Chapter 245

What is the shovel of a black shovel trying to excavate a stone coffin before digging out the stone coffin?

"In order to revitalize our Chongyang legacy Huashan sect, the unfilial disciple Yue buqun has to disturb the ancestor's sleep. Don't be surprised!"

The shadow got up and bowed solemnly to the coffin. Then he got up and opened the heavy coffin, revealing the wooden coffin sealed inside.

Because the outer layer refers to the protection of the coffin, and the coffin is made of rare shade wood, there is no decay and damage, and even the black paint on it is just like that just painted.

Yes, this shadow is Yue buqun, the contemporary leader of Huashan sect. Before, he had quietly excavated the tombs of the ancestors of Huashan sect to find the possible inheritance of Chongyang.

Even the tomb of kaipai founder Hao Datong was not let go. Unfortunately, nothing was found. Reluctantly, I consulted the classics in the door and found the approximate location of the tomb of Chongyang founder in a letter of Hao Datong.

After searching for half a month, I finally found the cemetery of the patriarch of Chongyang tonight.

Under the pressure of the agitation in his heart, Yue buqun gathered his sword Qi, cut off the steel nails in the coffin and opened the lid of the coffin.

It may be because of the characteristics of Yin wood itself, or the great cultivation of the founder of Chongyang. Hundreds of years have passed, the other party's body has not degenerated into dead bones, but like a living person, and even a ruddy face appears on his face.

This discovery startled Yue buqun, but he was slightly relieved after sensing that the man in the coffin was indeed a dead body.

Not daring to delay, Yue buqun leaned over and searched carefully in the coffin, but there was nothing else in the coffin except a jade phoenix hairpin in Wang Chongyang's hand, let alone martial arts inheritance.

"Impossible! Impossible! "

Yue buqun was greatly stimulated by this result. His eyes were full of blood, and his expression became crazy. Finally, he cut into the body of ancestor Chongyang in the coffin with a sword, as if he wanted to destroy it to vent his resentment.

The unique sword Qi of Zixia divine skill was held on the long sword and cut Wang Chongyang's whole body in half.

At this time, a cyan brilliance rushed out of Wang Chongyang's severed head and disappeared into Yue buqun's eyebrows like lightning, leaving him no time to avoid.

Yue buqun had a headache and was about to crack because of his blue and brilliant appearance. It was like a red iron stick stabbing into his head. He rolled wildly on the ground with his head in his arms. His face was twisted like a fierce ghost. It was obvious that he was suffering from inhuman pain.

It was not until dawn that the sharp pain in his head subsided, and Yue buqun was exhausted, but strangely, his eyes were at a loss, and his mouth was talking strange words.

"Chao Ying, Ma Yu, Quan Zhen Jiao, I'm wang Chongyang, no, I'm Yue buqun..."

Yue buqun is lucky to have this situation. Although Wang Chongyang died young, his cultivation is extremely high. He is a real congenital great master. His spiritual cultivation is strong. Even after death, his spiritual cultivation will last for a long time.

Coupled with the characteristics of Yin wood, this divine idea survived completely.

It happened that the Zixia divine skill cultivated by Yue buqun evolved from the innate skill. The two were born from the same source. Yue buqun cut out the sword Qi to arouse this divine idea and integrate it into one.

Incidentally, some of Wang Chongyang's deepest memories remained in his mind, which made Yue buqun confused in memory and thinking, but it was a great opportunity for him!

"Innate skill! One Yang finger! The nine Yin manual is indeed the classic! Ha ha... My Yue buqun finally got the inheritance of Chongyang! "

Yue buqun, who had just recovered for a long time, browsed Wang Chongyang's memory. After discovering the unique skills such as innate skills, he was overjoyed. Now he finally had the capital to rise!

Wang Hao didn't know the chance Yue buqun got, but even if he knew it, he didn't want to pay attention to it. Now he is observing a machete in his hand, which is the bloody machete used by HongRi's ancestors.

The blade of this machete is full of cracks and on the verge of collapse, but it is strange that this machete has spirit, which is exactly a kind of magic.

Artifacts can be born with the spirit of heaven, and there are many kinds of spirituality. There is no need to say more about normal spirituality. One of the more evil sects is demonicity, a spirit with the risk of swallowing the Lord. These weapons are collectively referred to as magic soldiers, which is different from the existence of mainstream divine soldiers.

Although magic soldiers have the risk of swallowing the Lord, their effect is much stronger than ordinary magic soldiers. Therefore, the combat power of magic soldiers is often stronger than that of magic soldiers of the same level.

Just

"How can this thing have magic?"

Looking carefully at the machete in his hand, Wang Hao wondered.

It's reasonable to say that this knife has magical nature. In addition, the strength of red sun's ancestors after they were possessed should be more than that. After all, the magic soldiers have a great blessing on the combat power.

Unless this evil nature is integrated into it!

"Is it because of the devil in the old monk's heart?"

Wang Hao had a flash in his mind and vaguely guessed the source of this evil nature.

