In the cave deep in the cold pool, the temperature drips into ice, the long and dark cave walls are covered with white frost, and clusters of ice crystals are also growing wantonly.

Dozens of soul-cleaning talismans were stamped on the surroundings with spiritual power, and the sinister magic circle lay in ambush below it, and the sides of the cave wall were half-enclosed, easy to enter and difficult to exit, just like a natural tomb.

The outside wind passed through the cave like a hallway, and the sound of the wind being pulled was like the cry of a baby. It was creepy for no reason. The snow melted by the wind slowly dripped down and landed on the center of the cave. On one side of the jade coffin.

The whole body of the jade coffin is blue in color and is of extraordinary quality. The cold air that freezes the entire tomb is emitted from this jade coffin. The silence around makes the crisp ticking sound of the water dripping in the jade coffin more obvious.

The face of the person inside the jade coffin was obscured by the jade color, making it difficult to see clearly, but seeing the complicated patterns carved on the coffin, and the magic circle that can keep the corpse from decaying for thousands of years, it is enough to see that the identity of the person lying inside is not to be underestimated watch for.

A burst of footsteps gradually approached from a distance, and ten monks wearing black robes and jade belts came in from the cold pool. The leader of the team was old, gloomy and solemn.

The younger men who were younger and more courageous were talking in a low voice, "Why did Master Wu Yuan bring us here today? Didn't they say that we are not allowed to enter on weekdays?"

"The ancestors are buried here, so naturally they are not allowed to come in. Look at this magic circle, how can ordinary people see it?"

"Why did the ancestors seal it here?"

"I heard that when the ancestor was alive, he was an indomitable figure in the cultivation world, but in the end he went mad and died. In order to suppress the corpse of the ancestor, these magic circles were made with all the treasures of the faction..."

"You two!" Wu Yuan, the leader of the team, saw that the voice behind was getting louder, and swung his palm to seal the mouths of the two of them, and said coldly, "You can talk nonsense about the old ancestor, shut up and follow! "

After this scolding, all the disciples were really quieter, and they all went to the inner room of the tomb instead.Wu Yuan broke the seal and stood beside the coffin, his palms dripping with sweat.

Today he suddenly noticed something strange in the Hantan cemetery, he didn't care about other things, he hurriedly brought a few disciples over to check it out, those sects who thought it was wrong to break into the ancestor's tomb, luckily it was just a false alarm.

He waited around the jade coffin, but he couldn't help feeling a little bit sad. In a blink of an eye, the ancestor had passed away for 300 years, and the former genius of heaven is now just a corpse in this coffin.

Thinking of the tragic state of the old ancestor's obsession when he was alive, Wu Yuan felt chills down his spine for a moment. For such a terrifying man, no matter whether he lives or dies, he should be imprisoned in the tomb for the rest of his life.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal in the entire tomb, when Wu Yuan was about to take his disciples out, an uncomfortable muffled sound suddenly broke the dead silence around him.

Everyone looked back in amazement, and saw that the jade coffin, which was originally dead, was constantly vibrating, and the aura swelled wildly from the inside to the outside, almost so thick that it was close to the real body.

The disciples had never seen such a battle before, and they were all confused, "Master, Master! This is—"

Wu Yuan immediately threw up his sleeves, pulled his disciples back to the side of the tomb, "Calm down!" As he said this, he also trembled in his heart, staring at the jade coffin, and kept guessing in his heart, what happened?

After the spiritual energy surged out of the jade coffin, it continuously condensed on the jade coffin, and the surrounding frost icicles also melted rapidly. For a while, there was the sound of jade and stone colliding.Many icicles instantly turned into powder and were carried towards the jade coffin. The ice crystals refracted brilliance under a few strands of dim light, illuminating the pitch-black tomb as bright as day in an instant.

