At this time, Chen Nan had no blood on his pale face, but he had not cared about it at all. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pointed out at the sharp sword-like finger! "Go!"

As the words fell, the ancient soul bead suddenly trembled... and then shot towards the sharp sword-like finger! Seeing this, the black-robed demon king changed drastically.

"How is it possible...you can really activate the treasure?" "That was...the golden elixir among you humans!"

The black-robed demon king showed a look of horror on his face, and finally realized why this human boy in the middle stage of the Golden Pill had such terrible strength and how could he control this legendary treasure?

It is undoubtedly a fantasy for a Jindan monk to control the treasure.

Even the other Jindan monks, who imagined Chen Nan, had half of the golden elixirs and integrated into the treasure, would never be able to activate them at all. Because the other monks had only ordinary golden elixirs, and the treasure was extremely noble. The difference between the two was very different, and it was absolutely impossible to mingle with the power of the golden elixir.

Only the golden elixir of heaven can do this.

The only one in the Xuan Kingdom is Chen Nan! "Die!" Although Chen Nan's face was pale, his voice was extremely cold. The ancient soul bead shot in the sky, causing terrifying ripples, and all spiritual power and even demon power were in front of him.

They all dissipated by themselves and did not dare to have a cherry blossom. Just a moment later, the ancient soul bead of Jinghun collided with the sharp sword-like finger! First, it was the hand.

The black aura on the finger exuded a terrifying aura. But for only a moment, the black aura that had never been in trouble before died down was destroyed under the terrifying power of the ancient Jinghun Pearl. He left the finger like a sharp sword and floated in the nine heavens.

Above. "Hmph" the black-robed demon king shouted coldly, looking at the nine heavens from afar, a hint of tension was fleeting and no one could notice.

The next moment, the ancient bead of Jinghun and the sharp sword finger... collided with each other! The even-matched situation in the imagination did not happen, that finger.

In just a moment, it shattered under the Jinghun Ancient Soul Pearl, and the Jinghun Ancient Soul Pearl was not injured at all, and continued to look towards the black-robed demon without hesitation.

The king rushed over. "How is this possible!" The black-robed demon king lost his voice. He used to.

He has never seen the treasure, and he has never known the power of the treasure. He thought it was only a little stronger than the high-level magic weapon. But now he has just realized that the power of the treasure and the high-level magic weapon is a huge gap!

But he was a mid-stage monster in the fifth level after all. Although he was shocked at this time, he only reacted for a moment, and a hint of determination appeared in the depths of his eyes.

But suddenly, his decisive look turned into a trance. This trance was just a moment, and it came back in the next breath, but during the battle, this moment of trance was enough to decide the outcome. The ancient soul bead, riding on the trance of the black-robed demon king, was approaching him, away from the black-robed demon.

The king is only a short distance away. At this time, it was too late to cast spells to resist. The black-robed demon king showed a huge murderous intent and said coldly: "Damn it...

..Who is touching the tomb formation at this time!" Just now, he was about to devote all his cultivation and try his best, but unexpectedly, the formation at the entrance of the tomb.

Being touched made him a little dazed for a moment. The black-robed demon king is in the middle stage of the fifth level.

The monster is even more "Black Bone Heavenly Demon King" whose status is no less than that of the monster royal family. But now, he is finally dead, dead in Chen Nan's hands, and turned into a

The body. Chen Nan knew that this was the cruelty in the world of cultivation. One was to live and the other was to die, and there was no other possibility. Today, the black-robed demon king died, and maybe it would be his turn next time. Chen Nan took a deep breath, put away the unreasonable emotion in his heart, and then he was about to speak, in his mind.

But suddenly a fainting feeling came from Chen Nan's face was pale and no longer had any blood. His face was dim and terrifying, and he was full of cultivation.

There was nothing left. At this time, even a young monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage could easily defeat Chen Nan. Chen Nan's body shook for a while, and the film was filmed.

After that, he concentrated his mind, supported the thousand-year-old ice in front of him, and stabilized his body. The price Chen Nan paid for this battle was too great. At this time, he had no ten cultivation and had no more than one ten. It would take at least several months to recover. Moreover, this was not the most critical. The most critical one was him.

The other half of the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill and Golden Pill are the cultivation of monks in the Golden Pill realm.

The foundation of action is that no one knows how strange changes will happen after losing half of the golden elixir. If you only emit a trace of the golden elixir spirit, you can rely on a long time to make up for it. You can directly lose half of the golden elixir for cultivation.

For scholars, this is not much different from death. The ancient bead of quiet soul flew towards Chen Nan and stopped beside Chen Nan. Chen Nan could feel the feeling of being connected to the ancient bead of quiet soul, after all, he was.

Half of the golden elixir is integrated into it, and this ancient soul bead is like half of his body. When the other monks recognize the master's magic weapon, they only use themselves.

