It is difficult to guarantee something like a secret. Even a mute person has the possibility of leaking the secret.

So Chu Xiu only believes in one thing, only dead people can keep secrets.

So let alone these casual cultivators who had been standing on the Dong family before, even if they remained neutral, Chu Xiu would choose to eliminate the roots in order to solve the problem.

Of course, there is another witness, Yan Chixiao, but this guy seems to be a "person" now. Will anyone believe what he says?

So under Chu Xiu's Tianjue Die Killing Fist, all the casual cultivators were killed.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire hall was covered with corpses and flesh. Chu Xiu calmly withdrew from the state of selfless killing, and he did not consume much himself.

Yan Chixiao looked at Chu Xiu deeply, of course, the two flame-burning holes on his skull could not see any glances.

If it were in ancient times, based on Chu Xiu's personality, I believe that Lord Wen Hou would be very interested in him. Maybe one more major battle under Wen Hou's account would be there.

Looking at Yan Chixiao, Chu Xiu said lightly: "Okay, it's your turn now. I want to see if I can break your bone frame first, or can you kill me first."

Yan Chixiao said in a muffled voice: "I won't fight anymore, please leave."

As he said that, Yan Chixiao stopped his two rapidly rotating iron chains.

Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't beat you anymore?"

Yan Chixiao snorted: "Your body should be the strongest among these young people entering the land of suppression, but you are not the one who is the most suitable body for Lord Wen Hou to be reborn.

It’s too difficult to deal with you. It’s better to kill more others and collect blood and blood.”

Yan Chixiao was telling the truth. There are so many people entering this big tomb, and it is obviously not very cost-effective to fight Chu Xiu here.

Since he was not sure to kill Chu Xiu, it would be better to let Chu Xiu get out quickly and wait for the others to enter and kill people and take away their qi and blood.

Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows and turned around and left.

Yan Chixiao was not sure to kill him, but in fact he was not sure to deal with Yan Chixiao.

After tens of thousands of years of suppression, Yan Chixiao's strength has fallen below the master of martial arts. In terms of strength alone, Chu Xiu is actually not afraid of him.

But the other party refined his body frame to a level comparable to a divine weapon. Even if Chu Xiu took action, it would be extremely difficult to hurt him. He could only suppress him through Buddhist techniques.

Instead of wasting time with this guy here, Chu Xiu might as well find the inheritance of Lu Wenhou as soon as possible.

Half a quarter of an hour after Chu Xiu left, black water emerged in the hall, and Shui Wuxiang's figure appeared from it. Looking at the corpses everywhere, Shui Wuxiang said in surprise: "It's very easy to start."

Yan Chixiao shook his head and said, "It's not what I did."

As he said that, Yan Chixiao told Shui Wuxiang about the incident.

Shui Wuxiang raised his eyebrows and said, "It's that boy again? Among the young people who came in, that guy can be said to be the most difficult one. Why didn't you kill him by the way? If he could affect Lord Wen Hou's resurrection plan, wouldn't it be bad?"

Yan Chixiao snorted coldly and said, "I want to kill him, but you don't even look at what I am in now. My body has been wiped out. How do you ask me to kill? It's better to save some energy to kill others and collect some qi and blood."

Shui Wuxiang shook his head and said, "Okay, let this matter go for the time being. The three warriors in the True Pill Realm are about to enter the burial place of Lord Wen Hou. I will first join forces with Xuan Jiuyou to make arrangements and kill the three martial arts masters.

Only at the burial place of Lord Wen Hou's bones can Xuan Jiuyou use the breath left by Lord Wen Hou from "Wushuang" to kill the enemy.

After refining their qi and blood, it is estimated that the qi and blood needed by the resurrection of Wen Hou will be gathered together."

"Wait, take these corpses over to the corpse Jiuling to condense qi and blood." Yan Chixiao pointed at the broken corpses on the ground.

Shui Wuxiang frowned and said, "Why is it so embarrassing?"

Yan Chixiao snorted and said, "It's not the one I killed, it's because that kid took action too ruthlessly. Anyway, they all condense qi and blood. What's the difference between a corpse and a corpse?"

Shui Wuxiang muttered dissatisfiedly, but he still turned into black water, wrapped all the corpses in it, and disappeared.

At this time, in a palace in the center of the tomb, three martial arts masters, including Dong Qikun, and dozens of other warriors were among them, but the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

The entire hall is extremely simple, all made of bronze, and the ground is covered with dense runes.

There was no decoration in the hall, but in the center area, a huge bronze coffin was suppressed. The top of the coffin was nailed into it with thirty-six long swords, as if guarding against the things in it.

But even so, there were still wisps of black mist constantly emerging from the bronze coffin, with a cold and extremely terrifying atmosphere.

