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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Reappearance

The sudden movement of Wang Zhi was shocked by the monks in the square and the monks exploring in the tomb chamber behind.

Who could have imagined that the long stone steps are not the road to the main tomb chamber, but a dead end to the abyss? The real road is a cable bridge on the right.

"Fairy Lu, let's go!" Jiang Hanhai greeted, drove the escape light, and rushed to the iron chain bridge on the right first.

Lu Yuqi and Jin Quan did not care about Chen Yu and Gu Mao, who were fighting, rushed over and went directly to the main tomb in the core tomb to look for opportunities in the ancient tomb.

In fact, how complicated can a cultivator in the Qi Training Realm be in the cemetery? It can be seen from the fact that he was not buried in a small world or a secret realm like a powerful person. It is estimated that all opportunities are in the main tomb chamber.

Gu Mao obviously understood this truth, and immediately put away the demon mirror and looked cold, "Chen Yu, let you have a dog's life for the time being." As he said that, he turned around and flew to the main tomb. He had promised his master that he would never return to the Qilian Sect unless he entered the Spirit Gathering Realm. He was not worried that Chen Yu would escape.

As Gu Mao rushed into the main tomb chamber, the remaining monks rushed towards the iron chain bridge.

Chen Yu glanced at Gu Mao, and he was not worried about Gu Mao running away. He turned around to check Wang Zilan's physical condition.

Wang Zilan, in a white long gown, had a miserable appearance, with her hair scattered, like dry flowers, and was in a very poor state of mind. She was crying in surprise.

"Zi Lan, let's see what you are doing." Chen Yu was an old monk who came out of the cultivation battlefield in the Southern Region. How could he hold a rescue in a martial arts drama at the first time? And Chen Yu's medical skills were quickly judged, and he whispered with a calm face: "This is the poison of the blood curse. Use blood as a curse, and if it touches it, it will die."

Wang Zilan asked, "Do I still save me?"

Chen Yu took out the antidote for the blood curse from the storage ring and said in a deep voice: "Zi Lan, open your mouth." He sent the antidote into Wang Zi Lan's mouth and explained: "You can remove the toxins after resting for an hour." As he said that, his eyes carefully looked at Wang Zi Lan's body.

Those scars made him feel heartbroken and angry!

As a skilled doctor, he only needs to observe Wang Zilan's body to basically judge the torture she has suffered in the past five days.

The scars on the ankle indicate that she was once hung up by a rope. The scars on the neck indicate that she had been whipped. And her slightly hunched back indicates that she had suffered a heavy blow... This is just a physical means, and a means of the cultivation world?

Whenever Chen Yu saw a scar on Zi Lan's body, his hatred for Gu Mao increased his anger by one point. He and Gu Mao had no reason to say. Gu Mao hurt Zi Lan and torture her, then he would return it every minute! He would get it back for Zi Lan!

Wang Zilan knew that Chen Yu was checking her injuries. She looked at his gloomy face for her affairs, her lips pursed slightly, and she whispered: "Chen Yu, I'm fine."

She said to Gu Mao: You are not his opponent. But when she witnessed Gu Mao's power with her own eyes, she still hoped that Chen Yu would not be impulsive.

At this time, Xiong Qiuman took Su Qian and Chen Wan'er and flew down from the stone wall, "Zi Lan, is it okay?" Xiong Qiuman and Su Qian both had an intersection with Wang Zi Lan, and asked her physical condition with concern.

Xian Yuyuan, the genius of Yunmengze, did not rush into the main tomb like Gu Mao, Lu Yuqi and others, but instead stayed in the square to talk to Wen Xuan, a beautiful young woman from Haoran Sect, said nonsense, "Junior Sister Wen, look at me to vent your anger for you."

The same thing, he said it long ago at the Wang Family Villa.

How many good things can a small Qi training cultivator's tomb be there? He is the core disciple of Yunmengze and enjoys a lot of cultivation resources. Compared to competing for opportunities in the ancient tomb, he wants to flirt with the beautiful young woman around him.

Wen Xuan didn't want to offend Xian Yuyuan. Before she could speak, she saw Xian Yuyuan suddenly walked towards Chen Yu and others, laughing and said, "Haha, isn't this the famous beauty bear? Yes, you are the embroidered envoy of Luocheng. You will naturally appear when you open the tomb. My grandfather kindly accepts you as a concubine. Why don't you agree? Are you still with other men?"

