The grave collapsed and a huge ghost appeared. This scene seemed familiar, as if it was suddenly back to the beginning.

Chen Tang and Yan Huandan looked at each other: The two of them were about to rush out, but they were dragged into the vagina by the other party.

But it seems that something is wrong. The surrounding environment is very different from the legendary underworld, just like a mansion of Song Siming.

If that tomb is.

Having said that, people live in houses and ghosts live in graves, it is not bad at all.

First, a long-haired giant hand stuck out, then a huge body, several feet tall, with two horns on its head, which is quite similar to the statue worshipped by the Divine Lotus Sect.

As soon as it appeared, the yin energy around it immediately rolled, very rich, like dark clouds, covering the sky and the earth, covering its huge body, and looming. Looking at it, it looked even more ferocious.

Boom boom boom boom!

A huge sound was made, and the tomb suddenly surged and became bigger. At some point, there was a stone chair on it. Song Siming sat on it, like a god standing tall, looking down at all. On its side, a flag was erected as thick as a bowl, and the flag was erected. On each side, the word "Song" was written with a big character, which was extremely majestic and domineering.

Under the flag, there are many shadows, and I don’t know how many Yin soldiers and generals are hidden.

"What a big show, do you really think that you are the master of the underworld?"

Yan Huandan said loudly without being outdone.

"Hehe, bull's nose, when we parted that day, I was very worried about my fate. Goodbye today, just in line with the old saying, "Hell has no way to go, and you are going to come in."

Song Siming's voice swayed in this small world, trembling with his ears.

Yan Huandan had no intention of wasting his quarrel with it, and turned to look at Chen Tang: "Chan's boy, the time is here to work hard, are you ready?"

Chen Tang replied: "Sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman."

I have been prepared for this fierce battle.

Yan Huandan nodded and said earnestly: "This battle will never stop. Your cultivation is still shallow. You are most afraid of consumption. It is difficult."

Chen Tang blinked: "Not afraid, I have this."

As he said that, he raised his hand and showed something. It was a large seal, which was the official seal of Lord Yan, the Tongzhi of Panzhou.

When Yan Huandan saw it, he was slightly stunned. He saw Chen Tang pinch his five fingers, grab the official seal, and begin to absorb the breath inside.

Although the position of Tongzhi is a deputy, the rank is not low, and he is about the fifth rank. In addition, the situation in Panzhou is special, and the magistrate is not in power. Tongzhi monopolizes the power and becomes rich after he gains a breath.

Chen Tang now has the seals of Gu Heng and Yan Zhifeng, and there is a comparison. In comparison, Gu Heng's seal of the academic government is stronger and more upright. However, Yan Zhifeng's seal is not inferior. The official spirit inside is extremely domineering, which is very consistent with the official lineage.

Buzz!

The giant whale was absorbed into the meridians like a drinking water. In the Niwan Palace, the fish immediately became extremely active, swam quickly, and began to swallow and enjoy...

The movements inside his body were unaware of, but the momentum that flowed from Chen Tang clearly revealed his changes at this moment.

The momentum is rising and becoming stronger!

"this……"

Even though Yan Huandan had seen someone, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. In just a moment, he clearly sensed that Chen Tang's cultivation level had improved rapidly, and at least more than ten or twenty years of skill had been added.

It's like a rumored enlightenment.

Yan Huandan has a little understanding of the martial arts practiced by Chen Tang, but he has never asked about it in detail. This matter involves privacy secrets and is difficult to inquire unless Chen Tang takes the initiative to tell it. On that day, Chen Tang asked about martial arts in Nanfu County and communicated with each other. However, what he saw with his own eyes was still quite shocking.

No wonder Chen Tang is so young that he has such cultivation strength.

It turns out there are shortcuts to go.

Although in martial arts practice, we always advocate diligence and hard work, we can become a superior person. But this is only one side, and opportunities are often the decisive side. You must know that everything in the world can be achieved by working hard alone, that is not the case.

Therefore, Yan Huandan only felt relieved about Chen Tang's shortcut.

After a while, the large seal in Chen Tang's hand changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. First, the color became dim and dull, and then there were cracks on it. The breath on it was absorbed and used as a carrier, and the large seal was destroyed.

Looking at Chen Tang again, he was energetic and had a divine light in his eyes, as if he had been reborn.

Seeing this, Yan Huandan laughed: "So that's it, there's no need to worry about it."

Song Siming, who was sitting on the top of the tomb, also noticed Chen Tang's changes and said with interest: "The boy's cultivation method is strange. He just happened to take you down and study it carefully."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed, a ball of yin energy changed, turning into a long rope, and tied it to Chen Tang.

He has already understood the characteristics of the sword box and can absorb ghosts, but he has no reaction to soulless things.

Almost at the same time, on the bizarre Yin and Yang trees, people suddenly opened their eyes and read at the same time:

"The Yi Shi said: The bones by the Wuding River are waiting for reincarnation; the soul in the spring boudoir dreams are still in the countryside..."

These ghostly words and strange stories are the most fascinating and enchanting, and make people listen to them, and then they fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

As the saying goes, there are all kinds of nonsense, true and false, and there seems to be a mixture of insightful opinions, which is quite dialectical.

In addition to these sounds of reading, the yin energy that rolled around was eroding Yan Huandan and the others all the time. The breathing objects were illusory, and like the sound, they were extremely difficult to resist. If you were not careful, you would fall into Tao.

This place is obviously Song Siming's home court.

Song Siming used Yin Qi to entangle Chen Tang. On the other side, he gave a command, and many Yin soldiers and Yin generals rushed towards Yan Huandan. Among the two, he was the most afraid of Yan Huandan. He thought that he had to refine the Taoist armor of this Taoist priest for more than ten years, but unfortunately he failed in the end and was rescued by Chen Tang. At that time, Song Siming was in seclusion in the grave and could not come out. But today, he spent a lot of magical powers to detain Yan Huandan and Chen Tang into the forbidden area, and he wanted to complete his achievements. Not only did he refine Yan Huandan's armor, but he also had to seize Chen Tang's sword box. With these two treasures in hand, the matter of conquering Yin Si would definitely be defeated.

By then, he will really be the leader of the underworld.

Looking at the dense Yin soldiers and Yin generals, Yan Huandan was not afraid: "Die old ghost, you don't dare to come down, so send your hands to die. I'll see how long you can sit."

As he said, his hand did not slow down for a moment, and he sniffed the sharp edge. He gently snatched a cluster of ghost soldiers and wiped out the ashes.

He kicked his footsteps, unwilling to delay, so he soared into the air. He was in the air, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. The next moment, a sharp sound of breaking the wind broke out and shot an arrow at Song Siming's true body.
Chapter completed!