After a loud bang, the aura stopped spinning, and a person slowly appeared in everyone's eyes, sitting on the jade coffin from mid-air, with his brows and eyes tightly closed, spiritual power and ice crystals surrounded him with black stripes on a white background His sleeves twirled, as if he was attached to everything about this person.

The man's skin is as pale as paper, his eyebrows are blue but deep, his eyebrows are long, his eyes are flushed, his lips are light and thin, but he has a romantic charm.The waist-length black hair was tied up with a snow-colored ribbon, and a few strands fell down beside the cheeks, adding a sense of wantonness, looking like a lifeless but perfect puppet.

Wu Yuan's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

I thought it was because my old eyes were dim, otherwise how could I see my ancestor sitting on the jade coffin, but when he noticed that the other person's eyelashes were trembling slightly, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground involuntarily.The other disciples also knelt down one after another. This was the fear that came from their blood, and it was also the cowardice of the supreme and powerful to suppress their strength.

Yin Li, who was sitting on the jade coffin, had a very painful head. He thought it was because he drank a few more cups of fine wine on his [-]-year-old birthday. The congratulatory gift was sucked in.

He stood up feeling dizzy with his head covered, and just as he opened his eyes, he heard the sound of kneeling.Ten monks in black robes and jade belts knelt down on the ground. The leader was pale. Seeing him was like seeing a ghost. He squeezed two words between his teeth, "...Old Ancestor."

Wu Yuan is very panicked now, the ancestor broke out of the coffin.

He secretly raised his eyes to look at Yin Li, and seeing the red light in the other's eyes, he was crying inwardly.

The ancestor died in a maddened way at the beginning, but now that he is resurrected, he doesn't know what to do. He just crushed the jade slip to contact the suzerain. Today, the ancestor must be sealed back into the jade coffin again!

Even so, Wu Yuan couldn't lift his knees at all. No matter how many years passed, the ancestor's terrifying coercion was still invincible.

Yin Li's body in front of him, because he had been lying down all year round, his face had already been stiff, but now his face was paralyzed, his eyes became more fierce under the shock, and the disciples kneeling underneath trembled even more.

Yin Li didn't have time to take care of so much, he kept thinking in his mind, a memory that didn't belong to him surged in the sea of ​​consciousness, and kept churning in his mind, making his face more gloomy and more coercive.

This body is not his, perhaps it should be said that it is in the book given by the apprentice.

The original owner and Yin Li had the same name and surname, he was a proud son of heaven, but his personality was withdrawn and violent since he was a child. Not long after he founded the Hengkun sect, he was obsessed with cultivation, and then fell into a madness and died.

It is worth mentioning that the original owner committed a lot of murders when he went into a maddened state, and it is absolutely not too much to call a devil. Now he has been dead for 300 years, and only because he crossed over, he took over the original owner's body.

Yin Li snorted coldly in his heart, and after sorting out the cause and effect, he walked down and wanted to pull up Wu Yuan, who seemed to be the leader, and asked about the present tense 300 years later.

Unexpectedly, just as he grabbed the opponent's sleeve, Wu Yuan showed a frightened expression.

The strong wind shot from Yin Li's hand in an instant, and Wu Yuan was instantly blown to the cave wall 50 meters away, passing through dozens of icicles and sticking to the wall, vomiting blood uncontrollably.

"Master!!" The little disciples flew over immediately when they saw the situation. Seeing this tragic situation, their eyes were tearing apart. Although they didn't dare to say anything, they all looked at Yin Li with suppressed anger in their eyes.

Yin Li was startled. He had practiced for thousands of years, how could he not be able to suppress his strength?

He walked up to Wu Yuan with a confused face, and wanted to reach out to help pull the man off the wall, but those disciples immediately glared at him, and he could only withdraw his hand embarrassingly.

Seeing the disciples busily busy, Yin Li did not forget to add a sentence in order to express his concern, "Can you pick it off?"

