After waiting for nearly half an hour, the other three real people arrived at their destination. Looking at the black stone on the ground, they couldn't help but fall into a deep thought.

"I'm afraid it will take some time."

The real person yuluo of ziqimen said, looking at heiqishi's face with a trace of helplessness.

"Old crane, you can just say that. I'll save the following young rabbits as soon as possible. You see, Lao Qin is in a hurry."

The black tiger door's Huben said, although Qin Han's face looked calm, but several people who knew him could see the tension in his heart.

"Is ye Ziheng important?"

Another old man came up and asked. The old man was wearing a brown robe, with a white beard to his abdomen, and his face was full of wrinkles. He seemed to be bigger than all the people present.

And this man is the patriarch of he lianzong, Guan Chengshan.

Qin Han looks at Guan Chengshan, ponders for a while, and finally nods.

"Important, very important, several times more important than the lives of all the disciples below."

Looking at Qin Han's face, he said positively. Several real people also realized the seriousness of the matter. Before they heard from their disciples and added some guesses. Although they guessed the general process of the matter, they obviously underestimated the importance of Ye Ziheng.

"Since that's the case, what are we waiting for? Move this black stone away so that we can go in and find someone."

Therefore, several people listened to the command of immortal Heyun of the crane gate, quickly stood up and began to crack the powerful ancient martial mechanism on the black Qi stone.

At the same time, in a tomb, ye Ziheng is fighting with the evil spirit.

To be honest, the power of the ghost is beyond ye Ziheng's imagination. At the beginning, ye Ziheng thought that the ghost was stronger than before. After death, it was the strength of a 5-level or 6-level warrior. It was not easy to defeat him as long as some base cards were used.

But it wasn't until the real exchange of hands that ye Ziheng realized how stupid his previous ideas were, or even how stupid his decision was to choose to come in just now.

Although the spirit is the incarnation of the dead, its strength is not weak at all. Even if the real eight level martial artist fights with him here, he may not be able to win.

Ye Ziheng has been hiding from the beginning to the end. He is in the downwind all the way. He didn't even get a chance to fight back. It's called holding back.

Originally a good seven grade thunderbolt gun, now it is used as a shield by Ye Ziheng. It can only be used as a block when the enemy attacks. It's helpless.

It took more than ten minutes. Although ye Ziheng didn't suffer much injury, his physical strength was very serious. After all, he is only in the middle of the fourth level, and the strength of the spirit of resentment has reached the eighth level at least.

This time, the difference in accomplishments is not as simple as a small realm or a big realm, but a whole double, double, four equal steps. How can we play with it! I'll be hammered to death sooner or later.

After thinking for a while, ye Ziheng finally decided to call the founder of all this, the blood feather demon who encouraged him to enter the tomb to help clean up the mess. Otherwise, if he was alone, it would be a problem even how to escape from here.