Xiong Qiuman glared at Xian Yuyuan angrily and whispered: "Young Master Chen, he is the legitimate grandson of Elder Xianyu in Yunmengze. Elder Xianyu and I have a deep hatred for blood!" At the end of her speech, her voice was word by word, full of hatred.

Chen Yu nodded and turned around to look at Xian Yuyuan.

Xian Yuyuan was wearing a brocade dress, about thirty years old, with his hands behind him, and he opened his mouth and spitted. A cold iron ball roared at Chen Yu, "I have heard of the name of fellow Taoist Chen for a long time. Today I will try my hand with fellow Taoist Shen."

He first sacrificed his magic weapon and then talked to Shen Yu. He could tell at a glance that he had a murderous intention.

"Be careful!" Chen Wan'er shouted. She was practicing the highest mind method of Taiyue Sect. But she was actually not even a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training. Xuannuce has been practicing spiritual consciousness from the first level.

Because of Wang Zilan's affairs, Chen Yu's anger was like a volcano that was about to erupt. He had a calm face, made a gesture in his hand, and sacrificed the intermediate magic weapon, the palm-iron pagoda, blocking the cold iron ball that made a sound breaking through the air. Then, he used the Returning Step.

This is the footsteps of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

So what if Xian Yuyuan is a genius of Yunmengze? In front of the Guiyuan Step played by a master of the divine realm, Xian Yuyuan only activated the defensive magic weapon on his body. Chen Yu had already deceived him.

boom!

Chen Yu raised his right hand, his arm seemed to be long, turning black and blue, and his muscles and bones were roaring together to make a thunder sound. The huge palm was pressing down from the sky, covering his head and head.

The secret technique of the divine realm: The Heaven-Shaped Seal!

boom.

A palm is Xianyu Yuan. Chen Yu uses this move to kill the Spirit Gathering Realm like killing a chicken, let alone a cultivator in the Qi Training Realm? If there is no powerful magic weapon to protect him, just wait to die! A dead genius is not a genius!

There was chaos on the square, and most monks were busy rushing towards the iron chain bridge, fighting each other. Talismans and magic flew everywhere. Screams kept coming. Only some people were paying attention to the battle here.

More than a dozen monks from Haoran Sect witnessed Chen Yu using the Sky-Shape Seal again. The pleasure that had just risen in his heart not long ago disappeared, and was once again shrouded in the shadow of this secret technique. Elder Shang died under this move.

Wen Xuan bowed to Chen Yugong, "Let's go!" He led his junior brothers and sisters to the iron chain bridge.

At this moment, under the 100-meter-long iron chain bridge, a fish-shaped monster suddenly jumped up in the gray clouds and mist. He opened his mouth and bit it. Wen Xuan, a beautiful young woman in white, was just now broken into two pieces.

"Ah..." The panicked voice mixed with screams. The monks who were fighting discovered the situation here at the Iron Cable Bridge. It was obvious that human blood or sounds seemed to activate some kind of terrible monster in the ancient tomb.

In the past life, countless monks died tragically in the ancient tomb of Luoshan, not without cause! How could a place where the dead were buried was a good place? Every step was scary.

Chen Yu put away Xianyuyuan's cold iron ball and storage ring, walked back, and arranged: "Mr. Xiong, you stay here to take care of Zi Lan, Chen Wan'er, I'll take Su Qian in."

Wang Zilan looked at Chen Yu in surprise. What is this situation? She and Shen Yu have not seen each other for half a year. He can already be the best in the Qi training realm in seconds?

Xiong Qiuman saw Chen Yu killing Xian Yuyuan without saying a word, and he felt relieved and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Chen, I will protect them."

Chen Wan'er raised objection, "Mr. Chen, the black shadow just now is Wang Zhi. I want to go in with you. I want to watch him die with my own eyes!"

Chen Yu pondered for a while and agreed. He hugged Su Qian with his left hand and rushed towards the iron chain bridge with Chen Wan'er with his right hand.

A strange fish guarded the 100-meter-long iron chain bridge, and more than a dozen monks fell in just a few words. But this 100-meter distance was nothing to Chen Yu. He was at the speed of the Spirit Gathering Realm and passed in an instant.

Once the iron chain bridge passes, it is the main tomb of the ancient tomb. I don’t know what kind of materials are made of the tomb chamber, like a grotto, with rich spiritual energy filling it. An exquisite coffin is on the tower in the middle. There is a small tripod in front of the coffin, and a piece of golden sandalwood is placed on it, emitting a soft golden light.
Chapter completed!
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