The weird scene continues.
Under the old grave, which was obviously deserted, not even a ghost, not only did the hair of the old beast grow, but there were also waves of low roars mixed with anger and fear.
An evil force that is not Yin Qi, evil spirit, or spiritual energy covers the tomb.
The skinny Jiang Chen's eyes turned into a dark green at this moment, strange and deep, making people dare not look directly at him. He was obviously hanging there by a stone sculpture, but in the eyes of the three people, he seemed to be a man sitting upright in this half-century building. The king on top of the red tomb.
"Ho... ho ho..."
Jiang Chen bared his teeth and laughed. This sound made a ghost cultivator, an evil body, and a legendary monster present feel chills all over his body!
There was even a sudden movement in the mist, as if something was originally watching here and chose to escape.
"run?"
Jiang Chen suddenly raised his lowered head, startling the three of them. He waved slightly, and the Yin Divine Hammer flew up out of thin air and shot into the mist at extremely high speed.
During this process, He Bo slowly revealed his figure and grasped the handle of the hammer.
After a while, a terrifying battle sound came from the fog not far away. The large white fog was soaked in black, and the strong ominous power spread crazily in a small area.
"This is..." The evil body turned around to look, stunned for a moment.
"Is it it!?" Uncle Wei seemed to have thought of something, with a hint of deep fear in his eyes.
It was this thing that had tricked him.
Five days ago, even though I tried my best, I couldn't escape from its hands.
What shocked him was that Jiang Chen, who was seriously injured and dying, could control the evil thing with a casual wave of his hand without even taking action himself!
However, compared to the battle in the thick fog, the scene in front of me was more shocking.
On the semi-red grave, mutations reborn.
Without seeing any movement from Jiang Chen, the wailing at the bottom of the grave became more and more ferocious, and streams of bright red energy began to surge up and penetrate into Jiang Chen's body, and the vitality he had lost began to surge.
"Could it be that……"
Uncle Wei's old face was full of shock.
If he read it correctly, this tomb took the initiative to return everything that had been sucked away from Jiang Chen!
"Little Jiang, what is the origin of this... this... him...?"
Although he had long known that Jiang Chen was extraordinary, seeing all this with his own eyes still left Uncle Wei speechless.
Soon, Jiang Chen's body returned to normal, but the changes in the tomb did not stop. A steady stream of vitality and power poured out, and now the snatcher became him!
After more than ten minutes, the whole tomb finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and the tomb cracked little by little.
At this time, Jiang Chen had already reached the sixth step of the King Realm. He was surging with powerful blood energy, and his face was full of glory. Those who knew he was entangled in a half-step red tomb, and those who didn't know thought he had gone to wash his feet. , the technician also took the initiative to waive the order.
"That's about it. This half-step of the red tomb is indeed stronger than the ordinary tomb. Not bad, not bad."
Jiang Chen rubbed his temples, stretched out his right hand to hold the stone sculpture, and pulled it out of his chest bit by bit.
He hung in the air, turned around, and stared at the old grave.
The stone sculpture was stained with his blood, and an ancient and complex pattern appeared on its body. It trembled slightly, and then it erupted into vast energy fluctuations like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
The strong wind blew, making Uncle Wei and the three of them almost unable to stand.
"This is...the weapon of that person back then!?"
"Something that almost surpasses the most powerful weapon!"
He couldn't help but speak in shock.
At this time, Jiang Chen had also moved. He simply smashed the sculpture out and crashed into the old tomb.
"boom"
The old tomb that had not been damaged at all when the Yin Shen Hammer fell with all its strength was directly torn into pieces under this mold, and the soil was scattered. In the end, what was left in place was only a lump of black and red dirty flesh and blood, with no visible shape.
Jiang Chen raised his hand at this time, and the Yin Divine Hammer flew back, landed in the grave, and began to absorb the remaining ominous power.
At the same time, a figure deep in the mist breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and fled quickly.
But at this moment, Jiang Chen backhandedly threw the stone sculpture to the evil body.
"Second child, six o'clock direction, very strong."
When the evil body heard the words, without saying a word, hundreds of hands worked together to throw the stone sculpture violently, as if it were throwing a mountain peak, and the earth shook violently.
"boom"
There was a loud bang, accompanied by an unbelievable voice, and a strange creature that existed in the graveyard, contaminated with ominous power, and that almost no one dared to provoke, died tragically.
When Jiang Chen waved his hand to recall the stone sculpture, several people saw the appearance of this thing clearly.
It looks human-like, with black patches all over its body, its limbs twisted like tentacles, and various ancient curse words written on its face and back that may not even belong to this world.
A few more glances would make even a high-ranking king-level expert feel uncomfortable.
"That's it! That's it!" Uncle Wei recognized it at a glance: "A few days ago, I successfully deceived myself by virtue of my identity as a ghost cultivator, and I didn't encounter any danger all the way into the tomb area."
"But I never expected that after encountering this ghost, it would be like a nightmare, and I couldn't get rid of it even if I tried my best."
"It seems to be related to this semi-red tomb. It brought me here and used it to nourish this place."
Jiang Chen nodded, roughly understanding what Uncle Wei had experienced.
"Boy Jiang, did you really take care of the things in this... grave? Will there be any future troubles?"
At this time, Uncle Wei looked at Jiang Chen with a somewhat unfamiliar look.
He really didn't expect that even if this kid did some unexpected things in this world, he would actually be so comfortable in the secondary restricted area.
"Oh, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me."
Jiang Chen slapped his head, holding a shovel hammered with a royal weapon, he ran over and skillfully dug up the soil and set it aside.
In the process, he also found several never-before-seen treasures from the grave.
A fruit is about the size of a fist, very round, crystal clear, and wine red, like a priceless ruby.
The most important thing is that it exudes an extremely rich vitality, making people wonder if it is some kind of spiritual delicacy.
There is another one, the size of a gold ingot, looks like a little baby, flesh-colored, and looks inexplicably scary.
Equally vibrant and coveted.
The other is a small grass with four leaves, all of which are black. Different from the previous two, this grass is filled with death. If you touch it, your hands will immediately turn black, and the skin will quickly rot and become like a dead person. No difference.
There is also a yellowed notebook.
"This...this actually has results. The legend is not false!" Uncle Wei was very excited.
"Old Wei, do you know these things?" Jiang Chen looked over.
Uncle Wei obviously knew the inside story and took a deep breath: "Boy Jiang, do you know who is buried in this grave?"
"How do we know if you don't tell me? Old man, this is too blunt. You can ask Senior Tie Zhu for advice later." Tie Zhu muttered dissatisfiedly, obviously still a little unconvinced.
Uncle Wei was not angry at all when he heard this and smiled.
"That's true, I talk too much nonsense."
"To be honest, buried in this grave is the founder of my lineage of ghost cultivators!"
