Buzz buzz...

With the help of Mr. Ling, Han Chen quickly entered the dangerous Qingyuan Mountain.

Being in the Qingyuan Mountain, Han Chen's heart was beating hard. He could find that on the Qingyuan Mountain, waves of terrifying oppression slowly spread, making him feel a little tight in his chest.

"Haha, little guy, how is this Qingyuan Mountain?" Elder Ling's voice slowly came out from beside Han Chen, and then a force of soul power quickly enveloped Han Chen.

"Huh!" After Mr. Ling's soul power enveloped him, Han Chen also felt the pressure and smiled a lot, but his face was still pale with lingering fear.

"Teacher, this Qingyuan Mountain is really weird. Even a master of the sixth level of becoming a god would feel this oppressive force, right?" Han Chen said slowly, with a strange look between his brows.

"Haha, this Qingyuan Mountain is the graveyard of a master named Qingyuan Old Ghost who was at the ninth level and eighth level of becoming a god three thousand years ago. Although this guy is dead, his graveyard was sealed by a forceful method.

"Mr. Ling smiled faintly, and fired a punch in the air not far away. Immediately, an entrance appeared not far away. Within the entrance, waves of frightening pulling force slowly appeared.

As word spread, even Han Chen felt that as long as Mr. Ling took back his soul power, he would be pulled into the cave and die in pieces.

"The old man's methods are really so tyrannical." Han Chen smacked his lips and looked at the entrance of the cave, the pale color on his face slowly receding.

"Haha, okay, let's go in first." With a calm smile, Mr. Ling pulled Han Chen and shot towards the cave. Waves of terrifying fluctuations whined in Han Chen's ears, but

With Mr. Ling here, he was not injured at all.

Soon, the two figures of Han Chen appeared in the dark cave. At this time, Han Chen's whole body was emitting a purple light, and under the purple light, the cave was still a bit dark.

The feeling of gloomy energy, and the sharp sounds coming from time to time, are the strange energy fluctuations produced by the laws of space.

"Teacher, what kind of treasures can there be in this dark place?" Han Chen smacked his lips, and he also felt a little reluctant to give up, but fortunately Mr. Ling was by his side, otherwise, just the strange fluctuations around him would be able to

Kill your body and soul into nothingness.

"Haha, little guy, aren't you scared?" Old Ling's faint voice came out, and his soul power spread rapidly, exploring everything inside.

"I..." He smiled awkwardly and was exposed by Mr. Ling, but Han Chen smiled awkwardly and did not continue to speak.

"Okay, don't worry. Teacher, I'm here, so you can rest assured." With a calm smile, Mr. Ling also took back his soul power, and then quickly fired in one direction.

Buzz buzz...

At this time, Han Chen also took the purple divine fire into his body and allowed Elder Ling to drive him at high speed.

I don't know how long it took, Han Chen also felt a little dizzy, but soon, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and soon Han Chen also discovered that he was in a large cave. This cave had a radius of at least

Hundreds of miles away, within it, there is glittering gold and it looks extremely beautiful.

"Haha, little guy, this is where the treasure of Qingyuan Mountain is." With a faint smile, Mr. Ling pointed to the magic symbols, weapons and other items that fell randomly on the ground.

"Hiss" At this time, Han Chen also slowly rubbed his eyes and looked at the items around him that looked like watermelons and cabbages placed randomly. He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. These items were all placed outside.

Among the existences that people are competing for, the lowest-level weapons are the five-seal talisman weapons, and there are also several seven-seal talisman weapons.

"It seems that the old ghost Qingyuan was also a tyrannical existence before he was alive. Otherwise, how could there be so many treasures." Han Chen smacked his lips and immediately walked towards one of the large boxes that were about one foot high that had not yet been opened.

"Teacher, what could be inside this?" Han Chen smacked his lips, and his soul power quickly rushed into the box, but no information was fed back.

"Haha, here are some rejuvenating elixirs. If you want it, take it." With a faint smile, Mr. Ling's heart moved, and the billowing soul power quickly shot towards the big wooden box. He could only hear

With a click sound, the box was opened, and inside, the billowing aroma of medicine continued to flow away, refreshing the heart and mind.

"This is such a precious place." Han Chen smacked his lips, and his face was full of joy. Of course, he also knew that if Mr. Ling hadn't been here this time, he wouldn't have been able to come here at all, let alone bring these things

Got it in the pocket.

"Haha, treasures are treasures, but it takes strength to get these things." Mr. Ling looked at Han Chen thoughtfully, and then continued: "But, little guy, I think you will be able to get these things from this mass burial."

After you get out, you will also have the ability to come here."

"Teacher, are you telling the truth?" Han Chen's face lit up when he heard what Mr. Ling said. Of course, he soon understood the meaning of Mr. Ling's words, "Teacher, after we get out of here,

We should just be looking for the source of fire, right?"

