He was a demon king, but he was buried here. He had a lot of resentment and wanted to find more people to be buried with him!

It’s a pity that he didn’t think that in the past ages, the power of the means he left was greatly reduced, that is, killing two Xuanxian, and those cold lights were scattered in heaven and earth.
Chapter one thousand nine hundred and sixty-nine Food
Seeing this, the thin old man sneered at a line: "People in the demon land are evil, cruel and biting, and this is their means."
Sue ink sneer at in my heart.
Although the fat old man claims to be a middleman in the fairy land, they know that King Feng Xuan has set a trap and lured others to take the initiative to step in. I’m afraid this idea is even more vicious than King Feng Xuan in the magic land!
King Feng Xuan can be regarded as a knife at most.
The real slaying of those two mysterious immortals is actually bewitched by two fat old men!
"The elder should be in no danger now?"
A world XuanXian asked carefully.
"I don’t know that."
Fat old man and smiling said
Anyway, after all, this is the body bag of a prince, which may be an unimaginable treasure.
Everyone is unwilling to leave.
After a little, someone once again pulled out a magic weapon from the bag and manipulated it in the distance, hitting the bag of King Xuanwang in the wind.
This man’s magic weapon just flew out and lost his aura before touching the body of King Xuan of the Wind, and it was covered with green spots and fell.
"ah!"
The man low shout a.
He has completely lost control of this magic weapon!
It’s no surprise that Su Mo knew nature when he first entered the tomb of Emperor.
The rest of the monks are all surprised.
The thin old man said faintly, "If you forget to wake up in this tomb, you’d better not move any magic weapons. If they are exposed, they will be eroded by the curse of the tomb and become a pile of scrap metal!"
One man frowned. "So we can rely on the flesh and blood or the occult arts?"
"Ha ha!"
Li Tian laughed. "It’s just that I survived the robbery of three or nine days and soared. Today, it’s interesting to see who can compare with me in this emperor’s grave!"
Sword feather look cold wordless.
Generally, Jian Xiu must be good at the body-refining method, otherwise it will be difficult to bring the war of Kendo into full play.
Just talking about a man sneaking around behind the king Xuan Feng and getting closer.
In a blink of an eye, the distance between the wind and the Xuanwang is already close at hand!
This person’s eyes are hot and thunderous, and the palm of his hand is stretched out toward the waist bag of the king Xuanfeng.
"I caught it!"
The man’s face was ecstatic. He was about to find out what was in the bag. A cluster of fingertip-sized green jack-o’-lantern suddenly floated out of the body of King Feng Xuan.
This cluster of jack-o’-lantern fell on this mysterious fairy body and swept through the body like a strong liquor!
In a blink of an eye, this mysterious fairy body ignited a deep green flame and became a huge fireball in human form!
Many monks hurriedly retreat distance.
"ahhh!"
There was a piercing scream in the fireball.
However, three or two breathing screams disappeared, and the flesh and blood of this mysterious body has also been burned to the ground by green flames, leaving a skeleton covered with green spots scattered on the ground.
This time even Su Mo was secretly frightened.
Although he is good at flame, there is power in this deep and green flame. Even he feels a palpitation and scalp pins and needles.
I’m afraid it’s hard for him to be lucky if he touches this flame
"Hum, this is the curse of jack-o’-lantern!"
The thin old man said coldly, "In this tomb of the emperor, some strong corpses may be bred to curse the ghost fire, burn the flesh and refine the Yuan God!"
"This is a small lesson for you. There are too many things in this tomb that can kill you!"
Sword feather fingers together and pinch the sword tactic to cut a sword light across the virtual direction that falls on the ground object bag.
Maybe it’s a long time ago, or it’s corroded by the curse of the emperor’s grave. Even the bag of princes can’t bear the instantaneous fracture of this sword light.
Going!
Things in the bag are scattered all over the floor.
Everyone looked intently.
I have to say that there are indeed many treasures in the princes’ bags, and there are 10,000 pieces of various magic weapons Lingbao alone!
Parts piled up together almost form a hill.
But unfortunately, these magic weapons, Lingbao, are covered with green spots and have lost their spirituality, which has been completely abolished.
Some cultivation resources in this bag, such as Lingshi, have also lost their vitality.
Like some panacea full of curses, even if the drug is still there, people dare not.
Many monks look disappointed.
Three people have fallen into the bag, but there is nothing to treasure in it.
"Let’s go"