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Although this voice is faint and fleeting, Liu Suiyun and Guo Huijun can clearly confirm that this is indeed Xu Zhaori's voice.

Could it be that he didn't die under Chen Chaonan's hands, but what about the Five Mountains Spirit Rune Sutra on Chen Chaonan's body?

Liu Suiyun hesitated for a moment, but still followed Guo Huijun over, no matter how strange this matter is, Guo Huijun and him will definitely find the answer.

This road is not long, it is only more than a hundred steps, Liu Suiyun watched the field of vision in front of him become broader, and couldn't help but be shocked by Beihe Zhenjun's generosity again!

No one thought that there was such a vast tomb in such a deep underground, Liu Suiyun roughly estimated that this tomb was at least two or three hundred acres in circumference, and it was about ten zhang high.

What makes people feel even more extravagant is the countless burial goods, although the tomb robbers have swept countless times, but everything that remains in the tomb tells everyone what a luxurious existence this Beihe Zhenjun is.

There are dozens of giant colored corals alone, but it is a pity that these rare corals in the world are now split into two or three sections, and they have become worthless, and the ground is originally made of precious jade that I don't know what kind of precious jade is used in the road, and it has also become a mess, and there are weapons racks that have been swept away, although the weapons have been completely missing, but the residual breath on them tells Liu Suiyun that this Beihe Zhenjun is definitely a strong Bei Aotian!

Liu Suiyun even had a suspicion that if this Beihe True Monarch could put the spirit stone consumed by this tomb stone on top of his own cultivation, he might have broken through the Yuanying realm long ago, and he would not have fallen early.

However, he quickly shifted his gaze to the two sides in the battle, with the crystal coffin of the Beihe True Monarch as the midpoint, and the two sides of the battle were engaged in a battle to the death.

One side is still An Zhiyu and Xu Zhaori, Xu Zhaori is still very treacherous, and An Zhiyu, an old monk who is about to live his life, doesn't know what kind of expired aphrodisiac Lu Dao has eaten, and he actually burst out with the strength of the foundation building period, and he can make it difficult for the other party to parry with a random shot.

And the flower-clothed monk opposite them, now there are only five people left, although the strength is the weakest and has the level of the late stage of qi refining, but they retreat one after another, but on the crystal coffin behind them, there is actually an old monk who is as old as An Zhiyu Longzhong is there to supervise the battle.

It's just that when Liu Suiyun saw the old monk for the first time, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, this is a kind of alarm and awe from the heart, this one-armed old man is definitely not simple!

The old monk, who looked like he was in his last years, looked goosebumps, extremely old, and even had a broken arm, but he rode on top of an equally mutilated bone wolf, oblivious to the battle ahead, just staring at the crystal coffin.

This is the Foundation Monk!

Liu Suiyun has such an intuition, this is definitely a foundation-building monk who is about to live his life.

Liu Suiyun knew what to do, as soon as he saw this old monk, he had that feeling of awe, and an Anzhi fish could make him feel extremely pierced, not to mention a foundation building monk who had lived for nearly three hundred years.

It seems that this one-armed old man is old and useless, but he has achieved a longevity of two hundred and forty years old, coupled with the accumulation of one or two hundred years, Liu Suiyun suspects that this old man has lived for about three hundred years.

What is the concept of a foundation building monk who has lived for 300 years, which means that he can be called a real old thief, and I don't know how many big scenes Lu Dao has experienced, how many big battles he has experienced, and how many earth-shattering killer weapons he has in his hands - to survive these three hundred years of wind and rain is definitely not a simple person.

Liu Suiyun even had a feeling that the person who urged the tide of strange beasts to attack them in Yanzhi Mountain was this old and immortal thief!

The appearance of such a three-person team of them triggered a fundamental change in the entire battle situation, it turned out that An Zhiyu and Xu Zhaori had the upper hand, and as soon as the monks of the Supreme Demon Sect saw that the other party had killed three more new forces, they couldn't help but be in a hurry, and even caused a Qi Refining Dacheng monk in the formation to turn around and run towards the one-armed old man.

The one-armed old man was still only concerned about the crystal coffin that had been torn apart, and he was completely unaware of the supreme demon sect monk who was rushing over, this flower-clothed monk with the twelfth layer of qi refining cultivation immediately knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Remnant Wolf Ancestor, Remnant Wolf Ancestor, the enemy is too strong!

The Remnant Wolf Ancestor finally turned his head, but Liu Suiyun only felt a pain in his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to avoid the gaze of the Remnant Wolf Ancestor!

However, he finally saw the face of the old wolf ancestor clearly, and sure enough, being old and not dying is a thief, and Liu Suiyun is the first time to see such an ugly man.

It's just that the next moment he was already frightened by the ruthlessness of the Remnant Wolf Ancestor, and he saw the Remnant Wolf Ancestor slam his palm on the Heavenly Spirit cover of the flower-clothed monk: "The old man has raised you for sixty years, and he can't build a foundation, nor can he swear to serve to the death, what use do you want!"

This flower-clothed monk turned out to be tall and thin, extremely conspicuous, but the remnant wolf ancestor slammed down, although there was no trace of blood, but the flower-clothed monk was directly killed, not to mention, the whole person's instantaneous breath has shrunk into a few pieces of white bones that are no more than a foot, and there is not even a drop of flesh and blood left.

