Chapter 237 Silver Armored Guard

Jin Heng asked indifferently: "Do you know the background of this thousand-year-old tomb?"

"The younger generation only knows one thing. There is a headless demon corpse deep in the tomb, with its strength comparable to that of a high-level. It was quiet before, but an unknown monk sneaked into it and woke up the terrifying demon corpse."

Old Ancestor Chu replied respectfully.

"What else do you know?"

There was a purple light in Jin Heng's pupils, and the invisible pressure of a high-level monk came to his face. The fatal crisis made the two ancestors tremble.

In this case, the two ancestors did not dare to lie at all.

"If you come back to Senior Jin, we are really powerless to do anything about this thousand-year tomb. A year ago, a fellow member of the Foundation Establishment Period entered and was buried here. After that, we ordered the children of the family not to enter this place without permission, and set up a ban at the entrance of the tomb, erected a stone tablet to warn outsiders. But unexpectedly, someone was brave enough to break in."

Old Ancestor Yang replied, with a few cold sweats on his forehead.

"It's so bold?" Jin Heng sneered: "That man is probably a high-level cultivator. After entering, he will inevitably alarm the headless demon corpse."

"Senior, what do you mean..." The two ancestors were surprised.

According to Jin Heng’s meaning, as long as he is a high-level monk, he will startle the headless demon corpse after entering the tomb.

"Hmph, this forbidden area of ​​the tomb of Ghost Corpse Mountain has been passed down for countless years, how could we not know?"

A few sarcasms were applied to Jin Heng's face.

Old Ancestor Yang and Old Ancestor Chu were shocked, and then they realized that they underestimated the vision of high-level monks.

High-level monks have vast supernatural powers, and they cannot guess the height they are at.

The existence of the Thousand-Year Tomb of the Ghost Corpse Mountain has not been hidden from these high-level monks, but for some reasons, they will not easily enter the tomb, and will turn a blind eye over time.

"I wonder Senior Jin, how powerful is the headless demon corpse? With your strength, can you deal with it?"

Old Ancestor Chu couldn't help asking curiously.

They also understand that with the other party's height and identity, they will not attack them for no reason.

"If I can deal with it, will Jin still stand here? But I know one thing, the strength of this thousand-year-old headless demon corpse has risen little by little after awakening. At the beginning, a high-level monk in the Jindan stage could barely compete with him for a moment, but if he was allowed to awaken one step closer, even the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage would have to retreat."

Jin Heng asked indifferently: "You two came early. Do you know how long the headless demon corpse has awakened?"

"At least one day and one night." Old Ancestor Yang said with no time to think.

"What? It's been one day and one night?" Jin Heng's expression changed when he heard this.

"Senior, what happened?"

The two ancestors were puzzled, and the four Foundation Establishment Cultivators behind Jin Heng also showed a strange look on their faces: What is the matter in this world that can change Jin Heng, a high-level cultivator, so much?

"It's really hard to imagine... In this way, the high-level monk who entered the tomb had fought with the headless demon corpse for a day and a night. Because the headless demon corpse would continue to fall asleep after killing or driving away the invading high-level monk."

Jin Heng looked in disbelief.

The two ancestors and the other four Foundation Establishment Masters in Wupan Mountain were all shocked.

Fighting with the headless demon corpse for a day and a night?

This is too terrifying. Isn’t the high-level monk entering the tomb the legendary old monster in the Nascent Soul stage?

If Yang Fan was here, he would definitely feel ridiculous and funny when he heard their speculations and conversations.

At this moment, he was still intact in the temple.

Outside the dark golden gate, the headless demon corpse was restless and wandering constantly in the tomb hall, as if he would never give up until Yang Fan was killed.

However, Yang Fan himself sat cross-legged on the side of the golden door with a calm face, his eyes closed, and an almost transparent hazy green light floated in front of him.

A touch of green light penetrated into the iron armored puppet in front of him.

Yang Fan was actually trying to refine the iron armored puppet in front of him.

This is simply bold.

There are sixteen iron armored puppets all over him. If there is any abnormal movement, it will be equivalent to igniting the anger of sixteen strong men in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

However, in fact, Yang Fan has successfully refined two iron armored puppets.

At this moment, he was refining the third iron armored puppet.

"I really didn't expect... these iron armored puppets can really be refined."

Yang Fan himself felt incredible.

When he first entered the temple, he was still frightened by the sound of these sixteen iron armored puppets.

However, since he came in, these puppets were dead objects and had no abnormal movement.

So, Yang Fan had such a bold idea.

"These are sixteen iron armored puppets, and their ground combat capabilities are comparable to those of the foundation building stage..."

Yang Fan was extremely excited. If he could have these iron armored puppets, he would have the power to fight against high-level monks in the future.

Two...three...four...

Yang Fan has the "Consecration of the Pure World Flame" in his hand and the refining speed is very fast.

Soon, he initially refined seven iron armored puppets.

Seven iron armored puppets are equivalent to the combat power of seven masters in the foundation-building stage.

How could Yang Fan not be excited?

Moreover, these iron-armored puppets themselves are also inlaid with spirit stones, so Yang Fan does not need to spend extra money.

Taking a deep breath, he began to refine the eighth iron armored puppet.

This time, the speed was a little faster, and Yang Fan successfully refined the eighth iron armored puppet.

In just one or two hours, he had eight of his own iron armored puppets.

Yang Fan stood up and looked at the other eight puppets that had not yet been refined.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a strange halo appeared on the row of iron armored puppets opposite, and a red light shone in their eyes.

"not good!"

Yang Fan noticed a slight change, and these iron-armored puppets that had not yet been refined actually developed an attack consciousness.

A fierce killing aura came.

Yang Fan felt a chill. He was not as arrogant as to compete with the eight Foundation Establishment Stage Powerful Ones with his own strength.

Swish!

The silver light of Xiangyun boots under her feet trembled, and Yang Fan disappeared from the spot and moved to the air ten feet away.

Puff! Puff! Puff...

As soon as he moved out, the heavy long halberds in the hands of the eight iron-armored puppets waved over, and a low whistling sound of breaking through the air came, and a stream of black demonic aura broke through the air with their attacks.

Bang bang bang bang!

These attacks hit the eight iron-armored guards on the opposite side.

"superior!"

Yang Fan had a thought, and the eight iron armored puppets that had just been refined came forward and attacked the iron armored puppets opposite.

Ding Ding! Bang bang!

Suddenly, there were constant noises of fighting in the temple, and the demonic energy was everywhere, and the battle scene was quite chaotic.

"It won't work if this continues..."

Yang Fan showed a deep thought on his face. If they were allowed to attack, they would probably end up dying together.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had two talismans in his hand and manipulated his eight iron armored guards to retreat quickly.

Whoosh!

Two talismans broke through the air and a blue cold light flashed through it.

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, two phantom icebergs fell from the sky, with great momentum, and the powerful ice and cold mist immediately frozen the area.

Hissing ~

The eight puppets on the opposite side suddenly condensed a layer of frost on the iron armor, and they were stiff in place for a moment, and their movements were more than half slowed down.

Yang Fan just sacrificed the third-level talisman "Bingyun Huanshan", which he bought at the last time at the auction and is of great value.

As he expected, the third-level talisman was not enough to damage the iron-armored puppets that were good at defense, but Yang Fan's goal had already been achieved.

Then, Yang Fan operated his iron armored guards to attack. The puppets on the opposite side were condensed by frost, and their attack speed and movement speed were greatly reduced. They were immediately beaten to no aggression.

"After all, it's a dead thing..."

Yang Fan showed a sarcastic look on his face.
To be continued...