The Alchemist God

The gloomy cold wind made people's skin ache. When Lin Muyu walked slowly into the deepest layer of King Huai's Mausoleum with the Star Sword, the fighting spirit was already condensed into the battle armor. The stars illuminated the roads on both sides, just like the above. The number of floors is the same, the walls are already covered with ancient depictions, and there are also soul flowers growing here.

But this time Lin Muyu didn't go to pick the soul flowers, but cast his eyes on a row of coffins not far away. Yes, there are pieces of coffins placed at the corner of the aisle, and there is a copper coffin behind each coffin. The cast guards are guarding there, and the weapons in their hands have been immortal for thousands of years.

No...they're all zombies, right? Tang Xiaoxi squinted her beautiful eyes and asked worriedly.

No. Lin Muyu shook his head: They are not zombies.

He couldn't sense any breath, but he still had to confirm who these coffins were, otherwise, if the corpse really turned into an attack from the rear, it would be difficult to deal with.

rustle……

When Lin Muyu pushed open the lid of a coffin, Tang Xiaoxi didn't dare to look in, but Lin Muyu looked inside with the light of the Star Sword. The corpse inside had completely decayed, it was just a bone, but Judging from the clothes she was wearing, she should be a woman, and she was a very noble woman. The coffin was filled with jade, jewelry, etc. besides the clothes and the corpse.

After opening another coffin, there is still a woman, and there are twelve coffins in a row full of women.

Are they all concubines of King Huai? Tang Xiaoxi asked.

It should be.

Lin Muyu nodded, and said righteously: King Huai really knows how to enjoy it, the daughter-in-law of the twelfth house, thankfully he can bear it.

Tang Xiaoxi couldn't help laughing, and jokingly said: It's true, if you are also crowned king in the future, I don't believe that you will only guard one person and not take concubines, hmph, men are different.

Yeah.

Lin Muyu looked straight at Tang Xiaoxi, and said: If a woman can make this person love him deeply and love her desperately, then this man's world will not be able to enter other women, so don't look too one-sidedly.

Okay, you're too good at talking, I can't say enough about you, but isn't it a bit inappropriate to discuss this issue in this kind of place.

yes.

Lin Muyu raised the Star Sword and illuminated the distance. At the same time, there was an extremely strong fluctuation in the spirit pulse technique, and that direction was the tomb owner's hall. Sure enough, this line is definitely not that simple.

The boots step on the cold stone floor step by step, Lin Muyu is walking in front, the breath in the spirit pulse technique is getting stronger and stronger, even stronger than the 15,500-year-old emperor, which is enough to prove that the opponent here is also He is stronger than Emperor Yan, so Lin Muyu raised the King Fighting Flame to its peak state without hesitation.

Under the light of the Star Sword, the huge pillars on both sides of the aisle suddenly flashed with a ray of light. It seemed that a piece of luminous gemstone embedded in the stone pillar was activated, and then the gemstones on the two nearest pillars also flashed together. When he got up, it spread like ripples, and in a blink of an eye, all the dozens of pillars in the tomb hall were shining with light, illuminating the underground world brightly.

Look, there. Tang Xiaoxi pointed.

In the distance, in the center of the main hall is a very delicate and majestic coffin, which is probably made of pure gold. A huge golden copper ring ornament, like a pull ring, I don't know what it is.

But what surprised Lin Muyu the most was that there was actually a person sitting on the top of the coffin, a white-haired old man, sitting cross-legged, with his head bowed, saying nothing, with a jade flute across his lap.

Buzz...

Tang Xiaoxi was very nervous, and the nine-section whip in his hand was bursting with fiery red grudges, looking like he was about to attack at any time. Lin Muyu also sensed the life breath and power fluctuations in the old man's body, although the life breath seemed very fragile. But after all, there are.

Live or dead. Tang Xiaoxi's voice trembled.

Lin Muyu pointed straight at the sword, and the two martial souls surged together, quickly whirling and disintegrating into a big sword, and shouted: Who are you, why are you entrenched in the tomb of King Huai?

The old man raised his head slowly, but he had a hideous and terrifying face, like a mummy that had been dead for countless years, he laughed loudly: You came to the tomb of King Huai without the permission of the owner of the tomb. , How dare you question me like that.”

You are... Huai Wang Qin Bing. Lin Muyu was stunned.

The old man laughed loudly: King Huai, this name...does he deserve it? Hahahaha, Qin Bing is just a corpse. He is no longer King Huai, but you.

The old man looked wary and said: You actually have the God-Binding Lock Martial Soul, and you have also refined and fused the God-Binding Lock. Who are you? Are you from the Qin family?

Lin Muyu is Qin Jin's righteous son, so he is naturally a member of the Qin family, and smiled slightly: Exactly, is there a problem?

Since it's the Qin family, then stay and sleep with Qin Bing in this place of Jiuyou.

Who are you? Lin Muyu questioned.

The old man's eyes were full of mad killing intent, he laughed loudly and said, I am the one who controls life and death, the one who can make your life worse than death... Hahaha, boy, and that beautiful little girl, let's give it to you together here. Let Qin Bing be buried with him.

