Ye Yang sheathed his sword, quickly stepped down the steps, and followed the shattered mirror straight into Tanlang's Tomb.

Tanlang Tomb has been excavated by generations of Zhang family, and there is no danger at all. The only thing that can stop Ye Yang is the complicated environment in the tomb.

Ye Yang had long concluded that the Zhang family used mirrors to penetrate deeper into Tanlang's Tomb step by step. As long as they followed the broken mirror, they could find the center of the tomb.

Nie Xiaochun chased after Ye Yang: "Did you use me as bait?"

"The bait has no say, just follow it!" Ye Yang almost choked Nie Xiaochun to death with one sentence.

Nie Xiaochun regretted that he had to get to the bottom of it, but he couldn't get angry with Ye Yang in such a dangerous situation. He could only puff up his cheeks and follow Ye Yang deep into the tomb.

The coffin in Tanlang's tomb had long been removed, leaving only a square stone pit and sword marks everywhere.

Looking up, what he saw was the glass that had been penetrated by the sword energy. The mirror, which was about two meters in diameter, originally shrouded the stone pit like a sky.

After Ye Yang's sword energy broke out of the mirror, it all fell into the stone pit.

Ye Yang walked slowly towards the edge of the stone pit: "I didn't break the last mirror, and you're not dead either. Come out and see me!"

Not long after Ye Yang's voice fell, he saw sword marks on the ground cracking. Pieces of soil seemed to have been pushed away by someone's hands. They were separated to both sides along the sword marks. A mirror full of cracks was also exposed under the soil.

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Ye Yang's sword energy probably just clicked on the mirror, and then stopped the edge in time, without completely blowing the mirror to pieces.

A ghost in black clothes looked like a zombie sitting up from a coffin. He raised half of his body upright, holding the edge of the pit with one hand, and looked at Ye Yang with a pale face.

It wasn't that he wanted to get up from the mirror in this weird posture, but the sword light on his chest forced him to meet Ye Yang in this posture.

The ghost seemed to have had his lungs injured by a sword. He coughed several times before speaking: "You are not a warlock, you are a sword cultivator. Killing ghosts with a soul sword is such a profound cultivation."

Ye Yang said expressionlessly: "There is one more person who hasn't come out yet. Come out!"

As Ye Yang spoke, another ghost appeared from the corner of the tomb, with a sword light also stuck on his chest.

The two ghosts who appeared one after the other were very similar in appearance. It was obvious at a glance that they were biological brothers.

Nie Xiaochun said in a deep voice: "Which of you is Zhang Huayang and who is Zhang Huasheng?"

Nie Xiaochun knew that Ye Yang was unwilling to speak, let alone explain anything to others. She would be much better off asking some questions than Ye Yang.

The ghost sat up from the mirror, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Zhang Huayang."

The ghost squatting in the corner said with a choked voice: "I am Zhang Huasheng. Mr. Ye, can you let me say a few words to my brother first? I'm about to die."

Nie Xiaochun looked at Ye Yang and nodded slightly before saying, "If you have anything to say, please tell me!"

Zhang Huasheng could no longer control his emotions and cried loudly: "Brother! Why did you just come out!"

"We...we harmed the Zhang family!"

"Zhang Fang...Zhang Fang was killed by Greedy Wolf's violent energy. He killed Shunzi!"

"Brother, why did our Zhang family let Greedy Wolf die in the first place? That's not a blessing, it's a curse!"

Zhang Huasheng was injured by the sword light a little more seriously than his brother. In addition to being able to reveal himself, he didn't even have the strength to stand up. He could only run little by little in the direction of Zhang Huayang: "Brother... I've been looking for you for so many days.

,Why don’t you come out?”

"Brother, stop Zhang Fang! He has been possessed by Greedy Wolf's ferocious energy, and his relatives will not recognize him! Once he gains power, the world will be filled with blood! Brother, stop it!"

Zhang Huayang was speechless for a long time with a gloomy face. It was not until his younger brother Zhang Huasheng crawled in front of him and held one of his hands tightly that he said: "There is no turning back when the bow is fired. We have reached this point, so let Zhang Fang go."

Let’s explore the world!”

"Brother!" Zhang Huasheng said in shock: "Zhang Fang has gone crazy! In order to deceive the provincial capital about magic, he even killed his own father, and he wants to kill me!"

Ye Yang's face turned gloomy when he heard this. He had already understood what Zhang Huasheng meant.

I also know that this mission is a conspiracy against the provincial capital.

In this conspiracy, the easiest thing to believe is the death of Zhang Shun.

Who would have thought that Zhang Fang would kill his father and make a big deal!

Zhang Huayang shook off his brother's hand again: "So? So you deliberately let go of the coffin in Tanlangxing's tomb and led people into Tanlang's tomb to force me out, right?"

Zhang Huayang said with a stern voice: "Have you ever thought about how many sacrifices the Zhang family has made in order to be greedy for death?"

"As long as we can succeed, what does it matter if two people die? Are there not many people in the Zhang family who have died for greedy wolves?"

"We have reached this point, who can look back? You go too! Just let Zhang Fang go on his own!"

"Our Zhang family can no longer afford to lose." As Zhang Huayang spoke, he raised his palm and slapped his brother's head hard. Before Zhang Huasheng was reduced to ashes, he yelled two words: "Behind me!"
Chapter completed!