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Text_Chapter 1768 Five Colors Divine Land

"I will never be weaker than anyone else in my life!"

The girl opened her eyes and ran to the second holy tomb impatiently.

However, the second holy tomb is different from the first holy tomb. Although it is also an unknown holy tomb, it has a line of words written in simple seal characters and silver hooks on the stone tablet.

Although this sentence is simple, the girl muttered it for a few words, but her eyes became obsessed as if she was possessed by a demon.

There is no exciting story on this stone tablet, nor is there any legend about eternal life and invincible fights in the world. There is only this sentence.

"I will never be weaker than anyone else in my life!"

If you are not weaker than others, not weaker than anyone, wouldn't that mean you are invincible?

This sentence is so domineering!

It seems to be unwilling to settle for second place!

"Woo..."

At this time, as the girl recited this sentence, layers of sound waves echoed throughout the space.

This sound is so harsh that it makes people's heads swell.

Even if the people present were monks above the foundation-building realm, they couldn't bear it and couldn't help but cover their ears.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Yang Yunfan felt very uncomfortable when he saw everyone covering their ears, and the sounds like gold and stone echoed between heaven and earth, making the noisy people upset.

He immediately scolded angrily, and then slapped his palm directly on the stone tablet.

"Boom!"

There was a heavy sound, and the next second, a wave of sound waves rippled from the stone tablet... Then, the words "I will never be weaker than others in my life" stopped abruptly.

This stone tablet seems to contain a strange formation.

As long as someone chants "My whole life, I will not be weaker than others", it will resonate with it, and the energy gradient will oscillate back and forth due to the sound, becoming bigger and bigger, until the entire space is chanting continuously back and forth.

This sentence.

Yang Yunfan also suffered several hardships before he knew how to crack this magic sound.

"Is everyone okay?"

Yang Yunfan looked at the others. He was stimulated by the magic sound, his energy and blood surged, his expression was very bad, and he expressed concern.

"fine."

Everyone else shook their heads.

Apparently, they were just startled, but not injured.

After a while, Yang Yunfan saw that the others had nothing to do, so he smiled and explained: "Although this senior is very powerful and can be said to be all-powerful, his character and cultivation are really not that good. He likes to play tricks on others!"

"Brother Yang, this senior is such a scoundrel! I'm not interested in his story anymore. Let's go and open the third holy tomb. Didn't the spirit spirit say that there is a treasure that can cure you in the third holy tomb?

?”

The girl was fooled and felt particularly bad. He glanced at the second stone tablet with disgust, then pulled Yang Yunfan and hurried to the third holy tomb.

The third holy tomb is still an unknown holy tomb.

Moreover, unlike the other two, there is nothing weird about this third holy tomb.

In the first holy tomb, on the stone tablet, there is the Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish that contains the mystery of "Tao". If you are a Taoist, you can definitely reach a higher level by understanding Taoism here.

This holy tomb is an absolutely priceless treasure for those who practice Taoism!

The old man likes to meditate and practice here very much. Sometimes, he sits down for ten days and a half.

The second holy tomb, the formation secrets contained on the stone tablet, can superimpose the power of sound waves... and it seems to be endless.

This stone tablet contains extremely high formation mysteries!

Yang Yunfan likes to come here the most to observe the principles of this sonic formation. Over the years, he has only scratched the surface and has almost become the strongest formation genius on the planet.

Only, the third holy tomb.

Until now, he still hasn't figured out what the secret is.

"Do you really want to open it?"

Yang Yunfan stood in front of the third holy tomb, although the old man told him to open the third holy tomb if he encountered something he couldn't solve.

However, when it was really his turn to do this, Yang Yunfan still had some hesitation.

Under this holy tomb, I don’t know which ancestor’s burial place or tomb... No matter which one it is, opening this tomb at will seems to be disrespectful to the ancestors.

"Young Master, do you need a weapon spirit to help you open it?"

In the sky, the spirit of Moyunya, a space artifact, looked at Yang Yunfan, staring blankly at the third holy tomb without any movement. He thought Yang Yunfan didn't know how to open it, so he volunteered.

"Young Master, the bottom of this holy tomb is empty. You can open it by removing the stone tablet above!" After a while, seeing that Yang Yunfan still didn't move, the weapon spirit reminded him again.

"Empty?"

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan was stunned.

The tomb is empty. Is it possible that this tomb is prepared for me?

Thinking that the old man has always been cynical, if he really encountered something he couldn't solve, he would definitely be dying!

With the old man's character, he might be able to arrange a tomb for himself in advance... Such a taboo thing, the old man might actually be able to do it!

"Forget it! I'm going to die, and I don't care whether I offend my senior or not!"

Thinking of this, Yang Yunfan gritted his teeth and pushed the huge stone tablet with all his strength under the eyes of everyone.

The stone tablet was moved, making a "rumbling" sound, slowly pushing away the soil, and moved to the side.

As the stone tablet was moved away, a dark passage emerged under the holy tomb. This passage was deep and penetrating, leading to nowhere, and exuding an astonishing coldness.

“It’s so cold!”

Everyone felt a severe cold that could not be described in words.

They are all cultivators, and they will not feel cold even in Antarctica. However, the chill in this passage made their pores shrink and they couldn't help but shiver.

"It seems that this is really the resting place prepared for me."

Yang Yunfan looked at the passage, which was empty and had nothing. But deeper, there was a large white porcelain vase, which was very similar to an urn.

He couldn't help but think of the old man's bad taste, and he suddenly became frustrated!

The old man had indeed tricked himself again. Yang Yunfan felt that he was so unlucky to have such an old and crooked master.

"Um?"

However, just when Yang Yunfan was dejected, suddenly, he felt something strange in the white porcelain bottle, and it jumped!

By some strange coincidence, Yang Yunfan rushed into the passage and opened the porcelain bottle.

"soil?"

The next second, he saw that inside the porcelain vase was a palm-sized piece of colorful soil.

He couldn't help but feel disappointed!

The old man is really kidding himself.

What's the use of this soil? Colored soil is not just soil...it doesn't have any aura at all. It's definitely of no use.

"Kakaka..."

Who knows, just when Yang Yunfan was about to close the lid of the porcelain bottle, the soil suddenly surged crazily.

The soil that was originally only the size of a palm suddenly began to pour out crazily like a tide, and soon covered the entire passage.

"Pfft!"

The soil surged so fast that Yang Yunfan was swallowed up all at once before he could react.

"Brother Yang..."

"Yunfan..."

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

They never expected that Yang Yunfan would be swallowed up by this tomb!

However, as soon as they let out a scream and before they could escape, the mud swept up at a faster speed, swallowing everyone up with a crash!

"Crack!"

After a while, the soil receded like a tide.

The tombstone that was originally removed by Yang Yunfan returned to the distance again.
Chapter completed!
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