There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

Lin Tian on one side felt bad when he heard this.

He subconsciously touched his chest, and his blood began to gather in strange places. The yin energy seemed to be transforming his body.

His chest began to swell, and...

Lin Tian hurriedly untied his belt, ignoring the glares of the two people present, his brain was roaring!

If not, how should he explain to his ancestors when he went to Jiuquan?

Don't look at it. It's okay. You can recover when your yang energy rises.

The sword spirit smiled happily on the ground: How are you? Are you scared?

I scared the hell out of you.

Lin Tian held up his chest and trembled, making Chen Banxian and Ninth look away unnaturally.

It hurts the eyes.

How long will it take? Lin Tian subconsciously stayed away from this sword. It was too nonsense. The world was too unfriendly to him.

Ninth, Lin Tian and Chen Banxian glanced back and forth, and then looked at each other with regret.

It would be great if it grew up in Master Chen.

Chen Banxian finally picked up the sword spirit, because although his mouth was broken and his sword was cheap, he still needed to be used.

The sword spirit looked away: I don't know, it depends on whether your yang energy is strong or not, and when it overwhelms the yin energy.

He comforted: Just think of it as your own breasts. Big breasts, how beautiful they are.

So good looking!

The sword spirit reminded at this time: Hurry in, you have caught up with the good time, the way to heaven is still too far away, the recovery level of this underground palace is too low, some treasures are easy to find.

If the recovery level is high, many important treasures will appear under the sky, and the danger level at that time will not be what it is now.

The three of them entered the building and saw strange symbols and ghostly symbols all around. There were some on the walls, on the ground, on the pillars, and on the door.

The Yin Qi of the entire underground palace seems to be gathering here.

Some kind of mysterious ceremony should have been held here.

Ninth thought so, and noticed something through the previous offerings in every household.

You're right.

The sword spirit agreed: They are summoning an evil spirit to achieve a certain purpose.

Then I'm afraid their goal has not been achieved.

Chen Banxian looked at the surrounding environment: It seems that all the corpses outside are used for sacrifice.

Lin Tian guessed: Do you think those water zombies are the aborigines of this city? Why don't they come back and don't dare to set foot on land?

The ninth answer: Obviously, it was caused by the struggle here. Another force destroyed the summoning ceremony, or the ceremony was incomplete and something went wrong.

They entered the largest building, and the scene they saw shocked them.

There is a withered skeleton on the ground, which has long since decayed. The head has disappeared and the bones in the heart are all broken.

On the other side, more than a dozen corpses wearing feathered clothes holding swords formed a circle and pressed on the corpse in the center.

The corpse in the center was also wearing feather clothes and seemed to come from the same force.

I've already brainstormed a series!

Chen Banxian described the scene at that time: The summoned thing was killed by Zhengdao, but the protagonist of Zhengdao was also seriously injured and infected, and the dragon-slaying warrior eventually became an evil dragon.

The warrior did not want to harm the common people, so he voluntarily let his brothers and sisters suppress him, but he was too powerful, and the brothers and sisters exhausted their lives and strength and died together with the monster!

He thought this kind of scene would only appear on TV, but he didn't expect it to actually appear in front of him.

He walked closer to see what the protagonist looked like.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding swords shook, and the suppressed protagonist suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Fuck!

Chen Banxian was shocked and quickly retreated!

Sword Spirit, didn't you say there is a treasure here? Where is the treasure? Why is this thing alive now!

That thing is slowly waking up.

Ninth and Lin Tian were waiting in full formation, but Lin Tian was loosening his collar, which made him breathless.

Crash, crash. The swords surrounding him were pushed away, and a circle of corpses had been dead for who knows how long. They could no longer suppress the monster.

drink……

He began to breathe. He looked human, but his body was horribly thin.

And as he moved, the fabrics on his body turned to dust. He experienced an extremely long time.

Live, live! Lin Tianhou shouted after realizing it: Just live like this!

The man stretched his body and sighed in a hoarse voice:

“I don’t know the flowers of spring and autumn when I sleep, but when I look at them again, they are already a field of vicissitudes of life.”

He glanced at the dust around him: Haha, I survived in the end. Teachers, go on your way.

As he walked, his bones creaked and his skin became even tighter, but as he breathed, spiritual power surged in the air, pouring into his body and watering his exhausted soul.

Are we just going to watch him get stronger? Lin Tian felt like he was being pulled by his chest, and his brain speed slowed down: Should we strike first to gain strength?

Ninth glanced at him: Big breasts and no brains?

Lin Tian: Damn it!

Master Chen hasn't moved yet, let's not wander around.

Chen Banxian: The sword spirit didn't say anything, so I can't be sure.

Sword Spirit: Why do you ask me about your ancestors and descendants?

Three people:? ? ?

At this time, the man had recovered, and when he tried to absorb spiritual energy again, he saw a thunderous sound in the sky: Boom!

The rolling power of the sky ignores the mountain and underground palace, and is about to fall down.

Wake up early.

The ancients frowned and said to themselves: Would you like to take a nap?

He walked back, tried it and sighed: The balance is broken, I can't sleep.

Hey, you guys, what year and month is it now?

His scrutinizing gaze swept across the faces of the three people, paused slightly at Chen Banxian and Ninth, and then kept looking at Lin Tian.

Tsk, what an unlucky guy.

Lin Tian covered his chest with inferiority.

What year is it now? The ancients asked again: But the emperor is in power?

It's the year 2083, Guimao, the emperor is gone. The boss of Daxia is now in charge.

Chen Banxian replied, looking at it secretly.

You can fight without exceeding the world limit.

Is the great dynasty finally gone? The ancients lamented: Then which sect is walking in the world now? When the way of heaven returns, who is the son of fate?

Brother, Chen Banxian also wants to know the question you asked.

So, Chen Banxian took out the sword essence, and he knew better? Come on, come on, let's compete.

A living sword? The ancients were surprised: Interesting, interesting.

Sword Spirit: You are paralyzed!

The ancient man frowned: It is not a polite thing to greet my mother. You sword, don't you want to live?

I'll make you paralyzed!

The ancients said coldly: I just woke up and I don't want to be killed.

Karma, you are paralyzed!

Ancient people: What the hell, believe it or not, I melted you!

The sword spirit is not afraid: Oh, I will paralyze you!

The ancient man was angry, and he shot a spiritual light with his backhand. It was very mysterious, but none of the three people present could understand it. It fell on the sword spirit and gave off a dazzling light.

It stings so hard that one can't open his eyes.

Fortunately, the sword spirit was not a human being. When he saw the ancient man trying to run away, he hurriedly reminded: You brat, this thing is trying to run away!

Chen Banxian opened his ghost eyes: Want to run? Can you run?