The blood of the body was transferred into the magic weapon to achieve a connection between the heart and blood, and the degree of connection between Chen Nan and the ancient soul bead was beyond countless methods of recognizing the master with the drop of blood.

Just like this ancient soul bead is Chen Nan's arm, and with the movement of his mind, he can rush around with Chen Nan's command. It is precisely because of this that Chen Nan can control this treasure, otherwise, even if he is the golden elixir of Heaven.

It is absolutely impossible to do it. But even so, Chen Nan also skillfully directed the ancient soul bead to carry out some rampant attacks. If he wanted to fully understand its secrets, Chen Nan's current cultivation level was far from enough.

In the distance, the seventh noticed Chen Nan's strangeness and hurriedly ran over to support Chen Nan, but for a moment, his body also began to shake, and his face was as pale.

The backlash brought to him by the talented secret technique he had just used was also extremely great. Although the seventh injury at this time was not as serious as Chen Nan, it was not allowed.

Xiaoshi lost the power of fighting. In this battle, both of them used all their means and paid a huge price. When they were fighting, these injuries were forcibly covered by Chen Nan and the seventh two. Now that the battle was over, these disadvantages could no longer be concealed and revealed one by one. Fortunately, the tomb spirit was not as severe and solemn as Chen Nan and the other two said: "Two, please come with me." Then, he waved his sleeves and thousands of them.

Nian Hanbing shot towards Chen Nan and the seventh two. Just as he was about to reach Chen Nan and the two, the thousands of years of ice suddenly suffocated slightly, connected together to form an ice bed, staying at Chen Nan and.

Seeing this, Chen Nan did not hesitate at all. He used his last strength to jump onto the ice bed with the seventh two.

Immediately, the injuries in his body could no longer be suppressed and fainted. The spirit of the tomb showed a hint of gratitude at this time and murmured: "This damn Black Bone Heavenly Demon is finally dead." "The inheritor of the master.

It must be a human... I think this kid is very good...

"No..." "There are those two damn monsters!" After the tomb's spirit words, his body suddenly flashed and disappeared... Bloodthirsty cat demon.

Standing in front of the tomb gate, looking at the door that was closed tightly, a trace of violence flashed through his red pupils. "Damn it." Just now, he had used all his methods, but he still could not open the door. As a fifth-level monster.

He was naturally extremely cautious and did not have enough confidence to enter the tomb. He was prepared long before he went to this place.

He brought the secret treasure world talisman in advance. With this treasure here, he was confident that no matter how dangerous he was in the mysterious tomb, he could escape safely. But at this time.

He discovered that even if he used this secret treasure to break the realm, he could not escape from the damn tomb. The bloodthirsty cat demon was anxious, and a violent look flashed in his eyes. He knew that if he didn't escape quickly, the black-robed demon would.

The king was about to chase him, and he had no other way to escape. With this in mind, the bloodthirsty cat demon snorted again, and the power of the Breaking Realm Talisman was activated with all his strength.

Even the surrounding space was trembling slightly, but the huge gate of the tomb was.

The old one was unscathed. "Damn it!" He snorted coldly, and was about to cast the spell again, but unexpectedly, a cold and vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded behind him. "Monster beast, master's tomb, how could you trespass on the black-robed demon king.

After hearing this, his expression suddenly changed! He was very familiar with this voice, just that.

The old man's voice from the far distance just now. At this moment, the sound appeared behind him, which means... the black-robed demon king has died.

Although the bloodthirsty cat demon was confident, he did not dare to think that he could be stronger than the black-robed demon king. Even the black-robed demon king was dead. He knew that he was like this.

Second, there must be many dangers. But even so, the bloodthirsty cat demon still did not give up. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the sound, but he could not see one.

The snorted coldly, "Who is it, pretending to be a ghost here!" After he finished speaking, the illusory figure of the spirit of the tomb slowly floated in front of him.

After all, this tomb was built by the mysterious and terrifying "Immortals". The formation is naturally extremely terrifying. The black-robed demon king became this tomb.

The tomb owner has a short time and his skills are mastering the outermost thousand-year-old ice.

Although it has strong lethality, it does not threaten the middle-stage monks of the Nascent Soul stage. They can only kill ordinary early-stage monks of the Nascent Soul stage. And the spirit of this tomb is in this tomb.

He lived in the tomb for so long that although he had not been familiar with all the formations, he also controlled most of the attack methods. He was confident, so he was so confident.

It is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and it is difficult for him to escape from this tomb, let alone this mere fifth-level early-stage monster. After only half a stick of incense, the bloodthirsty cat monster died and turned into a red cat monster, with wide eyes and lying quietly.

In the tomb, "Hmph." The tomb spirit snorted coldly and then murmured: "There is another one." After speaking, his figure flashed slightly again. When it emerged again, he had already arrived in front of another tomb gate.

