According to common sense, there should be no danger in this passage, but the howling cold wind made Chen Nan feel extremely uneasy. A feeling of palpitations suddenly appeared in his heart and did not dissipate for a long time.

Chen Nan subconsciously activated his spiritual power, and did not dare to slack off at all. His spiritual sense carefully swept across the surroundings - a black giant bird flew from afar!

The bird was extremely fast and its demonic energy was flowing, but it was only the size of a palm. At first glance, there was no horror at all, but when Chen Nan saw it, his expression suddenly changed.

Abyss Bird! An obscure name suddenly appeared in Chen Nan's heart. The so-called Abyss Bird is an extremely powerful monster. In terms of body shape and physical strength, this bird is undoubtedly a world of difference compared to the one-horned drum monster just now, and the gap is huge, but the power of this bird is its extremely terrifying wind control power.

Although ordinary monsters practice magic, they have similar skills to magic practiced by monks, but what they really use to compete for victory or defeat is their own physical strength.

But this bird is different. It has mastered many wind-attribute magical techniques and is extremely powerful in its magical power. The power of magical magic is several times higher than that of monsters of the same level.

What's more, this beast was baptized by the spiritual power of the senior Yu Mingzong, and his cultivation was greatly improved. Although he didn't know what his cultivation was, it was definitely not comparable to an ordinary late-stage cultivator.

"Chirky."

Yuanzhubi cried several times one after another, rushed from afar. Its appearance was fierce and its eyes were flashing with a cold light. Even the most docile animal would go crazy and become hysterical when locked in such a dark place for hundreds of years, let alone Yuanzhubi, who was already irritable,?

Chen Nan's expression was slightly condensed, and he was about to take action, but he was suddenly stunned. The birds chasing in the abyss seemed not rushing towards him!

He kept crying and shouting anxiously, and he ignored Chen Nan, the intruder, and flew straight over his head. Then he passed through several corridors under Chen Nan's nose and headed straight to the distance. The direction he was going was exactly where Chen Nan passed when he came.

Or... it is the place where the late-stage foundation-building monk is located!

......In the huge room, the one-horned drum demon fought bloody battles with the late-stage foundation monk.

However, the late-stage monk in the foundation building stage was the first person in Yu Mingzong to build the foundation. In addition, the single-horned drum demon was restricted by the cage and could only exert less than 70% of his strength. Although the three drum sounds were so powerful that they were still gradually suppressed and were at a huge disadvantage. An anxiety flashed through his eyes, but he showed no fear at all. His huge body trembled slightly, and he fought with the late-stage monk in the foundation building stage.

This beast is violent in nature, and Chen Nan escaped from him, which made him even more fierce. Even if he paid all the price, he must leave the damn human in front of him.

A hint of coldness flashed slightly in his eyes. In order to kill this late-stage monk in the foundation building, he had already sent a message to the damn black bird, willing to pay a huge price to help him take action. At the terrible speed of this bird, it should have arrived.

The monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment were extremely angry, and even a little chilled in their eyebrows. However, the casting movements in their hands were not at all confusing, and spells were frequently used to resist the attacks of these two monsters. After all, he was recognized by Emperor Mingzong of Yu.

Apart from the inherited disciples, the strongest foundation-building monks, although these two monsters are strong, they are not a fuel-efficient lamp. The power is revealed when the spiritual power surges.

The beast was fighting fiercely... At this time, Chen Nan was still moving forward. His steps were not stopping. Although the black bird was strange just now, Chen Nan thought that there must be a drama that happened behind him.

Change. It may be even more dangerous to return the same way at this time. For the sake of the present, I can only continue to move forward. Chen Nan did not hesitate at all. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed several rooms in succession. All of these rooms were living.

Some monsters are extremely powerful, but they are still slightly inferior to the one-horned drum monster and the Abyss Bird. They are defeated by Chen Nan after being entangled.

But he was not happy, but his eyebrows were even more solemn. The pills to restore spiritual energy might not be able to hold on... A few hours later, Chen Nan finally arrived at the end of the tomb. And the end of the tomb was actually a towering palace. But this was not strange, the strange thing was.

