Above Yang Fan's dantian, among the dark flame-shaped light and shadow symbolizing the attributes of the five elements, the light and shadow representing the origin of gold is gradually brightening from bottom to top.
1%...10%...
Just when Yang Fan began to absorb the origin of gold, Jin Jianhua, who was far away from the imperial tomb, opened his eyes suddenly, and his deep eyes swept towards Yang Fan's location, which is exactly where the dragon veins were.
"Ok?!!"
Jin Jianhua was full of horror and doubts.
"what happened?"
In the sense of controlling the formation of the imperial mausoleum, Jin Jianhua clearly sensed some abnormal fluctuations in the dragon veins, and as the master of the dragon veins of the Golden Origin Kingdom, Jin Jianhua also felt that the dragon veins had disappeared.
While Jin Jianhua was still thinking about what was going on, Yang Fan absorbed some of the origin of gold, and the percentage had reached 30%.
"Could it be that..."
Jin Jianhua's pupils shrank, secretly pinching the exercises, the whole person quickly escaped underground, and quickly swept towards the underground dragon vein.
In the same place, a clone of Jin Jianhua replaced his deity.
The whole process seemed to be long, but in fact it didn't even take a few ten thousandths of a second, so no one in the room noticed Jin Jianhua's abnormality.
Huh!
Jin Jianhua just wanted to rush into the tomb, but a translucent red mask surrounded the entire tomb.
"Defensive formation!"
Jin Jianhua looked ugly.
As the emperor of the Golden Origin Kingdom, the controller of the imperial mausoleum formation and dragon veins, someone arranged a high-level formation in front of Jin Jianhua, but he didn't notice it.
shame! This is a great shame!
Without a word, Jin Jianhua threw a punch.
boom! ! !
The violent vibration echoed the entire imperial tomb, but it was protected by the imperial tomb formation and did not spread to the outside.
Immediately afterwards, the shock wave reverberated around the tomb, and all of the small teams that were affected by the imperial tomb trial vomited blood and fell to the ground. Even the princes in the fit period were injured and fell to the ground.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
In the first level of the trial of the imperial tomb, the weak cultivator screamed.
"what happened?"
The second prince Jin Mingyuan trembled in his heart, and that horrible fluctuation could not even be stopped by him for a second, let alone those disciples of Jubao Pavilion who had changed their infant stage and refining period.
Jin Mingyuan looked back and saw that those Jubao Pavilion disciples were slightly unconscious, their breath was disturbed, and their dantian was damaged. The heavy body is directly broken, the cultivation base is abolished, and some of them are dissipated, and they are obviously dead.
Bang bang bang!
Jin Jianhua saw that the attack did not break the formation, showing an ugly smile, and quickly punched out with both fists, waves of horrible shocks swept all around, and wanted to rush outside the tomb.
Just as the terrifying shock wave was about to spread to other people in the tomb, a transparent light curtain put down all the fluctuations.
Jin Mingyuan noticed the abnormality in the depths of the imperial tomb, but he was relieved when he saw that the shock wave was blocked by the inexplicable light curtain.
So immediately got up and said.
"Quickly, the imperial mausoleum has changed. If you don't want to die, go out quickly."
After all, Jin Mingyuan was the first to pinch the magic formula, and the guardian formation of the imperial tomb directly sent him out.
"Quick...Run!"
He was able to move hurriedly to pull up the still alive brother, pinched a specific magic trick, the light flashed, and the next second it appeared directly outside the tomb.
At this moment, beside the dragon vein, Yang Fan slowly withdrew his hand, showing a bright smile on his face.
Bang bang bang!
The rhythmic sound of attacks came into Yang Fan's ears from outside the cemetery, only making Yang Fan shook his head and laughed.
"Nine-level formation is not that easy to break. You know, I spent thousands of points to buy the props used to arrange the formation. Wouldn't it be a loss if you let you break it in just a few strokes? "
Thinking of this, I found a stone slab, squatted down, and carved a few words on it.
"Fried Heaven Gang Pirates Saint Baiyutang here for a visit."
"Finish!"
Afterwards, Yang Fan returned to the interior of the tomb and used the secret path to the location of the first pass.
Although the fifth prince Jin Wenbin passed the second level before, Yang Fan and his party did not go out, but returned to the first level to wait.
It's just that Jin Wenbin, who was taken over by Jin Zhengye, returned to the first level and did not go out. Because Jin Zhengye learned from Jin Wenbin's memory that Jin Wenbin had a good relationship with the other five princes and would never go out first.
"Fifth brother, let's go quickly."
The nine princesses Jin Sihan came to Jin Wenbin and said.
The previous sudden shock also injured Li Sihan. At this moment, her face was pale, her spirits were lethargic, and her condition was very bad.
"Okay! Brothers and emperors, Brother Ning, let's go!"
Jin Wenbin said.
The princes nodded all together, directly pinched the magic formula and sent it out.
Jin Wenbin and Jin Sihan followed closely.
Only Yang Fan still had the action in place.
After a few seconds, a person appeared in the passage, which was Yang Fan's body.
Yang Fan's avatar nodded slightly when he saw the body's arrival, and then disappeared into a cloud of white mist.
Exterior of the imperial tomb.
Huhhhhhhhh...
Several figures flashed in succession, and Yang Fan appeared after him.
The few people just sent out, their eyes turned to Jin Jianhua's location.
At this time, the second prince Jin Mingyuan asked Jin Jianhua respectfully.
"Father, what happened in the tomb? Why is there a terrible aftermath of the attack?"
In the seat, Jin Jianhua's clone closed his eyes and thought, but did not answer Jin Mingyuan's question.
"Father?!"
Jin Mingyuan still wanted to ask, but was drunk by Jin Jianhua's clone.
"enough!!!"
Jin Jianhua got up, "I'll talk about this later. I announce that the trial of the imperial tomb is cancelled."
As soon as the voice fell, Jin Jianhua's figure gradually disappeared.
Only a piece of silence remained in place.
Jin Wenbin looked at the place where Jin Jianhua disappeared with an indifferent look, and fell into thought.
No one thought that Jin Wenbin at this time was no longer the same as before.
At this time, outside the tomb room, Jin Jianhua's deity is still attacking the formation. After more than ten minutes of strong attacks, plus the blessing of some dragon veins, Jin Jianhua's realm at this time is in the late Mahayana, but his combat power is almost half a step. Wonderland, that is, the level of strength of the Taoist Qianxuzi.
Click!
Another punch was blasted, and a small crack appeared in the ninth-level formation barrier. Jin Jianhua's gloomy face finally had a hint of joy, but this joy was quickly replaced by the anger of someone sneaking into the land of the dragon veins. .
Thinking of this, Jin Jianhua added a few more points again, and at the same time increased the absorbed dragon vein power to 20%.
Don't underestimate the 20%.
Just 20% of the power of the dragon veins will increase Jin Jianhua's strength by two small realms. If it breaks out at full strength, then Jin Jianhua's battle will not be imagined, and it will even be comparable to the fairy.
