In the muddy wilderness, a man and a turtle were digging quickly with shovels.
From time to time, golden veins flashed on the ground, and golden sparks would burst out when the shovel dug the soil. The breath that had lost its carrier rose from the broken veins and tried to fly into the sky to pass on the situation here. But as soon as they left the ground, they were taken away by the formation flags on the side.
The ban-breaking shovel and the soul-sealing flag!
These two items were specially made by Chen Luo for the restrictions of the demon clan's ancestral tomb. In order to study these things, Ouyang Lian spent a lot of effort on his brain, which can be regarded as a point-to-point fixed-point breaking. It involves the multi-party linkage of formations, poisons, curses, restrictions and refining. Any mistakes in any link may trigger a chain reaction and attract the attention of the demon clan's strongmen.
Fortunately, Chen Luo had some knowledge in these areas, and there were no problems with the magical weapons he refined.
"Brother, are you sure this is the entrance? The entrance Xiaoyao told me is not here."
The flower-backed turtle put down the shovel in his hand and asked while panting.
Before coming to find Chen Luo, he specially sent someone to inquire about the entrance to the demon clan's ancestral tomb. According to the information he received, there were only two little demons in the Jindan realm guarding the entrance to the ancestral tomb, and almost no one would go there on weekdays. To deal with such a weak chicken two realms lower than himself, the flower-backed turtle always used heavy punches.
Anyway, after doing this job, he and his brother will run away.
As long as you can escape, who cares what happens afterwards?
"That entrance is fake."
Chen Luo continued digging without raising his head. The restriction of the demon clan was very complicated, and he had to dig the outermost node area himself. After digging this section, the rest of the area could be replaced by talismans and puppets.
"Fake? Impossible! Xiaoyao told me this news herself. There is no reason for her to lie to me."
The flower-backed turtle looked disbelieving.
In order to obtain this information, he even sold his body. In the past few years in the demon tribe, he worked day and night, not daring to slack off for a single day! In addition to the clam girl of the fox tribe, he also found several lovers outside. These female fairies were all powerful figures in the twelve demon tribes.
“They don’t know either.”
Chen Luo accidentally discovered the real entrance to the demon clan's ancestral tomb when he was searching for the locust tree spirit. Very few people knew this secret. Chen Luo suspected that even Su Linlin, the leader of the twelve demon clans, might not know the ins and outs of it, let alone the lovers of the flower-backed turtle.
"The location of the demon clan's ancestral tomb is very hidden. If it weren't for chance, I wouldn't have been able to find it."
“Why hide?”
"I'm not sure. It may be related to the death of the previous demon king of the demon clan." Chen Luo thought of Zhu Chungang.
The reincarnation of the eight-armed pig king has not dared to return to the demon clan until now. He is still wandering around outside with the Painted Skin Demon, and no one knows what he is planning.
Snap!
While the two were talking, a crack suddenly appeared in the ground.
The surrounding golden array patterns dimmed over a large area, as if the power was cut off, and the smell of decay surged out from it. The stones at the gap continued to collapse downwards, and in just a moment, a circular cave the size of a wellhead was revealed. Looking down from above, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
"It's really a tomb. There's no mistaking the smell!"
The flower-backed turtle took a deep breath.
This guy's tomb-robbing skills improved rapidly, and when it comes to finding tombs, his professionalism has already caught up with his big brother Chen Luo.
Taking two steps forward, the flower-backed turtle tried to throw a stone into it.
After waiting for a long time, no sound came out, which made the flower-backed turtle timid. The spiritual sense could not detect it, and the vision was also affected. This kind of tomb was too risky.
Chen Luo walked to the edge of the cave, took out a stack of talismans from his sleeve and threw them in.
The talismans scattered and floated towards the depths of the cave like falling rain.
bass!
Orange-yellow flames burned from the talisman, instantly illuminating the scene inside. Before the two could take a closer look, they felt a black shadow sweep past, and all the talismans were wiped out at the same time, and the cave returned to silence. Not only that, some sticky mud appeared under the dug hole.
The mud, like living liquid, crawled to the edge of the cave and began to repair the damaged opening of the tomb.
"The power of the formation is repairing the gap."
"Go down first."
Chen Luo jumped down first. Although the talisman paper illuminated the area for a short time, he still saw what he wanted. The perspectives of more than a thousand brains were combined to easily summarize a rough topographic map, including the black shadow that had just pinched out the talisman paper.
A chilly air enveloped my entire body, as if I were underwater; the sensations were completely different from those outside.
The dead silence and despair in the tomb chamber began to corrode Chen Luo's body like the muddy water of the mortal world. If a cultivator of the first step of cultivating immortals, the fourth level of Qi Refining, came here, he would be slightly contaminated by it and his heart would be shaken. Even a peak level Nascent Soul cultivator could not resist the erosion of this force.
Fortunately, both Chen Luo and Flower-backed Turtle are cultivators who have reached the state of Divine Transformation.