This sentence can be said to be extremely dry and obscure, like the wooden saws in the old bellows are constantly rubbing against each other. The body has not spoken for too long. Although the spiritual energy is constantly circulating, other places still need to adapt slowly.

The disciples looked at Yin Li talking, and saw that although he had a handsome face, his tone was gloomy and his expression was obscure.

The few young ones couldn't hold back for a while, and turned their heads to cry. Thinking about it, the young ones thought it was just a trip to the tomb with the master, but who would have thought that they would let the devil out.

Yin Li looked at the sobbing teenagers, turned his head silently, and went back to the jade coffin to reflect on himself, did he look so scary?Although he never cared about his appearance, but in the old world of comprehension, no one cared about him. Yin Li called him a handsome and beautiful Yin Xianzun. He touched his chin to look at himself, and suddenly his hand stopped. This chin seemed to be slightly thinner than his own... …

He lowered his head in surprise, his face was clearly reflected on the jade coffin, with black hair and white skin, exquisite facial features, flowing red light in his eyes, slightly thin cheeks, gloomy temperament, and an obsessive appearance... the same as his original appearance. The appearance is a bit similar, but it is a little more refined than him. If Yin Li's appearance is proud and cold, then the appearance of this body is the flower of Gaoling, absolutely perfect.

He stared at the appearance of the body, but his eyes became more and more strange. The original owner looked very similar to him, but the resemblance was similar, but he wanted to upgrade his face.

Yin Li sat back on the jade coffin and sighed, thinking about how to get out of the damn book, a long arrow suddenly shot over and pierced into the stone wall, penetrating three points into the stone.

A group of people came in from the entrance of the tomb, led by Lin Nansheng, the current lord of the Hengkun Sect.The person who came was a middle-aged man with white beard and hair. Looking upright, he held a longbow and pointed at him aggressively, "Disciple Lin Nansheng is here to seal the ancestor!"

The people behind Lin Nansheng were also elders of Hengkunzong. Following Lin Nansheng's order, they all drew their weapons and aimed at Yin Li.

After Yin Li was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, but his face turned into a grim smile. Matching his red eyes, everyone's hearts were pounding.

The young people don't understand Yin Li's strength in the past, and the tragedy after going crazy, but they have all seen it.

Rivers of blood flowed, corpses scattered everywhere.

Yin Li sat on the jade coffin and twisted his neck, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was also aroused.

That's right, it's just a matter of exercising your body.

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The follow-up article "Gods Down to Earth [Ancient Wearing the Present]" has been opened, and interested little cuties can poke the column to eat~

The little fox Xia Fanfan practiced for thousands of years, and finally saw through the world of mortals and became a fairy.However, when he was soaring, he was suddenly struck back to the human world by a thunderbolt.

How could he be downgraded if he didn't ascend successfully?

Xia Fanfan, who was hacked back, looked at his snow-white and furry body, and fell into self-doubt.

Until, he was picked up by a man.

Yue Dong: "Where did the Samoyed come from?"

Xia Fanfan: ...you are a Samoyed!Your whole family are Samoyeds!

etc!Why does this person look more and more like his unlucky master before his transformation...

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After Yue Yingdi picked up a little milk dog, he started his daily dog ​​sucking routine. The one that appeared the most on Weibo was a white dumpling with an unbelievable appearance. It would be embarrassing not to show off for a day.

Then one day the fans suddenly found out that the actor Yue Yue, who is always conscientious in showing off his dog, has not shown off his dog for a month!

The fans howled and speculated whether something happened to Xiaobai.

As a result, the actor posted a Weibo that night.

"Show him off in the future. [with picture]"

In the photo is a boy with a godly appearance, that fairy's temperament inexplicably coincides with Xiaobai from the actor's family.

Fan: "!!! Idol, we have to be reasonable! Even if Xiaobai is really gone, we can't find someone to be a substitute!"

Viet Dong: "..."

The face value is against the sky, the cutie is × the dazzling wife, the crazy movie king Gong

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