The first rich son-in-law

Jiang Beichen's eyes trembled as he watched Feng Qingyang, a despicable villain, put on the golden mask.

The golden mask shone like a mask, melting onto Feng Qingyang's face.

Oh oh oh!
For a moment, the tomb room was full of wind, as if all the dust was rolled up, forming a tornado around his body.

And Feng Qingyang's temperament is also constantly rising.

It was just a master's cultivation level just now, but in an instant, it seemed to inflate a hundred times, as if possessing a kind of supreme majesty that transcends everything.

"Holy Realm?" Jiang Beichen's eyes flickered.

He could see that this mask was a treasure, and after wearing it, his cultivation could increase dramatically.

But this is too outrageous, a fledgling grandmaster actually directly crossed countless moats and became a saint directly!
Incredible.

"Hahaha! I, Feng Qingyang, from today onwards, I have become a saint and will rule the world, hahahahaha! Ahhahaha!"

Feng Qingyang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Woohoo!

But at this moment, another strange cold wind rolled out from the coffin without warning, and blew directly towards Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang's body trembled violently, his whole body instantly became a little stiff, and his temperament also changed.

An ancient, vicissitudes of life burst out instantly, and his eyes turned into a red color.

It was as if he had completely changed himself!
"O Gulababa, Baba Gulasa, Sabi Guracha!"

An obscure and ancient language was slowly transmitted from under the mask, as if carrying a mysterious artistic conception.

boom!
And at this moment, the battle outside was drawing to a close.

A delicate body suddenly flew in from the outside and hit the ground.

Obviously Mesa.

Immediately afterwards, the woman in ancient costume also walked in slowly.

And after seeing Feng Qingyang with the golden mask on his face, he bowed down respectfully.Clasp the left chest with hands, expressing surrender and worship.

"Meisa, are you alright?" Jiang Beichen hurried over to help Mesa up.

Meisha shook her head, looking at Feng Qingyang floating in mid-air with flickering eyes.

"I didn't expect this King of Dian to be so scheming! He actually sealed his soul and skills in a golden mask and coffin! Once someone puts on the mask, he will seize it!"

"This kid has been taken away by the King of Dian now, and the old man of the Dian King has been resurrected!" Meisha's tone trembled slightly.

Jiang Beichen nodded with a serious expression on his face.

"I also miscalculated. I didn't expect that this old man, the King of Dian, had already cultivated martial arts to the peak before he was alive! Now that you and I are in the state, I'm afraid we won't be his opponent!" Jiang Beichen's tone was a little dignified.

A king of Dian is still invincible, let alone this woman in ancient clothes, her cultivation level is equally terrifying!
"Let's withdraw first, or it will be too late!" Meisha quickly suggested.

Nothing can be done, so we can only withdraw first and make a long-term plan.

Jiang Beichen shook his head, his eyes flickered and said: "I have already been cursed, without the Dragon Ball, I will die, why not fight!"

As Jiang Beichen said, the true energy in his body began to agitate slowly, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, he clearly felt that there was a mysterious aura coming from somewhere in the tomb.

As if calling him!
It was the breath of Xuanming soil. If he sensed it correctly, the seventh piece of parchment was in this tomb!

The clues to the nine lives are all tied to the parchment, how can he let it go easily!

Meisha shook her head, "Why are you in a hurry? Just think of a solution after you get out, it's not like there's no chance!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head resolutely, "Now the old man's skill has not fully recovered, and there is still a chance to sneak attack him at this moment. If I am not mistaken, his cultivation level before his death has approached the peak of martial arts. If he does not make a move now, he will want to attack him in the future." It's not easy to pick him up!"

If he didn't have Dao Ji's injury, he would definitely not take the risk.

But in the future, he is not sure, his injury can no longer be delayed, and under the changing situation, it may be difficult for him to defeat this old rice dumpling.

Moreover, this old guy has the ambition to compete in the Central Plains, and his obsession is very deep. If he is released, who knows what kind of life will be ruined.

No matter from which aspect, he must not be allowed to live comfortably today!

"kill!!"

Jiang Beichen's eyes instantly burst into high-spirited fighting spirit, and he slapped the ground straight up, his figure turned into a big sword, and slashed at Feng Qingyang who was laughing wildly!
"Damn it! You risk your life for your money, don't you!" Mei Sha was so angry that her face was ashen, but now the two are grasshoppers on the same rope, so they had to rush forward together.

brush!
And just as they were acting, the woman in the ancient costume obviously sensed it, and immediately got up and started to stop them.

"I'll stop this woman for you, you go and deal with the old man of the Dian king!" Meisha couldn't help shouting wildly, and immediately acted first, sweeping her legs at the woman in ancient clothes.

The woman in the ancient costume was calm, her pale mouth curled up slightly, and her figure disappeared immediately.

Mesa immediately became vigilant.Standing in place, he kept scanning.

At this time, Jiang Beichen had already attacked Feng Qingyang.

Behind the mask is a pair of scarlet eyes, with disdain and mockery.

Seeing Jiang Beichen getting closer and closer to him, in the next second, he shot like lightning, and a big hand firmly grabbed Jiang Beichen's ankle!