I have the strongest merit system

Ah!

This is, digging his own ancestral grave?

Wei Yang was amazed.

Soon, the swarthy man dug open a grave, reached out his hand and pulled a coffin from the bottom of the pit abruptly.

When I saw the coffin.

Wei Yang frowned.

There is a lot of mystery in this coffin.

The entire coffin is made of gold, and the surface of the coffin is carved with many mysterious lines.

After the dark man got out of the coffin, he didn't open it hastily. Instead, he kneaded the formula and walked around the coffin, tapping on the coffin from time to time.

Every time he dropped his finger, several lines on the coffin would light up.

After a while, the patterns on the entire coffin brightened up, shining red light.

At this time, the dark man patted the coffin.

The coffin lid slowly opened.

The next moment, a mysterious energy emerged from the coffin.

Perceive the location of the air machine.

Wei Yang narrowed his eyes, and immediately shot decisively, blowing in the direction of the dark man.

This breath contained wonder, and it turned into a breeze and blew on the dark man.

For a moment, the dark man seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Afterwards, Wei Yang came to the side of the coffin with a smile, and saw that there was a altar inside, and on the altar, there was a stone. The stone was colorful and glazed, exuding mysterious aura.

So captivating, it's a treasure that anyone knows.

Wei Yang looked at the five-color glazed stone, curled his lips, and then his eyes fell on the dark altar, and sighed: "The old fox is an old fox. He is really calculating every step of the way, with hidden hands behind his back."

Immediately Wei Yang stretched out his hand directly, and the next moment, the dark altar about the size of a watermelon flew up.

As for the five-color glazed stone, it fell into the coffin.

Wei Yang didn't even look at it.

Afterwards, Wei Yang bowed slightly to the dark man, and said, "Thank you, old iron, for the big plane."

After finishing speaking, Wei Yang turned around, shielded his body with sword light, and fled away.

In Weiyang left less than 1 minute.

The originally frozen dark man suddenly regained consciousness, and then his complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly looked at the things in the coffin, but this time, the dark man's complexion was pale.

"It's over, it's over, it's over."

After finishing speaking, a burst of black energy suddenly dissipated from the swarthy man's body, and he fell to the ground straight, turning into a mummified corpse in an instant.

And the black air paused, and then returned to the blacksmith shop in the small town.

Then, the black air directly hit the blind old man who was resting.

In an instant, he opened his eyes, his expression instantly ferocious, and his eyes were extremely fierce.

"Damn bastard."

After finishing speaking, the blind old man soared into the air, broke the roof, turned around in the void, and galloped in one direction.

At this moment.

Jian Guang escaped at an extremely fast speed.

Wei Yang plunged headlong into a big river, covering up his aura.

Moments later.

Wei Yang soared up from the river more than ten kilometers away, turned around, and returned to the small town.

The blind old man came to the cemetery, looked at the coffin with only glazed stones left, his heart was ups and downs, and he gritted his teeth.

He suddenly squeezed the formula with both hands and muttered to himself.

After a while, within a hundred meters around, all kinds of messy auras emerged visibly with the naked eye. Among these messy auras, there was an aura, which was the trace left by a stranger.

See traces.

The blind old man went after him directly.

Run all the way.

After reaching a big river, the blind old man finally couldn't hold it anymore, and cursed, "Made, are you so well prepared? Did you already target me? Did you just wait for this moment to snatch it?"

It was breath, which disappeared on the river.

The broken line, of course, can no longer be continued.

The baby is gone, and there is no chance of getting it back.

This insidious bastard didn't even take a look at the glass, gold, jade orb I left behind?I don't pay attention to such strange things, and those who rob me of the Promise God Stone must have extraordinary origins.

The eyes of the blind old man flickered.

But soon, he seemed to be discouraged, his eyes darkened.

Hiding in Tibet for so long.

This time, he transformed into a human being and occupied the body of an old man. He was so perfect that no one could find anything wrong.

But even so, things were actually robbed.

This is the end of fate.

For a moment, the blind old man seemed to have lost his soul, and slowly turned around and walked away, not knowing where he was going.

After turning around the small town.

Wei Yang wanted to leave overnight.

But after thinking about it, it was too obvious, so he didn't leave, but stayed in the inn overnight.

Wait until early the next morning.

Wei Yang observed the situation first, then shouted Wangcai, took the carriage that had been raised for a few days, and left slowly.

But when Wangcai was leaving, a group of bitches of various colors followed for several miles, making Wei Yang dumbfounded.

You son of a bitch, during this period of time, you are very happy.

Leaving all the way, for two consecutive days, Wei Yang did not let go of his control on the Promise Divine Stone, and kept covering it with sword intent to avoid leaking his breath.

After staying away from the small town, and secretly observing whether there is any follower, and after confirming its safety, he let go of the control on the Promise God Stone and picked it up to play with.

Don't look at this thing, it's only the size of a watermelon, but it's heavy, and it feels like it's at least a thousand catties.

Therefore, the horses that pull the cart are very tired every day.

Wei Yang felt a little sorry, and used sword energy to dredge its meridians and relieve fatigue.

After a few days, the maroon-colored horse became more energetic and ran much faster.

At this moment, playing with the altar.

Wei Yang squeezed his sword finger and swipe across the altar, the altar split into two.

Then, a bead no bigger than a marble was exposed.

This bead is also of a strange color, black and white mixed, like a Tai Chi.

Moreover, in black and white, each has a mysterious power, forming a unique balance.

This is, the Promise Divine Stone.

Wei Yang played with it carefully for a while, and tried to input his own sword energy into it.

The Promise God Stone never refuses anyone who comes, and it seems like a bottomless pit, which cannot be filled at all.

Wei Yang tried to take it back again.

Immediately, I felt that my own sword energy seemed to have been sharpened.

For a moment, Wei Yang was stunned.

This thing can actually sharpen sword energy directly?

This leaves one step in between, and it works surprisingly well.

Immediately, Wei Yang instilled all the sword energy in his body.

After waiting for a while and recovering it again, the sword energy felt less than one-thousandth of the amount, but it was more solid and refined.

"Such a fetish has no place on the list of heaven and earth artifacts?"

Wei Yang was amazed, but also a little bit embarrassed.

Perhaps, no one has discovered that this thing has such a usefulness, otherwise just this ability is much more powerful than the phantom obtained by Wangcai.

Then Wei Yang stopped wasting time and began to meditate, absorbing the inspiration of heaven and earth and the power of the original source, and then transforming it into sword energy and inputting it.

With the help of the Promise God Stone.

It was estimated that the Heavenly Human Realm would be shortened by at least one year before it could be climbed.

At that time, even if I have the capital to rule the world, I can start planning for the Jade Liquid Pool that turns the fake into real.

The carriage was walking on the road, and Wangcai led the way.

Originally, when he first left the small town, the native dog was still a little sluggish.

But after a few days of self-cultivation, he became cheerful again, as if he had boundless energy, and every time he led the way, he had to run a long distance, as if he was expecting something.