I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

"As I said just now, I can't beat you. You can choose any treasure in this tomb, and I will open this door for you."

As the blood-drinking sword master said, a small red sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

This sword is about two fingers wide, about three feet long, and its whole body is dark red, as if it was formed by the condensation of flowing blood.

Swish! ! !
The blood-drinking sword master waved his arms, and the wall in front of Ye Nan shattered instantly, and endless rubble rolled down to the ground, stirring up a thick cloud of smoke and dust.

"A few ignorant monks sneaked in before, and this sword directly sucked their blood. Just now, I sensed that someone came in again. I thought it was someone who was about to continue sucking blood. Suddenly, I realized that it was you. Fortunately, I didn't do it. ah."

The blood-drinking sword master spoke again, his voice trembling.

Last time in the mausoleum of the Eastern Wasteland, Ye Nan released a trace of the sacred aura of the ancient sword fairy Li Taibai. After he sensed it, his face changed drastically.

Even though he is an old monster who has survived to the present in ancient times, he is only an existence in the Martial Emperor Realm, far away from the Holy Realm!

Under the holy land are all ants.

Ye Nan probably only needs one thought to kill him.

In the face of this overwhelming strength, he had no choice but to admit defeat, and he could only admit defeat.

Ye Nan suddenly remembered something at this time, and said with a light smile: "By the way, Blood Drinking Sword Master, you are famous outside, and you actually scared the two Kuzens into fear, and kept guarding the mouth of the well, lest other people sneak in. Send to death."

"They?" A look of disdain flashed in the corner of the blood-drinking sword master's eyes, and he said disdainfully: "It's just a group of ants from later generations, and they don't even have the qualifications to carry shoes for this old man."

Ye Nan smiled, spread his hands and said, "Isn't it the same when you are in front of me?"

The blood-drinking sword master suddenly realized something, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, if you have something to say, please express it clearly."

Ye Nandao: "Tell me where the real tomb is, or I will wipe you out."

"This..." The blood-drinking sword master's heart trembled, he was silent for a while, and said: "Your Excellency, I can only tell you that the real tomb is in the Central Plains."

"Oh?" Ye Nan raised his eyebrows.

The blood-drinking sword master trembled violently, and hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, it's not that I don't want to say it, but that there are other secrets..."

"Is there anything hidden that can't be said?" Ye Nan put his right hand on the Ziyun Sword's scabbard, "Just like what you said to me just now, speak up."

The blood-drinking sword master fell silent.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "Your Excellency, you are embarrassing me. I can only tell you that there is a prison in my body. If I say so, the prison will explode immediately. At that time, I will die." remove."

"Ok."

Ye Nan didn't press any more, and took his wrist away from the scabbard.

"Then I will go to the Central Plains."

His mentality is very good.

Originally, Ye Nan was still scheming in his mind, thinking that the mausoleum in Xizhou must be fake.

I have already been to the Eastern Wilderness, so according to the method of exclusion, the only way to go is to go to the Northern Desert, Southern Xinjiang, and the Central Plains.

But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

The location of the real mausoleum has been locked, but the exact location is not known.

But that's enough detail.

"Thank you for your kindness." The blood-drinking sword master's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "I will give you a big gift when we meet next time."

After speaking, his figure disappeared.

Ye Nan raised his foot and walked through the wall, and saw that it was a stone room, full of ancient wildness.

After a quick scan, I saw that there was no treasure chest like the one in the Donghuang Houyi Mausoleum.

In its place, a quaint table.

The table seemed to be old and covered with a thick layer of dust, and there was nothing but dust.

"It turned out to be something like this."

Ye Nan glanced under the table, and at a glance, he saw a thick scripture book under the corner of the table.

He didn't waste too much time, and directly took the scripture in his hand.

"Heavy, very weighty!"

With a slight sigh, Ye Nan opened the scriptures, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Looking down, I saw dense black small characters written on it, with an ancient and clumsy atmosphere, and from time to time gushing out an almost regrettable coercion.

Just a scripture, there is coercion!

"Everyone who cultivates arrows should know the sufferings of the world. Yi shoots nine days, and all things come into being..."

Turning to the first page and reading it for a while, Ye Nan immediately realized that this is the inheritance of the Ancient Arrow Sage!
With one arrow shot, the head of a person can be taken hundreds of millions of miles away!

Ye Nan looked at it for a while, studied it a little, then snapped his fingers, ready to put it into the storage ring.

"Forget it, I'll use the sword, and let Wan'er learn it later."

He didn't intend to take the arrow repair route.

Without him.

How handsome holding a sword!
When it's okay, I can pretend to be better.

It's the same as bow and arrow, you have to find a place to get up first, and then kill others by surprise, it's so boring.

bang.

A soft sound suddenly interrupted Ye Nan's thoughts.

He suddenly realized that after he snapped his fingers just now, the scripture hadn't been put into the ring.

what's the situation?
He checked it out, and after a while, he finally figured out what was going on.

He sensed that the weight of this book was a full [-] catties!

If he hadn't been a strong man in the holy realm, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to pick up this book at all!
Although this storage ring has a good storage space, it cannot hold the weight of this book.

"What are you doing, can't I take you away?"

Ye Nan complained, and put it directly into the Qiankun bag.

This is all right, the moment the Qiankun bag is raised.

The book was shrunk countless times on the spot, until it became as big as a knuckle, and was put into the Qiankun bag with a squeak.

"That's all very well."

Thinking of Sikong Zhen, Ye Nan couldn't help but smirk.

……

After a while, outside the mausoleum, Langya Mountain.

Hai Shikuchan and Karma Shikuchan sat facing each other.

"Ye Shi, six hours have passed, he should not be able to come out."

"It makes sense, it is likely to be the same as the few disciples who sneaked in before."

After saying this, the two sighed slightly, then closed their eyes and continued to sit dry.

But at this time.

Boom! ! !

There was a deafening explosion.

There was a bang on the lid of the wellhead, and someone kicked it hard from inside and kicked it into the sky.

"Wh...what!"

Ye Shikuchan's body trembled in disbelief.

Did he come out?

Just thought of this.

The manhole cover fell heavily on the ground, and there was a violent explosion, and it fell to pieces.

Ye Nan appeared by the well, looked at the shocked Ye Shi Hai Shi, and said with a faint smile, "Seniors, we meet again."

Hai Shi Ye Shi looked at each other, bowed hurriedly, and respectfully said: "Your Excellency, the one who has achieved the best is the first. If you can come out of this tomb intact, we both have to call you senior, can you Don't go the other way, you'll make me wait."

It's not that the two of them have never been in the tomb before.

300 years ago, the two of them practiced the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle to the level of Dacheng, and then they dared to break into the mausoleum.