The Xuanyuan Tomb I Built Has Attracted Tomb Robbers from All over the World

　　Everyone felt a chill, and when those red eyes appeared, they already knew what was going to happen next.

　　But what they didn't expect was that what came from the monster's mouth would be a bark.

　　"Dog brother?"

　　At the moment when the barking sounded, Wu Mou~'s eyes widened instantly.

　　The dog's barking was the most familiar to him, a child who grew up in Wu's family.

　　Especially this bark, it was the sound that accompanied him since childhood.

　　That was the shaved old dog who had been following Old Dog Wu.

　　The patron saint of the Wu family!

　　Stumbled towards the slate position.

　　The moment he met those red eyes, his heart sank.

　　In those eyes, where is the spirituality of the old yellow dog, which is completely bloodthirsty light!

　　"careful!"

　　Looking at Wu Mou rushing past him, Zhang Zehao grabbed his collar.

　　At the same time, the owner of the pair of red eyes rushed out of the hole.

　　A gorilla wind emanated from it.

　　The red hair is windless and automatic, like an ancient beast.

　　Looking at everyone, in its eyes, everyone is just a few breathing corpses!

　　"Dog brother~"

　　Seeing that the patron saint of the Wu family had become like this, Wu Mou let out a heart-wrenching scream.

　　He never thought that the old yellow dog who grew up with him could become like this.

　　All the red hair on his body exploded, and the hideousness on the dog's head was only a glance.

　　I felt cold all over.

　　Without giving everyone a chance to react at all, the old yellow dog pounced directly.

　　It is no longer the patron saint of the Wu family, nor is it that ugly old dog with shedding hair.

　　At this moment, it has become the tomb-suppressing beast after the six-winged centipede.

　　It can be called red scorpion!

　　Under Ye Fan's refining, the old yellow dog has completely turned into a peerless beast.

　　Don't say it's just human beings, even if a fairy comes, it may not be able to escape from its mouth!

　　The transparent liquid fell from its mouth, and the heat emanating from it made one feel chills down the spine.

　　Just as Hong Yu rushed over, Zhang Zehao's black knife had also been handed out.

　　He knew that this tomb must not be as simple as he thought!

　　The sharp black knife slammed into Hongqi's head fiercely.

　　when!

　　The sound of hitting gold exploded in the ears of everyone.

　　Everyone's pupils also shrank at this time.

　　The cracked mouth of the tiger made Zhang Zehao take a few steps back, looking at the red dragonfly, which hadn't even lost any hair at all.

　　The knife in his hand is not simple. Although it is now kept in the Zhang family, its real owner is the most mysterious person in the Nine Sects.

　　Back black old sixth!

　　No one knew what his surname was, let alone where he was hiding.

　　Just appearing at the right moment and disappearing in mysterious ways.

　　Moody, but the ability to go to the grave in one suit is unattainable!

　　There is only him in the whole family, and he alone is the whole family.

　　Likewise, no one knew the purpose of his joining Jiumen.

　　The only thing the entire Nine Sect knows is that this person cannot be provoked!

　　The three-door Yama prodigal smiling Buddha.

　　Among them, the prodigal son is talking about the black-backed old sixth.

　　From the moment it appeared in front of everyone, it was a black knife.

　　As for why it is called the black-backed old sixth, the reason is that all people who are dying are in their eyes.

　　Only the back of a black robe.

　　When the Nine Sects disintegrated, his black sword was placed in the Zhang family's custody.

　　Forty-three years have passed since the storage began, but no one has come to ask for a knife anymore.

　　You must know that the black-backed old sixth used this black knife to get through an unknown number of tombs.

　　There are even more rumors that his knife was taken from his tomb.

　　Because the mausoleum guarded by the black-backed old sixth is called the Weapon Tomb!

　　And this black knife is the deepest tomb!

　　I don't know how many years have passed since the birth of the black knife.

　　But as long as someone proposes to study the black knife, it will be rejected directly.

　　Because on this weapon, there is also a huge curse.

　　That is the word alone!

　　Hei Bei Lao Liu is homeless, not because he doesn't want to look for it, but because his fate has been completely rendered by the black knife.

　　You don't have to go in, just say I'm marrying you, and the next second is the moment of death.

　　This is also why there is no one left in the sixth-ranked family of nine gates.

　　What's more, he doesn't even have an apprentice.

　　All died under this vicious curse.

　　Although no research is allowed, the so-called curiosity killed the cat.

　　I don't know how many people bypassed the Zhang family and went to study this knife, but the information they got was all dead.

　　There is not a single word left!

　　It is for this reason that it has become the bottom of the pressure box in the Zhang family's treasure house.

　　Now if it weren't for the fact that lying on the grave is too dangerous, Zhang Zehao would not have invited it out.

　　Because of a little carelessness, the entire Zhang family may be buried with the black knife!

　　This knife can leave nicks on Hei Jiao's body, but the red-haired old dog on the opposite side seems to be ineffective and has no effect!

　　A mouthful of silver teeth seemed to be crushed, and Zhang Zehao's eyes were fixed on Hong Yu's body.

　　Rush out again!

　　"This...this...what the hell is this!"

　　Gong Shuxiang looked at the red-haired old dog's hideous face, and his face suddenly turned pale.

　　On the old dog's body, she actually felt an aura stronger than that of the black flood dragon.

　　In her cognition, this is absolutely impossible.

　　It's a scene I never imagined

　　"Guru~"

　　Feng Tianxing and Bai Luoti looked at each other and swallowed hard.

　　At this moment, even those who have entered countless tombs are completely dumbfounded, because this is the first time they have seen this thing.

　　It was said before the formation of zombies that it was because there was a mouthful of resentment in the throat.

　　Let the corpse not rot for a long time, and finally the resentment penetrates into the body, and it becomes a zombie.

　　But this argument does not hold for animals.

　　Because in any book, animals belong to the spirit of mountains and rivers.

　　No matter how you die, there is no resentment.

　　You can only wait for the judgment of the underworld, and finally throw yourself into the six reincarnations!

　　This is the beginning and the end!

　　But what happened to the old dog in front of him?

　　Could it be that because of living too long, the wisp of wisdom in my heart can already generate resentment?

　　boom!

　　Just when they were shocked by the sudden appearance of the red-haired old dog, Zhang Zehao flew out.

　　As the back hit the tomb, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

　　"What are you still doing, waiting to die?"

　　Seeing Bai Luoti and Feng Tianxing who were still stunned, Zhang Zehao shouted helplessly.

　　The moment his voice came out of his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

　　The whole person slumped directly on the ground, and the pain from the back told him.

　　I can't get up for a while, I can only rely on others!

　　Zhang Zehao's shouting made Feng Tianxing and the others return to their senses, and looked at Hongji with burning eyes.

　　The blade in his hand also creaked.