The corners of Zishan's mouth were slightly raised, he made a seal with one hand, and there was an ancient spell in his mouth.

Buzz! Buzz!

Accompanied by the roar of the two people, a sarcophagus rose up from the ground to his left and right. Each sarcophagus stood standing for a person. It was covered with dust and contained two corpses. To be more precise, two corpses.

Corpse puppets are also a type of puppets. They have dull expressions and empty eyes. They are driven by the use of corpse mountains. Judging from the aura of the two corpse puppets, it seems that their cultivation level before death was not low, and they were both at the peak of Ksitigarbha.

"Haoyang Clan, Ancient Bird Clan."

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she recognized the two corpse puppets. On the left was a member of the Haoyang tribe, and on the right was a member of the Guque tribe. When she was young, she had a relationship with the two of them. In terms of seniority, she had to call them uncle.

I never thought that their corpses would be stolen by the corpse clan and turned into corpse puppets. It was really abominable.

"The majestic King Yin Yue is buried in this ghost place."

Corpse Mountain sighed and clicked his tongue. He stepped onto the suspension bridge and headed straight for the main tomb. The two corpse puppets beside him followed closely behind him. They looked eerie and terrifying at first glance.

"Any further step will lead to death."

Before Ziling could speak, she heard Zhao Yun's words, which were very plain. He still stuck a charm on the coffin. He didn't turn around when he spoke. His voice was old and majestic. The more he spoke at this time, the more profound he was in his acting.

The words are words, how can they lack momentum.

At that moment, he performed the mighty force of Tianwu, and the entire main tomb trembled.

"Tian...Tianwu realm?"

Corpse Shan's body suddenly trembled. He took a step forward and took it back again. His sinister smile suddenly turned into fear. Previously he only looked at Ziling and seemed to have ignored Zhao Yun.

Looking at it like this scares the baby to death.

"I won't kill you."

"Go back and tell your ancestor that Hongyuan will visit you one day."

"roll."

When Zhao Yunruo acted, he was also the protagonist whom the six relatives did not recognize. Every word he said was ordinary, but they all resonated with the martial spirit. He had to hold on to the majesty of the Tianwu realm. In order to perform the majesty of the Tianwu realm, he had to do it.

The end of the powerful crossbow.

This time, it would be good if I could drink it back.

If he can't retreat in fear, then he and Ziling will probably have to explain themselves here. The other party is the pinnacle of the three Ksitigarbhas. If they really want to fight, they will be beaten to ashes.

"Hong...Hongyuan."

Corpse Mountain subconsciously took a step back, his tone trembling.

He was afraid, afraid to his very soul.

Hongyuan of Great Xia was so powerful that he was already a quasi-immortal more than a hundred years ago, and he was recognized as the best in the world. No one knew how terrifying he was, and they only knew how to get into trouble with Hongyuan.

Whether it was Ksitigarbha or Tianwu, they had all been laid to rest long ago, and they did not even dare to provoke his ancestors. Unexpectedly, Hong Yuan, who was famous all over the world, was also in the tomb of King Yin Yue.

What a bad start!
Chapter completed!