In addition to being born by the utensils themselves, acquired spirituality can also integrate other spirituality through some means. For example, in Jiuli tribe, there is a means to forcibly integrate the soul of monsters into the weapon.

It is said that the tiger spirit magic knife of Chiyou great demon God is integrated with the soul of a demon tiger, which is comparable to the Xuanyuan sword held by Emperor Xuanyuan.

And now the magic in this machete is obviously the evil of the old monk's heart. After all, at the last moment, the old monk recovered his consciousness, and the evil of his heart is no longer in his body.

At that time, he was still wondering, after all, the existence of heart devil was the most difficult to eliminate, and his previous attack methods only worked on the body, which could not hurt the existence of heart devil.

Now seeing this evil nature made him understand the whereabouts of the heart devil.

"It's a pity that this machete is about to collapse. It seems that we have to find a chance to recast it in the future, but before that, first absorb a wave of blood and evil spirit here!"

With a hook in the corner of his mouth, Wang Hao had a plan.

Although the demon soldier has the risk of swallowing the Lord, it is extremely powerful, and even enough to let the holder fight beyond the level. He will certainly stick to the destiny of the world in the future.

Although I don't know in what form destiny will appear at that time, it will certainly not be simple. It's right to prepare more cards to deal with this existence.

The existence of magic soldiers can be promoted by swallowing negative energy, and the power of blood evil is the best tonic.

Millions of foreign armies fell on the battlefield here, which is most suitable for extracting the power of blood evil.

"Headmaster Qingmiao, please forgive me!"

Put away the blood day machete for the time being. Wang Hao staggered up and walked to the side of Nun Qingmiao and others. He looked sad and comforted.

Abbess Qingmiao is taking the disciples of Hengshan sword sect to gather the bodies of the Seven Hermits. They didn't expect that the seven elders fell here as soon as they were born.

"Anonymous benefactor, you don't have to do this. When I came to support you, I and others were ready to die. It would be a great honor for us martial arts practitioners to die on the battlefield rather than on the sickbed!

It's because there are so many scumbags in the Wulin of the central plains that benefactor laughs! "

Nun Qingmiao, who looked sad, shook her head slightly. She would not blame Wang Hao for the death of the seven martial uncles. After all, it was a million troops, and the other party was well equipped, and even had a powerful crossbow.

In the face of such enemies, they were lucky to survive, not to mention the appalling strong man like the red sun ancestor. The seven martial uncles also deserved to die for fighting this alien strong man.

Compared with Wang Hao, she is still a little sorry. After all, the thirty-four half step congenital strong men are from their Wulin in the Central Plains. Even this time the foreign army went south, they can't get rid of their relationship.

Those people did such despicable things that she felt ashamed.

"After this, I'll take out a set of remnant articles of the unique learning of heaven and man as a reward to make up for your losses in this war. Well, leader Qingmiao can also spread the news of Dingzhen worshiping our sword sect to the world! "

After looking around, Wang Hao couldn't help sighing and felt guilty.

In the past, there were 49 nuns of Hengshan sword sect who followed the cavalry to support, but now there are only 13 left, which can be described as heavy losses.

Losing so many masters, especially the seven half step old hermits, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Hengshan sword sect in the future.

Wang Hao naturally won't watch others bleed and cry when they are so helpful!

"Thank you, benefactor unknown!"

Nun Qingmiao was overjoyed at the speech, which can be regarded as a solution to her worries.

With the amazing achievements of killing millions of foreign armies, as well as one congenital strong man and 34 half step congenital strong men, no one in the whole world will dare to bully them Hengshan sword sect.

As for the fragments of the unique learning of heaven and man, she is also very satisfied. After all, it is the unique learning of heaven and man!

Their Hengshan sword sect has only two innate unique skills. They can cultivate up to half a step into the innate realm, and they can't see the light. This time, with the unique learning of the human realm that day, even if it's only a remnant, it's enough for them to cultivate into the innate realm.

It is conceivable that their Hengshan sword sect will become stronger in the future.

This is a great chance!

"Of course, you are indispensable. The innate unique skill promised by Xie Feng to you is also effective. Later, you can come to Hengshan sword sect to take it."

Glancing aside, Wang Hao said that he would honor his promise.

Anyway, a congenital unique skill is not a big deal for him, enough to deal with these people.

Moreover, these people came to help this time, and their accomplishments were first-class at the lowest level. They gathered to reach the scale of thousands of people. Unfortunately, after the previous bloody battle, there were no one in ten, leaving less than 100 people.

People sacrifice so much, how does he mean to pit people?

"Thank you, unknown elder, but please take back your previous promise!"

Tie kuangtu and others were also overjoyed, but they did not accept Wang Hao's promise of innate unique learning, but knelt down and obviously asked for something else.

"Oh? It seems that your plan is very big! "

After deeply looking at tiekuantu and others who knelt down on the ground, Wang Hao said with a smile: "say it, as long as it's not too much, I can answer it!"

Although these people have made contributions in this war, Wang Hao will not accommodate these guys. If they dare to make any excessive demands, he doesn't mind beating them up, so that they can realize what the darkness of society is!