"If it is really the entrance to the tomb of the Immortal Martial Supreme, it will be a huge opportunity. If it can defeat the strong men of an era, then the wealth he will leave behind will be huge."
At this time, the entrance to the whirlpool had already been blocked by the elite disciples of the Immortal and Demon Paths, and the leaders of the major sects gathered together to discuss the disposal of the suspected tomb of the Supreme Immortal Martial in front of them.
"The entrance to the whirlpool was found near my demon soil, so it should be handled by our demons. Why do you righteous people interfere with this?"
Zhao Yulong, the leader of Wuji Demon Sect, frowned and asked in a bad tone.
"You said it was near the Demonic Land, but in the final analysis it is not Demonic Land. Besides, even if it is Demonic Land, so what? Haven't your demonic followers come to my righteous realm to seize opportunities too many times?"
Tang Mutian, the leader of Xuantian Sect, snorted coldly and said coldly.
At this time, the entire conference hall broke into a fierce quarrel.
"Okay, since it is created by chance, everyone can use their own methods. Besides, the whirlpool has set up a barrier. Those who have broken through to the holy realm cannot enter. Just let the younger disciples of the sect enter."
Bai Shaoyang, the master of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, opened his eyes and exuded a terrifying pressure from all over his body, shocking everyone on the field to stop arguing.
After all, not long ago, the scene where Bai Shaoyang transformed into another person and entered the Ghost God Sect to establish rules was still vivid in his mind, and no one dared to get into trouble at this time.
"Fellow Daoist Bai is right. Since it's chance, let's just rely on our own methods." The leader of the Five Elements Sect echoed.
"Besides, the seal on the whirlpool can't be dissipated until noon tomorrow at the latest. No matter how urgent we are, we have to wait until noon tomorrow."
In the end, the immortals and demons finally reached an agreement, and at noon tomorrow, all major sect disciples would enter.
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At this time, Fatty Ding was standing anxiously outside the isolation area set up by the elite disciples of the Immortals and Demons. He was holding the Dragon-Seeking Jade Plate and wanted to contact Qin Changsheng, but he found that no matter how he contacted him, he could not. Contact Qin Changsheng.
Seeing the crowd that had gathered at this time, Fatty Ding anxiously jumped into the air, wanting to see if Qin Changsheng was among the crowd.
But just as it leaped into the air, law enforcement disciples from the immortal and demon realms rushed over, forcibly pulled it down, and warned that no one was allowed to fly in the air before the vortex opened.
Although Fatty Ding is stronger than the law enforcement disciples in front of him, he also knows that this is the rule set by the immortal and demon sects, so it is not convenient for him to have an attack.
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After Qin Changsheng entered the vortex with the useless big yellow dog, the suction force he imagined did not appear. Instead, he felt a broad road stepping on his feet from the vortex.
This should be the Shinto that the tomb owner built for himself, longing to lead to the divine realm and become a god.
Qin Changsheng murmured to himself, and the scene turned, and a man and a dog appeared at the door of a huge palace.
There is a golden vertical plaque inlaid with stars hanging above the gate of the palace, with the three characters of Star Palace written on it, and the three characters of Star Palace exude the power of the stars.
There are nine golden dragons painted around the plaque. Some are shaking their beards, some are teasing with pearls, and some are staring up, with different expressions and lifelike expressions.
"This should be the remains of the palace left by the Immortal Martial Supreme. I didn't expect that the dojo of a strong generation would be so magnificent. I always thought that the main hall of our Shaoqing Sword Sect was grand enough, but I didn't expect to see the Immortal Martial Supreme. The palace suddenly felt eclipsed."
Qin Changsheng stared at the magical ax in front of him.
"This should be the Xianwu Star Hall. Because I feel the breath of the treasure from this palace."
The shameless big yellow dog stared at the magnificent hall in front of him and said.
"You say this is a treasure? How can such a big palace defend itself against enemies? Could it be that you are hiding inside and can't come out?"
Qin Changsheng was a little surprised after hearing this. Palace treasure, never heard of it.
"If it is really the Xianwu Star Hall, then this is a legendary supreme Taoist weapon!"
The shabby big yellow dog said with excitement on his face as his mouth was dripping with laughter.
"Supreme Dao Weapon?"
Qin Changsheng was a little distracted. You must know that the supreme Taoist weapons basically exist in legends. There seems to be no one in the entire Shaoqing Sword Sect. No, it should be said that there is no one in the entire inner world.
If this is known to the outside world, if the war between immortals and demons does not start, Qin Changsheng will change his name to Changqin.
However, Qin Changsheng soon calmed down and was not tempted by the supreme Taoist weapon in front of him.
A mere supreme Taoist tool is indeed very tempting, but it is still just a foreign object. If you can get it, it would be great to assist you on your path to becoming a strong person. But if you don't have a chance with you, you only need to strengthen yourself, even if you don't have this supreme weapon. Taoist tools can also control the world.
Thinking of this, Qin Changsheng's eyes became clear, and his attitude towards the Xianwu Star Hall in front of him also changed 180 degrees. From the initial shock and greed, to the current indifference.
The level and speed of this transformation made the stupid big yellow dog couldn't help but praise him in his heart. The Taoist heart is so hard, uninterrupted by any external factors, and has extraordinary talent. This son is really the son of heaven.
"This Immortal Martial Star Hall is just an unexpected surprise for me. Our main purpose this time is to fight against the Holy Law and the Panwu Immortal Technique."
Qin Changsheng's eyes sparkled and he spoke. Then he pushed open the palace door that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years and stepped in. Seeing this, the shameless big yellow dog immediately followed him without lingering outside.
After entering the main hall, a strong pressure swept through his body. Qin Changsheng fell to his knees without paying attention and was almost suppressed.
My four stages of combat consciousness didn't notice this sudden pressure. The person who released the pressure definitely had a combat consciousness that was superior to mine.
Qin Changsheng was secretly frightened, the magic power all over his body was running rapidly, and the fourth level of immortal golden body in his body was directly released.
His knees, which had been bent, slowly stood up straight again by his own will, and the bones all over his body made a crackling sound like fried beans under the pressure.
"Huh!"
A voice of surprise came from the throne directly above the main hall.
"A small ant in the Golden Core realm can actually resist my pressure? In that case, let me see how far you can resist."
The figure on the throne waved his hand, and a strong pressure mixed with a little power of rules swept over again.
Qin Changsheng's eyes widened, bright red blood dripped all over his body, and his meridians appeared on the surface of his blood-red skin.
