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Chapter 1887 Tomb

Han Sanqian smiled and rushed straight into the air. After passing through the bamboo forest, he jumped to the top of the bamboo forest.

"It's true."

Han Sanqian smiled gently, and the next second, he held the Pangu axe in his hand, aimed at the dark clouds above his head and directly chopped off with an axe.

The golden light of Pangu Axe immediately rushed towards the black clouds, cutting out a hole in the black clouds. At this time, the sunlight above the black clouds also spread to the earth through there.

When the sun shines on the earth again, the black air in the bamboo forest begins to slowly dissipate.

"It's not the souls of the true gods at all, it's just an illusion you created. It's too boring, right?" Han Sanqian smiled grimly, and then jumped down again.

Point at that bamboo forest and use Pangu axe to make an axe.

The bamboo forest fell to the ground with a bang, and the sunlight spread into the bamboo forest. At this time, the dead souls were wiped out in ashes after making a scream.

After everything was peaceful, Linlong still had not woken up from the shock. He really didn't understand how Han Sanqian could break the dead souls in an instant.

How did he think that breaking the dark clouds above his head can relieve the crisis?!

Han Sanqian smiled slightly, glanced at Linlong, and then pointed to the first grave: "How about doing a favor?"

"What are you going to do?" Linlong said strangely.

"Dig a grave." Han Sanqian smiled.

"Digging graves? Three thousand. Although the dead souls did attack you just now, you beat them away. Let's forget about this. Digging someone else's graves is not a good thing."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to leave this, then do what I said." Han Sanqian smiled.

Although Linlong was very strange to Han Sanqian's actions, Linlong had no choice but to dig up the grave according to Han Sanqian's wishes.

In just a moment, after digging the tomb, Linlong closed his eyes and said softly in his mouth that he was so disrespectful to the ancestor god was not his original intention.

Han Sanqian glanced at it with a funny look, and then opened the coffin lid on his face directly.

"You can open your eyes." Han Sanqian smiled.

Linlong was nervous and felt very guilty when he heard this, but he still opened his eyes tremblingly. However, when he saw the situation in the coffin, Linlong was completely confused.

It was not the remains of the ancestor god he imagined, but a staircase leading to the underground.

"This...what is going on?" Linlong opened his mouth strangely.

Isn't this a grave? Isn't this a coffin? How... how it turned into an entrance with stairs.

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go." Han Sanqian smiled, and then he fell first through the entrance and slowly went down through the stairs.

Lin Long was soon left in the bamboo forest. After thinking for a moment, he looked around and still walked with Han Sanqian resolutely.

After walking a few steps, Han Sanqian suddenly said, "What do you think?"

"What's wrong? We are obviously walking down, but I feel so tired!" Lin Long said, looking up at his feet. The stairs under his feet were completely hidden in the darkness and there was no end at all.

"It's right to be tired." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Almost at this moment, when Han Sanqian fell into the abyss, this so-called righteous alliance had already launched an attack on the light column.

The surroundings of the light pillar were like a bloody battlefield. After dealing with the people in the Demonic Dao, the righteous alliance began a cruel self-fight.

Around the light pillar, corpses were everywhere, and blood was flowing into a river. Countless righteous alliance members were chopping and killing each other. They were already covered in blood, their eyes were red, like a devil, crazily slaughtering all living people around them.

At this time, Master Xianling and his group were watching from a distance.

They were waiting, waiting for these people to kill each other enough, and then when their fishermen reap the profits.

However, no one noticed that the blood flowing out of the slaughtered corpses had now formed countless blood grooves along the ground, slowly flowing in a certain direction.

In a cave, blood passed through a complex flow channel and fell drop by drop into the blood pool in the center of the cave from the gap at the top of the cave.

As the blood dripped, the blood pool at this time was like boiling water, with blood bubbles gusting, and the bulge quickly shattered, and the bulge was bulging again. Among them, a bloody thing was also rolling inside at the same time.

The hunchbacked old man moved his hand and smiled coldly. He took out a gourd covered by a black cloth from his arms. The gourd turned black and was carved with skeletons on it. When he lifted the black cloth, the black air suddenly leaked out like smoke from the mouth of the gourd.

"Enjoy the body that these blood have cast for you. Now, I will reward you with those souls, and you can transform into a demon." After saying that, the old man threw the gourd into the blood pool.

The entire blood pool suddenly stopped boiling, and the next second, there was a loud explosion!

"Han Sanqian, I want you to die a bad death!"

Immediately afterwards, a bloody thing suddenly jumped out of the pool of blood and shouted angrily.
Chapter completed!
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