An unspeakable stench came out along with the white smoke, which made Yang Bufan and the others gag. Their stomachs were churning. They had never smelled such an unpleasant smell.
"Damn, what is this smell? Why is it so bad?"
The little monk cursed angrily. At this time, his face was red from holding back and he did not dare to breathe.
At this time, the thick black mist seemed to have been stimulated by something, and began to rage, constantly pouring out, and splashing all over the ground.
The soft divine light was even stronger now, and its existence seemed to be purifying the black mist.
But the black mist was so dense that it couldn't be eliminated at all.
"bass"!
Yang Bufan's body shook and he froze in place. He clearly heard the sound of a sword, which was the movement of the broken sword in his body.
"this....."!
The broken sword moved again, which surprised Yang Bufan. He remembered that the last time he was in Tianchi Holy Land, the great evil in the God King's battlefield revived. The broken sword also moved, but it was not as violent as this time.
"What's wrong"!
Seeing the unnatural expression on Yang Bufan's face, the big yellow dog and the little monk asked him.
Yang Bufan shook his head, indicating that they were fine, and then took out the broken sword with a flash of light in his hand.
At this moment, the broken sword kept shaking, getting more and more violent. In the end, even Yang Bufan couldn't hold it anymore, and the broken sword broke free.
This made Yang Bufan's big yellow dog and little monk stay where they were. Thinking about how strong Yang Bufan must be at this moment, he couldn't even hold a broken sword.
The broken sword floated in mid-air, and an unspeakable aura came from the broken sword, as if it had traveled through infinite time. An ancient and vicissitudes of atmosphere began to fill the air. At the same time, the aura was sharp, as if it could collapse Void.
This was the first time that Yang Bufan made such a big noise after getting the Broken Sword. Yang Bufan carefully observed the Broken Sword, trying to see what it wanted to do.
A subtle sword energy seemed to come from hundreds of millions of years ago, so that they all had the illusion that they were standing in a time and space far away. They felt that the time and space they knew were all confused.
Although it is a subtle sword energy, it contains infinite power. Yang Bufan feels that if this sword energy becomes violent, then the Lingxu Sect may cease to exist. Although it is an exaggeration, he really I really feel this way.
The sword energy struck directly at the thick black mist, and the black mist rolled, as if it was suffering great pain.
The thick black mist is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and is getting thinner.
The black mist began to hide towards the corpse, hiding in its bones.
The sword energy began to linger, very small, and kept shuttling between the bones of the corpse. Wherever it passed, the black mist dissipated quickly, and the bones of the corpse became brighter.
The black mist was constantly being forced back, and it felt weaker and weaker. Until finally, the black mist seemed to have no way to retreat. It wanted to rise up to resist, but it was still no match for the sword energy.
After a long time, the sword energy cut off the last black mist and then dissipated in the air.
The skeleton of the corpse was no longer dark at this moment, showing a little brightness, but it was still dark in color, probably because it had been dead for many years.
"Ding Dong"!
The broken sword fell and made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground. Yang Bufan stepped forward to pick it up. He carefully observed the broken sword. At this time, the broken sword returned to its original state, still rusty and motionless.
Yang Bufan put the Broken Sword away. He saw the power of the Broken Sword for the first time. Unexpectedly, the black mist that looked so rich and terrifying was wiped out in an instant.
He knew that the broken sword must have a great effect, but with his current state, he couldn't activate the broken sword at all.
He no longer thought about anything else. At this time, there was no black fog, and the inside of the coffin could be seen clearly.
He looked at the skeleton and thought to himself: "I think the skeleton was also a person of great power during his lifetime, otherwise the bones would not have rotted and remained intact so long after death!"
There was a bright jade finger on the finger of the corpse. There were dragons floating in the jade finger. Yang Bufan was surprised. He stretched out his hand and took off the jade finger.
Observing carefully, his eyes were astonished, and he could clearly see something swimming inside, like a dragon.
"This thing has been around for I don't know how many years, and it seems to be filled with spiritual energy"! The little monk said in surprise.
Yang Bufan nodded, as if something had existed for such a long time, if it had not been destroyed, it would no longer be a mortal thing.
A "Wandering Dragon" inside the jade finger suddenly rushed out of the jade finger and turned into a bright light, heading straight towards Yang Bufan's forehead.
Yang Bufan didn't dodge at all, and the bright light rushed into his mind.
Yang Bufan froze on the spot, his eyes began to blur. The little monk and the big yellow dog were frightened. Something penetrated his mind in the tomb. It was okay, maybe it was the evil spirit that was breeding to seize it. of the human body.
"Li Zi Jue"!
At this time, Yang Bufan felt a rumbling sound in his mind, a huge voice resounded in his mind, and then there was the sound of obscure chanting, and dense runes bloomed in his mind.
