Top Master

However, Zhao Quan was still very angry. He was especially cautious about this matter because he found out that the Spiritual Vein in the ancient tomb had been broken by someone.    

He had already set up the formation and Zhan Qingwu had already hidden herself. How did the other party find out?    

He didn't know, but Zhao Quan knew which direction the Spiritual Force was missing.    

The hidden state was created by Zhan Qingwu, so he naturally had to bring Zhan Qingwu along to take a look.    

Therefore, the moment he discovered this matter, Zhao Quan called Zhan Qingwu to leave and headed towards the direction of the incident.    

However, there was one thing that he had to mention, and that was a light boat that Zhao Quan had refined during this period of time.    

The light boat was naturally not the kind of bamboo raft used in the river, even though its appearance was indeed quite similar. This light boat was filled with flying spirit energy. Zhao Quan carved a flight type formation inside. As long as he threw the Spirit Crystal inside, he could fly quickly. His speed was much faster than a cultivator flying by themselves. This way, Zhao Quan would have enough time to cultivate on the flying spiritual energy. This would save him a lot of time.    

Sitting on the flying spiritual weapon, Zhan Qingwu curiously touched the place and touched it. In the end, she couldn't help but sigh, "You are really a genius!"    

"There is no flying spiritual weapon on our side, but you have already developed it. You are really amazing."    

Zhao Quan did not feel that he was anything amazing. "That's because their foundation is poor. Refining a spirit weapon requires half a year of rest. How bad is their foundation? It can be said that they can't refine ordinary weapons. How can they have the time to think about new ones?"    

This thing had the same principle as a factory. If this one was already in short supply, who would still research and develop a new type?    

In Zhao Quan's opinion, this was what the Ancient Clans was like. However, he was too lazy to think about the Ancient Clans.    

Now, his ambition was even greater. It was just like the scenery that the eagle saw. It was not something that the crickets in the grass could see.    

With Zhan Qingwu in tow, Zhao Quan allowed his flying spirit artifact to run at full speed, and in the end, he arrived at the place where the corner of the wall was' dug '.    

After following Zhan Qingwu down, Zhao Quan put away the flying spirit energy and followed Zhan Qingwu into the ancient tomb's Spiritual Vein.    

Not long after entering, Zhao Quan saw a strange looking old man.    

This old man was wearing strange clothes. How should he put it? Ancient clothes didn't look like ancient clothes, and modern clothes couldn't be said to be modern clothes either. In any case, it wasn't the same.    

This kind of inconsistent clothing made Zhao Quan look at Zhan Qingwu in surprise. Zhan Qingwu was even more surprised than him, but she seemed to know something. Her eyes were gradually filled with panic. "You are... You are... an ancient person?!"    

How ancient was an ancient person? Zhao Quan did not understand what Zhan Qingwu meant, but it seemed like the old man did not understand either.    

His eyes were very chaotic as he muttered softly, "What is the ancient people? What is an ancient person?"    

He looked very conflicted as he sat beside the Spiritual Vein, scratching his hair with both hands, trying to figure out what the ancient people were.    

Next to him was the corpse of a cultivator. It was the corpse of an ancient race cultivator, and it had died a miserable death.    

Zhan Qingwu didn't stay any longer. She dragged Zhao Quan and walked outside. "Let's talk after we get out of here!"    

Zhan Qingwu was very serious. Zhao Quan did not say anything and followed her out. The old man did not stop them.    

After they arrived outside, Zhan Qingwu spoke without even needing Zhao Quan to ask.    

"Ancient people... Let me tell you this. Those tomb owners are ancient people. The way they dressed back then was just like that old man. " It was like that, that's why I thought he was an ancient person. "    

Zhao Quan suddenly understood. So it turned out to be such an ancient person. But where did this ancient person come from? Could it be that the tomb master was revived?    

