Even those Jiuli monks who accompanied him did not know about the situation of the tomb ** department. The person who actually built this tomb had long disappeared in the long river of history. They had never heard of this ancient and strange poison.

Just as those monks who do not want to go up the mountain feared, those who betray their faith will never end up having a good end. They do not want to stop them, but they do not want to participate. If these betrayers can succeed, then the Jiuli tribe will completely sink in the future.

Looking at the heart-devouring Yin Feng that was blown out, it soon disappeared between heaven and earth. Hu Xuanzong, who was always vigilant, also seemed a little relieved. This ancient strange wind poison can not survive for a long time, so not many people know it.

If it weren't for the previous life that Hu Xuanzong was keen on browsing the strange books and stories left by ancient times, he would probably not recognize this kind of yin wind. In fact, this kind of yin wind also appeared in a large tomb in the cave world in his previous life, which caused many monks to suffer.

"Even the cultivators in the divine realm cannot withstand this kind of Yin Feng poison. These cultivators with only the Golden Pills cannot survive. If you want to explore this tomb, unless a powerful person in the Cave Void Realm comes in person, you will definitely die!"

Realizing this, Hu Xuanzong even began to give in. Although the treasure is good, it must be taken with life. If you can't even save your life, how can you talk about taking the treasure in the tomb? Seeing the Yin Feng of the Heart, he was not even ready to enter the tomb.

At this moment, the purple gourd began to tremble twice again. Feeling the consciousness coming from the sea of ​​consciousness, Hu Xuanzong also smiled bitterly: "Brother Hu, can we stop joking? This is the tomb of the ancient giant, I can't stop it!"

Just as Hu Xuanzong was complaining, a purple aura surged out of the mouth of the gourd and directly enveloped Hu Xuanzong's sea of ​​consciousness. Even the meridians in the whole body were shrouded in a purple aura, which seemed particularly sacred and inviolable.

Seeing this scene, Hu Xuanzong suddenly said, "Can this energy keep me safe? Or is there something you want in this tomb?"

The trembling of light again was considered a response. As for whether it could ensure safety, Hu Xuanzong didn't know. But he knew that the purple gourd was a innate treasure connected to his life. Since it dared to let him go, why didn't he dare to go?

Just as the others saw the tomb passage extending underground slowly appearing. Although the width is not very large, it can accommodate two people in parallel. Seeing this scene, the leaders of the two monks immediately said: "You two, guard the tomb gate and do not allow anyone to get close!"

"Abide by the order!"

Two monks from both sides were guarding the entrance of the tomb, guarding against someone closing the tomb door after they entered, or following them in. Therefore, with four Jindan monks guarding the entrance, they were indeed relieved.

Only Hu Xuanzong saw this scene and frowned slightly, "Someone guards the gate, but I'm afraid it's a little difficult to follow in! However, these four people were all at the gate of the tomb before, and I believe they were all infected with the poison of the strange wind. I just need to wait and enter."

As the two monks stepped into the tomb path carefully, Hu Xuanzong was also waiting quietly outside. Not long after, one of the injured monks of the Demon Sect suddenly vomited blood and said, "Not good, it's poisonous!"

After the words came, the monk sitting next to him said, "What? Are you poisoning?"

"Fart! How could we be poisoned so far away from you? If you want to make trouble, just say it!"

The left-behind monks of the Jiuli tribe did not seem to be a good person. They made a defensive attitude, and as long as the other party dared to take action, they would dare to fight back immediately. But as soon as Danli was running for a while, the three of them vomited blood.

"Ah! How is this possible? How could we be poisoned too? My hundred poison cup can't stop the poison?"

As the four monks began to fall to the ground, howling with their ears and foreheads. Hu Xuanzong, who moved his eyes away, said calmly: "I can't imagine that I can't die, I can only kill my life with one sword. Otherwise, I can only scream until I die!"

I have seen those monks who were poisoned by the heart-devouring Yinfeng in my previous life. They died satisfied until they completely scratched the flesh on their chests and exposed a beating heart. Seeing that scene would make people feel scared.

Just as the four of them were immersed in the pain brought to them by the strange poison, Hu Xuanzong finally drew his sword and harvested their lives. As the sword energy reached the center of his eyebrows, the four people screaming showed a long sigh of relief.

Hu Xuanzong, who came out of the secret, knew that even though he had not entered the tomb path, he still knew that the poisoned people in the tomb would not end well. I believe that there are really not many cultivators who can escape the poison of the heart-devouring Yinfeng.

"I have seen it once in my previous life, so I will be spared this life! I will be free for you, and you will also make some contributions to me!"

After saying this, Hu Xuanzong waved his hand gently, and the four corpses quickly disappeared. As the corpse entered the purple gourd space, a stream of black smoke emerged from the corpse. Just as he was about to show off his might, he was wrapped in purple light.

In a short while, the black smoke was completely melted by the purple light, becoming an inexplicable ability, disappearing into the foggy space of the purple gourd. Knowing that this energy should also have an effect on the purple gourd, Hu Xuanzong no longer continued to pay attention.

Through this scene, Hu Xuanzong could basically conclude that even if the purple gourd is defective, it can be used as an innate treasure, but its level is still an against the heaven-level existence. The strange poisons in this world are only worthy of being the source of its nutrients.

"Brother Hu, it's amazing!"

In Hu Xuanzong's view, the purple gourd should have spirituality. Although it has never really appeared, Hu Xuanzong still believes that when the purple gourd really gave birth to the weapon spirit, perhaps his cultivation should be not far from breaking through the void.

Such an innate treasure that is against the will of heaven is believed to be the supreme existence even in the fairy world. If this purple gourd is not a imitation, it is a treasure that the saints are jealous of. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is against the will of heaven.

After taking off the four corpses, Hu Xuanzong also began to step into the still open tomb door. Looking at the tomb steps extending straight down, it gave the person standing at the door a feeling that stepping into the gate of hell.

"It seems that I can't do it this time! That's the case, so why bother to get through the gates of hell?"

After cheering himself up, Hu Xuanzong held the Dragon Shadow Sword in his hand, released the protective cover of the pill power, and finally walked straight down the quiet but gloomy tomb passage. His footsteps were very smooth but firm, just like he was traveling back and forth to the Wulongling Mountain Road.

After entering the underground for almost a hundred meters, Hu Xuanzong discovered a platform ahead. What surprised Hu Xuanzong was that there were several killed cultivators on the aisle of this platform. Judging from this situation, they should have been killed by their companions.

After releasing his mental power, Hu Xuanzong did not find any traces of other cultivators. This also made Hu Xuanzong curiously say: "Can it be that the remaining cultivators are not infected with the poison of the strange wind? If so, then they are really lucky!"

While talking, Hu Xuanzong waved his hand again and put all the dead bodies into the purple gourd space. In his plan, all the monks who entered the tomb tonight could not walk out of the tomb again.

Since that's the case, why not let the people at the foot of the mountain think that they have been buried in this tomb? Besides, this tomb is buried with the ancient demon god Chiyou. What qualifications are these people? Are they in the same cave with such people?
Chapter completed!