At this moment, hundreds of clay figurines seemed to come to life, their eyes glowing with a faint green light, and the target was Yang Tianming.

"Wow"

The clay figurines turned around and strode with a crisp and neat voice, like a legion of heavily armored samurai who had made a decisive decision.

These clay figurines all held long swords in both hands, and walked towards Yang Tianming in unison.

However, before Yang Tianming could get nervous, one of the clay figurines, when he took the third step, the leg that had just stepped out actually fell down.

And then, as if echoing the clay figurines that had lost their legs, after a few steps, the rest of the clay figurines also fell apart

Yang Tianming saw it straight.

Facing these hundreds of clay figurines armed with weapons, Yang Tianming almost ran away just now.

As a result, these clay figurines themselves fell into disrepair and fell apart

The front one fell apart, and the one behind was still moving forward, and then they tripped over a large area.

Even if he walked in the front and did not trip, after walking more than ten meters, he was still shaky and swaying.

What about momentum? What about combat effectiveness?

It turns out that a master like the tomb owner also has times when he misses the calculation.

I think that in the era when the ancient tomb was first built, the combat effectiveness of these clay figurines should be very strong.

It's just been too long

There's nothing that time can't solve, and that's true.

Yang Tianming just stood like this, watching an army of clay figurines finish themselves and fall into pieces of stumps, and he didn't know what to say.

Providence?

"Big brother, you are a Jiren with your own natural appearance, you are so lucky, don't touch a few good treasures"

As he was talking, Zhou Lao Wu's voice suddenly became quieter, and he slapped himself hard.

It's really dead!

Yang Tian understood him: "I'm really curious, who is the identity of the owner of this tomb?" ”

Although it is a bit ugly that hundreds of clay figurines fall apart when they move, after the time of the previous year, they can still make these clay figurines move, which already shows the ability of the owner of this tomb.

Even in ancient times, there were not many cultivators who could have such skills.

In addition, the construction of such a large ancient tomb may be a bit famous.

Yang Tianming originally didn't plan to go to the main tomb, but by coincidence, he arrived accidentally.

He didn't plan to take a look near the coffin, but in order to protect the coffin, such a tight clay figurine was scattered, and it would be a waste of opportunity to take a look.

"You'd better wait here, I'll take a look and I'll be back."

Yang Tianming didn't care about whether he was respectful to his predecessors or not, everyone was a cultivator, and he knew very well that this ancient tomb had long since become a dead tomb.

In other words, the soul of the owner of the tomb is no more, and everything in the tomb has become ownerless.

Even if there are bones, they are just a stinky skin.

Stepping on the clay figurines scattered all over the place, Yang Tianming walked to the coffin on the central stone platform.

Along the way, he was on the lookout for possible surprises.

But when I walked up to the stone platform and came to the coffin, nothing happened.

It's that easy?

The easier it is, the more uneasy Yang Tianming becomes.

This ancient tomb complex is built so hidden, with three layers inside and three layers outside, with both black shadow ghosts guarding the main road, and delicate artifacts like spell trojan horses, even if a cultivator can break in, it will be a life of death.

But when I got to the coffin, it was so calm.

It's like breaking through a raging storm in the dark and coming to the center of the storm

"Senior, I don't mean to bother, just stop by and take a look." Yang Tianming said.

Of course, he knew that no one would hear him talk to himself, but he still greeted him politely.

Look at this big coffin, it is made of fine golden silk nanmu, and I don't know how many years it has been placed in the ground, and the coffin is only a little old.

was about to open the coffin, but Yang Tianming suddenly caught a glimpse of a line of small words engraved on the head of the coffin:

Since you come here, you will have a fate, send you three treasures, don't open the coffin!

Yang Tianming was stunned for a moment, and then saw that under the small characters, there was an arrow engraved, pointing to the ground in front of the coffin.

It's kind of interesting!

Yang Tianming had to admire the wisdom of the owner of the tomb.

He expected that if someone had the ability to come to his coffin, it would mean that what he had arranged during his lifetime would be useless.

At this time, he simply sent out the "three treasures" in exchange for the other party not to open the coffin.

Since people don't want people to open the coffin, and they still have the three treasures, Yang Tianming is not an insatiable person, no matter what the three treasures are, he is already content.

On this trip, he had nothing else to ask for, one was to save Zhou Lao Wu's soul, and the other was the large pile of spirit stones that Zhou Lao Wu said

Now that there is no spirit stone, Yang Tianming is a little disappointed, but if he can get a "Three Treasures", it can be regarded as a surprise.

As for what the Three Treasures are, Yang Tianming guessed that it should be the ancient "three-piece magic weapon set", that is, the peach wood sword, the gossip mirror, and the soul bell.

Although it is not a superb treasure, it was even just a "standard" in ancient times, but in today's world, it is completely luxurious to be able to collect these three-piece sets.

Yang Tianming looked in the direction indicated by the arrow, and gently tapped the stone slab on the ground, and sure enough, there was a hollow sound.

He took out the black gold dagger and pried it down along the gap in the stone slab, keeping a careful eye out for possible anomalies.

Until the slate was completely pried open, there were still no incidents.

It seems that the owner of the tomb was sincere in sending the "Three Treasures".

When I opened the slate, I saw three things in the dark compartment.

Yang Tianming was stunned.

The three treasures inside are not the three treasures he imagined at all!

What are these things?

Realizing the difference between these three treasures, Yang Tianming's eyes suddenly lit up again.

At least it won't be worse than a three-piece magic weapon set.

Yang Tianming immediately took out the three things inside.

A pitch-black hilt, a ring with red gemstones, and a small Dan furnace no bigger than a basketball

What the heck?

Yang Tianming could clearly feel that on the so-called "Three Treasures", there were strong spiritual power fluctuations.

But are these ritual weapons? What a strange shape.

Especially a delicate-looking black hilt, heavy in the hand.

But this is a, huh?

Could it be that when you fight, you have to throw the hilt of your sword out and smash people?

As for the large ring, seeing the red gemstone on it, you can be sure that this is definitely not a space ring.

So wearing this thing, is there a hairy use?

There is also a small Dan furnace, this thing is really alchemy? I can't even fit the medicinal materials in a furnace of Dan!

Just when Yang Tianming was powerless to complain and planned to study the three treasures, he only heard a scream behind him?

"Ahh Help me! ”

Yang Tianming hurriedly turned around, and saw that Zhou Tian's body was shrouded in a soft white light. And the white light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Tian's whole person disappeared with it.