After all, Dong Qikun and others are martial arts masters, and their knowledge is far beyond the reach of ordinary warriors. The three of them have recognized it. The thirty-six long swords are the most treasures of the Zhenwu Sect, the Zhenwu Sword of the Evil Slaying!

The Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword is an existence between treasure soldiers and divine weapons. Its own material and power are still treasure soldiers. However, the Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword requires the use of a master of the Zhenwu Sect martial arts to sacrifice and refine it with his heart and blood. It is somewhat comparable to the power of a divine weapon when killing evil demons.

Using your hard work to sacrifice treasure-refining soldiers is an irreversible harm to warriors, so even in the Zhenwu Sect now, not many people are willing to sacrifice and refine the Zhenwu Sword.

But here are thirty-six Zhenwu Xie Zhu Jie Sword nailed to the coffin. You can imagine how cruel the person suppressed here is!

In addition to the giant bronze coffin, a huge square sky painting halberd was hung in the hall.

The Fangtian Painted Halberd is extremely fierce, with a black body of the halberd, and a ferocious glass dragon carved on it.

Although the crescent blade was silver-white, the blade was scarlet red, as if dyed red by blood.

The entire Fangtian Painted Ridge exuded an extremely fierce aura, which seemed extremely terrifying. It even gave everyone the feeling of a weapon, but a ferocious beast!

At this time, the Fangtian Painted Gaul was hanging in the air, but it was not a rope, but a string of Buddhist beads.

The Buddhist beads were engraved with Sanskrit, and a ray of Buddha light burst out to suppress the fierce aura of the Fangtian Painted Rider. But even so, it was barely enough. There were 108 Buddhist beads, but ten of them were damaged, and the Sanskrit talismans on them were extremely dim.

There is no need to guess such obvious hints. Dong Qikun and others have guessed almost instantly who is suppressing this big tomb. It turned out to be the demon god Lu Wenhou who dominated the world in ancient times!

This discovery made Dong Qikun tremble, which was exciting.

Lu Wenhou is a legendary existence. Although Dong Qikun and others don’t know what is in this place, it is obvious that even an object that Lu Wenhou’s company may be a treasure.

Not to mention anything else, the thirty-six Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword that suppressed the giant bronze coffin of Lu Wenhou, although most of the power in it has been wiped out, it still has extremely powerful power.

There is also the Buddhist beads that imprisoned Fang Tian’s painting halberd. Although it has been damaged, one of them alone is considered a treasure.

And the most precious thing is the Fangtian Painted Ridge, which is the "unparalleled" weapon of the former demon god Lu Wenhou. The existence of the divine weapon level is definitely the most treasure among the most treasures.

Dong Qikun and the other three looked at each other, and there was a hint of unknown expression in their eyes.

The rule of opening the mountain festival is that outsiders can take away anything they can take away, while things they cannot take away must be left to the Dong family.

In the past, the Dong family held a mountain opening ceremony and chose any direction to mine. Most of the discovered one was just minerals and the remains were a small number. Even if there were some relics, the things taken away by outsiders were limited, and the big one was still owned by the Dong family, so the Dong family did not feel distressed.

But what about this time? This is the place of suppression by the demon god Lu Fengxian. Just take out one and it is a treasure, and everything is something that the Dong family can't bear!

The same is true for the other two people. Although this is the opening ceremony of the Dong family, they also came to help. Moreover, they have two people, but the Dong family has only one person. Shouldn’t they take more things?

Dong Qikun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Qiao Liandong, Xu Tingyi, you and I have both been acquainted with many years of friendship. Now that the treasure is in front of me, I don't want to turn against you because of this.

Besides, this is the place of suppression by the ancient demon god Lu Wenhou. After being in for so long, you should also notice something is wrong. There are still living things in this big tomb!

Although they did not attack us, other junior warriors have suffered a lot. No one knows when the crisis will fall on us.

Instead of killing each other with a vigilant and slaughtering in front of the treasure, it is better to join forces for the time being, divide the things here evenly, and then discuss the others. What do you think?"

Qiao Liandong and Xu Tingyi are also old martial arts masters. They have rich experience in the world and are indeed not a place to do it now, so both of them nodded and agreed with Dong Qikun's meaning.

Dong Qikun said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, then we will get the magic weapon "Wushuang". The bronze giant coffin must be suppressing Lu Wenhou. After pulling out thirty-six Zhenwu Swords and killing evil swords, we don't know what the consequences will be. We should be more at ease."

Just as Dong Qikun's words fell, a black fog filled the hall. The black fog seemed to be spiritual, and it actually condensed together, turning into a hazy and blurred human form standing in the air, with scarlet and red eyes shining.

"Just because you are waiting for these native chickens and dogs to attack Master Wen Hou's magic weapon, you're simply ignorant of your life and death!"
Chapter completed!