In the middle of the palace, there was a huge coffin. The coffin was more than ten feet in size, and the coffin was pitch black, making it look magnificent and grand. The edge of the coffin was.

It is carved with a lifelike pattern, beautiful and charming, but for no reason gives people a sense of heaviness. Cultivators are not afraid of ghosts and gods, so Chen Nan will naturally not be scared by this mere coffin Chun. A look of thinking flashes through his eyes. From this coffin Chunzhi.

Two points can be inferred from here. First: this coffin Chun must have been placed here for dozens or even hundreds of years, otherwise this coffin Chun would not have been so old, and there was even a hint of dim dust. Second: this coffin Chun was buried in it.

The burialist must be a woman, otherwise he would not have carved a pattern on it. The pattern is extremely extraordinary, and if you look closely, it is not like ordinary people.

portray, and.

It contains spiritual energy, which makes people feel moved and unable to suppress themselves. What's even more terrifying is that if you stare at the pattern carefully for a moment, you will feel as if your eyes are swallowed.

Like, he could not extricate himself. No one noticed that a slight white breath floated from the coffin Chun, as if he was being pulled, silently poured into the mysterious round beads on Chen Nan’s chest. This picture was like looking for Nan Zongjiu that day.

The white aura on the small mirror obtained in the Seventeen Forbidden Land was also absorbed by this mysterious round bead so today. I don’t know what this white aura is, and I don’t know what magic weapon can contain this thing. But you can imagine that this white.

The breath must have benefited greatly from the mysterious round beads on Chen Nan's chest. The mysterious round beads that were originally trembling in Chen Nan's chest gradually calmed down on it.

The dim light flashed, as if it was extremely happy and extremely satisfied. When Chen Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but did not open the coffin Chun. There was no one who was buried in the coffin Chun, but there was a stream inside.

The huge spiritual energy flowed from it without any concealment. Even if Chou Chun was closed tightly, it could not stop it. It was sucked into Chen Nan's mouth and nose, which shocked him. Obviously, there was a great treasure hidden in this Chou Chun!

But Chen Nan did not have the idea of ​​opening this coffin. The dead are the most important. No matter how treasures are hidden in the coffin and how great the benefits it can bring to him, he is unwilling to disturb the deceased's rest. This is a kind of persistence and a bottom.

The line Chen Nan was not a person who was desperate for the treasure, and he was unwilling to do such things that went against his will. Now the mysterious round bead no longer trembled, he himself.

However, he was unwilling to stay any longer, so he turned around and wanted to leave. But suddenly, a majestic shout suddenly sounded: "Give me this coffin!" As the sound rang, the figure of a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air. It was the late-stage monk in the foundation-building stage.

But at this moment, he no longer had the indifference and outrage at the beginning. After hearing this, Chen Nan frowned slightly. Hesitation flashed in his eyes. This foundation-building master.

The monks of the period have no grudges and grudges with him, and he has no reason to protect this coffin. After all, although he sticks to the bottom line and does not want to open a museum to get treasures, if the rest of the people want to steal this coffin, they naturally have no need to stop it. As soon as they thought of this, Chen Nan sighed slightly and wanted to.

Turning around and leaving. The late-stage monk in the foundation building stage was naturally very happy to see this. But suddenly, a strange light flashed in Chen Nan's storage bag, and a huge scroll appeared out of thin air.

This scroll was obtained by Chen Nan in the Tingke Mountain that day, and used to seal the dusk.

The huge painting scroll of the soul of the Desert! Chen Nan flashed in surprise. Logically speaking, the treasures in Chen Nan's storage bag can only be controlled by casting spells by himself. And this huge painting scroll escaped Chen Nan's control, broke free from the storage bag, and floated into the sky. The colorful light suddenly flashed.

It was extremely dazzling! When Chen Nan first saw this scroll, what was portrayed was the soul of Muere. Later, Muere's soul was dispersed by the mysterious round beads, and the scroll became blank. At this time, the scroll gradually moved on the scroll.

A picture - what is drawn on the scroll is a huge coffin, and a strange pattern is carved on the coffin. It is the huge coffin in the tomb! A line of large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes are written on the scroll.

Edge: "A later generation, the person who obtained my treasure in the cold valley must save her for me...!" Chen Nan's mind roared. He recalled the scene he saw after obtaining the memory of Mu'er's soul. That awesome man was so powerful.

