Chapter 2235 The sea of ​​bones in the tomb

Ling Tian could see that these human corpses died differently. Some were a thousand years ago. When they touched them a little, they immediately turned into a pile of ashes. The number of such corpses occupied a huge majority and showed various states.

There are obvious signs of being bound on this type of corpse, and their heads were cut off by someone using the most cruel methods, so this small room seemed extremely bloody and terrifying!

Some of the corpses are obviously complete, and their time has been delayed a lot. Some have been hundreds of years ago, and the most recent ones have been decades ago, and there are many.

Ling Tian could easily judge this based on the condition of the corpse.

This situation surprised Ling Tian quite a bit!

Ling Tian dragged his chin and squatted there, carefully checking the situation of these corpses, and said to himself: "The older corpses should be people like the burialists, but why are there so many people from other periods of time? Are the others all tomb robbers who died here? It should be like this, but why do they all come here to the place where the burialists are obviously in the tomb chamber?"

Ling Tian stood up in confusion.

The stone chamber here is not large. The most important thing is that the air is quite turbid. Ling Tian probably estimated that even as an ancient martial artist, he could last for no more than three days and would inevitably face the threat of suffocation.

Time is still a little rich, but Ling Tian is not very anxious.

I tried to call the old man, but I didn't know how many meters underground here, and completely isolated the signal. Ling Tian had to give up the idea of ​​finding foreign aid.

Suddenly, Ling Tian heard a faint sound of conversation.

Immediately, Ling Tian held his breath and pressed his ear against the wall. Ling Tian could vaguely sense the direction of the sound.

"Old ancestor, what should I do now? We are in the depths of countless meters underground, and we are all poisoned again." The hoarse voice mixed with panic.

An old voice then rang out, "What a panic, we are ancient warriors, how could we be buried here? Some toxins, as long as we are family disciples in the Ningdan realm, can be temporarily suppressed. As for those other disciples, they will be regarded as sacrifices and dedication to the family. As long as the mainstay of the family does not fall, the He family will soon become the "sect" sects of ancient warriors to recognize!"

The old voice and words were filled with indifference, and the bodies of others were covered with coldness!

Ling Tian judged that the person who spoke was not someone else, and the ancestor of the He family, but what was a little strange was what the poisoning they mentioned was.

"Old ancestor, it's really weird here. If it weren't for the sudden sound wave attack, our family's disciples wouldn't have suffered so much." The middle-aged man who was frightened and worried about speaking just now spoke again, and it could be seen that there was a strong sense of unwillingness in his words.

"Hmph, I have already expected this situation. We have been preparing for so long, but I didn't expect that the news would leak out. Which part of the fall was the problem? Hehe, Xianhe Organization, I'm lucky that I even asked He Bin to find something for Xianhe Organization. I didn't expect that their dog nose was still so flexible."

The old voice sneered repeatedly, and Ling Tian suddenly understood. No wonder the Xianhe Organization was so well-informed that the two consecutive assassins accurately found his location. If the Xianhe Organization alone was an ancient martial artist after all, they were ancient warriors. Although there were a large number of people, they would not have established any information locations all over the country.

But with the addition of the Zhao family of the eight major families, they are different from the He family behind them. They are based on the foundation of ordinary people, and even the hidden "sect" sects cannot compare with each other.

Ling Tian was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and at the same time, he was secretly alert to this cunning ancestor of the He family.

"It's not surprising. The ancestor, the location of this ancient tomb happened to be the base camp of the Xian Crane Organization, and we finally got the information."

The middle-aged man is obviously quite high. When he heard his ancestor's questions, he immediately reported what he knew.

"So that's it. I'm telling why their noses are so flexible. Alas, the ancient tomb of King Huainan is full of mechanisms. If we hadn't delayed too long in the cracking work in the previous work, how could they have made a bargain? It's hateful that if they didn't appear, in another day or two, with the treasure hunting rats and the blood of more than a dozen disciples of the He family, we will definitely be able to obtain the inheritance of King Huainan. At that time, our He family might be able to break through the restrictions of the hidden "sect" sect in one fell swoop and become the first real ancient martial artist family!"

Ling Tian couldn't help but feel sweat standing up when the ancestors of the He family heard the words of Ling Tian. He felt a deep sorrow for the dead He family disciples. It seemed that when he listened to his words, the ancestors of the He family intentionally used the "nature" life of the disciples of the He family to crack the tombs of the King of Huainan.

