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Chapter 900: The Mist Beast’s True Face

Yan Lan did not hesitate and stepped into the ancient tomb.

Before his eyes, there was endless darkness, a thick aura of death, and a hoarse roar that was horrifying.

Yan Lan pondered: "There are still some differences between this ancient tomb and the ancient underground tomb of Zhanjia, but the difference is not big. The last time I came in, I encountered a dark beast that could swallow souls. Just in case, I still

It would be better to sacrifice the mysterious monk brought out from the ancient tomb."

With a thought, a black mist figure appeared in front of Yan Lan.

The black shadow monk looked around and said in surprise: "How come we are in the ancient tomb again? This... this ancient tomb seems a little different. Where is it?"

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said: "This is also an ancient tomb. There is a powerful being inside the tomb. With your ability, you should be able to help me solve it."

The black shadow monk smiled lowly and said in a dry voice: "Hey, don't worry, I can become the ultimate king in that ancient tomb, and no one in this ancient tomb can resist my edge... Hey, you are a blind guy.

, it actually slowly approached me, trying to catch me off guard? Ridiculous!"

The black shadow monk said in a voice that only Yan Lan could hear. After speaking, he shook his body and turned into a black mist, which dispersed faintly.

Yan Lan watched the surroundings vigilantly. At first, he was not strong enough and had to run away after being roared by the mysterious black mist beast.

Nowadays, Yan Lan's cultivation is not what it used to be, and his knowledge is also different. He guessed in his mind that the black mist beast in this tomb should be a certain beast that accidentally entered the ancient tomb.

Devouring all living beings, he became the strongest being in the ancient tomb, just like the shadow monks he conquered.

Yan Lan smiled slightly, and couldn't help but look forward to it. The two strongest existences in the ancient tombs. Who will defeat whom in the end.

"roar……"

Yan Lan turned his head suddenly and searched for his soul power. A hundred miles away from him, violent fluctuations were heard. The sound of thick fighting and collision also came rolling in immediately.

"Finally the fight begins!"

Yan Lan stayed still, frowning, paying attention to the battle situation.

After a violent shock, a pitiful roar was heard.

Immediately, Yan Lan saw a dark shadow carrying a black beast.

The black shadow monk said arrogantly: "A green-eyed white tiger that has become a spirit dares to show off its cruelty in front of me. Although its spiritual intelligence has become a little enlightened, it is still a beast after all. You little tiger, be my mount."

Yan Lan stared intently and saw that this beast indeed looked like a white tiger with green eyes, but there was no trace of white in its body.

Yan Lan remembered the summons that came from the tomb the last time she approached this tomb, and she always had doubts in her mind. She asked: "Did the summons that I received outside the tomb before come from you?"

The jade-eyed white tiger nodded quickly. A spiritual consciousness came out and said: "It's me."

Yan Lan's eyes brightened slightly, the ferocious beast that could transmit spiritual consciousness had reached an extremely high level of strength, because even the thundering purple eagle could not transmit spiritual consciousness.

Yan Lan said: "Why did you send out the summons? Since you couldn't find the exit of the ancient tomb, how did you send the summons out?"

The green-eyed white tiger replied: "The more creatures I devour, the stronger I will be, and the more powerful I will have the opportunity to walk out of this dark place. As for the fact that I can send out summons, it's not because I have great magical powers, but because your soul is too powerful."

Powerful. I can sense it even in the ancient tomb, so I tried to summon you, hoping that you can come in."

Yan Lan frowned and said, "Apart from you, are there any other living creatures in this tomb?"

The green-eyed white tiger shook his head and said: "No longer. At first, I felt that there was a treasure in this ancient tomb, so I came in rashly. Anyone who wanted to enter could not get out. There were many strong people in this tomb, and they killed and devoured each other.

In the end, they all became something in my belly.”

Yan Lan nodded slightly. The jade-eyed white tiger was born with the magical ability to hunt for treasures. In addition, it was a ferocious beast on the Luotian Thousand Beasts list. Monks with the same level of cultivation would not be able to match it unless they had magical powers that could defy the heavens.

Yan Lan turned her eyes and looked at the black shadow monk, feeling slightly surprised that this person could subdue such a powerful green-eyed white tiger, which shows how strong his cultivation is.

However, staying in the ancient tomb for a long time is like being in an alchemy furnace and has been refined into a black mist state. I wonder if it can return to its original appearance.

However, this state of black mist is not entirely bad. It can be gathered or dispersed, and it can be regarded as a kind of magical power.

Yan Lan said to the green-eyed white tiger: "As long as you surrender to me and don't rebel in any way, I can take you out of here."

The blue-eyed white tiger's eyes lit up, and he immediately got into a prostrate posture and said excitedly: "If you can really take me out, I am willing to surrender and will never betray you. All the efforts I have made are to get out of this damn place.

Even if you become a beast master, it is better than being trapped here and not seeing the light of day."

Yan Lan raised her palm and said: "Sacrifice your soul seal!"

The jade-eyed white tiger's body trembled, and its soul imprint was instantly imprinted on Yan Lan's palm.

Yan Lan briefly explored the jade-eyed white tiger beast soul, narrowed his eyes and said: "You have forgotten your name, I will give you a new name - Husha!"

The green-eyed white tiger nodded repeatedly to express acceptance.

After that, Yan Lan looked at the black shadow monk and said: "You don't know your name, so let's call him Heisha for now. When you recover your memory, you will change it to your real name."

The black shadow monk also agreed without any resistance.

Yan Lan continued: "Hu Sha, from now on, you will be the Black Sha's mount. If you two follow me loyally, one day I will return your soul seals and give you freedom."

When Hei Sha and Hu Sha heard this, they both showed expressions of ecstasy, nodding their heads in agreement with the utmost respect.

It is the greatest luck for them to get such a promise from Yan Lan. If it were not for Yan Lan, they would sink into the ancient tombs forever until everything is exhausted and they will perish.

Most of their memories have disappeared, and they have forgotten who they once were, so they no longer have the aloofness of being strong men.

In addition, Yan Lan can enter and leave the ancient tomb, but they cannot, so the feeling of Yan Lan in their hearts is even more mysterious.

Yan Lan sacrificed the Hell Lantern, opened the Nether Fire Space and said: "You guys should take shelter here for now. I have put a lot of pure energy in it for you to devour and practice. If necessary, I will call you out."

Heisha nodded, grabbed the slightly hesitant Husha, and rushed into the Nether Fire Space.

Yan Lan put away the Hell Lantern and said in a deep voice: "Neither the Black Evil nor the Tiger Evil have ever seen the two giant hands holding up the sky. This matter is revealed to be strange and cannot be known to others for the time being."

Immediately, Yan Lan rushed towards the depths of the ancient tomb.

In just a few hours, we arrived at the vast white area.

Yan Lan looked at the hands hanging down to the sky and the hands raised to the sky, which had not changed at all, and thought to herself: "This tomb is much smaller than the ancient tomb under the Zhan family. The giant hands in the two tombs are the same size.

It’s just that the giant hand in this tomb does not reveal the appearance of its owner.”

"From this point of view, the underground tomb of Zhanjia should be the more important tomb. But I don't know if there is any larger tomb that can fully display the appearance and physical characteristics of the owner of these two hands."

Yan Lan inspected the two hands back and forth, and found nothing out of the ordinary like the Zhan family's underground tomb. He just returned the same way, offered the yin and yang flag, and left the tomb. (To be continued...)
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