Yang Bufan was listening to the chanting attentively and carefully observing every rune.
Countless symbols were born on the soles of his feet, and the Dao patterns were constantly being carved. His body was constantly flashing and blinking here, changing directions rapidly. That was him flying, but at an extremely fast speed, as if teleporting, in the blink of an eye. I have changed places countless times.
The big yellow dog was surprised. Looking at the symbols and Tao patterns on the soles of his feet, he felt that they were very similar to the secret method of cultivation that he had practiced before, but it was countless times faster than it, and it was also more obscure and difficult than that mysterious method. Know more.
Let it see that the eyes are dry and the tears are flowing, but it cannot understand a symbol.
After a long time, Yang Bufan's figure finally stopped, his blurred eyes were bright again, and his face looked delighted and very happy.
"What's wrong with you, boy"?
The little monk and the big yellow dog came to him and kept asking him what happened just now!
Yang Bufan came back to his senses, suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to the two of them: "I have obtained a supreme flying secret method, and the speed is extremely fast"!
"You're such a lucky kid. I didn't expect to get another secret technique here!" The little monk looked a little jealous.
"Hahaha, can I still make you suffer if I get it? I will teach you this secret method"!
When the big yellow dog and the little monk heard Yang Bufan's words, their eyes shone, and they both listened attentively to Yang Bufan's teachings.
Big Yellow Dog's guess was correct. This "Li Zi Jue" was indeed more similar to the mysterious flying secret technique they had obtained before, but it was much more advanced than that one, and its speed was countless times faster.
Yang Bufan felt that the previous secret technique was a simple and easy-to-understand flying technique that was taken away from the "Li Zi Jue", making it easier for people to get started.
"Bang bang bang"!
After a long time, there were muffled banging sounds everywhere in the ancient tomb. It was the sound made by the young monk who had just begun to lose control of his body and hit the wall.
A large piece of the crystal on the wall fell off due to his impact. He felt pain and happiness at the same time. He shouted not to hit the wall again, but his body hit it harder, and then he picked up the fallen crystal and put it away. stand up.
The big yellow dog ridiculed the little monk. He had been able to control his figure because he had practiced the slightly simpler secret technique with Yang Bufan at that time. He had forgotten that he was also hit hard at the beginning.
Finally, even the little monk was able to slowly control his body shape and no longer hit the wall. At this time, his head was full of knots and he kept cursing.
"Li Zi Jue" is extremely profound. They have only scratched the surface of it now, and their speed is already so fast. It's hard to imagine how fast it would be if they fully understood it.
They re-covered the coffin. In the words of the young monk, they must have professional ethics. Even tomb robbers should regard the deceased as their priority, which aroused the contempt of Yang Bufan and Big Yellow Dog.
They looked up and looked around, each thinking carefully about how to bring more crystal stones out.
They moved, all of them looked like robbers, with the momentum of a storm.
The big yellow dog pulled out a large piece of crystal from the wall with one paw, which made the little monk very greedy. He also dug out a large piece of crystal with both hands, but it still didn't feel satisfying. He lay on it and bit it, making Yang Bufan and The big yellow dog was so frightened that he stayed away from him, fearing that he would lose his mind, be dazzled by this huge windfall, and even bite himself.
"Bite better than me"! The big yellow dog muttered, also marveling at the strength of the little monk's teeth.
"hey-hey"! The little monk giggled and took another big bite.
After a while, several people were so full that they could no longer hold any more crystals.
The little monk looked at the crystal mine with dissatisfaction in his eyes. He wanted to take another big piece, but he really couldn't fit it in his body.
"There is plenty of spiritual energy here. You should practice here quickly. Don't waste it. You may not be able to get in next time. They will definitely find out!" Yang Bufan said to the big yellow dog and the little monk.
"Ah, yes, why didn't I think of that?"
The young monk suddenly understood, then he came to the coffin and clasped his hands together and said: "Ah, what a big Buddha, young monk, I will use the senior's residence"!
After saying that, he flew to the coffin, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to fall into trance.
"This flower monk is worthy of being a person who walks in tombs all year round. He is not afraid at all that the corpse will come up and kill him. He actually rode on top of his head!"
The big yellow dog admired the young monk's strong nerve. After saying this, he quickly started practicing.
Yang Bufan had just made a breakthrough. He didn't want to absorb spiritual energy and break through quickly. Even if he was eager to improve his strength, he still wanted to move forward bit by bit and down-to-earth to make his foundation solid.
"Boom, boom"!
After a long time, two consecutive sounds came. They both broke through, their momentum surged, their strength improved a lot, and their faces showed confidence.
At this time, their strength has increased a lot. The big yellow dog and the little monk have also entered the dragon-slaying realm. Although they do not have the abnormal combat power like Yang Bufan, their strength should not be underestimated, and they also belong to the A relatively powerful presence among his peers.
