Chapter 1034

"It's time to be clean this time!"

Ding Ning killed all the three generals, clutching the three treasures in his hand, nervously staring at the coffin and muttering indefinitely in his mouth.

He made up his mind that if Genghis Khan also jumped out of the coffin to play and revive, he immediately turned and left. Especially, he didn't have the ability to kill the three generals at the same time.

"Boom!"

The coffin did not jump out of a corpse or Genghis Khan as Ding Ning thought, but after the ground trembled slightly, there was a wave of water on the wall behind the coffin, and a translucent light door appeared.

Ding Ning frowned slightly, impolitely put boxes of gold, silver, jewelry and antique stationery into the storage ring, and walked to the light door.

Perhaps there were many precious funerary objects in the coffin, but Ding Ning was not interested in picking things from a dead man.

With one step, Ding Ning only felt a violent spatial fluctuation, and the whole person disappeared into the palace.

"Roar!"

Ugly bao'er was carrying out Ding Ning's order faithfully with the ground dragons and guarding the outer mausoleum to prohibit anyone from going out. However, he suddenly noticed that the master's breath had disappeared and couldn't help but make a loud roar. Zhu Gu, who was surrounded by the ground dragons, showed surprise on his face.

"Boom!"

The whole underground palace was shaking violently, and the array lines on the ground were shining, sending out strong transmission fluctuations. All the people with no human face felt that they were dark in front of them. When they could see things again, they had appeared on the vast Gobi desert, even the earth dragons were no exception.

Zhu Gu escaped from death. He was overjoyed and left quietly while everyone was staring blankly.

When a black robed man with a purple gold mask on his face found him in the crowd, he couldn't catch up with him. He had to stomp his feet with hatred.

"Fire God, why are you here?"

The wind god looked at the man in black and asked.

Huoshen snorted coldly, "I'll see how your treasure hunt is going."

Can he tell the wind god that I've been among you and capsized in the gutter and was plotted by that little monster? If he hadn't had a double puppet, he would be dead this time.

The wind god lowered his head with shame: "it's too dangerous and strange here. We didn't get anything."

"Hum, the main thing is that Ding Ning is too hateful. If we don't get rid of him as soon as possible, it must be a big trouble for us."

Rain god pushed all the responsibility on Ding Ning.

"Hmm? Yes, since the organization can't get him, kill him."

The God of fire is also holding a stomach of fire. He is looking for someone to vent. He fiercely looks for the trace of Ding Ning in the crowd, but he doesn't see anyone.

"Where are the people? Why didn't they come out?"

The God of fire said in some surprise.

"Will it die inside?"

The wind god also said puzzled.

"I don't think so. Maybe it was he who got all the treasures that inspired the formation to exclude us."

Rain god hates Ding Ning to the bone, and now he doesn't forget to hate Ding Ning.

"Then we can't let him go. Let's move separately and find a way to see if we can go in again."

The God of fire's eyes were extremely gloomy. This time, the divine descendant organization mobilized people to win the treasure here, but he didn't expect that his men were almost dead and injured. Only the three of them and the King Kong came out alive. He was unwilling to leave like this.

"What about Ding Ning? Why didn't he come out? Could something happen?"

Many people in the Royal League also died. Even Ruhr hung in it. Except Feng Lingxiao's father and daughter, only more than 20 mercenaries came out alive. Helena looked around and couldn't find Ding Ning's figure. She asked anxiously.

Fengling smiled and shook her head, patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "he should have got the final treasure to stimulate the big array."

"Don't lie to me. Even if he gets the treasure, he will come out. How can he not show up now? He must be trapped inside. No, I'll find him."

Helena's tears swirled in her eyes, clenched her lips, shook her head and shouted. Regardless of the dissuasion of Fengling's smile, she looked everywhere like a madman, trying to find the entrance to the mausoleum. Unfortunately, the legendary holy mountain has disappeared at the moment, leaving only a vast Gobi desert, leaving no trace of existence.

Like Helena, there are also the land dragon army of ugly bao'er, who drill underground and search frantically in all directions to find the traces of the mausoleum. As a result, they still get nothing.

Pimur's face was white and his eyes were blank. He didn't even pay his salary with his boss. What should he do in the future?

Tianxuanzi sighed with a heavy heart, "let's go. If he doesn't die, he will certainly attend the martial arts meeting. If he dies, it's no use waiting here."

"No, no, boss. He's lucky and will live."

Pimur said sadly.

"Brother PI, brother pudding and I are going to attend the martial arts meeting. Will you go with us? Maybe you will meet your boss at the martial arts meeting?"

The blind little monk sent an invitation to pimur. The boy called pudding looked at him coolly with a long knife on his back, but he had a touch of expectation in his eyes.

Both Wuxiang and pudding are the first time to go out of the mountain. They are simple-minded and very fond of listening to pimur, who is not high in cultivation but is an old Jianghu, tell some Jianghu anecdotes. Together with the three people, they have forged a deep friendship.

