"It's pretty effortless."
Fei Ren quickly scanned the map, and the next moment Fei Ren also left the place, leaving behind everyone around him who looked shocked.
After all, the opponent was only at the fifth level of the martial arts realm. Although he broke through again in the battle, he was only at the sixth level of the martial arts realm.
With such cultivation, he was able to push back the Tianji Sect disciple Mo Chuandao who had an innate hegemonic body, which really shocked everyone present.
.....
In the thousands of feet of clouds, a gray figure cut through the sky, whipping up strong winds and whistling, while revealing a determined and delicate face.
"It should be right in front..."
Fei Ren took out the map in his spiritual ring and glanced at it, looking thoughtful.
According to the markings on the map, the whereabouts of the royal palace ruins have been found by people from the five major tribes, and it is not far from where Fei Ren is, only about two thousand miles away. With his current speed, he can reach it in about a day. I can make it!
A day may be very long for ordinary people, but for warriors, it is very short.
After all, it would take months or even years for a warrior to practice Yuan Li, whether it is practicing in seclusion or practicing meditation.
After another stick of incense, a huge and majestic palace shadow gradually appeared in front of Fei Ren's eyes in the sky not far away.
As it gets closer, the shadow of the palace becomes clearer and clearer, until its true appearance appears.
I saw a simple and heavy golden hall sitting on the top of a towering mountain.
Surrounding the golden hall are cliffs, like a lone moon hanging high in the sky. Although this golden hall is dilapidated due to its age, the grandeur of the past can still be vaguely seen.
At the same time, there are golden crows made of huge stones on both sides of the hall. The golden crows spread their wings and fly high, which seems to symbolize the power and majesty of Azir, the emperor of the desert dynasty at that time, which is amazing.
"Royal Palace Ruins!"
Seeing this scene, Fei Ren was able to stop himself and his eyes lit up at the same time.
Astonishingly, the golden palace in front of me is the ruins of the desert dynasty's palace.
At the same time, the number of warriors gathering in front of the palace ruins is also large, and there is an upward trend. It can be seen that many warriors are coming from all over the ancestral mausoleum, intending to get a share of the competition for the treasures of the King of Martial Realm.
Looking around, countless powerful Yuanli auras gathered in the sky, among which there were three religions and nine streams, a mixture of fish and dragons.
In addition to the people from the five major tribes each occupying a corner, there are also many sects and family forces nearby that Fei Ren cannot name, as well as a large number of martial arts practitioners. Countless fiery eyes are looking at the top of the mountain. The golden hall.
Obviously, everyone present came here for the ruins of the royal palace and the chance inheritance of Azir, a powerful figure in the Martial King realm.
"so many people...."
Taking a deep breath, Fei Ren also showed a hint of shock in his eyes.
At this time, there were at least a thousand warriors gathered in front of the palace ruins, including masters from the five major tribes!
Moreover, most of these people are masters of the fifth level or above of the martial arts realm! As for those below the martial arts master level, there is none.
After all, those who can come here, whether they are casual cultivators or geniuses from a sect family, will have some strength. Otherwise, even the high-level monsters in the ancestral mausoleum will not be able to deal with them, let alone fight for the final victory. The ancestral mausoleum treasure.
"The Great Elder and the others should be here too..."
After calming down, Fei Ren turned his head and looked at the other side of the sky at the next moment, looking for traces of Zhang Han and others.
Although he and the Shutuo tribe were separated at first, there was still a chance to reunite.
However, the fourth elder Timur who followed him died at the hands of the bloodthirsty ancient vine, so he completely lost contact with Zhang Han and others.
"Sure enough, it's here."
His eyes slowly stopped in front of a team, and the next moment Fei Ren also flashed and flew towards the opposite side of the sky.
"Great Elder, Senior Third Elder, you are well."
Falling in front of Kublai Khan and others in Zhang Han, Fei Ren cupped his hands and spoke indifferently.
"Boy Fei Ren?"
"Hahaha, boy, you finally showed up! I almost thought something happened to you."