The remnant wolf ancestor struck hard, turned his head again, and no longer looked at the battle situation in front of him, and the expired aphrodisiac that An Zhiyu ate seemed to have a good effect, and he roared loudly: "Wind Remnant Wolf, Wind Remnant Wolf, your death time has come, why bother to support it, if we discuss it well, I just need that Supreme Secret Spirit Plant...... scroll"

The wind remnant wolf's hand had reached into the crystal coffin, and he didn't know what he was groping for in a cloud of red mist, and he was extremely concentrated, but he replied to An Zhiyu with his heart: "An Zhiyu, what did you say?"

"Supreme Secret Spirit Plantation Scroll, I only need this!

"Ha Lu haha...... " The wind wolf laughed and laughed very fiercely: "A mere volume of supreme secrets, how can you work my wind wolf!

"Mistaken?"

An Zhiyu was a little surprised, but he lived for more than a hundred years, and his eyes were bright, but he would not disturb his mind with a few words from the wind wolf, but strengthened his offensive: "Xu Daoyou, let Xingxiao lead them to come up to help in the battle!"

Xu Zhaori turned his head slightly to look at Liu Suiyun and Guo Huijun, then lowered his head and looked at the ground, but said, "You shouldn't come!"

Guo Huijun had already thought of countless scenes when she met Xu Zhaori, but she didn't expect Xu Zhaori to say such a sentence, she almost couldn't hold the sword and shield in her hand, and her footsteps stopped.

And the wind remnant wolf over there had already laughed loudly: "An Zhiyu, I said that you were mistaken, that is, you were mistaken, the Beihe Patriarch of this sect did get a few volumes of supreme secrets, including the spirit plant scroll you wanted, but our Beihe Patriarch is full of enemies, step by step, the spirit plant scroll has been lost before he fell! There is no spirit plant scroll in this tomb at all!"

"No Spirit Plant?"

An Zhiyu didn't want to believe this answer, he had been running for more than ten years for this volume of supreme secrets, and regarded it as his all hope of breaking through the foundation building period: "You liar!"

At this moment, Xu Zhaori was like a flying swift, and he forced himself into the gap between the flower-clothed monks at an astonishing speed, and he didn't even need to raise his heart, and countless Luo Ying were colored and pasted on the same door of An Zhiyu, and then Luo Yingcai was sticky, and he had already transformed into countless colorful flower rains, and the old monk with the thirteenth layer of Qi refining cultivation didn't even have time to scream, and he had already fallen to the ground in the deadly flower rain.

Now it's his turn to have a showdown with the wind remnant wolf: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a supreme secret, hand over the relics of Beihe Zhenjun!"

"The relics of Beihe Zhenjun?"

An Zhiyu gained the impact of endless joy after the great sorrow, if there is really the relics of Beihe Zhenjun in this tomb, the value is far better than a volume of supreme secrets, after all, he is about to end his life, after getting the supreme secrets, I am afraid it will take several years to study, and then spend many years planting elixir and spiritual grass, and I don't know how many years it will take to have a real harvest.

However, the relics of this quasi-Yuan infant monk, even a hair is a treasure, and it can be used with a little refining, and if it can be refined into spiritual weapons and elixirs, it will have infinite power, and it can be used immediately, and there is no need to wait for many years.

Now it was the turn of the wind wolf to be shocked: "What kind of relic? nonsense!"

It's just that before he finished speaking, a bone hand flew out of the red mist in the crystal coffin, but fortunately, the wind wolf moved like electricity, grabbed this bone hand, and laughed proudly: "That's right, Beihe Patriarch left this left hand, and when he fell, he was blown away by the enemy, but he, like the old man, should use this left hand to wield a sword and a gun at night, and he has a special affection for his left hand, so this left hand stayed......"

Liu Suiyun glanced at the bone hand, it was obviously just an ordinary bone hand, an ordinary white bone, strictly speaking, it was only half a left hand, only the forearm remained, but he didn't dare to look at this bone hand.

This is the power of the Quasi-Yuan Infant Monk, even if it is just a remnant of the left hand!

When the wind wolf caught this bone hand, it was extraordinary, and he shouted: "Those stupid tomb robbers, who entered Baoshan but returned empty-handed, who would have thought that the Beihe patriarch would hide this hand in that kind of place, hahaha...... Let you taste the power! Let you know what it means to wield a sword day and carry a gun at night!"

As soon as his words fell, the air seemed to freeze, and Liu Suiyun only felt that the endless death intent had been pressed, and he could only hold the Heavenly Tears Star Falling Sword tightly.

It's just an old and immortal foundation building monk, how can it be so simple to borrow the Dao technique cast by Beihe Zhenjun's left hand, and the next moment the entire tomb was filled with a black mist full of dead air, Liu Suiyun held the sword in his hand and trembled, but he was powerless to make any resistance.

This is the power of the Jindan realm!

Although Liu Suiyun couldn't even move a finger, but in the face of this overwhelming coercion, he had a natural feeling, just like he borrowed the Heavenly Tears Star Falling Sword, the Wind Remnant Wolf also borrowed the bone hand of Beihe Zhenjun to perform at least the Jindan realm and even the middle and late stages of the Jindan Dao technique, which was not something that he could resist as a Qi refining cultivator.

Guo Huijun and Xia Jingjue had the same feeling as Liu Suiyun, they felt that they could only let this black mist with dead air seep in, and An Zhiyu over there had already pounced and fell directly to the ground.

The wind remnant wolf laughed, but before the laughter fell, he let out a mixed scream, and the whole person almost fell into the crystal coffin: "How is it possible, how can you break through my Nine Netherworld Prison Net? Even if it is a quasi-golden pill, it is impossible to receive this move from me!"

Xu Zhaori's voice became more and more treacherous: "Because your Nine Netherworld Hell Net is only effective for mortals, and I ......"

"It's already a dead man!"