Chapter 1990 Breaking the Formation, Holy Tomb

"Fang Yang, look, has this mural changed again?"

Lu Ping had a solemn look on his face and pointed at the mural.

"Has it changed again?"

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows sharply and looked attentively, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

As expected, the saints in the mural were originally close to the two, but at this time, they distanced themselves again.

Not only that, the murderous intention in the mural was much weaker.

"Hiss... Such a weird mural, it would be great if it could be demolished!"

Lu Ping sighed softly. What bothered him the most was these formations. In comparison, he would rather fight with real people.

"Wait a minute!"

After hearing Lu Ping's words, a sudden thought flashed through Fang Yang's mind, and his eyes were fixed on the content on the mural.

"The murals... It is because of the murals that we fell into the illusion array. For the same reason, if we want to get out of the illusion array, we must start from the murals!"

Fang Yang said in a deep voice: "What is the weirdest thing among these murals?"

"..."

Hearing this, Lu Ping thought about it carefully and suddenly said: "Holy Ancestor! It seems that the Holy Ancestor can travel through the murals!"

"good!"

Fang Yang said in a deep voice: "If I'm not wrong, as long as you enter the mural and kill the Holy Ancestor, you can break this illusion array!"

"Otherwise, you will always have to stay in this illusion formation!"

"In other words, we have to enter the mural again?"

Lu Ping frowned slightly. When he thought of the terrifying murderous intention of the Holy Ancestor just now, he was frightened and did not dare to enter the mural again.

"Fang Yang, that mural is the home court of the Holy Ancestor! If we go in hastily, will we be his opponents?"

"Why go into the mural?"

Fang Yang raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "Since we are still in the illusion formation now, what difference does it make if we can't enter the mural?"

"You mean to directly destroy the murals and force the Holy Ancestor out?"

Lu Ping raised his eyebrows.

"good!"

"There are treasures in Kunlun Mountain that can break the formation. I believe you have them too!"

Fang Yang looked at Lu Ping.

Lu Ping smiled slightly, took out a ball-like object from his pocket with his right hand, took a deep breath, and smashed it directly towards the mural.

"Back off!"

At the same time, Lu Ping retreated and quickly distanced himself from the mural.

Seeing this, Fang Yang quickly retreated. The next moment, a surging explosion sounded, and a strong wind swept out, filling the entire passage.

Fang Yang and Lu Ping quickly looked at the mural, only to see that the wall shattered and all the murals on it turned into fragments.

However, the Saint Ancestor who was supposed to be in that area ran to another area, his eyes filled with anger.

"Sure enough, there is a ghost in this Saint Ancestor mural!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Yang and Lu Ping strengthened their previous ideas.

Lu Ping waved his right hand, and several more balls flew out and were thrown towards the wall.

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment, the sound of explosions continued to sound, and the murals on both sides of the passage were shattered one after another. The portrait of the Holy Ancestor was like a mouse, constantly escaping.

Not long after, only the last mural remained in the entire passage. In it, the eyes of the Holy Ancestor were full of anger.

"Hey, that's it!"

The corner of Lu Ping's mouth curled up, and his heart was filled with anger. He was almost killed in the mural just now, and he must avenge this!

"Do it!"

As the words fell, a ball was thrown out again and hit the wall.

"boom!"

The wall exploded, and instantly, there were no more murals in the entire passage.

"Ahhh!"

A shrill scream sounded, and a black cloud emerged, appearing in front of Fang Yang and Lu Ping.

"Damn it, you bastards actually cracked the Thousand Killing Illusion Array!"

"hehe……"

Fang Yang sneered and asked abruptly: "Are you the soul of the Holy Ancestor?"

"No...if it is a dead soul, it will not be sealed in the illusion array!"

Fang Yang grinned and said, "It's just a bunch of obsessions. How dare you run rampant here?"

"Is this just an obsession, not a soul?"

Hearing this, Lu Ping couldn't help but be surprised. Just now, he almost thought that the black energy was the soul of the Holy Ancestor, and he wanted to imprison it to see if he could get some information about the Holy Ancestor's treasure. Now it seems, There is no hope.

After all, obsession does not possess memories.

"Damn you boy, I'm going to tear you apart!"

"How dare you look down on me!"

Seemingly irritated by Fang Yang's disdain, the black energy became furious and turned into a huge palm, waving its claws and grabbing Fang Yang and Lu Ping fiercely.

Lu Ping couldn't help being startled when he suddenly saw such a strange offensive, but Fang Yang shouted coldly: "You still dare to be cruel? You should die!"

After the words fell, Fang Yang used all his strength to activate the power of Feng Shui.

The power of Feng Shui is inherently related to Yin and Yang, and is quite effective in dealing with so-called obsessions and evil spirits.

"ah!"

Amid the shrill screams, the obsession was immediately purified by the power of Feng Shui and dissipated in the air.

As the obsession completely dissipated, Fang Yang and Lu Ping felt dizzy. When they opened their eyes again, they suddenly realized that the scene in front of them had returned to normal.

At this time, there were still murals on both sides of the passage. Every few feet, bronze figures stood like mountains.

"Huh, it shouldn't be a formation now, right?"

Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not anymore."

Fang Yang grinned and said, "The illusory formation just now is already powerful enough. If it weren't for good luck, I'm afraid we both would have been damaged in it."

"No matter how powerful the Holy Ancestor is, it is impossible to arrange a formation stronger than that. I believe that we have already broken through!"

Having said that, Fang Yang was not afraid at all and strode forward towards the palace gate not far away.

Seeing this, Lu Ping couldn't help but shook his head. Sometimes, Fang Yang was really confident, which surprised him.

Following quickly, Fang Yang and the two came to the end of the passage and looked at the door carefully.

Compared with the previous stone gate, the gate here is much more majestic and magnificent, and very grand.

But Fang Yang was still worried about whether there might be some mechanism involved, so he was quite cautious.

After looking at it for a moment, Fang Yang felt relieved that he didn't feel any special power fluctuations.

Reaching out to push open the stone door, the next moment, everything in the dormitory came into the eyes of Fang Yang and Lu Ping.

The dormitory hall is surrounded by empty stone walls, and in the middle is a square stone platform.

On the stone platform, there are coffins.

Slowly stepping into the dormitory, Fang Yang and Lu Ping first walked around the dormitory. After making sure that there was nothing, they turned to look at the stone platform.

There were stairs all around the stone platform. The two hesitated and stepped onto the stairs.

When they came to the stone platform, the coffin was also clearly visible to the two of them.

On both sides of the coffin, there are two jade lions that suppress evil.

Not far from the coffin, there is a throne, with two high platforms on both sides of the throne.

On the high platform, two toads looked at each other, one black and one white, flashing red and blue light.

"Isn't this a tomb? Why does it look so holy?"

Realizing this, Lu Ping couldn't help but asked in confusion.

"Holy..."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Fang Yang noticed something was wrong. This didn't seem to be a tomb!