Around the mountain, the monks were eagerly waiting for the tomb to open. In the air, young talents from various factions were waiting in silence.
When the sun passed, a group of people came from the direction of Qinglin City, their flags were fluttering, and their armor was dazzling. Nearly a hundred soldiers sat down on red-blooded dragon horses, clouds formed under their feet, and they ran across the void.
A jade-colored chariot from the soldier Gong Wei came at high speed and stopped in the air.
Not long after, a middle-aged man stepped out of the chariot. He had black hair like ink and sparkling eyes. He was dressed in azure brocade clothes and had a jade belt around his waist. He had a murderous aura around him, which made people feel cold. From this point of view, this must be a man of hundreds of battles among thousands of troops.
The person who came was Song Yingfeng, the lord of Qinglin City. His cultivation was unfathomable, standing in the void, intimidating all directions.
As soon as Song Yingfeng arrived, the elders from various forces came forward to pay tribute.
The sect is gone, and the dynasty is in charge of the world. Coming to this world, even if Song Yingfeng is not as powerful as these old men, he should still make the decision, because behind him is the Daqian Dynasty.
Song Yingfeng spoke to everyone: "All the elders of the Immortal Sect have concluded that the big tomb here is the burial place of Qingpeng, the great demon of the Hedao Realm. The dangers in it are unfathomable. We must gather all our strength and we can only make Lingxu Monks at level 1 and below can enter it. Everyone present, with suitable cultivation level, can enter to seek opportunities. The formation has been opened. I wish you all good luck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large formation shook at the foot of the mountain, and a chaotic door appeared out of thin air. If you step through it, you can enter the tomb. It's just that the tombs of powerful people in the Hedao realm are so dangerous that they cannot be described.
The young leaders of the major forces did not set out, but some bold cultivators took the lead and entered the Chaos Gate.
Wealth and honor are sought in danger, and casual cultivators do not have the protection of a sect, so they have to rely on their own hard work. If they want to improve their realm, they have to risk their lives to get a chance.
Someone took the lead, and the casual cultivators entered one after another, including Wentian Zong Wen Shiliu and others. On the other hand, those powerful people were watching with cold eyes.
Xu Hong smiled slightly and said to Ye Ling: "These people are unconscious and are being treated as pathfinders and pawns. If my prediction is correct, it is more dangerous than imagined!"
Ye Ling had some scruples, so he picked up Xu Hong and left, going to a distant mountain top to watch from a distance.
Xu Hong said in confusion: "Even if we don't go in, there's no need to run out so far, right?"
Ye Ling said: "Do you think this Qingpeng Great Sage is of the Qingpeng lineage of the demon clan?"
Xu Hong nodded and replied, "Exactly. This Qingpeng Great Sage is the fastest person in Qingpeng's lineage to achieve the Hedao realm. After only five thousand years of hard training, he became a demon saint and passed away ten thousand years ago, leaving behind endless Legends and treasures.”
"That's it," Ye Ling replied: "I was reading the classics in the sect, and I also noticed that the Qingpeng lineage of the demon clan is still powerful today. It is said that there is a powerful Mingwei realm in charge, this Qingpeng demon How could the Qingpeng clan ignore the birth of Sheng's tomb?"
When Xu Hong heard this, he was shocked and said: "You mean... the Qingpeng clan should send people here?"
"I'm afraid a big battle is inevitable!"
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There are also many shrewd people among the casual cultivators. Seeing that the powerful people have not left, they do not dare to enter rashly and stand still and watch.
After a long time, Duan Hanzhang of Yuxuan Palace smiled and said to everyone: "It's almost time, it's time for you and me to go in!"
"What Donor Duan said is true," Monk Nianxin clasped his hands together and showed compassion on his face: "I hope that everyone can escape their hardships and return to the bliss of the West as soon as possible, Amitabha!"
As a result, the disciples from various powerful sects entered the Taoist sect and entered the tomb one after another.
The remaining casual cultivators who were suspicious at first were completely relieved and entered.
Outside the mountains, only Song Yingfeng, the lord of Qinglin City, and the elders of other powerful families were left, protecting the law and keeping watch, and everything was peaceful.
On the top of the mountain in the distance, Xu Hong said: "It's nothing wrong. Are you being too careful, Ye Zi?"
Although the tomb of the demon saint in the Hedao Realm is extremely dangerous, the opportunity hidden in it is absolutely shocking. Therefore, Xu Hong is also greedy and wants to try his luck in it.
A man is capable of bending and stretching. Ye Ling is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he is willing to seek value and not value. The situation is still unclear. If you follow the trend rashly, you may lose everything.
Therefore, Ye Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and said, "Brother Xu, don't be impatient. Just wait and see. If nothing happens, it means you and I don't have this opportunity, so we can just look for another place."
Xu Hong sighed and looked elsewhere? It sounds easy to say, but this tomb of the Demon Saint of the Hedao Realm is something you can only meet but cannot seek. If you miss this opportunity, you may never have the chance to meet again in your life.
