Liang Yan was very smart. He had been paying attention to the surroundings before. At this moment, the entire cave was sealed by the tomb owner of the Dead tomb with a golden barrier. With his strength, it was impossible to break through. Only the abyss downstream of the Wusheng River was his only way out now.

The so-called death is what happened. Although Liang Yan didn’t know what dangers were in the Wusheng River, with his own strength and Lao Jin’s state, it is absolutely impossible to face the enemy head-on with this Jindan cultivator, not to mention that he also has an imperial corpse with the same Jindan realm strength!

"I can only have a gamble!"

Liang Yan said in his heart, and at the same time, he raised his escape speed to the limit. He reached the edge of the Wusheng River for almost three breaths. Then he opened a body-protecting spirit shield and plunged into the Wusheng River without looking back.

With a thud, as Liang Yan jumped into the river, an endless sense of exhaustion suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and then a soft and tingling pain began from his limbs and spread to his whole body.

"Oops!"

Liang Yan's heart skipped a beat and he had a vague premonition.

The next breath, the spiritual power in his body began to rapidly disappear. In just a blink of an eye, the spiritual power that had originally filled his limbs and bones disappeared without a trace.

Liang Yan was shocked and subconsciously wanted to turn over and stand up from the river, but the turbid river water seemed to have an indescribable tearing force, just like there were thousands of hands at the bottom of the river, all of whom were unwilling to hold his limbs and drag him towards the bottom of the river.

Liang Yan turned his head to the bottom of the river and saw millions of twisted faces, each of which was full of pain, unwillingness and resentment. But some were wailing, while others were staring at themselves with excitement, as if they were hoping that they would become one of them!

"Hahaha! Boy, you are smart but are mistaken for being smart!"

Although the middle-aged man and his emperor corpse were still in Lao Jin's cage, Liang Yan jumped into the river, he couldn't help but laugh: "Wusheng River, Wusheng River! Naturally, there is no life! You kid actually jumped into the river. Isn't this a pity that you have long life?"

Liang Yan heard the ridicule of the tomb owner of the dead tomb, but at this moment he was suffering. His spiritual power was completely eliminated and his body was pulled down by the endless resentment under the river. It was a situation where he could do nothing.

"Lao Jin! Are you able to do it?"

Liang Yan tried to communicate with Lao Jin, but what he received was Lao Jin's extremely weak voice:

"All three golden feathers, don't forget to sleep. Your promise!"

Lao Jin seemed to have used all his strength to finish this passage intermittently, and there was no response in the next moment. The mental connection between Liang Yan and him also became vague.

As Lao Jin's consciousness dissipated, the golden cage that originally bound the emperor's corpse and the tomb owner of the dead tomb also made a crisp sound. The next moment, the golden light dissipated, and the entire cage collapsed, all the golden threads returned to one point and turned into a golden feather again.

However, the golden feather was dim at this moment, and slowly fell from mid-air, completely losing its previous majesty.

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly and walked towards the Wusheng River with his emperor's corpse.

"I thought you had some tricks, but it turned out to be nothing more than Al!"

The emperor's corpse was already standing by the river at this moment. The owner of the dead tomb looked down from a high point and saw that Liang Yan had already sunk into the river. Although he was still struggling with his hands and feet, he could not change the fact that he was slowly dragged into the bottom of the river.

"You kid has many secrets. If you turn into the nourishment of Wusheng River like this, it would be a bit wasteful. It would be better to die in my hands!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and pointed his hand below. The emperor's corpse immediately understood and stretched out his palm as a palm fan to grab Liang Yan under the river.

At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly came from behind the middle-aged man, and a beam of light as thick as a child's arms was seen coming from the star compass, rushing upwards, as if echoing something outside.

"Ten breaths are here!"

Jilai shouted excitedly, as if he had been patient for this moment for a long time.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He saw that he had just had the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Stage, and he was like an ant, so he didn't take them seriously at all. Unexpectedly, he actually made some tricks at this time.

"It seems that ants are not honest either!"

The middle-aged man turned around on the head of the emperor's corpse, and made a gesture with one hand with his right hand, and was about to point out the plan. But suddenly a dull sound came from a distance above his head, and then the entire cave where everyone was actually shaking violently.

Everyone in the field, including the tomb owner of the Dead Tomb and Wen Tao, looked up with confusion on their faces.

I saw a little silver-white glow suddenly pierced from the stone wall at the top of the cave. In this dim underground cave, it was like stars in the dark night.

Just as everyone's puzzled eyes, the silver light suddenly bloomed, and the silver light became brighter and brighter, and from the first little star, gradually turned into a long rainbow.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light that ran through dozens of feet across the stone came out, and it actually divided the golden barrier arranged by the tomb owner into two. The rest of the momentum remained unabated, and it still slashed towards the direction where the emperor's corpse was.

"It's Jiangang!"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and his face was unprecedentedly serious. At the same time, he made gestures with both hands and threw out the golden seal in his hand from the air. The golden seal rotated rapidly in the air, and suddenly became more than a hundred times larger. The dragon roared on it, and there was a faint power of an emperor.

Zheng!

A sword sound came, and the silver sword aura about dozens of feet long fell from the sky, just slashed onto the golden seal, and actually cut it into two halves.

"No!"

The middle-aged man roared angrily and even spitted out a mouthful of blood. The square golden seal was his natal magic weapon, which had two powers of defense and suppression, but he didn't expect that he could not stop this sword energy today!

This silver sword aura cut through the mountain wall above everyone's heads with one sword, directly splitting the sect of the dead tomb. At this moment, the afterglow of the sunset shone, and the faint sunlight shone into this cave that had not seen the sun for thousands of years!

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva. In his shocked gaze, a woman wearing a blue Taoist robe and three feet of frost slowly fell from the crack and stopped less than ten miles in front of him.

The woman's eyes were like water, and her temperament was light and outspoken. She was just a simple blue Taoist robe, and there was no fancy except the two Tai Chi patterns on her body. But when she was worn, she looked icy and jade-like, cold and elegant, like the wind blowing on the jade tree and snow wrapping on the jade buds. If there was a stunning beauty in the world, then this woman would be like a banished immortal in the sky!

In order not to make everyone have unnecessary expectations, Zhuzi hereby declares:

The chance of opening a harem in this work is extremely small (there is no in the outline at present).
Chapter completed!