a pretty boy, so idiot."
Yan Wuji smiled in his heart. He had already observed the black tower with his spiritual sense. It was just an ordinary ornament, with nothing surprising. The reason why it appeared here was that in his opinion, it was just the special hobby of King Xiaoyao, and the strong people's personalities were all strange.
The two of them took the two things, but they didn't have any disputes. As for the killing of the gods, it was naturally cheaper Yan Wuji.
Before leaving, Xiao Xuan looked in the tomb and waved his hand and took the four immortal ancient lamps into his hand. The moment he bought the ancient lamp, he felt a strange force pulsating.
Then, an inexplicable message came into my mind.
"Evil King Tower?" Xiao Xuan was shocked, but Wuji was standing beside him, so it was not convenient for him to think more.
Seeing that Xiao Xuan didn't even let go of the four ancient lamps, Yan Wuji was even more disdainful and believed that Xiao Xuan was an unsavory barbarian. Although this ancient lamp also has some wonderful uses, it was not a precious thing. It would only take up more space when used.
Just like when he came in, Xiao Xuan raised the Dragon Broken Stone with all his strength, and Yan Wuji once again destroyed a magic weapon and walked smoothly into the tomb of Xiaoyao King.
Outside Yinshan, Yan Wuji said excitedly: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I didn't expect the success of the Xiaoyao King's tomb this time. Haha, Yan said goodbye. If there is any cooperation in the future, Yan will come to find you."
Seeing Yan Wuji leave, Xiao Xuan curled his lips and swung his body to the distance. After a moment, he appeared in front of a swamp filled with black fog. His vision was blurry, and few people appeared.
brush
Two identical small black towers appeared in their hands.
"What is this Evil King Tower?" Xiao Xuan frowned, playing with the two small towers while sorting out the information that had entered his mind before, but found that there was a strange map in his mind.
The moment she saw the map, Xiao Xuan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.