As he said that, the old man jumped back and stepped on the power of the Holy Realm to stay in the air for a short time. Not only that, he even played the jade flute, and the sound of the flute was ferocious and piercing. There is no aesthetic at all, and there is a hostility hidden in the sound of the flute, and the sound waves swept around, making Lin Muyu feel agitated for no reason.

No, the sound of the flute can disturb people's minds, this old guy is by no means simple.

Lin Muyu let out a low voice, and silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart in her heart to keep the spirit pulse technique clear. In a blink of an eye, the sea of ​​mind became calm, and Tang Xiaoxi was even a master at using the Mantra of Purifying Heart. This level of confusion couldn't help her at all.

But at this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from inside the coffin.

What's the matter... Lin Muyu's eyes turned cold, could it be that he was going to turn into a dead body.

Tang Xiaoxi waved the Zhenguo whip in her hand, and quietly entered the transformation state of the nine-tailed demon fox. She also knew that the battle was imminent, and the old man in front of her was definitely not a good person. Who could be a good person who vowed to kill all the Qin family.

Boom.

The lid of the coffin suddenly flew up, hundreds of catties of gold flew into the air like this, and fell heavily to the ground, the patterns on it were somewhat faded, which really made people feel distressed, and inside the coffin, wearing a king The man in armor and cloak stood up slowly, half of his face was decayed, and his eyes turned around to look at Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxi, making them both shudder.

King Huai, Qin Bing, has indeed changed.

This old man is a corpse-handler, and it is precisely because of his existence that the tomb is full of strangeness and death.

...

The old man played the jade flute, laughed and said: Qin Bing, did you see that, that kid is a descendant of your Qin family, maybe he is your direct descendant, kill as much as you want, and use the blood of these two people to satisfy you. You have slept in four thousand years of solitude.

King Huai slowly pulled out the saber from his waist. This saber had been buried with him for thousands of years, and when it was unsheathed, its brilliance soared, and the aura lingered around the delicate blade. It must be a good sword.

Roar.

Qin Bing roared angrily, his whole body was covered with fighting lights, good guy, this guy was actually a strong man in the Holy Heaven Realm before he died.

Lin Muyu felt a chill in his heart, this is not going to be easy, can he and Tang Xiaoxi handle the two strong men in the Holy Heaven Realm? Could it be... that they are going to die in this place.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, but none of them seemed to be very practical. The poison in the Qiankun bag had been used up, and Qingfengzui was gone. As a result, they may not be able to breathe, so how could they be poisoned.

Ancestor, I'm sorry.

The star sword is full of Qiyao Xuanli, Lin Muyu faced the difficulties, arousing the coercion of the sanctuary and breaking through Qin Bing's domain, the long sword shook Qin Bing's blade with the energy of Eryao Demon Dance.

when.

With one blow, it is judged whether it is good or bad. Even with a super Martial Spirit like the Qiyao Immortal Sword, it is still inferior in power to a strong man in the Holy Heaven Realm. Moreover, Qin Bing is surrounded by a total of eleven pure bounds. God lock martial soul, after the corpse transformation, he still maintains the martial soul and strength of his life.

Go away.

Amidst Qin Bing's explosive roar, the power of the Holy Heaven Realm was all over his ankles, and he kicked Lin Muyu's abdomen heavily, and Lin Muyu's Sanyao sentient beings also landed on Qin Bing's shoulders at the same time.

Boom.

Lin Muyu was kicked in the abdomen, and the dragon blood battle shield shattered into pieces. He retreated a few steps, spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment, and looked up, only to find that the battle armor energy of the Holy Heaven Realm was floating on Qin Bing's shoulder, tyrannical To the extreme, the third yao's profound strength was completely ejected, and almost no damage was caused. His body protection energy is really too powerful.

On the side, Tang Xiaoxi, who had transformed into a nine-tailed demon fox, couldn't stand it anymore. She bit her red lips and said, Mu Mu, Qin Bing's corpse is controlled by that corpse handler. I'll kill him.

Be careful, he is in the Holy Heaven Realm.

Um.

The nine-section whip made a sharp snap sound in the air, and Tang Xiaoxi rushed away, the flame tail was shining with flames in the air, which was very beautiful, and he fought with the corpse master in an instant.

Lin Muyu took a deep breath, Qin Bing's body-protecting stellar energy is really too strong, if he uses the Six Luminaries Heaven and Earth Tribulation or even the Seven Luminaries Stars to fight recklessly, it's good to be able to break through his body-protecting stellar energy, but if he can't break through, I'm afraid It was about to be defeated. After all, both the sixth and seventh luminaries consumed a lot of fighting energy and physical strength. Once the fighting energy in the body was consumed too much but failed to defeat the opponent, it would be easy to be controlled by others.

The best way for the current plan is to consume it. Yes, use the smallest force to consume Qin Bing's fighting spirit. After all, he needs to consume energy to condense his battle armor to defend.

Holding up the Star Sword is a sharp slash, and the sword energy flies out with the light of the big sword, and collides with the holy sky qi condensed by Qin Bing, followed by the second sword, and each sword They were all simple and fast, without any moves, while Qin Bing roared and circulated his whole body's fighting spirit, wherever Lin Muyu slashed, he gathered the spiritual power of the battle armor.

Puffy...

A sound of light erupted in the tomb, deep underground, the battle between the two ghosts was thrilling.