As the spirit of the tomb, the location of the monks and monsters in this tomb is.

Yet he knew it well that no matter how strange the methods of those foreign fifth-level demon kings were, they would be easily defeated by him. The black-clothed fox demon was currently studying.

After the method of breaking the gate of the tomb, there was a little anxiety on his face. With the depth of the tomb, how could this mere fifth-level monster be able to break it? Suddenly, a hint of panic flashed in his charming and beautiful eyes.

The look of the face had already noticed the uninvited guest behind him. But the spirit of the tomb did not show its shape at this time. The place in the black woman looked at was empty.

But she did not relax her vigilance at all, but instead showed a cold murderous intent and looked around carefully. "Die...the monster!"

However, a cold snorkeled up! At the same time, countless thousand years of ice surrounded the woman in black! The woman in black reacted very quickly, and at this time.

He hurriedly avoided sideways, and a look of horror appeared deep in his eyes. Although she avoided the attack of the thousand-year-old ice, she could not expect it.

Around the thousand-year-old ice, there was a blue cyclone shrouding it. She took advantage of her unpreparedness and slashed across her back, causing her to be greatly injured. "Who are you?" The woman in black obviously noticed the extraordinary spirit of the tomb and was not strong.

Xing made a move, but asked. The voice of the tomb spirit was cold, and he was in this tomb again.

A sound of "Kill you!" As the words fell, another spiritual power was being trained, shooting towards the woman in black. Seeing this, the woman in black couldn't help but change her expression slightly. He knew that things had come to this point and this battle was again.

It is unavoidable. "Since you bully people too much, then I can't blame me." The woman in black shouted coldly, then took the initiative to rush towards the place where the spirit of the tomb is. Although he could not see the body of the tomb, he still noticed the spirit of the tomb with the sensing of the demonic power. "Overbial power.

"The spirit of the tomb saw this and just sneered... There will undoubtedly be no other accidents in the result of this battle. The terrible strength of the tomb spirit to control the formation is that if the black-robed demon king had not obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Suppression, he would have been far inferior, let alone the black-robed fox demon. He killed the two monsters one by one.

After that, the spirit of the tomb showed a hint of joy, and then his body flashed again.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to the place where Chen Nan and the Seventh two were. Looking at Chen Nan and the Seventh two who were fainting, the spirit of the tomb showed a gentle look at this moment and murmured: "The inheritor of Lord Zhenxian must be a human." "This person is an excellent choice... but not.

I know whether he can break through that test." When he spoke, he looked at Chen Nan, not the seventh one. After all, the seventh one’s combat power is the same.

Amazing, but what he used was the power of qi and blood. He had not practiced magic, so he naturally could not obtain the inheritance of immortals. Only Chen Nan was the best choice. With this in mind, a trace flashed slightly in the vicissitudes of the tomb's spirit's eyes.

Smiling, he immediately sat calmly in place, quietly waiting for Chen Nan to wake up... In the blink of an eye, three days passed. At this moment, the seventh finally came.

When he woke up from a deep sleep, the pale face returned to rosy again, and the energy of his body was flowing, and he had returned to his heyday. This was the seventh.

His identity is extremely mysterious. No matter how much he is injured, he does not need spiritual medicine. He only needs to sleep for a while and he can recover on his own. This is a natural fighting race.

His vitality is strong and vigorous. Chen Nan is still fainting at this time.

Among them, his face was as pale as paper, without any slightest awakening. Seventh stood up and looked at Chen Nan who was sleeping, with concern in his eyes.

When the spirit of the tomb saw that the seventh woke up, he nodded to him, smiled, and then closed his eyes again. The life in this tomb is extremely.

Boring, for countless years, the spirits of the tomb have been living by sleeping and meditating. Now, naturally, there is no exception. The seventh is also facing the spirits of the tomb.

He nodded slightly, then sat down cross-legged, showing a look of worry, waiting for Chen Nan to wake up. In a blink of an eye, another three days passed. At this time, Chen Nan's.

His face finally stopped pale, but he was still a little sick, breathing evenly, and extremely tiny spiritual power floated beside him. Although this trace of spiritual power was not.

It is enough for fighting, but it can continuously improve Chen Nan's health, which accelerates the improvement of Chen Nan's injuries. Seeing this, the seventh time, he finally showed up.

He smiled. He knew that the first trace of spiritual power was a sign of improvement. At this time, Chen Nan was finally no longer in danger of his life. Just like.

Lu Ming was dying at the beginning, but after Chen Nan took the third-level pill and recovered a trace of spiritual energy throughout his body, he could live for several more years.

This thread of spiritual power is a sign of improvement, and it is extremely critical... Time passes quickly, and in a blink of an eye, January passes...

"You are awake." The spirit of the tomb smiled gently. His expression was very different from when facing monsters, just like a kind old man facing what he admired.
To be continued...