Vol 4 Chapter 1481: Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce, Fang Ziyue!

The two figures are a man and a woman, the leading woman is about twenty-three to four, a bright red dress with a slender figure, curvy lines, and a pair of black jewel-like eyes filled with smart colors.
And the man behind him is an old man in gray robe with a cane in his hand. His face is very old, just like a general, but the pair of turbid eyes has a fine flash.
Ye Chen's eyes have been fixed on the old man in gray clothes.
Although the latter had no breath, Ye Chen still felt a deterrent from him.
Refining the virtual period! ! !
Huang Quan's ancestors narrowed his eyes and secretly said to God: "Ye Daoyou, these two people's identities are probably not ordinary."
Ye Chen nodded quietly.
The woman in red looked indifferently at Ye Chen and others, and then fixed her gaze on the blood-red bronze giant coffin without looking back: "Sorry, but here?"
Wen Yan said, the old grey robe behind her nodded respectfully immediately: "Miss, this is the tomb of the of war!"
"Zhantian Wushen!"
Ye Chen and others also knew the name of the tomb master.
What surprised Ye Chen the most was that the elder stranger in the virtual period actually called the woman in red in front of her as a lady. Apparently, the origin of the latter verified the guess of Huang Quan’s ancestors.
The woman in red nodded slightly, and then in the eyes of everyone, stepped out towards the blood-red coffin, obviously opening the coffin.
At this moment, a lazy voice rang out: "Little girl movie, but I will see it here first."
The woman in red took a step, and then looked back at Huangquan's ancestor, Mu Ran said: "What do you mean when you see it first?"
Even the old gentleman with good eyebrows and gray eyes narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Quan. When his eyes fell on Ye Chen, he was stunned, and then a stunned deep flash of turbid eyes.
Ancestor Huang Quan smiled coldly and said: "The ancestor must have seen the ancestor, no one can rob, and anyone robs and dies!"
"Is it?"
The woman in red appeared surprised, but when she was about to attack, she saw the lips of the old gray robe move slightly, seeming to be transmitting through the consciousness.
A moment later, the face of the woman in red changed slightly, and she looked at Ye Chen in amazement: "Here is the person from the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce, Fang Ziyue, I don't know how to call her senior?"
"Ye Chen!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.
"It turns out to be Senior Ye!"
Fang Ziyue smiled slightly, and then slowly said: "It's true not to hide, this time the juniors are here, just for one thing in the coffin of the main warlord of the tomb, the warrior of the Tianwu God. Fight."
"How do you know what you want, we are willing to give it?" Huang Quan's ancestor seemed to laugh, not giving her a good look.
Hearing this, Fang Ziyue frowned slightly, and finally said: "This thing is not a treasure and is useless to you. In order to express apology, the juniors are willing to give the predecessor a million spirit stones as compensation."
After she raised her hand slightly, there was a storage ring or a shock shot at Ye Chen: "There are half a million spirit stones in it, which is the sincerity of the younger generation!"
Huang Quan's ancestors quickly picked up his eyes, swept his consciousness, and then nodded slightly to Ye Chen.
Upon seeing this, everyone was immediately shocked.
One million spirit stones were sent out at the opening, which is really generous!
Feeling her sincerity, Ye Chen said lightly: "If you open the coffin, what you need is useless for me, so you can let it go."
"Thank you!"
Fang Ziyue smiled. Immediately before the blood-red coffin, he stretched out his fibrous hands to display a strange seal, and then shot the casket again.
Just as her hand was about to touch the coffin cover, the green hair covering the coffin cover suddenly rose, and immediately turned into a sharp object like countless steel needles.
The fierce tingling from the palm made Fang Ziyue stunned. She immediately looked down at her palm, but found that there was a lot of blood flowing from her palm, including a few drops even falling on the lid of the blood-red bronze coffin on.
Almost in a blink of an eye, the blood on the coffin cover disappeared instantly, as if absorbed by the coffin cover.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Seeing this scene, the old man in grey robe stepped forward.
Fang Ziyueqiang endured the severe pain, scolded Emei and looked at the green-haired coffin cover: "Bitter old, my hand was pierced with corpse hair!"
As soon as this statement came out, the old man in gray robe changed dramatically.
Since her childhood, Ms. Wu practiced martial arts and self-cultivation. She followed the path of dual cultivation of law and martial art.
While the two were talking, Ye Chen's eyes were still fixed on the coffin cover. Invisible, after sensing that the coffin cover had absorbed the blood, a tingling power came from them.
"Rewind!!!"
Thinking of this, he suddenly sounded a reminder.
"boom……"
It was almost a kung fu of his voice, but the blood-red bronze giant coffin that was originally motionless, like a dead body, suddenly shook violently.
"not good!!!"
The old man in gray robe also discovered such a huge change, immediately grabbed Fang Ziyue, and the whole person went back crazy.
"boom!!!"
At that moment, the blood-red bronze giant coffin suddenly exploded, and the endless scarlet blood gas and the condensed corpse gas burst out.
next moment!
From the mixed mist of blood and corpse gas, there was a big paw covered with long green hair violently protruding, accompanied by a powerful sound like a roar of a murderer.
The target of that green paw is really Song Qiye!
"Retreat!!!"
A wave of Ye Chen's sleeve robe immediately wrapped around the crowd and drove back. At the same time, the whole person stepped out, rubbed his finger as a knife, and slammed toward the green claw.
"clang!"
His blow was enough to kill a of perfection, but after falling to the big green claw, the sound of gold and iron touched, and it was accompanied by the bright splash of Martian.
With the help of this blow, Ye Chen's figure retreated back to the crowd again, and then he set his sights on the dark shadow in the mist.
With that mist gradually spreading out, a body that was red with blood was walking at a slow pace and walking into the sight of everyone.
It is extremely tall, one-third taller than ordinary people, covered with green hair like a steel needle, and its pupils are like two heavenly swords, and it is like a walking in the world.
As soon as it appeared, Ye Chen felt the pressure, and the face of the old gray-robed old man changed suddenly, his pupil shrank violently.
"Really...the real corpse has changed!" Yang Hao screamed out on the spot, daring to stand behind Ye Chen.
Huang Quan's ancestors shouted: "There is one more!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that in the near-thin mist, a black shadow came out again, but the other party was a human skeleton.
There is also a flexible fire burning in its eyebrows, but it is infinitely close to gold.