The Days When I Lived with My Cousin

Chapter 2235

Ling Tian can see that these human bones died at different times. Some of them were thousands of years ago. A touch immediately turned into a pile of ashes. Such bones account for a huge majority and show a variety of states.

This kind of bones, on their bones, obviously have traces of being bound, and their heads have been cut off in the most cruel way, so it seems extremely bloody and terrible in this small room!

Some bones are obviously intact, and their time will be delayed a lot. Some were hundreds of years ago, the most recent was decades ago, and so on.

This point, Ling Tian can easily judge according to the condition of the bones.

This situation makes Ling Tian feel quite surprised!

Ling Tian dragged his chin and squatted there. Looking at the bones carefully, he said to himself: "The older bones should be figures such as martyrs, but why are there so many people in other periods? Are other people tomb robbers who died here? It should be so, but why do they all come to the place that is obviously the tomb of martyrs?"

Ling Tian stood up in some confusion.

The space of the stone chamber here is not large. The most important thing is that the air is quite turbid. Ling Tian has to estimate that even if he can persist for more than three days as an ancient martial artist, he must face the threat of suffocation.

Time is still a little rich, but Ling Tian is not in a hurry.

I tried to call the old man. As a result, I didn't know how many meters underground. I was completely isolated from the signal. Ling Tian had to give up the idea of looking for foreign aid.

Suddenly, Ling Tian heard a faint conversation.

Immediately, Ling Tian held his breath and put his ear on the wall. Vaguely, Ling Tian could detect the direction of the sound source.

"Old ancestor, what should we do now? We're all poisoned here. We don't know how many meters underground." our hoarse voice was mixed with fear.

An old voice followed, "What's the matter? We are ancient martial arts. How could we be buried here? Some toxins can be suppressed temporarily as long as we are family disciples in ningdan territory. As for those other disciples, they should be regarded as sacrificing and contributing to the family. As long as the mainstay of the family does not fall, he family will soon be recognized by those ancient martial arts sects!"

The old voice and words are so cold that others' bodies are cold!

Ling Tian judged that the speaker was not someone else. It was officially the ancestor of he family. It was just a little strange that what kind of poisoning they said was.

"Old ancestor, it's really weird here. If it weren't for the sudden sound wave attack, the disciples of our family wouldn't lose so much." the frightened middle-aged man who spoke just now spoke again. It can be seen that there is a strong reluctance in his words.

"Hum, I've expected this. We've been preparing for such a long time, but we still leaked the news. What's the problem with the falling down? Hey hey, the crane organization. Fortunately, I specially asked he bin to find something for the crane organization. I didn't expect their dog nose to be so smart."

The old voice sneered, and Ling Tian understood at once. No wonder the crane organization's ears and eyes were so smart that they accurately found his location after two assassinations. If the crane organization alone, after all, they were ancient warriors. Although there were a large number of people, they would not establish information sites all over the country.

However, in addition, the Zhao family of the eight families is different from the he family behind them. They are based on the foundation of ordinary people. Even the hermit sect can't be compared.

Ling Tian was itching with hatred. At the same time, he secretly raised his twelve ten vigilance against the crafty father of he family.

"It's not surprising, old ancestor. The location of this ancient tomb happens to be the base camp of the crane organization. We finally got the information."

The middle-aged man's status was obviously quite high. When he heard the questions of his ancestors, he immediately reported what he knew.

"I see. I said why their noses are so smart. Alas, the ancient tomb of the king of Huainan has many mechanisms. If we hadn't delayed our crack work for too long, how could they pick up a bargain? Hatefully, if they didn't show up, they would certainly get Huainan in one or two days with the treasure hunt mouse and the blood of more than a dozen he disciples Wang's inheritance. At that time, our he family may break through the restrictions of the hidden world sect and become the first real ancient martial arts family! "

Ling Tian couldn't help feeling his hair stand up when he's listening to his ancestors' words. At the same time, he felt deep sadness for those dead he disciples. It seems that he's deliberately using his disciples' lives to crack the tomb of the king of Huainan.

However, the treasure rat in his words brightened Ling Tian's eyes.

Treasure hunting mice are natural creatures of heaven and earth that can sense treasures. They are the darling of nature and rely on swallowing the essence of heaven and earth. At first, treasure hunting mice can only look for precious things such as antiques and gold. By swallowing the spirit contained in these things, they can slowly advance. Then, when they grow to a certain time, they can look for medicinal materials for centuries and thousands of years After that, there are rare and incomparable treasures. Finally, it is said that there are treasures for which great powers in the universe are crazy!

This is the advanced journey of the treasure rat. It can be said that it is completely stacked with treasures.

The value of controlling a treasure rat can be imagined.

Since records have been kept, only a few people have had such enviable opportunities. In the end, all of them have soared and become respected beings.

Ling Tian's heart is hot.

What is the treasure of Huainan king? Ling Tian is not very interested at all, but Ling Tian is completely greedy for this treasure hunt mouse.

This thing is far more precious than any inheritance skill! Perhaps with the knowledge of his ancestors, he can't understand the real value of treasure hunting mice, otherwise he would never take such a big risk to look for the so-called inheritance in the mausoleum of the king of Huainan, which is full of crisis.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed a hint of killing. He's ancestors must die!

Because, with it, it is equivalent to an endless stream of spiritual objects for their own cultivation resources! Most of the disciples of ancient martial arts schools have similar qualifications, and they are not hard-working, but why can some strength far surpass other peers in the end. In addition to their different blessings, a very important reason is resources!

