According to the "Sutra of Gods and Demons", the ancient wind demon is one of the top gods and demons in ancient times. Its third phantom wind formation is also called the third phantom wind wheel formation. I don’t know how many great gods will be killed in seconds.

However, the viciousness of his demonic heart is despicable. In order to prevent foreign enemies from entering his tomb, he not only set up a three-level phantom wind array during his lifetime, but also killed millions of women, used his yin blood to feed blood tapeworms, and laid a stone stalactite bloodworm array, which was a shameless conscience.

The wind demon said again: "This is the last wisp of spiritual consciousness in my remaining world. My body has been destroyed for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is entirely up to the power of the extreme wind to maintain this last wisp of spiritual consciousness. Someone has broken this three-level phantom wind formation not long ago. It is the second time you come here. I didn't expect that someone can break my three-level phantom wind wheel formation twice in a short period of time. It is true that there are talented people in the world who have emerged and have been leading the trend for thousands of years."

"What was overdrawn by the triple phantom wind wheel array for the second time was my last divine consciousness. No...no, my last wisp of my divine consciousness will also disappear from this world."

"Senior Fengmo, I would like to ask. When we came in, we found the transparent sarcophagus in front of us. Why is there a huge skeleton inside? Later, there was nothing inside."

Feng Demon's face suddenly changed.

"There was nothing there, it was just a fossil of an ancient elephant. It was old and it melted when it opened the coffin."

"It's really that simple?"

"Yes, yes, ignorant junior, what do you doubt?"

"You are destined to be here. After breaking the formation the previous time, my Wind Demon's Original Power unexpectedly has been inherited. Haha, it's finally a relief. I can finally rest in peace."

The implication is that his power of wind and demon seems to have been passed down. Who is the person who inherits this?

As for the first time he mentioned, except for their master Xu Xiaotian, there is no other person.

"I'm about to disappear. Don't come in this palace, otherwise there will be no place to bury you."

"Remember! Remember!..."

The sound seemed to pass by the wind.

I have come all the time, how can I be content with leaving if I don’t make a few treasures?

Huo Yahan raised his eyebrows and his agile body flew into the palace like a terrifying geese.

On the white ivory chair in the middle of the palace, there was a mummy-like mummy sitting.

It is probably the body of the Wind Demon. The Wind Demon’s biggest treasure should be the power of the divine wind. However, his body and spiritual consciousness after the wind dry have all perished, so what kind of wind power can be described?

She glanced around and round. Apart from the luxurious decoration and exquisite murals, she didn't find any useful treasures for a while.

By the way, is there any mystery in this mural?

The four ferocious beasts and ten artifacts in ancient Chinese myths and legends on this mural are Sanmiao, Fandou, Gun and Gonggong.

There are also the top ten ancient artifacts: Xuanyuan Sword, Pangu Axe, Fuxi Qin, Shennong Ding, Kunlun Mirror, Linglong Tower, Sky Stone, Sun Shooting Bow, Fantian Seal, and Tianji Mirror. Although these pictures are exquisite and realistic, magnificent and perfect, they cannot see any other mystery.

Apart from this, there are almost no decorations in this tomb.

Did they break in with great difficulty? They almost lost their lives and finally got a dry corpse?

Too unwilling to accept it.

There are only a few iron chains as thick as small fingers between the underground river and the palace outside. The waves in the underground river seem to be surging, and the water surface seems to be gradually boiling and bubbles, with silver light flashing, and an unpleasant fishy smell,??????

I don’t know what the monster in the water is, what kind of monster it is?

But at least the monsters in the water did not attack them. Perhaps there was no malice towards them.

Han Zhenjian and Tang Baihu also rushed in. Tang Baihu scratched the mural, scratched the east, and drew marks.

They studied the mural carefully.

Because there are almost no other decorations in this tomb except for murals.

No, what's wrong? Huo Yahan vaguely thought of something. He couldn't remember it for a moment.

By the way, she remembered it.

The pair of green snakes that quickly transformed into dragons were hiding under the huge rocks to hunt. Unexpectedly, they were instantly swept into the water before they could react, and blood light splattered into piles of white bones, turning into blood arrows and pieces of white bones shot out of the water, embedded in the mural of the stone wall, with a very terrifying momentum?????

At that time, the snake blood splashed over a large wall of the mural in a fan-shaped spray. Now there is no trace. There is no trace. There is no clue.

This is so strange. It's so strange.

Maybe this is a breakthrough.

Huo Yahan carefully searched the location where the snake's blood was splattering.

She searched repeatedly, inch by inch, not even letting go of every inch of the mural, and she couldn't find any cracks or any blood.

There was no trace of the snake bone.

By the way, there is something weird here. There must be something weird here.

"Real Sword, come and take a look! Where did the snake blood splash and the snake bones shoot into the mural? Why can't you even find any trace?"

Han Zhenjian came over and took a closer look and it was indeed strange. The mural was completely restored to its original state. The traces of snake blood and the large-scale damage caused by the flying snake bones to the mural were really impossible to find.

This mural is indeed weird!

"Sweet tiger, your nose is so good. Smell it, where is the snake blood sputtered onto the mural?"

The sugar white tiger sniffed everywhere and searched, where did the smell go?

His nose is extremely sensitive, thousands of times more sensitive than a hunting dog. As long as the fishy smell is still there, it is easy to find.

But even he couldn't find that smell, the bloody smell of snakes.

Unless it has disappeared, it is really unexplainable.

Can the smell of this snake blood teleport hundreds or even thousands of miles?

It's impossible.

Tangbaihu searched carefully, and after a long time, he finally made a little discovery. He found that there was a small crack in a place on the mural that was not easy to detect.

From time to time, a trace of cold air penetrated into the small crack.

There is something weird here.

Yes. The smell of blood should have passed through the cold wind and from this small crack.

In other words, in this confined space, this small crack is connected with the outside world.

This may be a sight.

But the crack is too small and too difficult to detect.

But this should be a breakthrough.

The sugar white tiger searched carefully between the cracks, and there was only a trace of cold wind.

Where did this cold wind come from?

The cold wind was absolutely extraordinary. His hair was erected on one point, making his hair stand upside down, and the bone-permeable chill became more and more bone-permeable.

Is it that familiar taste. The strange divine wind of the triple phantom wind array?
Chapter completed!