Pimur hesitated for a moment and finally nodded and agreed. Although he thought the boss was unlikely to survive, he still held the hope of just in case. Not to mention that the martial arts conference was world-wide. As long as it was martial arts, there was nothing he didn't yearn for.

Jiang wuhui and Lvzhu are both the peaks of earth martial arts. This time, they come out to practice and want to be promoted to heaven martial arts, and become famous all over the world at the martial arts meeting.

Jiang wuhui has vaguely captured a breakthrough opportunity and wants to fight with pudding, so he also wants to go with them. Pudding is noncommittal, and the little monk makes the decision and agrees.

Yan Tong and green bamboo hate Wu and Wu. They are very disgusted with pimur and don't want to go with them. They leave directly with a cold face.

Although the school asked Jiang wuhui to take more care of Lvzhu, it's no wonder that she insisted on leaving. In addition, this trip to the mausoleum made him have a lot of opinions about Lvzhu and Yan Tong. It's better to leave without disturbing his eyes.

So, two young rookies and two half tune old Jianghu wandered the Jianghu and went to the venue of the martial arts conference after saying goodbye to the sad looking tianxuanzi.

What they don't know is that after searching for the mausoleum, ugly bao'er also led his own ethnic group and followed pimur. Maybe he didn't have a high IQ and thought that he might be able to find his master with pimur.

After searching for two days without any harvest, the divine descendant organization was unwilling to leave. Helena waited three days without giving up her heart, and then left sadly, which made Feng Ling smile. It was really a bad taste in her heart.

Where did Ding Ning go?

Ding Ning actually wants to know, but he really doesn't know.

Stepping into the illusory portal, he came to an unknown mountain.

Here towering green mountains stand, and some peaks rise from the ground, pointing straight to the sky like a sharp sword in the sky; Some mountain ranges are magnificent, undulating and continuous, just like a sleeping giant beast, emitting wild gas and lying thousands of miles; Some peaks are beautiful and graceful, just like affectionate girls who are half secretive and shy

The silver waterfall hangs in the mountain, splashes everywhere, rippling blue waves and hazy white fog, which is filled with a trace of Fairy Spirit, with streamer and rosy clouds, just like a fairyland on earth.

The grotesque rocks are jagged, green, colorful, colorful, strange mountains and unique scenery, which challenges Ding Ning's cognitive limit of beauty everywhere.

It was relaxing and pleasant to be in it. Ding Ning took a deep breath, and every capillary blood hole in his body was cheered. The spiritual power in his body operated by itself and greedily absorbed the rich fog like aura.

"What is this place? One day of practice here is equivalent to one year in the outside world."

With strong vigilance in Ding Ning's eyes, he looked at the unknown ancient trees overflowing with glow in the mountains and whispered to himself.

There is no doubt that this is a treasure land of cultivation, but what makes him deeply puzzled is that there are no signs of living activities in such a place, no birds and animals, no insects, mosquitoes, mice and ants, and even there are not even butterfly bees collecting honey and pollinating in the colorful mountains.

This is too unreasonable. Except for the occasional breeze blowing slowly and the rustling leaves, there is no sign of the existence of any creatures. It is so quiet that people are palpitating.

Weird, it's weird here!

If something goes wrong, there will be demons. Ding Ning secretly raises his alert, holds tianmie and is ready to go. He carefully walks to the mountains. He wants to find out what is here and find a way to go back quickly.

The mountains are green, but they are far bigger than his imagination. Although there are endless beautiful scenery along the way, there is always enough time to see the best scenery. When Ding Ning walked through the mountains and rivers for a day and a night and found that he was still wandering among the green waters and mountains, he was inexplicably restless.

Just as when he followed pimur in the underground palace that seemed to never end, an inexplicable fear and anxiety enveloped all his mind.

It is definitely not a good experience for anyone to maintain the state of full God alert at all times. The sense of fatigue from the bottom of his heart makes him feel exhausted, and a trace of unspeakable Despair makes his brain chaotic.

"Can't go out, can't go out forever!"

Ding Ning was lost in his soul, and the whole person moved forward numbly like a walking corpse.

Sasha!

The breeze gently caresses the towering ancient giant trees, quietly emerging a face with open mouth and nose, showing a strange smile. The leaves sway with the wind and make a rustling sound, as if whispering in their communication mode.

Ding Ning was still walking numbly without feeling it. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul. His eyes were empty and godless.

When he crossed a gurgling stream, walked through a green grass and entered an ancient forest, he finally stopped.

He was so tired that he put tianmie on the ground, sat cross legged on the ground and entered a state of cultivation to recover his strength.

The faces on the ancient trees reappeared, and the rustling leaves sounded softly. It seemed that there was a fierce debate on how to share the outsider.

Soon, the rustle of leaves stopped, and it seemed that the results had been discussed. Some ancient trees were unwilling, but there was nothing to do. The rustling leaves seemed to express their dissatisfaction.

The four ancient trees closest to Ding Ning seem to have won the final enjoyment. The whirling shadows turn into snake like shadows, winding away to Ding Ning with closed eyes like mercury.