Control The World

Three days later, Ning Wufeng appeared again in the Chiling Mountains. The long-lost sunlight fell on the body warmly, lying on a piece of bluestone sullenly.

The time of the three days outside was changed to seven times the time of the spiritual array to be twenty-one days.

At this time, although Ning Wufeng was embarrassed by his body, his robes were raging and his hair was disheveled because of the previous fighting. However, he looks more spiritual and fit.

He had a leisurely life, but did not know that the Wu family had started to deploy faster.

"By the way, there is a treasure map." Ning Wufeng took out the treasure map captured from the brothers of Wu Chuan, and tiled it in front of him.

It is said that it is a tomb of the monk, there should be a lot of good things. After experiencing Linlange's abnormal exchange system and having tasted the benefits of Ling Zhen, Ning Wufeng felt more and more that he was a poor ghost.

If there are enough Linlang coins, then his cultivation is not rising sharply in an airplane.

"Go and see."

Ning Wufeng shoved the treasure map into his chest, and when he was in shape, he shot away not far. At this point, his speed has accelerated.

The location of the treasure map is close to Qinglong Bay. Just after finding the treasure, go back to Qinglong Bay. I have n’t been back for a long time. I do n’t know if the bald auntie and the skinny third are okay.

Ning Wufeng thought of them, and could not help feeling warm.

Shuttled through the jungle.

On the other side, a boy with a jade belt and robe followed by a grim-eyed old man was also galloping in the jungle.

The son of Jinpao stopped and turned to ask: "Uncle Claw, how far away is Jin Ling from Ou Yeyun's tomb?"

"Master Hui Hui, the intelligence said that it should be near here." The elder old man's voice was a little hoarse, extremely low, and even a little gloomy.

"This year Ou Yeyun broke into the third-level demon battlefield and got a magic gun. It was so popular that even the great families of the King City threw olive branches at him. But who can think of such a character and was buried in his death? Such inaccessible places. "Jinpao shook his head and sighed.

He is the young master Zhao Wuqing of Jiang Ning's largest gang You Long Gang. Recently, it was reported that some hunters had strayed into a tomb in the Red Ridge Mountains and brought back a message of words.

He followed, and also the Elder Black Claw of Youlong Gang. The black claws drew their hands in their sleeves, leaned on their waists, and stared sharply at the surrounding jungle.

Roar……

Dragon from cloud, wind from tiger. There was a sudden black wind in the jungle. A giant tiger with big eyes jumped out and flew at them.

"I'm coming." Zhao Wuqing shook his body, a silver shot appeared in his hand, pointed at the tip of the gun, Bai Hu's face.

"My son is careful, this is a superb monster of the highest order." The black claw looked at the big tiger gloomily, and the black claw hidden in the sleeve robe exhaled a sharp breath.

"It's okay, I just came to test the gun." Zhao Wuqing raised a confident smile in his mouth, and his body moved to meet the big tiger.

Just as Zhao Wuqing was fighting the tiger, Ning Wufeng also came near here according to the instructions of the treasure map.

Hearing a fight here from a distance, he carefully let go of consciousness. Bypassed from them.

Not far from the fight, Ning Wufeng stopped, looked around the lush woods, and muttered, "It should be here." Immediately, he let go of the consciousness carefully. The lush trees around him were shrouded in consciousness and immediately changed. .

It really is here. He glanced not far away. The fighting there had not stopped, a sharp tweet came, and the howling shook the trees.

So strong air waves. Ning Wufeng muttered in surprise. It is much more dangerous than the periphery of the Chiling Mountains. Not to mention these monsters, but just seeing the two of them made him feel a dangerous breath.

Be careful about everything.

However, the owner of the tomb is quite smart, and set up a magic circle here. After so many years, the formation method has long been integrated with Gumu. If it weren't for the windless sense, other people would have to spend a lot of time finding the entrance to the tomb.

Just like Zhao Wuqing and Black Claw have been walking around in this area for several days.

The biggest role of the Mystery Formation is to confuse the monks' observation. It is placed in front of the tomb to prevent the tomb from being stolen. It's just that the strength of the people in the battle array can't stop Ning Wufeng, who has a sense of mind. After all, consciousness is the ability that can only be possessed by the spirit state.

"Looking at the formation method, there should be a level of Sanpinling Formation, and those who must be in formation must also have the strength of the Sanpinling Formation. Looking at the past of Jiangning Prefecture, presumably the owner of the tomb is not an unknown member." Ning Wufeng looked. Since these three products have been lost, he said critically.

Master Sanpin Lingzhen had at least the strength of knowing the realm when he was alive. It seems that the brothers of Wuchuan have no wrong judgment.

However, the master is dead, and Sanpin Beguiled is shrouded in his perverted consciousness. As if there was nothing, his body moved and flashed behind an ancient wood that was held by three people. He pressed it on a stone with one hand and cast the magic spell. come out.

With a click, the stone cracked and turned into a puddle of powder.