No matter who is removing the toxin or who is attacking Ling Tian, all the disciples of he family are wide eyed. They can't believe that the pillar of the whole family, the most outstanding member of he family and the ancestor of he family in the past 100 years, died so oppressed!

The lips of his ancestors murmured and wriggled a few times, trying to say something.

However, the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth could not make any sound at all.

His strong heart, no weaker than that of young adults, finally stopped after a breath.

His disciple's eyes suddenly turned red.

Although the ancestors of the he family were ruthless, they always considered for the interests of the he family, not for his personal interests. Therefore, in the big family of the he family, his prestige can be called outstanding.

Ling Tian killed the hope of he family in front of them. How can he not make them crazy!

The children of he family who sat cross legged stopped the action of removing toxins one by one, completely let Zhan Qi bite back, and staggered to stand up and work hard with Ling Tian!

Where can Lingtian pay attention to them?

He stepped forward and reached for his palm.

There are two red and green storage bags around the waist of the body of the ancestor of he family.

One of them is naturally a storage bag similar to Ling Tian, while the other is a very rare animal control bag even in the hidden world sect.

The animal control bag is a storage space bag that can hold live animals.

It is almost the same space as a small world that can carry living creatures and let them live in it. Its rarity can be imagined. At least, Lingtian himself doesn't have a beast controlling bag.

Put the storage bag and the beast control bag into his arms, and Ling Tian boldly met the he family's son who attacked him just now.

His strength is impressively also in the realm of Ning Dan, but Ling Tian has no fear in his heart.

As for the other disciples of he family, those three or five were bitten by the war Qi. Although they had the strength of condensing Dan territory, they are not much better than ordinary people now.

For a time, in the tomb of the small martyrs with piles of bones, the ashes were flying, and Ling Tian fought frantically with his disciples.

"If you kill your ancestors, the disciples of he family will not let you go! You will die miserably!"

The member of the he family who attacked Ling Tian just now had a kind face in his late fifties, but now he was completely replaced by ferocity.

Ling Tian had no pity in his heart. Although his attack was fierce and not afraid of death, all kinds of flaws were open.

Their skills are more than one level weaker than the inheritance skills of the hermit sect. If he could calm down, Ling Tian would have to kill him for at least half an hour, but now, after three or five minutes, he is bleeding all over and has no room to return.

As for the children of he family who forcibly ended the suppression of toxins, they had already been killed by Ling Tian's knife in the battle just now

The he family member fell to the ground and looked at Ling Tian with a sad and angry face.

"Our children of he family will not let you go even if they are ghosts."

Ling Tian only thinks it's funny. Ghosts travel and Demons repair. Seeing the ancient martial arts escape is the best choice. If you really fight with the ancient martial arts, it can only be the end of your soul.

"Do you have any last words? If not, the history of he family will end today."

Ling Tian said slowly, slowly approaching him.

A strong person in the condensed pill realm can't be underestimated for his counterattack before he dies. Although their skills are incomplete, Ling Tian won't underestimate him.

Lions fight rabbits with all their strength. This is the only way to live longer.

"Ha ha, how can our family end? He Bin has already taken part of his family's future and lurked in a place where no one can find it. After decades and hundreds of years, our family will stand up again! Blow it up!"

The old man of he family suddenly laughed and said his backhand.

Lingtian instinctively felt that there seemed to be something wrong. Hearing his last words, he immediately blocked the sword in front of him.

He has seen that the old man's body expands abnormally, which is obviously going to explode!

However, Ling Tian is not in a hurry to retreat towards the back at this time. Even if he retreats towards the back, it is of little use, because each martyr's tomb is only about 10 square meters. With the self explosion power of ancient warriors in the condensed Dan territory, it will cover at least 100 meters.

Therefore, Lingtian can be said to be unavoidable!

The old man's face flashed crazy. His voice was high and sharp. It was completely different from the voice when he just spoke: "what family disciple listens to the order! Avenge the old ancestor!"

Boom!

For a time, this tomb, which was not known to be many meters deep underground, made a dull sound, and raised dust composed of countless human bone fragments, which filled the small tomb.

"Cough... Hiss..." Ling Tian climbed out of the bones with a disheartened face. In this tomb, there were human limbs and broken arms mixed with blood. It was unspeakable terror. Releasing the Buddha was like Asura hell, and Ling Tian was the king of evil spirits.

He just had time to block his vital points with a war knife. Other places were really impacted by the other party's self explosion.

In addition to the vital place like the heart, wounds of different sizes are almost everywhere in other places. The enemy's blood is mixed with Ling Tian's blood. At first glance, outsiders can't tell where Ling Tian was injured.

Ling Tian moved his body, and the pain came out all over his body.

Ling Tian knew that he would definitely do it again. If he did it again, the exhausted war gas would easily hurt the foundation of the gas sea and affect his promotion in the future.

Ling Tian listened, vaguely, and could hear the noise in the distance. The sound came from all directions. There were voices and footsteps in every direction, not to mention the sound of war gas bombarding the wall.

He knew that the voice made by the old man with his life just now had strong penetration. I'm afraid all the tombs of the martyrs heard it.

I don't know why all the people who used to be in the tomb of the king of Huainan appear here at the same time.

Ling Tian guessed that the people who came were probably the disciples of he family and, of course, the members of the crane organization.

Don't think it's a good thing for other members of the crane organization to appear. In this case, they don't mind falling into a well. Because Yu Qing was the only one who had agreed with Ling Tian's oath!

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