However, Xu Hong felt a little ashamed when he saw Ye Ling's calm and calm look.
Taoism is natural, there are times in life that must be fulfilled, and there is no time in life, don't force it. In comparison, Xu Hong seems immature and impatient.
After a long time, Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming!"
Ye Ling's spiritual consciousness is powerful, far superior to people in the same realm, and even Xu Hongqing's cultivation in the Nether Realm is not as good as it.
The two of them raised their eyes and saw dozens of figures rushing toward them in the distance, with demonic auras soaring into the sky, high realms, and profound cultivation.
Xu Hong's eyes widened and he said in shock: "Zi Zi, I have finally convinced you. The demon clan has indeed taken action, and the people who come are not just ordinary people!"
Ye Ling's eyes flickered, and the wooden sword in front of his knees kept trembling, threatening to shoot out of the air.
Around the mountain, the powerful elders of various families showed their power, and the rays of light shone brightly.
Song Yingfeng holds a jade seal in his hand. The jade seal of the city lord is connected to the heaven and earth here, and can activate the power of the great road, which is very powerful.
The uninvited guests were all members of the demon clan, and the leader was a man in green clothes with dark hair and a domineering spirit. There is a faint shadow of a green roc behind him, roaring proudly into the sky.
This is the Dharma Elephant Heaven and Earth that only exists in the Celestial Elephant Realm. It is clearly from the lineage of Qingpeng, a great demon in the Celestial Elephant Realm.
All the demon cultivators around them are very powerful. Most of them are in the Immortal Realm and Yingchong Realm. They are much stronger than the human cultivators present.
Such a landscape is rare among the dynasties. The human race and the demon race were once at odds with each other. Later, they eased slightly, but they did not have much contact with each other.
The dynasty's territory is owned by the human race, and among them there are few monsters with strong cultivation, most of them are below the Yingchong realm. However, those who are strong in hiding cannot be counted. After all, when this realm reaches a certain level, even the laws of heaven and earth can be controlled in the palm of your hand, let alone some unquestionable agreements between the two clans.
Song Yingfeng danced in his robe and asked in a cold voice: "In the territory of the Daqian Dynasty, you are waiting for the demon tribe to swagger through the city. Are you here to seek death?"
The leader of the Celestial Realm Peng King smiled and said: "This is the tomb of the ancestors of our Qingpeng clan. How can we allow humble humans like you to disturb us? Hurry up and retreat, otherwise don't blame me for going on a killing spree today!"
"presumptuous!"
Song Yingfeng couldn't help but explain, the city lord's seal in his hand shot out with great rays of light, and the power of heaven and earth gathered in it. The seal came out from his hand, the size of a mountain, and suppressed it with supreme power, intending to kill all the monsters present.
"Little tricks!"
The Qingpeng Demon King shouted loudly, and the phantom of the Qingpeng behind him gradually solidified. It was a hundred feet in size, and it was so powerful that it collided with the big seal. In an instant, the void tore apart, the ground shook, and the surrounding monks all dodged. Go to avoid being affected.
The air waves spread out and swept around. Even Ye Ling and Xu Hong who were on the mountain in the distance hurriedly hid on the shady slope behind the mountain, not daring to watch anymore.
Only monks in their realm can participate in the actions of powerful people in the celestial realm, and even watching may lead to death.
After the dust settled, the city lord's seal dimmed and flew back. Song Yingfeng also fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Song Yingfeng was not at the Ying Chong Realm. Even though he borrowed the Great Seal of the City Lord to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, he could not compete with the power of the Celestial Phantasm Realm.
Qingpeng Demon King laughed loudly: "You want to stop me? What a joke!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingpeng Demon King struck out with a palm. The palm prints were shocking and the Dao rhymes were vertical and horizontal!
Several sect elders joined forces to do something, and the supreme Taoism was running wildly. With the help of the five elements of thick earth, fierce fire, green wood, pure water, and black gold, they were able to dissolve the power of this palm.
And these elders also had their dantians shaken, their energy and blood flowing backwards, and they suffered serious injuries.
The Qingpeng Demon King looked coldly at the formation around the mountain, swung a fist, and punched out with demonic power. The formation patterns of the formation suddenly shattered, and a dozen old Taoist priests who were running the formation flew out, and were deeply affected by the formation's backlash. Seriously injured.
The entire mountain shook, and the forbidden inscriptions on it once again showed their power, without a single stone falling. And the chaotic gate also disappeared.
As a result, the people who had just entered the tomb had no way out, and they wondered whether they could escape smoothly.
Zhang Taiqing gritted his teeth in mid-air and shouted: "Qingpeng Demon King, do you want to make enemies of our sects in the Eastern Region? If I, the young master of Yuxuan Palace, make any mistakes, I will definitely not let your Qingpeng clan go!"
Qingpeng Demon King laughed loudly: "So what if you Yuxuan Palace? We, the Ten Thousand Beast Alliance, have never been afraid of you and other humans! All fellow demon clan members, kill all these noisy wastes, so that we can start our clan's first Holy tomb!”
