Chapter 210 Isn’t this mine?

"The key fragment of the main tomb?"

Ye Ran frowned slightly. This was not the first time he had heard this thing. He had heard it from people outside before.

"The tomb of Ta Tian Wuzun, apart from the eight tomb chambers from Qian to Dui, there is also a main tomb chamber."

The short-haired girl next to her explained: "In the main tomb, there are the treasures that Tian Tian Wu Zun really cares about, and every one of them is a valuable treasure!"

"Everyone who enters the main tomb can get a treasure. If you want to enter the main tomb, you must first find the key."

"Each of the eight tombs has fragments. If you collect enough three key fragments, you can enter the main tomb."

Ye Ran was stunned, "The real treasure is in the main tomb. What about the black dragon's blood? Is there any in the tomb outside?"

"I don't know this either."

The short-haired girl shook her head.

"Black dragon blood is only found in the main tomb chamber."

At this time, Wang Daoxing spoke, "In addition to the treasures in the main tomb, there is also the blood of the black dragon."

"Although each person can only choose one treasure, you can take some black dragon blood while choosing."

"Of course, there are limits to black dragon blood. How much you can take depends on your ability."

"That's it."

Ye Ran frowned, so he had to enter the main tomb.

He didn't care about the important treasure of the Tatian Martial Lord. What he really wanted was the black dragon's blood.

It is extremely important for him to obtain the blood of the black dragon and break through to the fifth level of martial arts.

Because by that time, there won’t be many people under the Grand Master who threaten him, and he won’t have to be so afraid of the Li family and the Black Seal Tower.

This step is a qualitative change.

Ye Ran was still a little unwilling and asked: "Isn't the black dragon's body in the tomb? It shouldn't be difficult to get the black dragon's blood, right?"

"Do you really think this is the real tomb of Lord Ta Tian?"

Wang Daoxing turned to look at him.

Ye Ran was surprised, "Isn't this true?"

"This is just the outer tomb, and the inner tomb is only opened once every ten years."

Wang Daoxing said: "Otherwise, why doesn't a grandmaster come to the tomb of a martial master?"

"Especially the Tiantian Martial Lord, who was one of the top ten Martial Lords in the Xia Kingdom. His strength is self-evident. If the inner tomb is really opened, how can it be our turn to be martial masters."

"No wonder."

Ye Ran also suddenly realized what was wrong.

A martial master's tomb is still a top martial master. Although there are many strong martial arts masters who have come, some are still not worthy of this standard.

Thinking of this, he curiously asked: "Since there are many key fragments in the first four tombs, given your strength, Senior Wang, why did you come to this last tomb?"

"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, pretend to compete!"

Wang Daoxing was very calm and said openly: "The last four tombs are all scattered martial arts practitioners."

"They all thought that I would go to the first tomb, but they didn't expect that I would be in the last tomb. They must have been frightened when they saw me."

As he said that, he chuckled and said, "What's so good about a treasure is that it's best to pretend to be more majestic!"

Ye Ran's expression was dull. It was hard to imagine that this was actually said by a quasi-grandmaster.

The short-haired girl also held her forehead, looking like she couldn't bear to look at him.

Ye Ran followed the two of them and walked for a while.

After hesitating, he said goodbye to the two of them, "Senior Wang, thank you for taking care of me this time. I will repay you in the future."

"Okay, just don't go to the first few secret rooms. As for repaying me, can you still give me key fragments?"

Wang Daoxing waved his hand and didn't take it to heart.

To be honest, it would be difficult for him to find the key fragments himself.

As for helping this kid, it was just a matter of convenience.

Ye Ran bid farewell to the two of them and left the passage.

After walking out, he looked at the eight passages in front of him again, including the one with the word "Kun", and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, he turned around and walked towards the fourth passage from the bottom.

Wait until you get one or two key fragments in other tombs before going there.

A moment after Ye Ran walked into the passage, the angry sounds of various warriors and the sounds of fierce fighting came from the front.

His heart moved slightly, he quickened his pace, and walked out quickly, his heart skipped a beat.

