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Chapter 129: The Handed Down Soldiers

Rumble!

The cold pond riots, and spiritual energy is everywhere.

There was an ancient coffin standing on the pond. The lid of the coffin was lifted up, and Chen Fang had a purple-haired old man with his eyes closed.

The purple-haired old man's eyes suddenly opened.

A blood light flashed, murderous intent revealed, and endless pressure covered the world.

Dao Tianjun's actions completely angered the treasure master in this deep pool, and it was boundlessly terrifying.

Compared with the earth corpse, the treasure master has consciousness, but they are living dead after all. They breathe a sigh of relief, which is equivalent to death, sleeping all the time, and their consciousness is chaotic.

But it does not mean that you will not be alarmed.

The Black Emperor's previous attack had already alarmed him, but he was not born.

Because if he was just doing this, he wouldn't live for so long. The treasure master like them would not act easily. Every action would be spent on the lifespan of blood accumulated over millions of years in the ancient corpse.

Originally, Dao Tianjun and others would not have been born without digging a coffin, touching the Taoist coffin directly, or even taking action.

Now Dao Tianjun's actions directly made him angry.

His cold pond was used as a chamber pot, and he would go wild with good temper. Not to mention him, even the old monster in Wolong Cliff in the distance could not help it, let alone him.

"die!!"

The bloody light made the orchid's cold pond stain with a bloody light.

Dao Tianjun saw this.

I was ready and quickly pulled Li Qiye forward, while I was calmly tiring my belt behind me.

Li Qiye passed by twice and was already familiar with it.

This time he took a step forward and his whole body fell into chaos again.

In an instant, the whole world was crushed by a breath, as if it could crush the universe. Li Qiye's hair and beard slightly raised, his pupils were not at all color. He was like the sky, and he was the common ruler of the world.

Unparalleled pressure comes.

It seems that a new world is about to begin here.

"Hmm?!" The treasure master of Hantan was terrified, and he smelled the smell of death.

He is so familiar with this kind of aura.

Before being buried in the ancient corpse land of heaven, this kind of death lingers around him and does not stop until it is buried.

"You can't have a good time if you want to kill me."

The treasure master of the Cold Pond broke out.

Anyone who can become a treasure master is not an ordinary person. In an instant, he judged the current situation and had to explode completely, otherwise his treasure land would be lost.

Rumble...

There is a golden light between the sky and the earth, shining brightly on the sky, like a sun sinking.

This is the magical power of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

The Lord of Hantan's eyes were completely opened.

Blood is everywhere.

Li Qiye blocked the killing in front of him, and his expression was neither happy nor sad, as if he were a great emperor.

Waving his right arm lightly.

The light is like a mirror, shattered and colorful, the sky is moving, and the power is overwhelming forever.

"Ah..." The aura of the Lord of Hantan wilted instantly, and the coffin under his feet was broken.

The water in the cold pond was evaporating and most of it dissipated in an instant. The surrounding earth was covered with a layer of frost, and the temperature of the world became even colder.

The earth trembled, and the surrounding mountains shifted while waving.

What a magical power and power this is, changing the general trend of heaven and earth in every move.

"A world-renowned figure like you actually peeks at a treasure land like me, why?"

The treasure master of the Cold Pond roared and danced wildly.

He lost, lost, and was crushed without any power to fight back. This person could not resist even in his most prosperous period. He didn't understand why such a person would peek at his treasure land, and he should go deeper.

There was no response, he exploded and shattered.

The treasure master of the ancient corpse in the sky died.

The Feng Shui treasure land also becomes dilapidated, and it may take thousands of years to become a real treasure land again.

After doing all this, Li Qiye became calm.

The power that threatened him disappeared, and the supreme magic power hidden in him disappeared.

"Go to the cold pond quickly."

Dao Tianjun and the other two pulled Li Qiye down the cold pond.

They want to check if the treasure lord's funeral items are left.

Several figures disappeared and the surroundings became quiet.

However, there were people in the distance who could not calm down. A divine wood coffin was trembling and divine light was everywhere. The old monster on Wolong Cliff could not calm down. He truly saw Li Qiye's horror.

The treasure master who was comparable to him was killed in just a blink of an eye.

His hair was about to rise, and he almost crawled out of the coffin. His heart was beating, because he was afraid.

For a moment, the old monster in the coffin wanted to escape.

Because he found out that he was trying to get a tiger!

Li Qiye is a tiger.

But soon he suppressed his thoughts. Li Qiye's strength means that he can find a better treasure land. Making a skin with a tiger is both a danger and an opportunity. At the same time, he is glad that he proposed to cooperate.

"Can it break through the holy city?"

The old monster in the coffin whispered. If someone opened the coffin, he would find an old monster with sweat on his forehead.

Immediately, he became silent.

In just a moment, there was movement in the distance.

"Damn it, just do it like this. This treasure master is too useless. He is still the ancestor of Yaoguang Holy Land, which is embarrassing."

"Wang, I am extremely disappointed. This Yaoguang Holy Land is not a good thing, even the ancestors are just burial objects."

Duan De and the Black Emperor cursed.

On the side, Dao Tianjun also looked depressed.

They were actually just scolding Happy. The funeral objects of the ancestors of Yaoguang Holy Land were actually very good, but most of them were destroyed when Li Qiye raised his hand, and some things that could be left behind were not affected.

Although Duan De and Heihuang were scolded so hard that they were bloody, the things they got were definitely not bad.

The old monster in the coffin on the mountain in the distance shook his spiritual sense.

What did he see in his spiritual consciousness?!

A pure short fairy gold blade and a piece of jade, which is the corpse jade, which is only possessed by the ancient corpse, or only at the level of the treasure master, is worthy of possession. For the dying person, it is like a pervert seeing a naked beauty.

It can prolong the life of the dying person.

There are also the things in Dao Tianjun's hand that make the old monster in the coffin cow covet.

It is a corpse treasure, a bowl of black water, and black water is the corpse treasure.

That is a treasure that can prolong life and prolong life by the treasure master buried in the ancient corpse land of heaven.

It can be said that I never thought that the treasure master of this Yaoguang Holy Land would have such a thing. In theory, it should be a stronger treasure master who can own it.

The old monster in the coffin wanted to crawl out and grab the corpse jade and corpse treasure.

"Can you be willing to exchange?" Finally, he couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun and others looked over.

"Can."

Dao Tianjun nodded. The two things, corpse jade and corpse treasure, have no use for living people, but they are different for the creatures in the ancient corpse land, so they are naturally happy to exchange them.

"Take out your most precious two treasures to exchange." Dao Tianjun immediately stated the request.

"nature."

Without any hesitation, the old monster in the coffin responded.

The coffin lid moved, and two rays of light flew out, staying steadily in front of Dao Tianjun.

It turned out to be a piece of dragon pattern black gold, the size of a palm, and the other side is a holy soldier!

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Duan De recited the Taoist chant and his breath became heavy.

This old guy actually has a saint soldier. This thing is taken to the hundreds of sects of Zhongzhou. It will be the treasure of the great sect in minutes.

The magical weapon that only sages and saints can possess...
Chapter completed!
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