Yang Bufan couldn't help shouting. After going through all kinds of hardships, he finally broke through to another realm again. All the momentum around him was released, which shocked himself. It was impossible for ordinary dragon-defeating realms to have such momentum. He He nodded, looking very satisfied.
After a long time, he put away his momentum. He had verified his strength and got the results he thought of.
At this time, he remembered the words of the Great God King and the Witch again. Yang Bufan felt confused and his understanding was limited. A thought secretly emerged in his heart. It seemed that there were many unknown secrets waiting for him to uncover.
Yang Bufan has a headache. Since he still can't understand it, he shouldn't think about it and concentrate on improving his strength.
He looked around and saw that the little monk and the big yellow dog were nowhere to be seen. They probably went wild and crazy somewhere.
He looked at the treasure bag he had snatched from Yunyuan. In the battle with Lingxu Sect, almost everyone had used crystal stones, and Bai Lingzhi was also devoured by him.
Yang Bufan smiled bitterly. Now he is short of supplies and needs too many crystals!
He once again studied the formations by himself. Yang Bufan felt that the formations really had infinite effects. In the Lingxu Sect, they also relied on the formations to show their power. Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat Yunzhonglong. He decided to practice the formations to the Deeper.
Not long after, the little monk and the big yellow dog appeared. They came over cursing.
Yang Bufan looked at the two of them, as if he had seen a ghost. He saw that the little monk and the big yellow dog were both gray-headed and dirty, with mud marks on their faces. It formed a knot, as if crawling out of a hole in the ground.
"What are you two doing?" Yang Bufan asked in surprise, it was hard to imagine how it could be like this.
"It's all this guy's fault. He has to dig holes in the ground. He must be suffering from an occupational disease again. He has to dig up people's ancestral graves. There's nothing he can do to stop him!" The big yellow dog sprayed at the little monk.
"You know nothing. You will know when I take you in." The little monk disagreed with the big yellow dog's words.
"this....."!
Yang Bufan was speechless. It turned out that the young monk suffered from occupational disease again. It seemed that he went to dig holes for people to steal!
"Do you know where I am digging? Do you still remember the last time I told you that there is a big tomb under the Lingxu Sect?" The little monk pretended to be mysterious and said to Yang Bufan.
"What"!
Yang Bufan and Dahuang Gou were both shocked. They did not expect that what he was digging was the ancestral grave of the Lingxu Sect.
The big yellow dog jumped on its feet and cursed loudly at the little monk: "You wicked ghost, why didn't you tell that you went to the Lingxu Sect to dig it? If a big one jumped out of the Lingxu Sect, would we still be able to come back alive?"
The big yellow dog was anxious. He never expected that the young monk would be so bold and wanted to dig out the ancestral graves of the Lingxu Sect.
"It's immoral for you to do this"! Yang Bufan touched his chin and said, but his face and eyes were full of energy, and it seemed that he was also eager to try.
The big yellow dog looked at these two people for a long time and was speechless. He did not expect that the two of them were so bold and almost died in the Lingxu Sect. Now they want to go back and dig their ancestral graves again.
"Now that the Lingxu Sect thinks we have all gone far away and the lamp is dark, let's dig out his ancestral grave now. Maybe we can get something out!" The little monk began to tease Yang Bufan because he saw that Yang Bufan seemed to be very interested.
The people of the Lingxu Sect never expected that Yang Bufan and the others would be so bold and dare to come back and dig out their ancestral graves.
The big yellow dog was dragged by the little monk.
Yang Bufan followed them to a hidden place. It seemed that no one had set foot in this place. The little monk opened up a large piece of turf and revealed a hole in the ground.
"Come on, boy, one more thing, dig with me, it will be over soon"!
The little monk looked excited, and he was really enthusiastic about doing what he was good at.
Yang Bufan was speechless, but he jumped in and dug a hole with the little monk. The big yellow dog processed the soil they dug up from above. After a while, the soil piled up like a hill.
"Crash!"
There was a sound of water flowing. They dug through and saw an underground river leading to somewhere.
The little monk looked excited, observed carefully, and murmured to himself: "This place is indeed a Feng Shui treasure"!
"Hey, tomb robber, are you sure we won't alert the Lingxu Sect people?" The big yellow dog was still a little worried. If this alarmed the Lingxu Sect people and caught them, they would have to be skinned.
"Let's be careful and don't make too much noise. If something feels wrong, we must run separately!" The little monk's eyes were wandering around, full of vigilance.
"This tomb robber is really unreliable"!
Yang Bufan and Big Yellow Dog both rolled their eyes, and he led them in without knowing what was going on.
They jumped into the underground river and followed the young monk forward. The cool breath made their skin crawl.
They took every step carefully. The space here was narrow and the light was dim. They groped forward.