As soon as he sensed something was wrong, he immediately called upon his own magic seed. Two different colors flowed around his body, isolating the turbid air.
'Seven, nine, thirteen, cursed spikes.'
'The curse of the ghost, gossip.'
clang!!
Before the flower-backed turtle could react, it saw Chen Luo, who was flying in front of it, stretch out his right hand, and a round Dao stone appeared in his palm. The legendary world of the demon race could not sense it, but Chen Luo had a Dao stone. This kind of stone engraved with Dao marks could temporarily create the power of "returning from the virtual to the real".
The stone melted and fell into the palm of my hand.
A translucent Dharma image appeared around Chen Luo. He stretched out his hand and the turbid and dead air around him was transformed into a big bell, covering the two of them. After a series of "ding-dong" sounds, the bronze bell exploded, and the attacks from all around were also neutralized.
Bang!
The Dharmakāya stretched out one arm and grabbed a small earth monkey from the darkness.
A cold curse burst out from the monkey, and before it could release it, a stronger curse emerged from the Dharmadhatu's hand and poured back into it. The monkey was like an inflated balloon, it only lasted for a moment before exploding from the middle.
All this happened when the two entered the ancient tomb.
From sneak attack to defense, and then to counterattack, different forces are operating in Chen Luo's body. The eight arms of the Dharma image are like eight people, each doing different things, some are responsible for defense, some are responsible for attack, curses and Taoist magic are cast at the same time without interfering with each other.
When the dust settled, the flower-backed turtle finally came to its senses.
He swallowed subconsciously.
I just felt that the big brother in front of me was becoming more and more unfathomable.
tread.
The two landed on the ground, and felt a soft touch under their feet. The flower-backed turtle took out a piece of talisman paper and lit it. The moment the fire lit up, he was stunned. There were densely packed scorpions under his feet. These scorpions were dark red, had eight legs, and had a needle-like tail on their backs. A pair of large pincers were constantly pinching the two people's feet. It was just because the two people's cultivation was too high and they were wrapped in the power of "Dharma Seed", so they were not hurt by these things.
"What the hell is this!"
The flower-backed turtle flew off the ground, but the scorpions could also climb. They built bridges with each other and climbed towards the flower-backed turtle.
Chen Luo's handling was much simpler. He simply made his body ethereal, and the scorpions that tried to climb onto his body fell through his body. After losing their target, the scorpions also turned to the flower-backed turtle, scaring it so much that it flew up a distance.
Although these scorpions are weak, they carry quite a lot of poison. One or two is not a big deal, but if so many of them were to pierce the body, the flower-backed turtle would definitely not be able to withstand it.
"What the hell, you dare to touch your grandpa?"
The flower-backed turtle had just avoided a group of scorpions under its feet, but it didn't expect that scorpions would rain from the sky again.
This sudden change made the flower-backed turtle angry, and he raised his hand to cast a fire spell.
boom!!
The flames exploded, and waves of burning smells filled the cave. Large charred scorpions fell from the sky, but soon more scorpions came in, and more scorpions fell from the sky. In desperation, the flower-backed turtle had to mobilize magic to form a spherical fire shield around its body to resist the poisonous scorpions.
Chen Luo ignored the flower-back turtle. His ethereal body passed through the sea of scorpions and walked to the stone wall in front.
'Poison Sutra.'
On the pure white stone wall, there was a secret book. Scorpions were crawling all over the cave, but they didn't approach the stone wall. It was as if there was a power on this stone wall that made them feel afraid.
"The Holy Book of Poison. I never thought I would see this secret method in my lifetime."
"Poison cultivation is also a great way! If I had been able to obtain this sutra in the past, why would I have been poisoned to death by my junior sister?"
All the brains related to poison cultivation in the external brain became active, and the excitement affected Chen Luo, causing him to quickly memorize the secret book on the stone wall. In just a few moments, he had memorized this holy book of poison.
After a little practice, he learned the first chapter of the Poison Sutra.
There is no poison cultivator who has comprehended the Poison Sutra in his external brain, otherwise, the moment he comes into contact with this technique, he will "recall" the process of previous practice and master it.
clang!
After learning the Poison Sutra, Chen Luo took out a shovel and hit the stone wall with it.
He did not forget the purpose of coming here.
This place should be the cemetery of the ancestors of the poisonous scorpion clan. He had just observed the surrounding environment. If the ancestors of the poisonous scorpion clan passed away, the only place to bury them was this stone wall. This can also be judged from the position where the scorpion climbed before.
They were afraid of their ancestors, so they didn't dare to approach the stone wall.
A string of sparks burst out from the stone wall, and a spider-web-like crack appeared where the shovel touched the stone wall. The shovel in Chen Luo's hand was not an ordinary shovel. It was a special magic weapon he made with Ouyang Lian's brain, specially used for digging graves!
boom!!!
There was another explosion in the distance. (End of this chapter)
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