However, the treasure hunting rat in his words made Ling Tian’s eyes lit up.

Treasure hunting rats are born with spiritual seeds of heaven and earth that can sense treasures. They are the darlings of nature and rely on devouring to advance the spiritual essence of heaven and earth. Treasure hunting rats born at the beginning can only find some antiques, gold, and other precious things. By devouring the spiritual energy contained in these things, they can gradually advance. Then, when they grow to a certain extent, they can find the "medicine" materials that have been around for a hundred years and thousands of years. Then, there are extremely rare treasures, and finally legends, and the rare things that the powerful people in the universe and stars are crazy about!

This is the advanced journey of treasure hunting rats, which can be said to be completely made of stacking treasures.

The value of controlling a treasure hunter can be imagined.

Since records have been made, only a few people have had such enviable opportunities. In the end, they all ascended to the Tao and became respectable existences.

Ling Tian's heart was full of passion.

The treasure of the King of Huainan was not very tempted to Ling Tian at all, but Ling Tian was completely envious of this treasure hunter.

This thing is much more precious than any inheritance technique! Perhaps with the knowledge of the ancestors of the He family, they cannot understand the true value of treasure hunting rats, otherwise he would not have taken such a great risk to find the so-called inheritance in the tomb of the Huainan King who is full of crisis.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ling Tian's eyes. The ancestor of the He family must die!

Because, with it, it is equivalent to a continuous stream of spiritual objects for their own cultivation resources! The qualifications of most ancient martial artists’ disciples are not very different, and they are not hard-working, but why in the end, some of their strength can far surpass other peers. In addition to their different blessings, a very important reason is resources!

"Do you have any last words? If not, the history of the He family will end today."

Ling Tian said slowly, slowly approaching him.

A strong man in the Dan Condensing Realm cannot be underestimated when he dies. Although their skills are incomplete, Ling Tian will not underestimate him for this.

The lion fights with the rabbit and uses all his strength, which is the only way to live longer.

"Haha, how could our He family end? He Bin has long led part of the future of the He family, lurking in a place that no one can find. After decades or hundreds of years, our He family will stand firm again! Blow me!"

The old man from the He family suddenly laughed and told him about the He family's backup plan.

Ling Tian instinctively felt something was wrong. Hearing his last words, he immediately blocked the sword in front of him.

He had seen that the old man's body was swelling abnormally, which was obviously about to explode himself!

But Ling Tian was no longer anxious to retreat to the back at this time. Even if he retreated to the back, it would not be of much use, because each tomb of the burial being was only about ten square meters, and with the power of the ancient martial artist in the Condensing Dan Realm, it would cover at least a hundred meters.

Therefore, Ling Tian can be said to be unavoidable!

The old man's face flashed with a crazy look. His voice was loud and sharp, completely different from the voice he had just spoken: "The disciples of the He family obey orders! Avenge their ancestors!"

boom!

For a moment, this tomb, which was unknown to be deep underground, made a dull sound, and even brought out countless pieces of human bones, which filled the small tomb.

"Cough cough... hiss..." Ling Tian crawled out of the pile of bones in a dirt face. In this tomb, there were blood mixed with human limbs and broken arms. It was indescribable terror. It was like the Asura hell, and Ling Tian was the king of evil ghosts.

He had just had time to use a sword to block the vital points of his body, and in other places, he was actually hit by the opponent's self-destruction.

Except for the vital places like the heart, there are almost all kinds of wounds everywhere in other places. The enemy's blood and Ling Tian's blood are mixed together. Outsiders can't tell where Ling Tian was injured at first glance.

Ling Tian moved his body, and pain spread everywhere in his body.

After taking a few breaths of cold air, Ling Tian knew that he would definitely take action again. If he did it again, the already exhausted fighting spirit would easily damage the foundation of the Qihai and affect his future promotion.

Ling Tian listened with his ears and could vaguely hear the noise in the distance. The sound actually came from all directions, and there were speech and footsteps in every direction, and the sound of war energy bombarding the earth wall.

He knew that the sound made by the old man with his life just now was extremely penetrating, and I am afraid that all the tombs of the buried sacrificers would hear it.

For some reason, everyone who had previously appeared here at the "Cape" of the King of Huainan tomb was now at the same time.

Ling Tian guessed that those who came would probably be able to avoid those He family disciples, and of course those members of the Crane Organization.
Chapter completed!