"So many years, there is still a lot of spiritual power." Ning Wufeng laughed. This seems to be a stone thing, in fact, it is the array of spirits in the outer spiritual array. The spirit was absorbed by Ning Wufeng, and the array broke through.

"Here." Ning Wufeng moved, digging through the grass behind the ancient wood, revealing a black hole. He rushed in, not forgetting to close the grass, and put hundreds of spirit stones in the original position, temporarily acting as an array.

With a click, the earth and stones at the top of the cave hurled down a lot. Ning Wufeng patted the dust on his body. Don't look at the opening of the cave, but there really is no cave in the cave.

I don't know what method the tomb owner used to refract the light outside into the tomb. So the whole cave is quite dry and bright.

Ning Wufeng saw that the walls on both sides were engraved with secret pictures and the like. It seemed that the year was extremely long. Was it the existing place that was later discovered by the owner of the tomb and transformed into an ancient tomb?

Look at the layout of the Lost World, and the Lost World of Sanpin still has effect. The owner of the tomb is not far away now. But the year of painting on the wall looks like ancient times.

Ancient times have gone through the ninety-nineth century. An epoch is 10,000 years, or 990,000 years. For the era of great chaos, the murals also have the characteristics of ancient times.

The Devil is in troubled times and the immortals are in charge.

The frescoes are described from a heavenly place. In Dongtian, there is a stone tablet saying "Wanfa Palace", and the towering pavilions are covered in the mountains. The disciples are prosperous.

"This is an ancient martial art called the Wanfa Palace. The martial arts are huge and the disciples are full of incense." Ning Wufeng walked by a mural.

"In the second mural, the birth of a divine creature in the Wanfa Palace attracted a group of demon in the chaos. The size of the demon is huge. The disciples of the Wanfa Palace are fighting endlessly with the gods. It seems that the casualties are extremely severe. "

The murals that follow closely depict the heavens and the earth, dozens of them are hundreds of monks fighting with various weapons and horned heads, and costly wings. God's magic is boundless, and his melee is extremely strong. The corpses on the ground ran across the field, and blood flowed into the river.

"The disciples of the Wanfa Palace suffered heavy casualties in this battle. Later, someone in the Wanfa Palace sacrificed a fetish, which was so bright that it killed most of the demon. But there was a strong thunder-thin monster among the demon. He devoured the gods and demons below him, and fought the gods.

"Later, the entire Wanfa Palace was greatly depleted in this struggle, and Zongmen's internal deficit was declining."

"I don't know if the content of this mural is real, or it was fantasized by future generations." Ning Wufeng murmured, looked up, and there was already a large hall in front of him.

There are many quaint utensils on the palace, and it looks like they have been around for a long time.

Ning Wufeng looked around, with tables and chairs in the main hall. There is also a tea set on the table. Even cups are filled with tea. The tea set is brand new, as if it had been cleaned not long ago.

Behind the tables and chairs, that is, in the middle of the hall, is indeed a huge sarcophagus. The coffin is simply made of cyan bar stones without embellishments. Extremely simple.

Whether it is tables, chairs, tea sets, or coffins behind it, they are all clean and dusty.

"It seems that this is really a grave." Ning Wufeng murmured, turned his head and looked around, I do not know when the unknown flowers on both sides of the steps in front of the temple bloomed, there seems to be an inexplicable fragrance.

When he turned his head to look at the hall again, he was suddenly shocked, and immediately became tense. I do n’t know what a middle-aged man sitting on the table and chair looked at, and looked at Ning Wufeng with a smile.

"The younger generation has no intention of disturbing the seniors to sleep here, and the offending place is to look forward to a lot of envelopes." Ning Wufeng immediately bowed down to the man solemnly.

For a long time, he didn't respond, he couldn't help looking up. The man still had the smiling expression and didn't move. He let go of the consciousness and carefully probed the man.

It turned out to be a corpse, without heartbeat and breathing, and without spiritual fluctuations. It should be a joke before the owner of the tomb. However, how can such a trick scare monks?

Ning Wufeng was wondering, and suddenly the middle-aged man said, "After all these years, someone has finally come here."

"Who?" Ning Wufeng was startled and found out that it was the middle-aged man who spoke. Is this a ghost story?

"Don't be nervous, this deity is a heavenly deity, strayed into the battlefield of the gods and demons, and struggled with the demons. Unfortunately, because of the inheritance of the body, after the death, he was unwilling, and he felt a grudge against the world. My last will, my broad heritage. "

"So I pin my hopes on Ou Yeyun, but how half-dozen I am. I ca n’t bear it, so my spirits will never end."

This is the case, Ning Wufeng said suddenly, the owner of the tomb was originally called Ou Yeyun, and received the spirit resentment of the Heavenly Lord from the battlefield of the demon. When the Heavenly Lord wanted to pass on his inheritance, this Ou Yeyun had a bad life and died. .

The Supreme Master can't find anyone who inherits the spirit, and the spirit resentment will never end. Until today, Ning Wufeng came.