In front of me, there is a huge underground maze!

Within the maze, there are tombs built at regular intervals, and the sound of fighting comes from those tombs.

Ye Ran's heart moved slightly and he casually walked to a tomb.

Inside, a dozen warriors were in a mess, fighting for a wooden box.

"Go away, I discovered these body-building grasses first!"

"It doesn't matter if you find out first. I have the strongest fist here. Whoever has the strongest fist will get the treasure!"

"Humph, you are strong and strong. There are three of us. We, the three brothers, are going to decide on this body-building grass."

Ye Ran's eyes lit up. The body-building grass is also a treasure that improves physical fitness. It is more effective than the dragon blood fruit.

He needed this elixir to improve his physique the most.

He glanced around and found that these people were only fifth-level martial artists, so he walked straight in.

In the tomb, the battle became more intense.

A dozen warriors can be divided into seven or eight forces, and they are in a mess, fighting for a red wooden box.

The wooden box was tossed around and never came down while in mid-air.

Wow!

Suddenly a hand stretched out and grabbed the wooden box. It was a middle-aged martial artist with scars on his face, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"I am the strongest, and this body-building grass belongs to me. You guys are not worthy of it!"

As he spoke, he was about to put the wooden box into the space ring.

At this time, a sound broke through the air behind him, and the scar-faced martial artist's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly pulled away.

However, after evading, the people next to him seized the opportunity to attack again. The wooden box was like a hot potato, and he could not hold it steadily.

He could only shout in annoyance: "Asshole, do you dare to go alone? Who do you think you are a hero when you are besieging me?!"

"Hero, huh, I've had surgery a long time ago, and now I'm a beauty."

A tall, thick, dark-skinned man winked at the scar-faced martial artist.

This time, it was a critical strike.

The scar-faced martial artist almost lost his breath and said with a ferocious face, "Why don't you stop and let me deal with this dead she-monster first!"

boom!

He used martial arts, his whole body turned into silver, and his aura suddenly became stronger, causing others to change their colors.

After finally looking at each other, they all backed away.

Apparently they were all thinking of consuming the scar-faced martial artist's physical strength before taking action against him.

The scar-faced martial artist rushed towards the dark, muscular man with red eyes.

"Brother, I'll hold the wooden box for you, and you can take care of it safely."

Next to him, a clear young voice suddenly came.

The scar-faced martial artist turned around and saw a young man wearing a silver mask.

The boy in the silver mask scratched his head and said honestly and politely: "I also blame disgusting people. I will hold the wooden box for you first, and you can beat him with all your strength."

"Otherwise, if you put the wooden box into the space ring, those people will definitely deal with you with all their strength."

Hearing this, the scar-faced martial artist glanced around and saw that everyone else was about to make a move, and immediately snorted coldly.

"You kid, help me get it first. If you lose it, I'll settle the account with you!"

As he said that, he threw the wooden box over, then grinned ferociously and strode towards the dark burly man.

He was reassured.

He is just a young man, and at most he is a level three warrior. Even if he had ten courages, he would not dare to swallow his things.

Soon, the dark, strong man was beaten until he whined and cried bitterly.

"People don't dare to...well no, I don't dare to disgust you anymore."

The scar-faced martial artist stopped, finally letting out a bad breath, and looked at Ye Ran beside him, ready to take the wooden box back.

This kid is smart and has been following him all the time. The other martial arts masters all have their own agendas.

No one dared to rashly fight for it.

At this time, I saw this scene.

The other martial arts masters looked solemn, thinking about how to seize the wooden box safely, after all, there were so many people here.

Everyone wants treasure.

As for Ye Ran, they didn't take it seriously, they just regarded the silver-masked boy as a tool.

"Give me the stuff!"

The scar-faced martial artist glanced at the other warriors who were eyeing him with gloomy eyes. At the same time, without looking back, he stretched out his hand to Ye Ran to ask for it.

"Something, what?"

Behind the silver mask, a surprised voice came, "Isn't this mine? Do you want to steal it from me?"