Ye Ziheng looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief. At this moment, his eyes are full of white bones and residual robes. A small white ant crawls on the white bones and passes by his feet from time to time.

After staying there for a long time, ye Ziheng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. But even though he looked at ye Ziheng's expression on the surface, he was still nervous in his heart.

"Race: saprophytic ant

Cultivation: in the early stage of the first stage

Introduction: often live in the cold place, rely on the rotten corpse for food, when there is no food, often will take the companion's corpse as food, but there is no interest in living creatures."

For the brief introduction that appears suddenly in front of him, ye Ziheng directly waves his hand and cuts it apart, but walks to a white bone in front of him and picks up the rag that he is wearing.

, as like as two peas, he looked at it before he saw it. He had seen it before. He had seen before that, when he saw the palace, he was wearing the puppet coat of the black Humen. Are the bodies of the disciples of heihumen?

However, in this trial, only ten disciples of each clan came in. Now, ye Ziheng has not only ten white bones in front of him, but also clearly saw several disciples of the black tiger sect squatting in a corner when he left Murray and others.

What's more, the clothes on these white bones look like they have been for some years. It's impossible to die recently. Moreover, the number of people seems to be less than 3, 40, or even more. So many people die together here. It's impossible for the high level of black tiger gate not to notice this.

At this time, ye Ziheng's corner of the eye glanced at another white bone, and a new string of information appeared in front of Ye Ziheng.

"Preliminary identification:

accomplishments: Six martial artists

time of death: about 5 years

cause of death: unknown factor"

seeing this line of data, ye Ziheng seemed to understand something in a moment, and the shocked expression on his face appeared again.

The time of death is about five years. If we push forward five years, the tomb will not be opened at that time. That is to say, these bodies died in the period when the tomb was completely monopolized by the black tiger gate.

Moreover, there is a man with six levels of cultivation. If he is the leader, the strength of this team is quite strong. If he is not the leader, it means that the strength of this team is stronger.

At this time, ye Ziheng thought of the thing that Murray had said to himself before he came to the tomb, when he was on the SUV. Nearly a hundred disciples of heihumen, led by the eight strong and protected by four and seven, were all destroyed. Only one warrior from the second level survived.

The map in ye Ziheng's hand was also taken from Chen Ziyi, who was in erpinjing. Whether Chen Ziyi was the second Pinjing warrior who escaped from the black tiger gate, ye Ziheng didn't know. But this map, obviously, came from here, and marked the place with a red fork.

Ye Ziheng looks up to the front, where there are still white bones lying in disorder. Ye Ziheng doesn't know what's in front of him, but he always feels that if he goes forward, he may encounter something bad. He wants to leave, but he hasn't come to turn around yet. Another idea is to capture the brain in an instant.

"Did you just leave? Don't you go in and have a look? You may regret your life if you leave now! "

Ye Ziheng didn't think too much, he chose to go forward, almost instantaneously.