The old man, the man who tried to borrow from heaven for another three hundred years, the man who came to Emperor Mingzong of Yu to make an appointment. The man who lived 3,761 years and did 58,600 good deeds. Hangu! No wonder, the man who did charity for his whole life.

The old man finally wanted to kill the heavens and seize his life. He wanted to save the woman in the coffin! Could it be that the person buried in the coffin Chunzhong had not yet died... Chen Nan frowned slightly. That Han Gu was a respectable person.

Since that's the case... Chen Nan looked at the late-stage monk in the foundation building stage coldly: "If you want to obtain this coffin, then step over my body first!" The face of the late-stage monk in the foundation building stage instantly became extremely cold, and after building the foundation, Yuming's Secret Realm.

In addition, a middle-aged man with a majestic face stared at the ancient mirror in front of him, and his pupils slightly contracted, appearing extremely nervous. A lifelike picture appeared on the ancient mirror, which was the tense Chen in the tomb.

Nan and the late-stage monk Yu Yuntian looked at this scene with a serious expression and a faint expectation in his eyes. He had high hopes for Chen Nan, if Chen Nan really could.

If you defeat this late-stage monk in the foundation building stage, then there may be a real possibility, which one of the long-awaited traces of Yu Mingzong... variables. But if you lose to this building.

The skills of the late-stage monks in the base are just inferior to others, so no wonder they are others. The cultivation of the two is one in the early stage of foundation building and the other in the late stage of foundation building. This is extremely unfair. If Chen Nanjin can enter the late stage of foundation building, then the two will be fair.

Fight, come.

At that time, Chen Nan's chance of winning was definitely very great. But Yu Yuntian wanted to see many unfair things in the world. Whether Chen Nan could break this unfairness... If he could not, he naturally would not be qualified to become the slightest variable of Emperor Mingzong of Yu.

The breeze blows around, and in the back mountain of Emperor Mingzong of Yu, leaves dance with the wind. At this time, only one hour is left before the end of the Yuming Secret Realm... The huge tomb is still dark, and light flashes endlessly. Chen Nan and.

The monks in the late stage of foundation building looked at each other, and their eyes flashed with determination. There was no hatred between the two, but Chen Nan wanted to make an appointment instead of Han Gu, and the monks in the late stage of foundation building wanted to do so.

To seize the treasure in the coffin, this is the imperative thing for the two of them and cannot be changed. Therefore, this battle... is inevitable! "Fire Snake Technique!" Chen Nan looked up at the sky.

With a long roar, he first reached out and made a hand. A fire snake dozens of feet appeared out of thin air in the tomb. The body of the snake flew everywhere, making the originally dim tomb shine brightly, as dazzling as the sun. The fire snake let out a series of ferocious hisses.

Roaring, his face was ferocious and ferocious, his evil aura was imposing. After his body trembled slightly, he rushed towards the late-stage cultivator of the foundation-building stage. The late-stage cultivator of the foundation-building stage saw Chen Nan take the lead.

He took action, just a cold snorting, secretly mocking him for overestimating his ability. After all, he was the strongest person in the Foundation Establishment Period of the Yumingzong, and his skills were far from the Lord of Muyuan City.

The flow is comparable, so naturally I didn't care much about Chen Nan who was in the early stage of foundation building. With a wave of his sleeve, a spiritual power suddenly shot out. However, unexpectedly, fire.

The fire in the snake's body became a little hotter again, and he opened his mouth and bloody mouth, and even used his spiritual power in one mouthful.

Pi Lian swallowed it into his abdomen, then swung his body and rushed towards the early stage of foundation building cultivator. The snake's body flashed like a stream of light, rushing around in the air, with a domineering momentum.

The monk's face changed at the beginning of the foundation building stage and did not dare to be careless anymore. His eyes were solemn and cautious. He waved his hand again, and a long bow appeared out of thin air and was caught by him.

This is a magic weapon in your hand. The specific level is unknown, but the fear is surging from it.

Judging from the terrifying spiritual power, it should be extremely good. The monk in the late stage of foundation building made a single hand gesture, and the spiritual power surged into a long blue arrow. He then picked up a bow and shot out a arrow.

