Chapter 2297

In the third floor, the cold voice sounded again.

"If you can't find the right black jars at one time, these black jars will be sealed automatically, and you won't have a chance!"

After a pause, the voice continued.

This word also made the surprise on the faces of the ghost old man and ghost force stiff.

As like as two peas, they tried to find out that the jars were exactly the same, and they couldn't detect any difference at all.

It is impossible to detect which black jar is the right one.

If you're blind, there's only one in 999.

This probability is too small!

"What should I do?"

Old man Wangui is a little depressed and doesn't know how to start.

Ye Yun pondered slightly, and then walked to one of the black jars.

The huge black sword in his hand was raised high with the intention of directly breaking the black jar.

"Hahaha, are you sure you want to choose this black jar? Then I'll wait for you to seal these jars after you find the wrong one!"

The voice on the third floor was deeply mocking.

But ye Yun ignored it directly.

"Master, do you want to explore before you start?"

There was caution in the old ghost's tone.

In this regard, ye Yun shook his head and said that it was not necessary at all.

After a natural and unrestrained arc, the giant black sword hit one of the black jars heavily.

Pop!

Not surprisingly, the black jar was opened.

But then there was nothing on the ground except some fragments belonging to the black jar.

There is nothing about the ghost emperor's cemetery.

Wrong choice?

The old ghost and the ghost sighed.

In the third floor, senleng laughed constantly.

At the same time, the other 998 black jars began to be covered with a layer of white material.

It seems to be really sealed.

"Well, now these jars have been sealed. You have no chance!"

In the third floor, Sen Leng's voice was full of joy, as if he was sentencing others to death.

But to everyone's surprise, ye Yun didn't leave, but raised his huge black sword again.

Then he chopped at a black jar nearby.

Such a scene makes both the ghost old man and the ghost a little puzzling.

But the next moment, something more puzzling happened.

Because ye Yun's huge black sword easily cut the white material and broke the black jar.

Although it is still empty.

"Isn't the black jar sealed? Isn't it impossible to open it?"

The ghost old man was puzzled.

Ye Yun was speechless about this. He really felt that old man Wangui might have lived on a dog these years.

It's so naive and easy to be cheated

"All these things are said by the voice on the third floor, and I won't believe a punctuation mark for that voice. He said that if you choose the wrong jar, you won't have a chance. Do you really believe it?"

Ye Yun couldn't help asking questions.

In this regard, the ghost old man was speechless.

"Even my mental strength can't detect the slightest difference between these black jars, which means they have no difference at all. In fact, we don't find the need to be different, because we just need to smash these jars one by one. As for the first jar, finding the wrong one is to lose the whole, which has no credibility!"

Ye Yun continued, and then began to beat the black jar.

Soon, ye Yun had broken dozens of black jars.

The white materials around these black jars are as fragile as white paper under Ye Yun's huge black sword.

Both the ghost old man and the ghost suddenly felt that they were old enough to live on dogs.

"Damn, it's really hateful!"

This time, the voice on the third floor was completely ashamed and angry to what point.

The ghost spirit whose arm was cut off by Ye Yun was ordered down again.

As a result, ye Yun not only failed to stop Ye Yun from breaking the black jar, but also cut off his other arm.

"Stop quickly. This time I sincerely want to negotiate with you!"

The voice on the third floor was open again, with a strong urgency.

At this moment, ye Yun has smashed more than 200 black jars, and the action of smashing jars in his hand is more and more fluent, even as crisp and unrestrained as clouds and flowing water.

"Negotiate with me? What qualifications do you have?"

Ye Yun was speechless, and there was no pause in his hand.

The black jar is still being broken.

Soon, ghosts joined the ranks.

In the third layer, the cold voice was still ringing.

Even in the tone of this voice, requests have begun.

However, it was completely ignored by Ye Yun.

Finally, when the 659th black jar was knocked open, something strange happened.

The golden light, which is rich to the extreme, is constantly sweeping out of the black jar.

This is the golden light, very dazzling.

Looking intently, it was a piece of golden paper that burst out.

The paper glittered like the sun at noon in July.

And it can be clearly seen that many strange lines are carved on this golden paper.

These lines are like runes, and some are similar to inscriptions, but not both.

But everything has explained the extraordinary of this golden paper.

When ye Yun took the golden paper out of the jar, the lines on it became clearer and clearer.

And with the passage of time, these lines are constantly changing.

They are like centipedes, crawling on paper.

After crawling for about a dozen breaths, it finally settled in its place.

And this freeze frame picture forms a map somewhat similar to the treasure map.

"Hahaha, if you guessed correctly, this should be the treasure map of the ghost emperor's cemetery, and the most dazzling spot should be the location of the ghost emperor's cemetery!"

The old ghost said with great excitement.

The ghost nodded heavily on one side and couldn't help admiring: his man is not only very handsome, but also so smart

It was the cold sound on the third floor that suddenly stopped ringing.

As for ye Yun, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and tore up the gold paper in his hand.

This situation made the ghost and the old ghost stunned.

Why did ye Yun tear up the treasure map of the ghost emperor's graveyard that he painstakingly obtained?