Tomb Robbery: Qilin Bloodline, spoiled by the little brother at the beginning

Chapter 209

A vast and magnificent picture was presented in front of Zhang Yiqian and Wang Fatty.

"Go !!"

Zhang Yiqian snorted coldly, and he manipulated the Xinghe to suppress it.

With a bang, this black qi was directly destroyed by the galaxy.

At this time, Zhang Yiqian blasted this river of stars towards this black fog.

Thundered!!!

In an instant, a burst of explosions sounded.

A wave of monstrous energy spread.

"Rewind !!"

At this time, Fatty Wang watched the aftermath of the energy spread, and he pulled Zhang Yiqian and quickly withdrew.

Wait until this energy is gone.

A white jade coffin exuding endless terrifying aura appeared in front of the two.

This white jade coffin is made of special spar with various strange symbols carved on it.

A trace of cold and evil qi was released, covering the entire tomb.

In this coffin, a white figure sits in it.

There was endless anger all over his body.

It was as if this skeleton was a ghost creature that crawled out of the Nine Ghosts Purgatory.

Fatty Wang said to Zhang Yiqian: "The owner in this tomb is probably not simple, no wonder even the killers of the Dark Demon Pavilion want to kill him!!

"Now that you know he's a dangerous person, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Yiqian pouted and said.

"I wanted to come in and take a look just now, but this guy broke in, and I was unlucky."

"If you don't come in, I'll sneak out."

Fatty Wang pouted.

"Okay, if we get the secret code this time, we will leave quickly."

Zhang Yiqian said directly.

He walked directly to this white jade coffin.

Zhang Yiqian stretched out his hand and pressed on this white jade coffin, his eyes staring at this white jade coffin.

His head hung slightly.

Swish!!!

Soon, this white jade coffin suddenly trembled.

A ray of white light burst out and shot directly into Zhang Yiqian's forehead.

A flood of information flooded into his mind.

Boom -

this white light entered his mind, and suddenly burst out with a monstrous power.

This white light directly wrapped Zhang Yiqian.

His whole body was suspended in mid-air, and his body bloomed with dazzling white light.

At this time, Fatty Wang saw this scene in front of him.

His expression was extremely sluggish, and he was completely stunned.

Swish!!!

I don't know how long has passed.

A dazzling beam of light burst out from Zhang Yiqian's body.

Fatty Wang said to Zhang Yiqian: "Is the secret code of this tomb here?"

When he finished speaking, his face suddenly stiffened.

At this time, dozens of white beads appeared around Zhang Yiqian, exuding a terrifying holy light, and

a vast holy power descended, suppressing the eight wastes!!

"This... This is Saint Dan..."

At this moment, Fatty Wang looked at these white beads with an incredible look in his eyes.

His expression was extremely shocking.

"This... This is the Twelve Pins Saint Pill!!

At this moment, Fatty Wang couldn't help but smash his tongue and said.

"What? Twelve pints of holy pills? "

Heard Fatty Wang's words.

Zhang Yiqian's eyes were full of shock.

"Are you sure this is the Twelve Pins Saint Pill?"

Zhang Yiqian swallowed his saliva, and he looked at Fatty Wang and confirmed it repeatedly.

"Hmm."

Fatty Wang nodded.

"Why is such a precious elixir placed in this tomb, and there are so many?"

"Could it be that this tomb was left by the strong man to prepare to train his apprentice or granddaughter?"

"But it's impossible."

"After all, so many twelve-pin Saint Pills are not something that ordinary people can have."

Fatty Wang muttered, his pupils constantly dilated, revealing a shocked expression.

His heart was beating faster.

At this time, Zhang Yiqian said directly:

"Don't talk first, quietly understand."

In an instant, a lot of information flooded into Zhang Yiqian's mind.

The True Qi in his body was even more frantically increasing.

Zhang Yiqian directly crossed his knees and closed his eyes to cultivate.

These holy pills were exactly the twelve-pin holy pills he had obtained in the Dark Demon Pavilion before.

Although these twelve pint holy pills were not as good as the Chaos Saint Pill, they also had the effect of defying the heavens.

One twelve-pin Saint Pill was enough to skyrocket the strength of any warrior by dozens or even hundreds of times.

Today there are more than 50 here.

If Zhang Yiqian took it all, his strength would definitely reach a terrifying level.

However, Zhang Yiqian did not take it.

He was ready to leave it for Zhang Yihan and them to use.

And he used these twelve pint holy pills to comprehend the mysteries of the realm.

He believed that with his comprehension of the seven qualities of the realm, the mysteries of the realm.

With these holy pills, it can definitely make its strength skyrocket.

In the blink of an eye, night fell quietly.

Zhang Yiqian had been in this cave for three days.

And in the past three days,

Zhang Yiqian sat here.

His eyes opened, and a surging aura swept out from his body.

At the center of his eyebrows, a circle of light loomed.

Zhang Yiqian squeezed the seal with both hands.

At this moment, his body exuded a terrifying aura.

The momentum on his body became even more terrifying, like a high emperor.

Zhang Yiqian's body was surrounded by a terrifying hurricane.

"The Seven Qualities Realm Mysteries - The !! of the Wind Realm"

Zhang Yiqian muttered.

As soon as he beckoned, a hurricane gathered, forming a long sword condensed by the wind.

Swish!!!

This wind sword flashed with a cold and sharp light, which was breathtaking.

A sword slashed out, and the void tore apart.

Zhang Yiqian stepped out in one step, and his body disappeared directly in place.

Swish!!!

In the next second, he appeared on the other side and slashed out with a sword again.

An ear-piercing whistling sound cut through the void.

There was a terrifying edge in this roar.

Poof!!

On the spot, a stone was directly penetrated and shattered by this wind blade.

Yikes....

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yiqian's figure flickered continuously.

His body speed became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he was walking through this valley.

Eventually, Zhang Yiqian stopped moving, and his gaze swept towards a tomb.

Yikes....

In an instant, all the coffin lids in this tomb flew out directly.

Immediately, a group of skeletons came out of it.

Fatty Wang said to Zhang Yiqian: "What's going on in this tomb?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Zhang Yiqian said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he stared at the group of skeletons and said, "

Could this group of things be the puppets cultivated by that strong man before his death?"

"Have you ever seen a live puppet?"

At this time, Fatty Wang was surprised.

Thundered!!!

Soon, the group of skeletons knelt on the ground and shouted to Zhang Yigan:

"Meet the master!!."

"Master?"

Hearing this skeleton call himself the master, Zhang Yiqian had a bit of doubt in his eyes.

"This group of skeletons should all be cultivated by that strong man."

"It's just that he didn't expect that he fell here, but he became the funeral object of this group of corpses."