A glimmer of light appeared in their eyes ahead, and they understood that the dark river was coming to an end.
They cheered up, and the young monk's eyes brightened and began to shine. He was very energetic.
"As expected, he is a professional tomb robber, but it's different"! The big yellow dog rolled his eyes wildly, looking at the young monk's skillful appearance. He didn't know how many ancestral graves he had dug.
Soon, they reached the end of the underground river, and a piece of light appeared. It was a palace-like tomb, brilliant and magnificent, with rows of walls made of large crystal stones, and even the pillars in the palace were in one piece. Chiseled from crystal
The colorful crystals emit light that makes people unable to open their eyes, and the abundant spiritual energy is as strong as substance.
Yang Bufan and the others were shocked and speechless. This place was so luxurious, it was like a crystal mine.
Almost all the crystals here are of high grade, and they are so generous.
Their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time, and they really found a treasure house.
"Get rich"!
The little monk looked like he was obsessed with money. He quickly ran to the wall and plucked off a piece of crystal. His eyes were shining. He kept rubbing it on his clothes and carefully put it away.
Yang Bufan didn't act like a young monk who was a money fan. He raised his feet and walked inside. The place he was in now was still the outer hall, and he walked deeper.
Inside is a room, like a palace, made entirely of bright crystals. Judging from its appearance, it looks like a palace made from a single piece of crystal.
Yang Bufan sighed that Lingxu Sect was so generous.
There is a coffin inside. The young monk was right, this is really a big tomb.
There were actually traces of black air leaking out of the coffin, and the smell it gave off made people feel frightened, and it actually made people feel like the breath of hell.
The young monk also ran in at this time and said to Yang Bufan: 'Look, I didn't lie to you, I told you this was a big tomb'!
Yang Bufan nodded, and then asked himself: "Whose tomb is this? It seems that the status in the Lingxu Sect is definitely good"? !
Several people came to the coffin and observed it carefully. They did not open it for fear of unnecessary changes!
"Hey, there are words here"!
The little monk exclaimed, and Yang Bufan and the big yellow dog walked towards him.
This line of writing was engraved on the front of the coffin, which seemed to be ancient writing. Several people studied it for a moment, and then broke into a cold sweat.
"The tomb of the first leader of the Lingxu Sect"!
They were all surprised that the body of the first generation leader of the Lingxu Sect was buried here. What era was this person from? They didn't expect that the tomb could still be intact.
"I think so, with the Lingxu Sect suppressing it, whoever can come in, if it is left outside, it will be hollowed out long ago"! The little monk said.
The big yellow dog didn't want to pay attention to him, thinking: "Why don't you come in now?"
Threads of black air flowed out from the coffin, making Yang Bufan and others feel uncomfortable. They looked at the black air coming out and felt familiar.
"Why is this similar to the dark matter in the God King's battlefield in the Tianchi Holy Land?" Yang Bufan said in surprise. The big yellow dog and the little monk also nodded. They were indeed similar.
"The ones that can be suppressed there are all ancient evils. How can they be here? Could it be that the first generation master of Lingxu Sect was an ancient evil?" The young monk was puzzled and confused.
"open to take a look"!
The little monk was furious. When he said these words, Yang Bufan and Big Yellow Dog were frightened. They felt more and more insignificant. There are many unspeakable things in this world. If after opening them, the things inside turned out to be corpses. It would be difficult for anyone to save them.
It's not that they are timid, but they really don't want to provoke these things. They were lucky enough to break into the Ancient Temple of Mythology in the first place, otherwise they would have died long ago, and he didn't want to experience it again.
"What are you afraid of? The worst case scenario is that you just run away"! The little monk was not timid at all and said to Yang Bufan and the big yellow dog.
"This guy seems to do this often, so he knows it well"! The big yellow dog finally understood. He must have encountered this kind of thing more than once.
The young monk pushed open the coffin lid, and there was a smaller coffin inside. At this time, the black air became more intense, and began to come out like substance.
"Damn it, if you try hard, maybe there's something good in it"?
The little monk gritted his teeth and opened the smaller coffin inside.
It's still a rich black energy, but this time it's really solid, and it looks like it's flowing like water.
"this...."!
They were all frightened. Not only was the rich black air, there was a corpse lying inside. The bones were as black as ink, dull and entangled in the black air. They couldn't recognize the era of the clothes on them.
"How many years has this corpse been lying here?" The big yellow dog said in shock.
"How many years have you been talking about the first generation master of Lingxu Sect?" The young monk replied.
The rich black air was flowing out of the coffin, really like water.
'Buzz!'
Directly above the coffin, a soft divine light fell on the coffin. The black energy seemed to be frightened, and all of it quickly withdrew into the coffin, and was still emitting white smoke.
