Chapter 1692: internal

Said to be a tomb, in fact, this is a bare mountain, just a glance, it looks a bit like a huge coffin...
Although it was the spiritual ancestor of the earth who reminded me of the general pattern of the tomb of the ancestor, the specific details may be changed slowly as time passes, the landform changes, and these changes have to be recognized by Lin Fei. .
Relying on the Feng Shui technique, this mountain range changed its appearance in Lin Fei's eyes.
And a strong sorrow, almost uncontrollable like a dragon, rises to the sky, covering the sky and covering the whole mountain...
Soon, Lin Fei locked a hole in the front hundreds of miles, where the qi was as rich, but it was flowing outward, and it was surging. Obviously, this hole is connected with the outside world...
"follow me!"
After entering, a sigh of breath almost came, and there was a burst of blood-red mist in the tunnel. When it came, it seemed that many small knives were scratching the body at the same time.
Fortunately, Lin Fei has the ancestral witch's blood protection.
After being on the ground again, there was a blood mist in front of me, and occasionally there was a strange red light flashing away in the distance, which seemed to be a dead silence, except for the quietly flowing flame, there was no more Any movement.
Lin Fei and Bai Fajin came in and immediately scanned around.
"This is the inside of the cemetery?"
After there was no danger, the white-haired real person was a little relieved. You must know that this ancestral witch's tomb is weird, and there are not many forms of death here. If you are unlucky, you may encounter anything when you land. Dangerous, fortunately, it seems that the two of them are lucky.
"Zu Wu's blood is very rich..."
Lin Fei raised his hand and grabbed the blood in front of him, and he could clearly feel that it contained extremely rich blood of the ancestor and witch, even if he didn't do anything here, concentrate on refining these blood, it would be one Good results...
It's just that this place has been staying for a long time, but it may be infested with the blood of the ubiquitous ancestor and witch. There was a legend in the ruins of the ruins. When he was alone, the whole person had turned into a bloodless corpse...
"Where are we going now?"
Bai Fazhen also knows that Lin Fei came here to find someone, but this ancestral witch tomb is self-contained and has a vast territory. If you want to turn around, you don’t know when it will be.
Lin Fei did not answer, just recognized the direction, and took the white-haired real person, turned into two escapes across the sky, and went in one direction.
After Yi Hongxiang passed, the two passed a mountainside, Lin Fei seemed to find something, suddenly looked, and immediately fell.
In front of me, it was just a normal mountain, and there was nothing special about it. I must say that there is something worth noting. The blood here seems to be thinner.
However, this fell in Lin Fei's eyes, but he knew immediately that he was right...
"Where is this place?" But the white-haired real person is a little inexplicable.
"do not know."
"what?"
Lin Fei really does not know where this place is, but only knows that this place must have been to the real person who has been to the wind. When he was in contact with the real person, he was quietly in his body, leaving a secret Breath, now it's precisely that breath that can be traced...
Originally, even Lin Fei could not make such a hand and foot easily in the later period of a Fa phase, but whoever let the character seal used by Zhu Feng's real person at that time actually went deep into the level of spiritual thought, so Lin Fei had the opportunity to take this Fu Zhuan, Darkness Chen Cang's hands and feet...
But, looking for the breath, after arriving at this place, the breath disappeared...
Just when Lin Fei lost his direction for a moment, when he was slowly looking here, the two of them came to this ancestral tomb. One of them was Zhao Qingyang...
"I said, wouldn't you have taken the wrong path..." And it was Chen Laogui who walked with Zhao Qingyang, but after he came in, he just looked around and immediately frowned: "This place It’s a bit strange, when I was in the past few years, the blood here is not as strong as it is now.
"Come in by yourself if you have the ability, otherwise don't talk nonsense."
Zhao Qingyang went back in a single sentence, not to mention how distorted it was.
Speaking of it, Zhao Qingyang is also unlucky enough, a good witch blood pool that was about to be handed out, under the eyes of everyone, was taken away by someone, it was already unpleasant enough, who knows, it is so disgusting now. Teammate cooperation...
Originally, Zhao Qingyang did intend to be like Lin Wanfei's ancestors said, and would come to Lin Fei for a while, but after thinking about it, they all felt that even if they met the two of them, they were really a bit uncertain. .
It was also heard that the dust old ghost, who is also one of the six gates of Nanhuang, was also robbed by two white-haired real people.
Speaking of that, for the benefit of their respective schools, the two had indeed had frictions many times before, and the relationship was not considered harmonious, but this time, Zhao Qingyang really had to think about a good cooperation, who knows that this dusty ghost really thought It's the same as asking for the door. I don't need to talk about the ghost attitude along the way. It's a little advantage to be exclusive. I don't put myself in the eye at all.
What is even more speechless is that this dusty old ghost is surprisingly poor, how to say it is also a big elder, and the result is that there is not even a drop of ancestral witch blood on the body, when he came in, he still put it on himself...
In this way, there is also an attitude that no one pays attention to, and picking and choosing four along the way, this can't bear on anyone.
To be honest, if you don't consider it, this dusty old ghost does have some strength, and now Zhao Qingyang has left him to act by himself.
"Oh, the temper is big enough. I said that if you have that temper, why don't you send it to those two?" Chen Laogui sneered with disdain.
"If I were you, I would gather a little ancestral blood here, a big elder who could not afford even a little ancestral blood, and you are not too shameful..."
Zhao Qingyang sneered. After saying this sentence, he was too lazy to bother to understand it. He also understood it. The dusty ghost was a little mentally disturbed by the two people. There was nothing to worry about with a madman. …