After killing Xuanyuan Kai, Chen Ping jumped away and walked towards the two martial masters of Xuanyuan's family.

The two Xuanyuan family Wuzong masters saw that their young master was killed, and Chen Ping rushed over, so they turned their heads and wanted to run away.

It's a pity that they ran too late, and I saw Chen Ping's palms glowing with golden light, and the terrifying spiritual power was surrounded by his hands.

The two Wu Zongs of Xuanyuan's family were directly beheaded by Chen Ping in this way, without the slightest drag.

At this time, Long Xiao and Dong Jiahao were separated. Looking at Xuanyuan Kai who was beheaded, Long Xiao's face became extremely ugly.

He never imagined that Chen Ping's injury was so severe that he seemed to have fully recovered in such a short period of time.

"Chen Ping, are you alright?" Dong Jiahao asked in surprise when he saw that Chen Ping's seriously injured body was completely fine now.

"It's okay!" Chen Ping said with a slight smile.

"That's great, this grandson wants to take this painting away while you are seriously injured, but you finally got in this tomb, how can you let this grandson pick it up cheaply!"

Dong Jiahao pointed at Long Xiao and scolded his grandson.

"Dong Jiahao, keep your fucking mouth clean. This is a trial of our Martial Arts Alliance. It has something to do with you. The rules of our trial are like this."

Long Xiao glared at Dong Jiahao and roared loudly.

Chen Ping looked at Long Xiao and said in a cold voice, "Okay, since the rules are like this, then I'll take the painting away now..."

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he stepped forward and took down the 90,000-mile map of mountains and rivers.

Seeing Chen Ping take off the painting, Long Xiao's face became very ugly, but now their strength is obviously no match for Chen Ping, Long Xiao never thought that Dong Jiahao would break the rules and directly help Chen Ping.

"Chen Ping, you'd better give me the painting, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get out of the ancient tomb."

Long Xiao looked at Chen Ping fiercely, his eyes were full of anger.

"If you have the skills, come over and take the painting away!"

Chen Ping stretched out the painting, but Long Xiao didn't dare to pick it up.

"You have a seed, you wait for me..."

After Long Xiao finished speaking, he walked out of the tomb with his own people.

"Chen Ping, you have to be careful, the guys from the Kyoto Martial Arts Alliance are all careful, and they will pay for it!"

Dong Jiahao told Chen Ping.

"Thank you, Brother Dong, I will pay attention to it myself!"

Chen Ping smiled slightly.

"You said that such a big tomb and such a powerful magic circle, is it just for this painting? This is too strange. Will there be other tomb passages in this tomb?"

Dong Jiahao said very puzzled.

In this tomb, there is only one painting and nothing. Since it is an ancient tomb, there must be a coffin.

Dong Jiahao not only groped around the walls, but did not find any tomb passages.

Chen Ping also felt that something was not right. If it was just to place this painting, why build such a large mausoleum, there must be something hidden, and they didn't find it.

Chen Ping also searched along the tomb, but could not find any mechanism, but when Chen Ping touched a wall of the tomb, he felt a slight vibration.

Chen Ping pressed his ear tightly against the wall, and listened carefully, as if he heard the sound of running water behind the wall.

"Brother Dong, can you hear the sound of running water?"

Chen Ping asked.

"The sound of running water?" Dong Jiahao was stunned for a moment, and put his ear against the wall, then shook his head: "I can't hear anything!"

Chen Ping frowned slightly, his hearing was different from ordinary people, and it was normal that others could not hear the sounds he heard.

Looking at the wall made of bluestone, Chen Ping suddenly punched out. JrNovels.com