When Zhao Quan asked this, Zhan Qingwu shook her head, "Impossible. If the tomb master was revived, why would the Spiritual Vein still be there? The Spiritual Vein should have been removed. If he really is an ancient person, his current cultivation should be around the same as the heaven and earth. "    

"He doesn't even need to have a good aptitude. If he let the pig live with countless thoughts, it will also become a spirit, let alone a cultivator. But what about him? From his eyes, it could be seen that... "His eyes are somewhat dull, as if he has lost his memory."    

"That's why I'm not even sure. Is he really an ancient person? And where did he come from? "    

"Oh," Zhao Quan said. He looked forward to Zhan Qingwu continuing, but Zhan Qingwu did not say anything.    

So Zhao Quan asked her, "That's it?"    

Zhan Qingwu nodded. "Ah, that's it?"    

Zhao Quan was speechless. "If you don't understand, you have to understand. If you don't understand, then you don't understand. Then in the future, wouldn't my Spiritual Vein be useless to anyone? "    

After saying that, Zhao Quan walked back into the Spiritual Vein. Zhan Qingwu was anxious and quickly pulled him from behind.    

"Aiya, I won't let you in because I want to tell you that the ancient people have very strong combat strength. We are definitely not a match for them. " Especially since he seems to be in a daze. If we were to make a move against him, then the consequences would be very difficult to imagine! "    

I'm sorry, perhaps her words were effective in persuading others, but persuading Zhao Quan would not work at all.    

Who was Zhao Quan? Zhao Quan was the existence that poked the butt of a tiger. Did he care about this?    

Of course, he wasn't acting willfully on the path of seeking death. He was also prepared for it.    

As long as he could survive, of course he didn't want to die. However, if this ancient person wanted to cripple his Spiritual Vein, then he would cripple his Spiritual Vein. What if he crippled something else? What if another group of ancient people appeared? The matter of the Ancient Clans had yet to be resolved, yet another ancient person had appeared. This was a terrible world!    

Zhao Quan once again entered the ancient tomb's Spiritual Vein, and found the ancient person who was still sitting on the ground.    

However, as soon as he appeared, the ancient person's eyes suddenly lit up with anger. He waved his hand and a sharp wind blade slashed towards Zhao Quan.    

The Psionic Skill of the wind blade was very simple. It could be said to be the lowest level Psionic Skill. However, this Psionic Skill was like a bullet shot out from a pistol. A simple bullet could only hurt a person. There was nothing else, but if it was shot out from the pistol, it would kill a person!    

And this was the Wind Blade that was swung out from the old man's hand. Even though Zhao Quan was strong enough, he could only barely dodge it.    

It could even be said that if he was any later, his body would have been split in half!    

No wonder Zhan Qingwu told him to stay away from the old man. This old man was a bit too strong!    

But what was even more terrifying was that the old man used even more wind blades. At first glance, it looked like transparent blades condensing in the air. In the next moment, they would pounce on Zhao Quan and cut him into pieces!    

Zhao Quan quickly used invisibility. After invisibility, the old man wouldn't see him, right?    

But strangely, wherever he dodged, the wind blades would aim at. It was basically locking onto him, even if he was invisible.    

In the face of absolute strength, any means were useless.    

The old man's anger became even more severe, "Sui Qiugu, you sinister villain, you actually conspired to imprison me. I'm going to kill you!!"    

Zhao Quan was stunned. Who was Sui Qiugu? He did not know him!    

He did not know, but there were people who knew him. Zhan Qingwu's voice sounded anxiously.    

"Senior, he is not from the Sui Autumn Valley. I know the Sui Autumn Valley. "I will bring you to kill him!"    

The countless wind blades that were originally aimed at Zhao Quan now all aimed at Zhan Qingwu and locked onto her.    

But after Zhan Qingwu made it clear that she wanted to bring this old man to kill Sui Qiugu, the old man removed the wind blades.    

After that, he roared confidently, "I'm not going. I can't beat him!"    

F * ck, you can't beat him. You were so angry just now that you wanted to kill him? Are you kidding me...