The shadow of arrows flowed straight towards the Fire Snake. The shadow of arrows flashed like a meteor, and its imposing power caused many buildings to be shattered around the tombs. The terrifying spiritual power flashed and moved on it. Chen Nan frowned slightly and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart. The next moment, the long arrow penetrated through the huge body of the Fire Snake.

The fire snake was hit by this attack and immediately wailed, turning into light and shadows and dispersed. The arrow shadow did not decrease at all, and headed straight for Chen Nan with infinite momentum.

When you go, it is extremely fast, like a meteor waste, and even more like a flash of light and shadow, you can't avoid it!

Chen Nan's face darkened, and he did not dare to hesitate at all, and shouted repeatedly: "Treading the Waves!" As soon as he finished speaking, the green spiritual power flowed, and Chen Nan cast a spell in response.

The body turned into afterimages, avoiding the arrow, and then condensed into a physical station.

In front of Chou Chun, he stared coldly at the late-stage foundation-building monk. "Hide? I see how long can you hide!" Seeing that he had all his strength and shot down, the late-stage foundation-building monk was furious and snorted coldly, and then made another gesture. The seven colors in the world.

The light flashed and turned into a colorful auspicious cloud, suppressing it from the nine heavens. The colorful.

There was even lightning flowing in the auspicious clouds, with extraordinary momentum and shocking spirit. This was a spell performed by a monk in the late stage of foundation building, but it was not obtained by him from Yu Mingzong.

It is because of the chance to travel, and it is extremely powerful and has many.

The late-stage monks who are comparable to their strength are defeated by this move. The colorful auspicious clouds are not fast, but they are filled with a great momentum of panic, as if.

If you follow the way, those who follow the way will prosper, those who go against it will forget! "The seventy-two slashes of Xuan Fang!" Seeing this, Chen Nan also had a slightly calmer expression and used one of his most powerful spells. The seventy-two slashes of Xuan Fang, the more sword lights, the more powerful it is.

The stronger, with Chen Nan's current spiritual power, he can use forty-eight consecutive slashes. The power is so powerful that it is enough to shock the world. Cultivators of the same level can be in front of this move.

There is no power of resistance at all. After all, Chen Nan has practiced thousands of magic tricks.

The spiritual power is far more powerful than that of ordinary cultivators. The power of the seventy-two slashes in the mysterious square naturally rises. In just an instant, forty-eight sword lights emerge and slowly rotate around Chen Nan, making it look like the God of Fighting in the Nine Heavens.

Generally, the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power burst out. Looking at the forty-eight sword lights, Chen Nan's eyes flashed coldly, and then cast the spell again, No. 49.

The Dao Sword Light... suddenly condensed! With Chen Nan's current cultivation level, he still has a slight lack of the 49th sword light, which will cause this method to backfire.

Chen Nan was hit by this backlash, but his face was slightly pale and his eyes were cold.

The old ones remained unabated, and there were forty-nine sword lights, majestic and powerful, heading straight for the colorful auspicious clouds. "Boom boom boom!" The two collided violently in the sky, and the terrifying aftermath made many palaces in the tombs, eliminating some.

Outside the special building protected by the magic circle, it completely shattered and fell down into gravel. The spiritual power around Chen Nan's body flowed, blocking the falling gravel, but his eyes were staring at the forty-nine swords in the sky.

The collision between the light and the colorful auspicious clouds. The sky is filled with colorful lights, extremely colorful, as if tens of thousands of tons of fireworks blooming together, and the scene is beautiful and charming.

But with a bloodthirsty murderous intent, he brought this beauty to two ways: one leads to rebirth and the other leads to death. There is no other way. Chen Nan stepped forward, put away the storage bag of the monk in the late stage of foundation building, and buried him in the loess.

Although this person is an enemy of him, Chen Nan does not want to see him corpse in the wilderness and bury him. At this time, the tomb has collapsed under the aftermath of the two of them.

Leaving a ruin, Chen Nan turned his head again and looked at the ancient coffin that was more than ten feet tall. The dead are the most important, and Chen Nan does not want to disturb the dead's sleep, but since that's it.
To be continued...