This should have been a very obvious problem. The mere corpses and turtles are no longer what they see. They can make so many people fall into a dreamland at the same time. As soon as these corpses and turtles disappear, Yu Qing immediately got out of trouble, which shows a truth very much.

That's these corpses. They are clearly array eyes.

All array eyes must have treasure suppression array. There is no doubt that the leading corpse turtle should have rare treasures!

At least, Ling Tian has never seen it before. Just a few animals can cooperate with the array and become the baby of the array eye!

Yu Qing also thought of this. There was a flash of heat in her eyes. Such a baby is rare.

"Brother Ling, where did the corpse turtle go?"

With that, he looked around, but now in the stone chamber, there were traces of living corpses except the corpses and turtles that had been dismembered by Ling Tian and the dying children of he family.

"Don't worry, they can't run away. There is a hole under the giant coffin, from which they drilled out. Look at the giant coffin, I think the real treasure in it is. If you guessed correctly, even if it's not the Huainan king himself, it's also a very important person in the giant coffin, otherwise the body in it won't remain so healthy after so many years Activity. "

Ling Tian's eyes are also hot, which is almost the baby that can prolong life. The heartbeat inside can be heard faintly in this open and quiet stone room. If you use war Qi to induce it, the strength of the heartbeat inside is not weaker than the ancient martial artist at the peak of Qihai like Ling Tian!

This is incredible.

It happened in front of two people.

Yu Qing also thought of this. He looked at the silver coffin hanging in the air for a long time, and suddenly said in surprise, "how is this possible?"

"Hmm? What did you find?"

When Ling Tian saw his undisguised expression, he knew he had found something terrible.

"This is, it is..."

Yu Qing looked at the silver giant coffin with some loss. However, before he finished his words, Ling Tian wanted to come forward and smoke his two big mouths. NIMA said it directly, and it would be over, but it would also spoil his appetite. Ling Tian is curious about what Yuqing found, which shocked him so much.

"Cough..."

Ling Tian coughed twice and let Yu Qing recover.

"This is the top coffin made of Oolong wood!" Yu Qing smiled apologetically, and then his tone changed and he must say.

"Oolong wood? Are you kidding? Oolong wood, although I don't know much about wood, it can't be white wood. I can still believe what you want to say about white nanmu. This is clearly a coffin made of silver. Well, it can stand in the air only with a lot of other precious minerals."

Ling Tian sneered. He thought what Yu Qing said was unreliable. What Oolong wood? Does Oolong wood have white?

Yu Qing didn't get angry because of Ling Tian's attitude, but said with some admiration: "Brother Ling may not know that my master's weapon is made of white Oolong wood, so I can be sure that it must be rare variant Oolong wood. Oolong wood is the first choice for the emperor's coffin, followed by Jinsi nanmu. The variant white Oolong wood is rarely spread in the world. This kind of wood is said to be wood, but its hardness is comparable to some gods Soldiers, a little transformation is a rare and good weapon. But now, the method of making weapons has been lost. Even if this Oolong wood is placed in front of us, we can only use it to hit people at most. "

Yu Qing's tone was filled with deep regret. It was like seeing a peerless beauty, but the peerless beauty had married a woman's expression. It was more tangled and tangled.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed a trace of surprise. Unexpectedly, there was such a treasure in the crane organization. There was no record about the mutated white Oolong wood, even in the ancient books of the sect.

"So, this white Oolong wood is very precious?"

Ling Tian asked.

"Yes, it's very precious. It's higher than the coffin wood of most emperors."

Yu Qing said positively, full of confidence.

"In this way, I'm relieved. It seems that this is indeed a big fish. I don't know if it will be Liu An's own coffin?"

Ling Tian frowned and said cautiously.

"Even if it's not his own, it's also a very important person to him. I think even in that era, this white variant Oolong wood is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. If I die and can use this white variant Oolong coffin, I won't have any regrets in my life."

Yu Qing looked at the white giant coffin hanging in the air and said with emotion.

Ling Tian tilted his mouth: "if you like, you can get the people out and live in by yourself. I'll give you this thing."

This thing may be very precious. It is a rare treasure for some people, but Ling Tian is not jealous. Of course, if no one competes, Lingtian doesn't mind earning it. Besides, Ling Tian instinctively felt that it was better not to move the coffin.

Because, anyway, Liu An, the king of Huainan, is also a legendary figure. How do you know if he has any hindhands to treat the thieves who dare to move the bodies in the mausoleum?

Yu Qing ignored the faint irony in Ling Tian's words, but said seriously: "Brother Ling doesn't know the benefits of this white variant Oolong wood. Just one thing can keep the body inconsistent for thousands of years, which is enough to make me excited. Brother Ling really doesn't want to? I think the coffin here can be made into two parts. I don't know if brother Ling is interested in considering his own affairs behind him?"

Lingtian immediately felt that the cold sweat on his head came down. NIMA thought too long. If

If you don't die by accident, you can at least live over a hundred years old, which is why the ancient warrior is envied by everyone.

Life span is always one of the cultivation driving forces pursued tirelessly by human beings.

Seeing Ling Tian's expression, Yu Qing just smiled calmly: "I don't know what brother Ling plans to do next?"

"I haven't really thought about this, but we have to open the coffin after all. Even if there are any treasures, they are still in it. We must be careful and make preparations."

Yu Qing nodded and said in a deep voice, "next, it depends on brother Ling's means!"

Ling Tian knew clearly why he family, as a dog of ancient martial arts, wanted to be on an equal footing with the hermit sect. With the treasure hunt mouse, if there is a complete inheritance, it will not be able to compete with the hermit sect after decades and hundreds of years.

Even if those hermit sects don't want to, if he family really has such qualification, they can only recognize it by pinching their nose.

