Chapter 1296

"Underground palace?"

He Yu and others are dull, what ye Kai said is beyond their understanding.

I don't know when all the protoss present began to listen to Ye Kai's words.

Except for Huang Yan, who had fallen into the pit, he was lying on the ground with a dull face, and his body was constantly pumping.

Originally, his brain was deliberately attacked by Ye Kai with mental force for hundreds of times. At this time, when he heard what ye Kai said, the memory sealed by magic in his mind was slowly revived.

"Ah, ah"

a aura came from his fingertips and stabbed him at Xingshen acupoint. Huangyan insisted on not allowing himself to faint.

Because he finally remembered what happened on the burial mountain 200 years ago after he Yunsheng handed over the protoss treasure map to him.

in order to help Huangyan cure his inborn evil body, he Yunsheng, the head of the he family, violated the family rules, stole the protoss treasure map and gave it to his disciples, and ordered him to go to the burial mountain to find the only way to cure it The blood of immortals and demons in the body of yin and poison.

It has to be said that as he Yan's master, he Yunsheng has to find a way to cure his disciples even if he violates the decadent family rules. This kind of behavior out of the desire to protect is really worthy of respect as a master and an elder.

However, he Yunsheng, who was determined to cure He Yan at that time, did not realize one thing.

Protection, in many cases, will actually become a kind of injury.

Two hundred years ago, he was buried in the holy mountain.

"Poop."

With a dull sound, 15-year-old He Yan fell on the black stone floor. After rolling twice on the ground, he scrambled up and hid in the shadow of a tall tree.

Slightly sticking out his head, he Yan looked at the other side of the tree.

More than a dozen strong warriors looked around where they could see them, searching for their own figures.

"Tut, where did he's kid escape?" The head of a tall man's face, constantly looking around.

"I don't know, but he has been shot by my poisonous arrow. I don't think he can go far." Tall man's side, a thin fellow with a pointed mouth and whiskers said with a gloomy smile.

"It's better that way, damn it." The tall man's face was obviously ugly. He struck a rock nearby and made a big hole in the middle of the rock wall.

"It's not easy to get into the burial mountain. Countless brothers died, but none of them was found."

"Fortunately, I met this kid of he family. He must have many treasures of he family if he could step into the burial mountain alone."

"Find him out, kill him and then search him. It's a return."

Hear tall man's words, he Yan heart is a cool.

According to the records on the treasure map of the protoss, there are many trap mechanisms and Dharma arrays arranged outside the burial mountain. Few people can really step into it. Only through the records of those mechanisms on the treasure map of the protoss can they reach the middle of the burial mountain.

But he did not expect that when he was just about to enter the depth of the burial mountain, he met this group of people.

Judging from the clothes of that group of people, he Yan judged that this group of people should be a very famous gang of robbers in the last ten years. The gang is called seizing the gods, and it specially targets at those lonely Protoss.

But how could the God snatcher suddenly come to the burial mountain at this time, or come here without the help of Baotu?

Thinking of this, he Yan was even more depressed.

What's more depressing is that in such a big burial mountain, I happened to meet the members of the God seizing society at the entrance of the deep place. Only when the other party saw through the identity of the members of his family did I come to such a desperate position of being chased and killed.

"I didn't wear the Taoist robe of he family if I knew it."

He Yan shows a look of chagrin. He doesn't know that even if he changes his clothes, he will still be chased.

After all, killing people and seizing treasure is the purpose of seizing the gods. It's just their identity that makes them more interested.

He Yan raised his right hand in pain and opened and closed his five fingers in front of him.

In the palm of one's hand, a wound pierced by a poison arrow, the purple black toxin spreads continuously. If you have no way to deal with it, the toxin will spread to the whole body in a short time, and you will have to wait to die.

This is the third day that he was buried in the holy mountain. In the three days, not to mention finding the immortal blood, he didn't even find a valuable treasure. Now he is even hunted down by the people who rob the holy society, and his life is almost gone.

"Master Yunsheng, what should I do?"

He Yan was miserable and desperate. Although he was powerful and gifted, he was only a 15-year-old minor. He was chased in the black mountains by himself, and his heart would not feel good.

"Ha ha ha, I found the escaped mouse!"

All of a sudden, the thin man burst out laughing, and dozens of blasting talismans flew out, blasting away all the rocks and trees he Yan was hiding from.He Yan was surprised and jumped up. The place where he was standing had become a piece of burnt ash.

It has been more than an hour since I met this group of people who won the God's meeting, but no matter where I escape, I will be caught up by them in the end. This kind of feeling is really not good.

"Kid, you really have some ability to enter the burial mountain by yourself."

The tall man, who was probably the leader, burst out laughing. With a swing of his right hand, two chains flew out of his sleeve. On the head of the chain, two poisonous pestles pierced the air and shot at He Yan.

"But if you meet me today, it's the end of your luck!"

He Yan took out a sword of he family and was about to cut off the two chains. The numbness of his right hand came again. His right hand trembled, his five fingers loosened, and the sword fell out of his hand.

"Poof

He Yan, 15, screamed and fell from the air toward the ground.

"Ha ha ha, I see where you are going today!"

The thin man's body shape is like a ghost. He rushes to Heyan's side. A swing stick made of protoss alloy flies out and hits Heyan's forehead.

He Yan almost fainted when he was hit in the head. If he didn't have the mental skill of his family to strengthen his physical defense a little, he would blow his head open.

Blood splashed from his brain like a fountain, and he Yan tumbled twice in the air and fell to the ground.

"Poof Pooh."

He just fell to the ground, and more than a dozen poisonous arrows pierced into his body to seal his luck veins. He Yan snorted, and his body just stood up fell to the ground again.

Behind him, the laughter of the members of the God seizing society came into the ear.

"Ha ha, little beast, like to run."

"Today, I'm going to peel your skin, pull your tendons, and take all the treasures from you."

It is worth mentioning that the most powerful of these people is Xiaocheng. If he Yan starts to kill them from the beginning, he can easily deal with them.

Unfortunately, he doesn't know what his strength is. Moreover, the experience of Yin toxin strengthens the toxin in his body. For others, it's just a poison arrow with a paralytic feeling. When he stabs He Yan, the feeling of pain is like thousands of poisonous insects gnawing at his body.

He wants to escape, but the toxin has spread completely. He can't do it just by moving his fingers.

Are you going to die here today?

He didn't get the blood of immortals and demons, didn't cure his own evil body, and didn't repay master Yun Sheng.

My life, so simple, like a clown general end?

In despair, in the spirit, a voice full of dignity rings out slowly.

"Do you want to live?"

"Submit to me, then, and I will give you immortality."

"To live? Who are you? " Although he didn't know where the voice came from, he Yan asked with his mental strength.

"Me?"

He Yan seems to hear, that voice sends out a scornful sneer.

Then, a voice that was several times more dignified than before sounded like thunder in his mental power.

"I am the only one in the world who has the powerful existence of fairy blood."

"Di Huang Ben Zun!"