"Haha, of course, but I have an ulterior motive in bringing you here, because there are heaven-level martial arts here." With a faint smile, Mr. Ling looked at Han Chen, with a rather mysterious look in his eyes.

look.

"Heaven-level martial arts?" Hearing these four words that were like bombshells, Han Chen's face was filled with excitement and anticipation. Of course, before, he also had a copy of the Heaven-level low-level martial arts Nine Nether Divine Palm, which was Zi Ling

It was given to him before he left, but he never practiced.

"Haha, but among the martial arts practiced by this old ghost Qingyuan, there are only two heaven-level martial arts. One of them is the low-level heaven-level palm technique, the Great Heavenly Demon Palm, and the other is the low-level heaven-level martial arts, Burning Flame Technique."

With a faint smile, Mr. Ling pointed not far away, where a huge coffin suddenly appeared.

"Teacher, are you saying that the martial arts skills of that day are in the coffin?" Han Chen's face changed a little, and he asked tentatively.

"Of course, these two martial arts are the unique skills of the old ghost Qing Yuan. After he dies, of course he will be taken into the coffin." Old Ling smiled faintly, waved his sleeves, and a tyrannical force swept towards the coffin.

go.

boom……

An explosion sound suddenly came from the coffin, real fluctuations slowly spread out, and then, a shriveled corpse stood there.

"Haha, this guy is the old ghost Qing Yuan. I didn't expect that after so many years, his body has not decayed." Old Ling looked at the mummy, but his eyes moved.

"Huh?" Seeing Elder Ling's expression, Han Chen's expression also changed slightly. He immediately turned his gaze to the corpse of the old ghost Qing Yuan. At this moment, he saw that the shriveled body actually moved, as did a pair of shrunken eyes.

Open it slowly.

"Who is here? How dare you destroy my Qing Yuan Old Ghost's tomb?" A very hoarse voice came from the Qing Yuan Old Ghost's mouth, making Han Chen stunned.

"Haha, Old Ghost Qingyuan, although you were a famous figure three thousand years ago, you are now regarded as a dead person. Why don't you leave something for the future generations?" Elder Ling's voice came out slowly, and it turned out to be

He discussed with the old ghost Qing Yuan. Of course he knew that at this time, the old ghost Qing Yuan only had a residual consciousness of his life and his strength was not as good as before. However, Mr. Ling was unwilling to consider the former as an old senior.

Take action.

"Three thousand years? Three thousand years have passed since I slept?" The old ghost Qing Yuan said slowly as if he was trapped in ancient memories.

"Of course, senior Qingyuan, this little guy is called Han Chen. He has good qualifications. Being here today is a sign of fate with you, senior. I hope you can teach him some of your unique skills." Old Ling smiled and turned around.

The aura converged, leaving only two soul powers to wrap Han Chen.

"It seems that my mission is to wait for the descendants to come here. Since someone with destiny has come recently, I have completed my mission." The voice of the old ghost Qingyuan came out slowly.

"In that case, thank you, senior." Facing the old ghost Qing Yuan who was slowly walking towards Han Chen, Old Ling smiled. Of course, for a strong man who has passed away, he would not believe that the latter would do anything.

There is a treacherous plot in the heart.

"This." Seeing the shriveled body of the old ghost Qing Yuan walking towards him, Han Chen felt a tingling sensation in his heart. This was the first time he had been so close to a dead body, except of course Elder Ling.

"Little guy, since you and I are destined, I will teach you the two great skills I had in my lifetime, the Great Heavenly Demon Palm and the Burning Flame Technique." A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the old ghost Qing Yuan, and then Han Chen felt that he could not

He moved, and then, a stream of powerful information slowly poured into his sea of ​​consciousness. This time, Han Chen was also delighted to find that these information streams were very organized, and he did not need to sort them out at all.

After about ten minutes of touching, the flow of information also stopped transporting. At this time, the body of the old ghost Qing Yuan had already stiffened, and it seemed that the last trace of his consciousness was also wiped out.

"Han Chen, thank you, senior, for teaching me the art." He slowly closed his eyes, filtered the training information on the Great Heavenly Demonic Palm and the Burning Flame Art, and then slowly knelt down in front of the old ghost Qing Yuan.

After Han Chen kowtowed three times, he slowly stood up and looked gratefully at the mummy of the old ghost Qing Yuan in front of him.

At this moment, a strange wave slowly dissipated in the palm of the old ghost Qing Yuan.

"Haha, little guy, luckily you kowtowed to the old ghost Qing Yuan three times in the end. If you destroyed his body after acquiring his two martial arts skills, the power of his palm would not simply dissipate.

Already." Elder Ling's voice came from beside Han Chen.

"Haha, it's nothing to be grateful for someone's kindness." He shrugged, and smiled at Old Ling's words. After all, with the former here, even if he destroyed the body of the old ghost Qingyuan, he would not be harmed.

The mummy attack of the Green Elder Ghost in front of me.
Chapter completed!