In half an hour, the old Taoist opened the entrance to the tomb.

He said before that opening the tomb of the Lord Dingchan in two or three hours refers to the entire tomb chamber. Now what is opened is just the entrance, and there are many mechanisms inside.

However, this entrance also stumped the Helian family, which shows that the old Taoist's ability is indeed very strong.

After opening the entrance, the old Taoist's face turned a little pale. He took out the elixir of Wushuang for him and quickly recovered his vitality.

"I'll go in and take a look first! You guys follow me!" Fu Yao said, walking into the entrance first, exploring it first, confirming that there is no danger, and then letting the two of them follow.

After walking about ten meters away, they encountered a dead end. Yes, there was a road blocked ahead.

The old Taoist went up to take a look, and said to Wushuang and Fu Yao: "You can open it, you can wait."

After saying that, he took out the Tianji compass and went to study it.

The dead end in front of you and the tomb outside use a kind of refining material. This material is extremely hard and difficult to open. With the strength of Helian Fei Immortal Lord, he cannot open it forcibly.

Fu Yao said that this may be the material for refining weapons in the hidden realm or other realms, and the legendary Venerable Dingchan is a weapon refiner. This tomb should have been created by him personally.

It cannot be broken with force, and can only slowly turn on one level and one level through the calculations of the Taoist.

The old Taoist said that he was sure, but he was sure. Wushuang believed in him very much.

No one has ever come from above, which means that the Emperor has resisted everyone and they have to speed up the tomb of the Lord Ding Zen.

Time flies, and soon the old Taoist opened the first level, and the next mechanism becomes much easier. In the tomb, the old Taoist is like a peerless strong man. He even knows where the dangerous mechanism may be, allowing the three of them to avoid many crises.

It has to be said that the old Taoist is like a person born to rob the tomb, and his talent in it is really like a monster.

But the more you go, the more gloomy it becomes.

Wushuang and Fu Yao had set up barriers outside the tomb before, so water could not flow in, but the air inside was difficult to circulate. Walking inside, the rotten and gloomy feeling became more and more serious.

The old Taoist brows were also locked tightly, and he said, "Be careful. If the old Taoist guesses well, only the last mechanism will be left and you will be in the tomb."

Wushuang nodded and stood on both sides of the Taoist Taoist. As if in danger, they could also protect the Taoist Taoist.

"Junior sister, the air here is biting cold and cold. We may be able to better resist danger by returning to the state of ghost cultivator."

Fu Yao said to Wushuang.

"Senior brother makes sense." Wushuang nodded. The environment here contained a little Xuanyin energy, but not much. It may be related to the environment of Shenshen Pond. Only when she and her senior brother became ghost cultivators could they better protect the old Taoist.

After returning to the state of a ghost cultivator, Wushuang felt that the feeling of coldness subsided a lot. The ghost cultivator had adapted to this kind of coldness.

The two of them protected the old Taoist, so that he could not suffer from this cold erosion.

"It's going to be opened! Hurry up! Stick to the wall!" the old Taoist suddenly shouted.

The three of them all stuck to the wall, and saw the door open with a loud bang, and countless cold arrows shot out from it, painted with pitch-black venom of unknown substance, all shot on the ground, and the ground made a hissing and corrosive sound, and white smoke came out.

You should know that the ground is full of refining materials that cannot be broken even in the realm of the Immortal Lord, but now it is corroded by cold arrows. If this falls on people, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Sure enough, I left a way out."

The old Taoist said to himself.

"Isn't it good to leave a way out? Why are you looking even more ugly than before?" Fu Yao said curiously.

Wushuang said: "I'm afraid it's not very good, senior brother, look."

She pointed inside the tomb.

Fu Yao looked into the tomb and shivered suddenly. He was not afraid, but scared.

The dignified Abi King of the Underworld can be scared, which shows that what he sees is terrifying.

I saw dense Buddhist disciples standing in the middle of this huge tomb. They all folded their hands together, hung a string of Buddhist beads on their hands, and closed their eyes, as if they were silently reciting scriptures.

There are enough Buddhist disciples here!

But none of these people were angry, they were all corpses!

At first glance, I saw so many corpses, all of which were alive. When the wind blew, my eyelashes and hair were trembling slightly. How could I not scare people? And I had the illusion that these monks would open their eyes in the next moment, which really made people feel cold in their hearts.

Even Fu Yao, who often deals with fierce ghosts, is in a terrible heart.

Strange, too weird.

The Venerable Dingchan has been dead for thousands of years. How could these monks stand here and live like they live?

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" The old Taoist combined his hands and showed pity.

"In the news we know, there seem to be no thousands of monks burying the Lord Dingchan, right?" Wushuang said with a frown.

The old Taoist said: "Yes, I only heard that countless Buddhist disciples suddenly died suddenly, and I have never heard of burial with him!"

So it is not clear at all whether these thousands of monks were voluntarily buried with them or whether the Venerable Dingchan forced them to be buried with them!

The problem is that from the expressions of these monks before their death, there is no clue, because they are too calm, as if they are in a temple, not in a tomb.

"Go in and have a look!"

Fu Yao said that although he felt it was strange, as the King of Abiga, he was not afraid of ghosts, and ghosts were afraid of him.

But just as his feet stepped into the tomb, all the monks opened their eyes.

Wushuang's heart trembled slightly, and then he whispered: "Damn it, I'm scared my aunt to death!"

"You can't go in!" The old Taoist grabbed Fu Yao at this time, and pointed to the Tianji compass: "Look, the pointer is disordered, and the place where the evil is extremely dangerous, and there is no life!"

Sure enough, the pointer of the Tianji Compass was spinning around, as if it was about to fail the next moment.

The monks in the tomb all opened their eyes, but their eyes had no whites, only their dark pupils, which were so strange that they were unremarkable.

"Senior brother, take the old Taoist out and I'll go in and take a look!" Wushuang stepped in.

"Junior sister, no, come out quickly!" Fu Yao saw that all the monks twisted their heads towards this side, and their bodies were filled with a deep death aura, but they were neither ghosts nor souls.

"I have the treasure bag of Daddy of the Pope. I can go out even if I die. The things in this tomb must not be obtained by the Helian family and the evil Buddha, otherwise it will be unimaginable."

Wushuang said calmly.

The old Taoist took the Tianji compass and said, "If you don't leave, we won't leave either."

Fu Yao also walked in, took out a sword, and slashed the head of a monk nearest, but his head was not broken, very hard, and half was hung around his neck.

"What the hell is this!"
Chapter completed!