"It's not easy. I didn't expect that your Yuanli cultivation would break through again and you would enter the sixth level of the martial arts realm...!"
Seeing the sudden appearance of Fei Ren in front of them, Zhang Han, Kublai Khan and others were stunned for a moment, and then shouted softly. Among them, Kublai Khan even stepped forward and patted Fei Ren on the shoulder with a sigh.
After all, the opponent was only at the second level of the martial arts realm at the beginning. Now, in just half a month, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
And when they first entered the ancestral mausoleum, Fei Ren was separated from them.
Naturally, Zhang Han, Kublai Khan and others knew nothing about Fei Ren's experience and opportunities in the ancestral mausoleum.
Fei Ren?
Is he Fei Ren?
"It turns out to be just a junior at the sixth level of the martial arts realm..."
At this time, behind Zhang Han, Kublai Khan and others, an old man in green had a strange expression on his face.
Like Kublai Khan, he is also one of the five elders of the Shutuo tribe, and he is also the second elder, second only to the great elder Zhang Han. His Yuanli cultivation has reached the tenth level of the martial arts realm.
He originally thought that the Fei Ren mentioned by Zhang Han would be some powerful person, but the Fei Ren in front of him was only a junior at the sixth level of the martial arts realm. Compared with everyone present, he was not worth mentioning at all, and even ranked at the bottom of the list in terms of strength.
Such a young junior could actually make Zhang Han, the great elder of the Shutuo tribe, never forget him. The old man in green was even more puzzled.
"More and more warriors from all walks of life are pouring into the ancestral mausoleum these days, and there are even more powerful geniuses."
"Boy, I just got lucky and got through by chance..."
Facing Kublai Khan's praise, Fei Ren was not arrogant and complacent, he just nodded.
Although his strength has surpassed Zhang Han, Kublai Khan and others, he is low-key in nature and will not be too public.
"By the way, boy, do you have any news about that old guy Timur?"
"Since entering the ancestral mausoleum, I and the others have been unable to contact him..."
The conversation changed and Kublai Khan asked again.
In his opinion, maybe the other party would have a hint of Timur's news in his hands.
"this...."
"Senior Third Elder, unfortunately, the Fourth Elder is dead."
Facing Kublai Khan's inquiry, Fei Ren coughed a few times, then spoke out, looking embarrassed.
The other party died in the hands of the bloodthirsty ancient vine from the very beginning, so Zhang Han, Kublai Khan and others were naturally unable to contact him.
"died!"
As soon as this statement came out, not only Kublai Khan, but also Zhang Han, the old man in green and others also changed their faces slightly, as if they were in disbelief.
After all, Timur is the fourth elder of the Shutuo tribe, with a seventh-level martial arts level. If he dies, it will be a big blow to their Shutuo tribe.
"Yes, when we first entered the ancestral mausoleum, the fourth elder and I were attacked together. In the end, the fourth elder died in the hands of the enemy in order to save me."
"well..."
At this point, Fei Ren also sighed and frowned slightly. His acting skills were comparable to those of an Oscar, making it impossible to see any flaws.
"Impossible! The Fourth Brother is at the seventh level of the martial arts realm. How could he fall so easily..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man in green clothes next to him flatly denied it with a solemn expression.
"If this senior doesn't believe it, then there's nothing I can do about it."
Seeing that the old man in green had objections, Fei Ren just shrugged and said nothing. On the contrary, now that Tamerlane is dead, no one except him knows about the bloodthirsty ancient vines, red fruits and thousand-year-old blood lotus.
"That's enough. The fourth child is dead now. It's useless to say more."
"Let's think about how to break the formation and enter the palace..."
Glancing at the old man in green, Zhang Han also interrupted, with a helpless tone.
Although he was still a little doubtful, he still chose to believe Fei Ren for once.
Moreover, according to the ancestral teachings left by their Shutuo tribe, it is not easy to enter the royal palace ruins. There is an ancient formation arranged outside the royal palace ruins, which seems to be left by Azir back then. As for this formation How powerful it is, no one knows.
