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Chapter 111 Ancient Sages

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    Fatty Jin was a little stunned and said, "What's going on? They all ran back one by one."

    Xiao Chen grabbed a warrior and asked in detail. The warrior replied that in the underground palace, the Duanmu family opened an ancient black coffin. The corpse inside actually survived, and now they kill everyone they see.

    There was also a dark river in the underground palace, and many bat-like monsters suddenly sprang out. The strength of the monsters reached the fifth level, and there were many of them.

    Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, but took the lead and walked forward. On the wall in front of him, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered there to watch something.

    "This is definitely an ancient martial art. It was carved on the wall by our ancestors, but I can't understand it at all!"

    "You will definitely not be able to understand it without a certain degree of understanding. I saw Ji Changkong come here before. After he read it, he immediately destroyed the last three murals."

    "He must have realized something, otherwise he wouldn't have destroyed the last three murals."

    Xiao Chen and the other three hurriedly squeezed in and saw numerous murals carved on the walls. Some of the people in the paintings were dancing swords, some were sitting upright, and some were just standing quietly.

    Everyone¡¯s expression is different, but each person¡¯s movements give people a very Taoist feeling, and their movements are driving the momentum of heaven and earth.

    Xiao Chen looked at each piece one by one and swept his spiritual consciousness over the stone wall. As soon as his spiritual consciousness was integrated into it, Xiao Chen felt as if he had entered a real version of the world.

    Every time he looked at a picture, he felt something gained. The Purple Thunder Art in his body started to operate automatically, and he felt a strange feeling.  When I saw the end, I found that the three original murals on the stone wall had been destroyed.

    "It seems that Ji Changkong must have realized something here before destroying it." Xiao Chen said with a little regret in his heart. The three most critical murals were destroyed, and the Purple Thunder Art running in his body also stopped.  , the wonderful feeling just now disappeared.

    But even so, Xiao Chen felt that the vitality in his body was much fuller than before, and his status as a top-grade martial artist was further consolidated.

    Su Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes and said with a little surprise: "This is a picture of a saint's enlightenment. Everyone in the picture is a real saint from ancient times."

    "The last three pictures of saints attaining enlightenment were destroyed by Ji Changkong, otherwise it would have seemed easier."

    The fat man looked at it for a long time but couldn't see any Taoist charm. He said angrily: "What's so good about the enlightenment picture? It's not about martial arts. The person it depicts is also wicked. Why don't we just draw a picture of preaching."

    As soon as the fat man finished speaking, a saint sitting upright on the wall seemed to feel the fat man's insults. His eyelids on the mural seemed to move.

    "What's going on? I just saw the man's eyelids move."

    "You can't see a ghost, I saw it too."

    boom!

    A force that penetrated time and space came, and everyone felt a little dazed. When they reacted, they saw the fat man lying hundreds of meters behind him, still turning somersaults, and screaming in pain.  .

    "The saint has appeared. A gaze from tens of thousands of years ago still has such power. It's really terrifying."

    "Although the saint is dead, his holy power is still there. Even if tens of thousands of years have passed, it cannot be desecrated."

    "Yes, it seems that the perverted fat man is also a scumbag in front of the saint."

    Xiao Chen rushed over, helped the fat man up and said, "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

    The fat man patted his clothes and said with lingering fear: "I saw a pair of eyes, which were full of chaos. Before I could react, I was knocked away."

    "Sister, I don't believe it. A bunch of dead ghosts still have such great power. Get out of my way." Fatty Niu suddenly lost his temper, separated everyone, and walked towards the stone wall.

    "Huntian Thorn!"

    Jin Dabao unfolded the golden folding fan in his hand, and a golden scholar figure immediately appeared behind him, and an awe-inspiring aura instantly dispersed around him.

    "This is also the aura of a saint, an ancient holy weapon. This fat man actually has a holy weapon."

    "But the Tao Yun in it seems to be incomplete. His holy weapon is incomplete."

    "Even if it is incomplete, it is still very powerful. It should be able to compete with the ancient sages."

    Boom!  boom!

    The moment the aura of awe-inspiring spread, the sages on the wall seemed to come alive, and a small world emerged. Everyone found that the surrounding scene had changed, as if they were in a world in a painting.On people.  So in their families, men are inferior to women.  The heads of the family in all dynasties have all been women, which is unique in the Qin Kingdom and even the entire continent.

    Like what the previous warriors said, several warriors from the Duanmu family were fighting a figure exuding corpse energy. The fighting space was filled with cold wind and the temperature was extremely cold.

    The warriors who were watching all around, standing far away, felt the cold wind blowing and the ice entering their bodies, and they all used their vitality to resist.

    The battle was coming to an end. When Xiao Chen arrived, he saw a black figure falling down. Several female warriors from the Duanmu family around him hit the body with streaks of ice.

    After a while, the ice shattered, revealing a purple skeleton and a golden armor, shining with a bright yellow light.

    "This is a picture of the corpse of an ancient martial emperor. The skeleton has turned purple. He is just one step away from becoming a saint!"

    "That battle armor is also an ancient thing, and its defensive power must be amazing. Although two warriors from the Duanmu family died this time, it is definitely worth it."

    Duanmu Qing walked over, put the purple skeleton and golden armor into the space ring, and then led everyone from the Duanmu family to a coffin nearby with an expressionless face.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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