Ling Tian clenched the sabre in his hand. He had made up his mind to kill he's ancestors.

When he fell just now, he found that the walls here were not thick, and the sharp degree of the war knife could easily break the shackles of the walls. It seems that the burial rooms of these martyrs should have been relatively rough at the beginning.

Ling Tian quickly thought about the way to deal with it in his mind, and the voice of he's ancestors came from his ears.

"Although the environment here is not very good, it can be said that it is a rare safe place in the tomb. Hey hey, it gives us he family a chance to breathe. Quickly remove the toxin and restore strength. Those people of crane organization... Hey, wait until we restore strength. You can protect the Dharma for us for the time being and be careful to make the Wannian ship."

"Yes, ancestor."

Lingtian's heart was overjoyed. The people who spoke just now seemed to be two, but Lingtian knew that there were at least three or five people who rushed out by themselves. There was only a dead end.

But the people of he family began to suppress the toxin, leaving only one person to protect the law, which gave Ling Tian a chance.

Ling Tian immediately sat cross legged, regardless of the bones on the ground, put the sword on his knees and began to recover the fighting spirit with all his strength.

Among the ancient martial arts practitioners, the skill of he family can only be said to be quite general. We can see from the strength of he family's ancestors at the peak of ningdan territory. In terms of cultivation resources and personal qualifications, he family's ancestors are probably almost the same as the real disciples of ordinary Hermit sects. The only difference is the skill gap.

Therefore, it is not surprising that he is so anxious about the inheritance of Liu An, the king of Huainan.

Ling Tian's whole body began to emit steaming heat. About half a incense, Ling Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and his war Qi began to recover about 30%.

Taking Ling Tian's "ask heaven Sutra" as an example, the recovery speed of war Qi in this mausoleum may be comparable to that of Yu Qing, who can transform Yin and Yang. Other people, Zhu Hejia's ancestors or other people of Xianhe organization, the recovery of war Qi is more inferior.

Not to mention, Ling Tian has taken the Qi tonic pill in advance.

Lingtian had to stop when he recovered the third floor.

Because just when he looked like half a column of incense, he consumed two-thirds of the air in the tomb. If Ling Tian recovers, he will suffocate and die if he is not careful.

Besides, Ling Tian doesn't need to recover completely now. He only needs to use some war Qi.

After taking a deep breath of the muddy air, Ling Tian suddenly got up.

The sword in his hand was raised and waved in the direction of the sound source of he's ancestors. The tomb of the underground martyrs built of earth and separated from the tomb of the king of Huainan by at least a few hundred meters was suddenly broken.

Countless earths were flying, mixed with bones that would become fly ash. In an instant, he could hardly see his fingers, not to mention that the underground was dark and humid. Ling Tian could only see everything around him by relying on the searchlight on his head with the miner's hat.

But now, Ling Tian closed his eyes.

His strides kept on, and his fighting spirit extended like a flexible tentacle.

No, not in this one!

Ling Tiandeng came to the front of the tomb in a few steps. The sabre was raised again and fell with his hand!

"Who, the old ancestors had enemies!"

A big drink came into Ling Tian's ears!

As expected, the next one came to the tomb of he's ancestors and others.

It can't be said that the reaction of the people of he family is too slow. Originally, the closeness of the underground tomb is quite good. Ling Tian can hear their conversation, which is fully due to the magic of "asking the heaven Sutra". The "asking the heaven Sutra" is known as "asking the heaven". The skill is magical. After cultivation, the hearing and sight of ancient martial arts can be greatly improved.

It's just that ancient warriors don't pay much attention to this effect, because with the passage of the realm, those ancient warriors with high strength have been used to the role of divine consciousness instead of eyes and ears.

But now, Ling Tian has a big advantage in this special environment by virtue of the gain of practicing the "ask heaven Sutra".

Ling Tian didn't answer at all. His war spirit firmly locked the old man with the longest breath. He raised his knife and cut, leaving no mercy at all.

"Thief, presumptuous!"

A fierce fighting spirit came from Lingtian's body side. It seemed that the ancestors of he family had not heard of it. The other disciples of he family who were suppressing the toxin began to beat their eyelids, and a stuffy drink came from their mouths.

Obviously, they want to wake up, but they have received the counterattack of Kung Fu.

I can't help but say that the hermit sect is old and cunning.

This is also one of the hidden dangers left by their Kung Fu.

The Dharma formula of the hidden world sect, even if interrupted and forced to wake up, will not cause too much problems. At least, it will not cause hidden injuries to internal organs and meridians, let alone the risk of being possessed by evil. The eight families' skills, whether healing or removing toxins, can't stop halfway. Otherwise, they may even die.

The hidden world sect took great pains to prevent the eight sects from being eaten back.

Ling Tian didn't know the hidden dangers of these eight families' skills. Instead, he strengthened his determination to kill his ancestors!

The saber saw that he's going to cut his ancestors in half without hindrance. His eyes suddenly opened, staring at Ling Tian with bright eyes, and a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Little..."

Ling Tian didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Instead, the sword in his hand added a bit of strength.

Shua!

The father of he family tried his best to turn his head to the other side, but the saber ruthlessly divided his whole body into almost two parts. The blood almost sprayed Ling Tian's body. The heart split into two parts was still beating like a dying struggle, but the more it beat, the closer the time of his father's death was.

Lingtian's body was short, and the attack completely fell on his shoulder. With this attack, Lingtian only felt half numb. If he hadn't made psychological preparations in advance and inspired the protection of the spell, he was afraid that he would end up seriously injured this time!

"Old ancestor!" he family disciple who attacked Ling Tian was almost scared to death when he saw such a tragedy!

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