Seeing nothing unusual, I ran to sniff the one on the far right again. I choked with tears in my eyes. God knows what I smelled. My nose is too sensitive, which is not a good thing.

"Here, this one."

Niu Hong covered his nose and walked onto the suspension bridge in the middle.

"What do you smell?" Zhao Yun walked up and asked curiously.

"Shit."

"How big is that?" Zhao Yun said casually. He was holding on to the iron chain and looking down. It was pitch black below. Taking one more look, he felt that his mind was about to be swallowed up. From this height, if he fell into the Xuanyang realm, it would be impossible.

Will be smashed into meat pies.

Niu Hong is still very reliable.

There's really nothing wrong with this suspension bridge, it's an easy walk across.

The cliff on the opposite side is still blocked by a stone gate.

"Yes." Zhao Yun glanced at the little spirit bead and it lit up dark green.

In other words, the mage is inside.

"I'll kill you this time." Niu Hong cursed secretly and took out the guy who was eating.

Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, the stone door opened wide, and light shone out.

The two of them rushed in together.

This should be the main tomb. As soon as you see it, you can see a coffin and an altar in the middle. In addition, there are burial objects, including gold, silver, treasures and porcelain.

"What a big coffin."

Niu Hong clicked his tongue, that was a stone coffin, how many times larger than an ordinary coffin?

"Senior, make it easy for us to find you!"

Niu Hong was looking at the coffin, while Zhao Yun was looking at the person under the coffin.

That's right, I'm sitting cross-legged to heal my injuries.

Seeing the two people coming in, he stood up in a hurry, spitting out old blood, his eyes were blood red, and his face was ferocious. His appearance was not an ordinary embarrassment. It must have been the explosive talisman from before. He didn't hide far enough, and he was attacked.

affected.

"I have a grudge against you?" the mage said through gritted teeth.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Zhao Yun provoked him first and stole people from him.

"Master is so forgetful. It's only been three years and he doesn't remember this junior?"

Zhao Yun said calmly, coming over with his sword in hand, his deep eyes flashing with a cold light.

When he said this, the mage narrowed his eyes.

It was undeniable that the more he looked at Zhao Yun, the more familiar he looked.

"you....."

As he watched, he took a step back, his expression becoming unbelievable.

"It seems that I have remembered it." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Impossible." The mage shouted, "I have clearly destroyed you."

"What a coincidence. This junior is very lucky."

"Okay!" the mage laughed ferociously, "I really regret that I didn't add another sword."

"It's inconvenient to tell this junior who you are working for."

Zhao Yun was approaching step by step. This was what he wanted to know most. He wanted to know who was plotting against him. He believed that he had no enmity with the mage, and most likely used people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

The mage was silent and threw out three talismans.

It was obvious that they were attacking in the east and west. After losing the talisman, they tried to escape and were seriously injured. They were no match for the two of them. They would die if they fought hard. They were also afraid of Zhao Yun's explosive talisman.

"Can you leave?"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, Feng Shen stepped faster and killed the mage with one sword.

Before he could get up, he stepped on it.

This kick was absolutely powerful enough, causing the mage's blood to spurt out.

"Say." Zhao Yun said coldly.

"I don't know either." The mage coughed up blood, "I only know that he has six fingers on his left hand."

"Six fingers."

Zhao Yun murmured, then put his feet back and his eyes flashed.

His memory is like turning the pages of a book.

However, after searching through my memory, I couldn't find an acquaintance with six fingers.

While he was thinking, the mage got up and ran away.

It's true. People like him are not good at fighting. He has many methods. His physical body is pitifully weak. Zhao Yun's kick was almost crushed by him. If it weren't for a sneak attack three years ago, he wouldn't have been able to cut it off.

Zhao Yun's spiritual veins.

"Old dog, let's settle the score!"

The mage escaped on the first day of the new year, but he couldn't escape. He staggered not far before he was picked up by Niu Bang, and he was killed with a brutal sword strike.

The mage is depressed until he dies.

In other words, it was regret, regret for provoking Zhao Yun and Niu Hong.

"Six fingers."

Here, Zhao Yun clasped his hands and paced on the spot, still thinking about the murderer.

"Come on, choose one of these two!"

After picking up the mage, Niu Hongdian Dian'er brought him over, holding the mage's soul-catching bell in one hand and an ancient book in the other. Since it was a trophy, let's share it equally!

Zhao Yun then calmed down and raised his eyes to look.

The soul-catching bell! He had already seen it before. It was made of a special kind of iron material and given a witchcraft. The sound it made had the power to disturb the mind.

Look at that ancient book called "Fu Wen Lu".

As the name suggests, it is a secret book that records runes, such as the yellow runes used by mages.

This is also very rare for him.

He only knows how to draw talismans by exploding talisman, but he has never seen the others.

"I want both of these."

"Well, where are you going to stay for a while?" Niu Hong glanced at Zhao Yun.

"Record of Talisman."
Chapter completed!