Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

After he walked to the hut where Yang Mei was, he turned his head and nodded to him, and then turned to the grave bag that Yang Mei had looked at before.

Yang Mei was messed up by this person's eyes, and asked: Is this another person who knows the original body? He was all guarding the tomb, and he was still able to make so many people, he was a bit speechless about the original body for a while.

"Boom!"

A huge tree full of vitality appeared above the head of the burly man out of thin air, squeezing his hands slightly.

No accident, it exploded directly, and then countless vitality trickled out of the tree trunk and fell into the small and low grave.

"Good fellow, use the tree sap full of vitality to pour it hard. This person should not suffer such a big mouth even after he dies!"

The burly man seemed to have heard his words and said loudly, "Thank you, senior, for guarding this grave. Chen Zhan is grateful!"

He turned around and looked at the sneaky Yang Mei, not surprised, but said directly with his fists.

There was no information about Chen Zhan in Yang Mei's mind, so he nodded calmly. As a participant, he was raised by the curiosity of the two people who first appeared on the scene.

He stared at Chen Zhan, whose cultivation base was at the level of Heavenly Dao saints. Only the beginning of the game, two saints appeared. I don't know what will happen next?

What only made him strange was that when this person looked at the small grave bag, his eyes were obviously very unwilling. Why?

He didn't ask, otherwise he would have to be deduced again, how boring!

Chen Zhan didn't stay here for too long, and disappeared after saying goodbye to Yang Mei, leaving Daxian Yang Mei staring at the figure in the grave bag.

"It looks a bit similar to Chen Zhan, isn't it his brother?"

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He watched the endless vitality around him poured into this tomb bag, and the nourishment was absorbed by the people inside, and he murmured: "If you want to resurrect a person who has been dead for many years, you really dare to think about it. Is the person resurrected again still himself?"

Daxian Yang Mei has never tried to resurrect a person who has been dead for ten thousand years. If he wants to resurrect others, he directly finds out the imprint of the other party's existence in his own world, and then reshapes it.

But after entering the Divine Light Realm, it was discovered that someone actually wanted to resurrect a guy who had died ten thousand years ago. Is this idle?

"The souls are all gathered, it seems that we are well prepared!"

Daxian Yangmei glanced at the increasingly dark starry sky, turned around and entered the room, then fell asleep.

At this time, he wanted to thoroughly integrate his own spiritual thoughts into this hard body, otherwise his mind would be blank, and he didn't know whether the opponent had enmity with the original body or was old.

On the fifth floor of the Casting Temple, Ye Fan stared at Daxian Yang Mei who was asleep in amazement, and suddenly scratched his head.

"Does this guy know how to be anxious?"

"Yeah, I still have the mind to sleep, and I'm not afraid that the opponent will touch him in the middle of the night and kill him!"

Long Xiao looked at Great Immortal Yang Mei, speechless for a while, this old man had a big heart.

"What does that person mean when the time has come?"

Haotian thought of the words said by the existence in other time and space before.

"It should be a big change!"

Shenni's eyes flashed, staring at Haotian: "Otherwise, what is their layout? As the emperor of heaven, you should be able to smell something out of it!"

Haotian pursed his mouth, his eyes drooping, he didn't want to talk to Shenni. Although this guy looked a little foolish, he was actually very shrewd. The saint who knows the most about words and colors is none other than Shenni.

"Amitabha, the cemetery is filled with the aura of life and death. The two have reached a delicate balance. If the existence in the small grave survives, this balance will inevitably be broken. I am afraid that these remnants will Run out, all the creatures will be charred!"

Kong Xuan looked at the big day Tathagata, and began to roll his eyes wildly: "You do what you do, don't just talk about it!"

The other saints gave Kong Xuan a thumbs up directly, and he dared to do that. After changing to another person, Da Ri Tathagata was anxious to know.

Tathagata's face turned blue and white, and said: "Which saint are you on earth!"

"Guess!" Kong Xuan glanced at him and saw that the other man's blush and his neck were thick and his face was smiling like a flower.

"Huh!" The Tathagata knew that the other party had other intentions, but he had never done anything harmful to the Buddhist world. He chanted the Buddha's name and stopped speaking.

At the time when everyone was communicating, the cemetery with flying petals changed again.

That strange little grave was cracked at this moment, and a pair of pale hands protruded from the gap, pulled open the head of the grave, and got out of it.

The person who came out was a young man, with a dazed expression, tattered clothes, and staring around sluggishly, obviously because he had just recovered, he was a little confused about the current situation.

Observing the tombstones around him, he kept chanting the taboos on the tombstones.

The more he looked at his face, the more horrified he became. After looking at the tombstones one by one, as if something rang, he turned to look at the place where he had just come out.

At this moment, his hairs stood up and his breathing became short.

On the other side, Yang Mei sat in the room and felt the fluctuations around him, his figure flashed and appeared outside the room.

"Sure enough, it's resurrected!"

He wanted to see what kind of talent the existence of these people tried so hard to resurrect.

The eyes flashed by, and suddenly everything in the young man who crawled out of the grave was clearly seen by him, including Divine Soul, unable to escape his eyes of magic.

At this moment, in Yang Mei's eyes, the most striking thing is that there are two **** of light, one gold and one black, within the opponent's dantian, which seem to be asleep, making rhythms of the same frequency following the breathing of the youth.

He felt endless vitality and lifelessness from this golden-black light ball.

"Sure enough, for this person's resurrection, tens of thousands of souls were drained!"

Seeing that the young man said something he couldn't understand, Yang frowned and directly interpreted the other party's words with his spiritual knowledge.

"My name is Chennan, I am dead, but am I alive again?"

Yang Mei found his name from the fluctuating consciousness of the other party.

When he heard the other party's surname Chen, he was suddenly startled, "Chen Nan, Chen Zhan, how can it be possible to say that the two people have nothing to do with each other?"

He looked at Chen Nan with a blank face, and a bad idea appeared in his heart.

"Ahem!"

He deliberately made a noise to attract Chen Nan's attention.

Suddenly the other party was like a frightened roe deer, provoked in place and then turned and stared at him vigilantly.

He put on a kind look as much as possible, then waved his hand towards Chen Nan, motioning for him to come over.

Chen Nan hesitated for a moment, and saw that he was wrinkled, his face was peaceful, and he didn't look like the wicked and wicked person, and walked straight over.

"senior!"