Chapter 2494: Find the abandoned tomb of Emperor Wu

He looked at the great elder and said with a trembling, "Father, you must help me to make the decision, you must help me to get this thing done!"

The Grand Elder smiled slightly and said, "If I had spoken, Senior Sister would definitely not give me this face!"

"Don't worry, Luo Zilan, I will marry you back!"

Linghu Hongyun stood up excitedly and walked around in this hall, unable to even sit still.

Seeing him like this, the elder sighed slightly, his son is really not good material!

Therefore, he was even more determined in his heart, and he must marry Luo Zilan into the door. This would be of great benefit to his son.

Luo Zilan, this little guy, knows better than others, this woman is not only talented, but also very scheming!

At this time, Linghu Hongyun and his thoughts were completely different.

There seemed to be pictures in Linghu Hongyun's eyes, and he pressed Luo Zilan under him for wanton abuse.

Suddenly the joy on his face disappeared without a trace, revealing the color of gnashing teeth, and whispered: "Luo Zilan, you little bitch, you didn't show off to me before, you didn't look high before. ?"

"Aren't you called the iceberg fairy before?"

"I want to see, after I marry you back, how can you maintain such a look!"

"I want to ruthlessly break your nobility and coldness, press you under me, and wantonly abuse."

"Little bitch, wait for me!" He was full of pride and laughed.

At this time, the great elder said lightly: "Okay, Yun'er, don't think about this for now, now there is a more important thing waiting for you to do."

"What's the matter?" Linghu Hongyun asked suspiciously.

The Great Elder looked at him and uttered two words softly: "Fox hunting!"

A golden light pierced the firmament at an extremely fast speed, leaving a brilliant and splendid silhouette in the blue sky.

Here, the sky is blue, but below it is a piece of snow.

Because here is above Kongsang Mountain, the peak of Kongsang Mountain is extremely high, and the top of the mountain is covered with white snow, which looks white.

The golden light suddenly stopped, revealing its true face, it was Chen Feng.

On his arms, each has a huge golden wing, and his upper body is also covered with a layer of golden wing.

It looked like a human-shaped golden-winged roc.

As soon as he closed his arms, he was so suspended in the air.

At this time, his position is not particularly high, just about 100 meters higher than the peak.

In fact, flying so low above the ground is somewhat dangerous. It is easy to be attacked by the powerful monsters on the snow-capped mountains, and the speed is not as fast as before.

The reason why Chen Feng did this was to be able to see the ground clearly.

The purpose of seeing the ground clearly is to find traces of the abandoned Emperor Wu's tomb!

Chen Feng has been in the Kongsang Mountains for ten days.

Chen Feng was not greedy for this secret, so he told the ancestor Lishan this secret.

But at the same time, Chen Feng was unwilling to give up the secret that was precious to the extreme and also had a great opportunity to make his strength stronger.

Therefore, after discussing with the ancestors of Lishan, Chen Feng set off to Kongsang Mountain alone!

"It's a pity," Chen Feng sighed softly, "I got nothing in ten days."

He shook his head, looked around somewhat unwillingly, but still spread his wings and flew towards the direction he came.

"They have been out for ten days, if they don't go back, they should be worried."

It was much faster to go back, and Chen Feng returned to the valley in less than half a day.

And almost at the same moment when Chen Feng returned to this place, around the periphery of this cyan fog, a burst of screaming sound rang out.

Then, there were more than a dozen figures hovering outside, and after a while, dozens of figures came.

There are about forty people in this group, and each of them is wearing a blue robe.

And on this blue robe is embroidered with a very strange pattern, which is like a gate!

The color of most people's robes are the same, but the number of doors embroidered on them varies.

And the more gate patterns, the more beautiful,

Among the more than forty people, there were about 30 people on their coats and robes just sniffing a door, extremely delicate, with white mist spewing out from inside.

There were about seven or eight people, with two gates embroidered on their clothes.

There are also two people with three gates embroidered on their robes.

Among the crowd, it was a tall young man in his thirties with a fierce face, but he was not in a blue robe, but in a red robe.

On the red robe, the patterns of the four gates are embroidered with gold thread.

These four gates are extremely exquisite, and the mist of the fairy family sprayed from the gates curled up with his movements.

It's as if this is not a robe, but a living creature.

Around his body, there was actually a faint white cloud tossing.

This person is obviously the highest and strongest among these people, and everyone respects him very much!

He came to the periphery of the cyan cloud and observed it, and the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a disdainful smile: "Unexpectedly, these sorrowful foxes have some means, and they even set up an array of spirits to kill outside!"

"This departure from the soul into the killing array not only contains murderous intent, but also serves as a warning. They can easily learn what happened in the array and make timely precautions..."

"But well!"

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "These sorrowful foxes are too low-level. Naturally, they have no problem dealing with the ordinary lowly warriors."

"But it would be too naive to deal with me!"

"How can they imagine the methods of our Bahuang Tianmen?"

As he said, he smiled slightly and looked at a man wearing a scarlet cloak next to him.

This person is wearing a scarlet cloak, it can be seen that his position in the Bahuang Tianmen market is not worse than that of the tall young man!

The Bahuang Tianmen judges its status by the number of clothes on the door. The tall young man with four doors is Linghu Hongyun.

He is a fourth-level disciple!

This time, he brought a group of masters to hunt down the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

This person wearing a red cloak, embroidered on the cloak, is not the pattern of the door, but white ripples.

The brilliance of the red and the holiness of the white are intertwined, making it extraordinarily gorgeous.

He nodded slowly, and then walked towards the cyan mist. After coming out of the cyan mist, he observed it carefully, and then took a deep breath, shaking his hands one after another.