The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan raised his face just as he was about to get up, when the Yin-Yang Furnace was suddenly attacked and slammed down again.

It's just that this time it's no longer Zi Luoyan, but Fengyue on the other side.

Sensitive parts were suddenly attacked, Fengyue let out a very seductive moan, and of course she cursed angrily.

"Bastard, you dare to take advantage of my mother, you are tired of working!"

When Fengyue became tough, she was no less than Zi Luoyan, even worse than Zi Luoyan.

"Hey, let's not be impatient, this is an accident."

Murong Chuan hastily stood up with a smile, but he hadn't even reached halfway, when a huge force hit him again, causing him to climb down again involuntarily.

Murong Chuan was looking for that tender and soft plumpness comfortably, he felt two big ear scratches slapping his cheeks, one left and one right, and his whole face fell down.

How could Zi Luoyan and Fengyue be ordinary women, they were suddenly rescued by Murong Chuan, and then attacked by the Dao palace realm, it was enough for them to lose their minds for a moment, how could they continue to be at a loss.

It's enough to be taken advantage of once, but if he is allowed to take advantage of him a second time, he will not take them seriously.

Therefore, the two girls held onto Murong Chuan's face, taking advantage of the huge force of inertia, and let him hit the bottom directly, while they rolled to the sides to avoid it.

"Aw, oh shit, slaps in the face aren't that hard."

Murong Chuan covered his nose and wailed, Zi Luoyan got up and kicked his ass violently, angrily said: "I didn't eunuch you, I just took care of you!"

Fengyue also showed no weakness at all, she kicked Murong Chuan in the waist, and snorted angrily: "It's only a matter of minutes to abolish you, do you want to try?"

"Is it okay if I was wrong? I didn't do it on purpose. I have to blame those bastards in black robes. If it weren't for them, how could this happen."

Murong Chuan thought about getting up, but he hadn't gotten up halfway when the terrorist attack came again.

The Yin-Yang Furnace sped up again, and the mournful Murong Chuan suddenly fell down, hitting the ground again with his swollen face.

"Fuck, it's over!"

Murong Chuan covered his nose and turned over, lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

No matter how strong the attack is, it is one victory, two defeats and three exhaustions. As long as the first attack does not penetrate the Yin-Yang Furnace, their lives will be saved.

Murong Chuan lay flat, Zi Luoyan and Fengyue sat cross-legged, both meditating to regulate the restless aura in their bodies.

Due to Fengyue's continuous use of the imperial skills, especially the second enhanced version of the imperial skills, her internal energy is extremely disordered and needs to be adjusted as soon as possible.

Although Zi Luoyan didn't release the imperial skill, she was interrupted by Murong Chuan directly after using half of her imperial skill, which was more troublesome than exhaustion.

Otherwise, with the second daughter's skill, how could Murong Chuan take advantage of her.

After another quarter of an hour, the Yin-Yang Sacred Slash made another two strikes, and there was no more movement.

The two closed their eyes and adjusted their breath, while Murong Chuan poked his head out to observe the surroundings.It doesn't matter if you look at it, you will almost laugh out your molars after reading it.

Because of the continuous attacks of the Yin-Yang Sacred Slash, they hid in the Yin-Yang Furnace, as if they were sitting in an elevator, flying towards the crown of the tree at an extremely fast speed.

At this speed, it won't take long to reach the place with leaves.

As long as he slightly manipulated the Yin-Yang Stove to keep it parallel to the tree trunk, the rest of the journey would be much easier.

As Murong Chuan's vision increased, half of the secret realm could be seen at a glance.

The continuous mountains with tree roots seem to have a root system at this moment, and the lush and dense forest is even more clear.

Murong Chuan could clearly see that the place he could see was evenly divided into five parts.

One is a crisp bamboo forest, the other is a winding vine, the third is a giant tortoise-shaped peak, the fourth is a basin of burning purple flames, and the fifth is an antique fan.

This is clearly the place where Qingshui, Lanteng, Lvluo, Zihuo, and Sumi Two Worlds Fan sealed.

No wonder the giant eagle didn't let the monks go into the air, because they were afraid that someone would see the sealed place and deliberately search for it, thus delaying the opportunity.

Even though the Purple Emperor's tomb is a whole, it is divided into many parts, and each part is connected by a space door.

No one knows that passing through such a piece of land will appear on that piece of land.

Maybe they landed in the northern area, and after passing through an area, they might come to the southern area of ​​the Purple Emperor's Tomb.

Whether it is Xumi Two Realms Fan, or several other quasi-emperors, they are all opportunities left by Zidi, and naturally those who are destined will get it.

It's a pity that Murong Chuan can only see these, and the other side is blocked by tree trunks, so he can't see it even if he wants to.

However, according to Murong Chuan's analysis, there should be five things on the other side, which should be five buried quasi-emperors.

In this way, the number of ten is made up, the number of perfect emperors.

Of course, this is just Murong Chuan's wild imagination. He traveled to the previous world and called Nine Five the number of emperors.

He really couldn't figure out how such a small ninety-nine as ninety-five and fourty-five became the number of emperors.

Murong Chuan was thinking wildly, looking up at the canopy as big as Qiongyu's canopy, he couldn't help opening his mouth in a daze.

From the ground, you can only see the trunk of the tree going straight into the sky, and you can't see the shadow of the trunk at all.

At this moment, he was surrounded by auspicious clouds, breaking through the troubles of the clouds, he could naturally see the canopy as big as a Qiongyu tree.

Murong Chuan really couldn't think of what kind of planet it would take to grow such a big scary thing.

Numerous monsters made their homes on him, providing him with nourishment and at the same time protecting his safety.

That's the way the sky is, it's covered tightly by tree canopies, and you can't see the stars if you want to see it.

After a while, Murongchuan looked down again, wanting to see if he could see other emperor's tombs besides the purple emperor's tomb from this height.

If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind being a Tufuzi, and he didn't have any psychological burden on digging graves.

What's more, this is what the great emperors left to future generations. If you don't dig it, you will be sorry for the painstaking efforts of the old men.

Murong Chuan thought about looking down, but there was a vast sea of ​​clouds, the same as when he was flying, and he couldn't even see a hair.

The only difference is that what Murongchuan saw before was smog, but what he saw here were white clouds.

"Sigh, it really is considered exhaustive, not even leaving any clues."

Murong Chuan sighed, knowing that the tombs of other emperors were nearby, but he could only watch.

Just like the old pervert who saw the old bustard, he only let him see but not touch, except that his mouth was dry and he was anxious to get angry.

"Why are you sighing, why do you sound so angry?"

A pleasant voice sounded from Murong Chuan's side, Fengyue revealed her cute and bright little head, and Didu's big eyes rolled around, and soon thought of the reason.

"Hey, there should be other emperor's tombs around the purple emperor's tomb. My ancestor's tomb hasn't been dug yet, so I don't know where it's hidden."

Fengyue blinked playfully, and discussed without hesitation, digging her ancestor's grave.

"Fuck me, unworthy descendants, I won't be afraid that Emperor Feng will chase you down by cheating on your corpse."

Murong Chuan laughed teasingly, Fengyue rolled her eyes, and said disdainfully: "It's not a real tomb, so don't worry if you dig it yourself, so you won't be worried about it."