Song Ziwei shook her head desperately.
All she felt was that there were countless thunders exploding in her head.
It was really difficult for him to accept what he was seeing.
Ye Chen was also speechless. The Song Yijun in front of him was really blinded by lard.
It is said that it is better to cultivate kindness than to give birth to kindness.
You don’t believe in your adoptive father who treats you as his own son and has supported you for more than twenty years.
How dare you trust some bullshit uncle?
You want to say that your uncle is so kind to you.
Then why didn't your father adopt you when he passed away?
As the leader of Fang Xiandao, is he unable to adopt or support him?
Moreover, for decades, they have refused to recognize each other.
How can you believe what such a person says?
However, seeing Song Yijun at this time, he had fallen into madness.
Ye Chen also knew that it would not make sense to reason with such a stupid dog.
So, he shook his head gently and stepped forward to hold Song Ziwei.
He said quickly: "Since he wants to harm you, you don't have to treat him as a relative."
"They are noobs, but the formations they have set up are powerful."
"But, I haven't taken it seriously yet."
"The top priority now is that you must quickly explain the causes and consequences of being a pearl of the night to the owner of this tomb."
"Let's see if we can get his forgiveness."
"As long as he doesn't take his anger out on us."
"I can easily deal with these rookies in front of me."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Wang Tiannan suddenly became furious, "My surname is Ye, do you really think that you are invincible?"
"I tell you, I will kill you today!"
"Open your dog eyes and take a closer look."
"The great formation in front of us is not just a five-element coffin-pressing game."
"Moreover, there is also the Yin evil caused by the collision of our Yin and blood!"
"The small coffin presses the big coffin, and together with our Yin blood, it becomes the Twelve Capital Heavenly Blood Evil Formation."
"The combination of the two formations will increase the overall power by at least three times."
"No matter how strong you are, how can you withstand the strangulation of two large formations?"
Ye Chen turned around and saw those Fang Xiandao disciples dripping blood from their hands on the ground.
Moreover, the blood was used to draw various talismans on the ground.
They are indeed setting up the Twelve Capital Heavenly Blood Fiend Formation.
It seems that Wang Tiannan is not alarmist.
He combined the two formations together to form a fusion formation of multiple formations.
As a result, the power of the formation increased sharply.
However, Ye Chen didn't take these things seriously.
As long as it is a large formation, it must have an eye.
Give him some time, and he will soon be able to find the formation's eye and break through the formation.
Relatively speaking, the supreme war god in this coffin is more terrifying.
Ye Chen gently patted Song Ziwei's shoulder to comfort him.
He said quickly: "Ignore these two idiots."
"Hurry up and explain this matter to the owner of the tomb in the coffin."
"Remember, no matter what happens, just do your thing and never stop."
"I will take care of other things."
"Don't worry, I'm here to keep you safe."
Song Ziwei looked at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's firm eyes gave him a lot of confidence.
Finally, he no longer hesitated.
He began to kneel in front of the coffin and tell the story of the luminous pearl.
"You bastard! You bastard!" Seeing Ye Chen dare to ignore him like this.
Song Yijun was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
Turning to look at Wang Tiannan, he shouted loudly: "Master Wang, kill them now!"
"I want them dead, and I want them dead now!"
Wang Tiannan smiled sinisterly and said, "If we kill him now, wouldn't it be too easy for him?"
"I must torture him so hard that he will go completely crazy in fear and despair."
"Besides this, I have been coveting the eldest lady of the Song family for a long time."
"Today, in this ancient tomb, if I could have a weekend break with her, it would be a special experience."
"Ancient tomb, beauty, tut tut tut..."
"Thinking about this contrast, I can't help but..."
Song Yijun roared and said, "Whatever you want!"
"But that bitch named Ye must die."
Wang Tiannan waved the long sword in his hand and plunged it into the ground.
Then, he made a sharp stroke with his hand on the long sword, directly slicing the palm of his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed his blood-covered palm onto the ground, which was also filled with blood.
He yelled: "Array up!"
His words remained unbroken.
"Ouch..."
"Woooo..."
A burst of heart-rending, miserable shouts came from nowhere.
Just listening to the sound, you can tell that it is definitely not a sound that humans can make.
Everyone listening felt their scalps numb and their hairs standing on end.
Then, he saw two paper figures, one red and one blue, in the tomb, and his eyes suddenly opened.
He let out a burst of weird laughter.
The dead cat heads and fox heads in the other two directions also opened their eyes at the same time, and both gave out a burst of green light and stared at Ye Chen.
And above the coffin, the pool of raw meat in the small coffin actually made bursts of crying sounds like a baby.
Then, everyone felt that the entire ancient tomb began to tremble slightly.
And in the tomb passage.
Suddenly, a strong wind began blowing directly into the main tomb chamber from the tomb passage outside.
The disciples of Fang Xiandao fled for fear of being blown by these evil winds.
Although, it just passed by this sinister wind.
However, those Fang Xiandao disciples all felt the biting ice.
If you look carefully, you can see thousands of shadows mixed in the dark wind.
This group of phantoms had ferocious faces, and all of them made a strange, scalp-numbing cry.
The Five Elements Coffin Pressing Bureau is to gather all the Yin Qi in this vast mountain together.
Those demons and demons like Yin Qi the most, so naturally they all gather towards this side.
Countless ghosts with green faces and fangs and ferocious faces quickly gathered around.
Each one of them rushed towards Ye Chen like they were going crazy.
Looking at that look, it seemed like he wanted to eat Ye Chen alive.
Song Ziwei knelt on the ground, facing the tomb owner in the coffin, and quickly explained the causes and consequences of Ye Mingzhu.
Countless winds blew his long hair around, and the Hanfu he wore was blown violently.
His whole body was trembling uncontrollably.
However, he never stopped.
Because, he believed that Ye Chen would be able to protect him.
"You are looking for death."
This time, Ye Chen was really angry.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Yijun, Wang Tiannan and others.
His eyes were cold, as if there was no trace of human emotion.
Ye Chen stepped on it, and the biggest gossip suddenly appeared.
He squatted down, bit his fingertips, and drew a talisman in his palm.
He snapped towards one of the doors in the Bagua.
Yelled Tu Zi Men, "Shan Gang Style!"
In front of the two of them, a transparent pagoda with an earthy color instantly rose up.
At this moment, everything around Ye Chen and Song Ziwei was calm.
Song Ziwei's long hair that was flying around quickly fell down, and her clothes no longer made any violent noises.
It was as calm as if nothing happened just now.
