"I don't want to be the king of Jiuli. It's really rich and rich. Is gold not money?"

Ye Fan was crying and laughing, and honestly returned to the front of the golden giant.

He didn't have time to spend it. He could only wield a black giant sword and cast a sword to disintegrate.

"Hey!"

There was a wave of energy fluctuations on the golden door. The sword meant that the mud cows entered the sea and did not enter the giant gate, but did not leave even traces of it?

Ye Fan’s face changed.

The double sword is disintegrated!

The sword is under pressure, and this time has surpassed the chaos nine!

This made the land that was stationed, and it was already unbearable, and began to crack and collapse!

The space of the small world has already been somewhat fragile, and this time it is even more crumbling.

Ye Fan knows that he must enter the grave as soon as possible. Otherwise, his own strong sword will speed up the collapse of this small world.

A sword squat!

"boom!!"

A trace of depression appeared on the golden giant door, and the metal seemed to soften, showing a wave of visible fluctuations.

The sword is actually spread and spread!

The rock layers of the entire mountain are beginning to shatter!

Ye Fan stunned, the entire Chiyou tomb, even in the share of damage! ?

It is no wonder that Chiyou cast it into a closed metal fortress, and it has such a magical effect!

This metal is not really indestructible, but it can withstand the damage far beyond its toughness!

Ye Fan didn't have any problems, so I couldn't even get in the door.

He instantly released the half-sword purgatory sword magic, and raised the sword-like power to a far beyond chaos, not knowing the state of the specific level!

The space of the small world has looming signs of smashing.

Ye Fan did not dare to drag and drop, holding the sword in both hands, and in one go, waved a "destroyed embers"!

A thin sword like a flap, like a precision scalpel, directly cut the vital artery of the golden giant door!

The energy of the ultra-high burst of the moment makes the golden giant door finally unable to disperse all the energy in time.

A crack has appeared!

Ye Fan did not hesitate, seize the opportunity, a sword to swim the dragon body, and use himself as a flying sword, shot into this gap!

Just as he passed through, this metal giant door really healed!

"call……"

Ye Fan took a breath and put away the half-body swordsman and looked inside the tomb.

Come in, it is a long grave road, up and down, all of which is made of metal.

Ye Fan counted it, the whole grave can be divided and hurt, no wonder that he has raised the sword's pressure to such a high level, and it is so hard to come in.

Really want to come to a group of general chaos, it is estimated that hundreds of them may not be able to break into this grave.

He took the attitude of trying, and called the walkie-talkie with his hand and called.

"Hey, hello, can you hear?"

"Master, what is the command?" asked by candlelight.

"Listen to it," Feng Qing said.

Ye Fan can't help but feel that this golden tomb can resist the mental power, but can't stop the "radio". After all, Chiyou doesn't know much about science.

"Nothing, I went into the grave, confirm the communication problem, you are busy with you."

Ending the communication, Ye Fan walked all the way to the inside.

On both sides of the passage, there are various reddish pigments on the walls, and a beautiful mural is drawn out.

If the contents of these murals are not mistaken, they should be the war between the Jiuli and the clan.

Among them, Ye Fan first recognized a long-haired sword man, which is clearly Ji Xuanqi.

And a first-born two different angles, like a giant man on a hill, should be Chiyou himself.

“Is it a record for Chiu’s own life?” Ye Fan muttered to himself: “If that is the case... these murals may have clues to disintegration and save the flood...”

When Ye Fan thought about this, he would not dare to miss these murals.

These murals are printed into your mind as you watch out for it.

Although I only look at some murals, Ye Fan can still feel that the era of the magnificent and strong people is so dazzling, but how tragic and weeping.

Ye Fan has already had a lot of understanding of the ancient characters such as Ji Xuanzhen and Chi You, but he really feels that he has painted these dusty history himself. He still feels a lot.

In fact, from the perspective of murals, both sides have their own obsessions, and the purpose itself is to follow their own clan and to live better.

Obviously know that the world is peaceful, and living and working in peace is good, but once you are comfortable, you will naturally want better.

Human desires are endless, so friction is hard to avoid.

The strong people like Chiyou and Ji Xuanzhen are actually not truly extraordinary saints.

They also have their own ambitions and their own lusts, so they will also make some unwise choices afterwards in order to achieve their ideals.

From the perspective of Chiyou, after seeing many unknown events, Ye Fan can also see that there are some helplessness and sadness in the situation of the battle of the deer in the end.

In order to see the murals, Ye Fan took a full moment to finish a long ramp.

In the middle, there is no such thing as magic.

It may be that for such a person, Chiyou does not bother to use some means of calculation.

With the feeling, Ye Fan can probably tell that he is in a circle, but this road is going deep.

In other words, part of this grave is buried underground.

Suddenly, an open burial chamber appeared in front.

Eighty golden statues stand on both sides, looks and are dressed differently, some are a few meters tall, and some are only one meter less, quite small.

Behind these golden statues are engraved with their names, but because of the ancient Jiu Li script, Ye Fan did not know much.

"The legend is that the Chiyou brothers are eighty-one, can you say... these are his brothers?"

Ye Fan had to think about it because it was too coincidental.

Unexpectedly, he just heard the opposite side of the tomb and heard a low response.

"Yes... the ones who are here are the eighty brothers of Chiyou."

Ye Fan was amazed and felt a very dangerous and powerful pressure!

"who!?"

Ye Fan instantly called out the black giant sword and stared at it.

In the tomb, suddenly there was a mist of gray.

A powerful god, wake up here!

In all directions, a glimpse of gold metal is rushing to gather there!

Followed by, a statue that made Ye Fan feel a bit familiar, and walked out of it.

Strong and burly, with a height of four or five meters, one hand holding a huge battle axe, one hand holding a giant shield of a beast head, no head on the neck!

"Criminal days!?"

Ye Fan grabbed the hand of the giant sword and could not help but shake.