Under the night, the blood on the ghost-headed sword in Chen Xiangyan's hand was not dry yet.

The Chen family stood quietly behind Chen Xiangyan, although Chen Xiangshu was usually the one who gave advice.

But Chen Xiangyan is the person who can really make up the decision for the Chen family.

Chen Xiangyan, standing in front of Wang Daoyi, had a terrifying momentum, which was an indescribable feeling of disaster and disaster, which was integrated with his own roughness and grandeur.

It presents a feeling of great disasters.

Wang Dao has seen many people once, but no one has such a power.

Cooperating with Chen Xiangyan's tall and burly body, he put great pressure on people before he took action.

So is this one who just started?

But I always feel that the movement seems much worse than the moment.

When Wang Daoyi was looking at Chen Xiangyan, Chen Xiangyan also looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, as he seemed to be thinking.

But soon, he moved.

Chen Xiangyan slowly put his ghost-headed sword into the scabbard and smiled.

And the feeling of the glorious Dharma-Ending End of His body gradually dissipated.

"After the famous family, Chen admires Wudang very much."

Chen Xiangyan's voice is as generous as a martial arts world, which makes people feel good.

As the head of the Chen family, today I have already celebrated the festival with too many forces.

Whether it is Wudang or the government office, he doesn't want to have any holidays anymore.

No, just because of the three words "Zhang Sanfeng".

"I dare not, my ancestors are glorious and it is difficult for future generations to regard them."

Wang Daoyi also withdrew his sword and bowed.

Although he was ordered by the government office, he was a man from the world. He was indeed not easy to argue about the Chen family's behavior of digging his own ancestral tomb.

It's really hard to say whether it's right or wrong.

"Tsk tsk, hypocritical!"

Dongfang Renshan stood beside him and seemed to be disliked by the way the two communicated.

"Who is this?"

Chen Xiangyan narrowed his eyes, like a tiger pretending to sleep.

"Dongfang Renshan, ask for advice?"

Dongfang Renshan said with a smile.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Why did you suddenly invite a fight to Chen Xiangyan?

But that's what he did.

Chen Xiangyan didn't say anything, he just looked at the person in front of him.

fight?

He, Chen Xiangyan, has never been afraid of anyone.

...

Just at this moment of tension, Qin Chuming was walking in the Yellow River.

The swelling Yellow River flowed under his feet, and the roar of the Yellow River water hitting the rocks kept ringing in his ears.

The monks feared the water of the Yellow River, which was as scared as a tiger, was walking on the ground at Qin Chuming's feet.

The Chen family has already obtained the things left in the tomb.

Next, it’s the Lulu look that he has left here for many years.

The big tomb cannot afford it, this is what Qin Chuming wants to give everyone.

Only they dare not dig or explore.

When his general situation is not achieved, he can avoid all loopholes.

"rise!"

Qin Chuming gently raised his hand, and at this time, under the Yellow River, in the dark world with the sound of dragons.

At the bottom of the riverbed, a huge and vicissitudes of sarcophagus began to rise slowly, and it spreads the flowing water in the Yellow River, causing the ripples and undulations on the river surface to change.

On both sides of the sarcophagus are six thick chains that lock on both sides of the sarcophagus.

The chains extend from the side of the sarcophagus to the two sides of the distant shores, and finally sink deeply into the rocks beside the water.

There are inexplicable words carved on the chains, which are as difficult to recognize like ghost paintings, but they are breathtaking.

The chains on both sides of the Yellow River began to change slowly at this time, and they gradually contracted, leaving them in a tense state at any time.

The tight chains made a "clang clang" sound, which attracted the old man Huang who was shepherding sheep on the banks of the Yellow River.

“What’s going on?”

He stood in the distance and saw six huge chains slowly emerging from the Yellow River and gradually walked towards the heart of the river from the shore.

"Is this the big iron lump?"

Old Man Huang has really seen this thing.

That was when the flood occurred a few years ago, a chain was exposed in a broken rock.

He also went to see it several times, and the iron chain held the hand like Han Bing. After touching the chain, he fell ill in bed for several days.

Since then, Old Man Huang always felt that this iron chain is very evil.

So I won't go and see it much after that.

But afterwards, sheep still died there.

Later, Old Man Huang specially surrounded him to prevent sheep from running over.

"What's going to do?"

Old man Huang ran towards the distant hillside.

Standing in the sky, you can see a huge black shadow appearing in the turbid river.

As the chains straightened little by little, the huge sarcophagus gradually exposed to the water.

"Is this... a coffin?"

Old Man Huang felt that his eyes were a little blurry.

"It's really a coffin, I'm dead young. The old man can't see anything he shouldn't have seen!"

The huge sarcophagus was pulled until half of the sarcophagus had been exposed to the water before the sarcophagus was still.

The extremely rich yin energy gathers on the sarcophagus, and the thick rings of the chains are also entangled with yin energy.

In the turbid Yellow River torrent, six huge chains fixed the sarcophagus in the center of both sides of the straits.

The flowing water of the Yellow River hits the sarcophagus in the river and then passes through both sides of the sarcophagus.

This creates a strange and weird scene.

Old Man Huang also felt that he seemed to have seen something terrible.

Why did this strange iron chain that has not been moved for many years pull a coffin out of the river by itself?

The floating coffin in the Yellow River is too weird.

As a person on the bank of the Yellow River, Old Man Huang has heard the story of the ghost coffin of the Yellow River.

Don't he meets this!

Thinking of this, Old Man Huang quickly took out his cell phone and called.

"Hey? What? I call the police. Here... is a big coffin coming out of the Yellow River... Come and have a look..."

Old Man Huang was speechless.

"The ghost coffin appears on the Yellow River, gathering Yin Qi to grow and live. Chen Feng, after a hundred years, it will become famous again, and it will be good for you!"

With Qin Chuming's big hand waved.

The chains carved with inexplicable patterns vibrated and began to gather the yin energy between heaven and earth wildly.

Endless yin energy poured into six huge chains, like a dragon gathered into a convergence of yin energy biting on the sarcophagus.

Inject all your yin energy into it.

The strong wind instantly rolled up, blew the mountains, forests and plants on both sides of the straits.

Six huge tornadoes began to entrench on six iron chains, devouring the yin energy between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Old Man Huang didn't dare to stay there, so he hurriedly drove his sheep back, not daring to stay here for half a quarter of an hour.

If only some people know about the cemetery on the side of the Yellow River.

Then the devouring of Yin Qi was like a bright light in the darkness.

Chen Xiangyan and Dongfang Renshan, who had already fought in the distance, had already stopped.

They looked at the sky in the distance, and Dongfang Renshan smiled:
Chapter completed!