Walk all the way along the fork on the left, and after a while, in front of Mo Xinchen, there is another fork.

"Why are there so many forks in the road?"

Some of the fellow cultivators couldn't help but frown.

Someone took a closer look, and then found that the two forks in the road were also traces of someone walking.

Soon, everyone once again chose their own path and continued to move forward.

"What happened?"

After walking forward for about two quarters of an hour, Mo Xinchen and some fellow cultivators couldn't help but change their faces.

Because on the ground in front of them, there were more than a dozen corpses lying horizontally, dead in different forms, and blood stained the ground red.

"This is a disciple of the Feather Holy Land. ”

"There are also the disciples of the Gu Wuyue family, the one over there, the Holy Son of the Dao Holy Land, who all died here, what happened?"

It is not difficult to see from the costumes worn by those corpses that they are all children of various holy places and ancient families.

"Judging from the traces, the fight was not fierce, and most of these people were killed by one blow. A middle-aged man couldn't help but speak.

Everyone couldn't help frowning, and their hearts were a little hairy.

What's really going on here?

Could it be that there is something wrong with the people of the major holy places?

"There's a hole over there!" an old man pointed somewhere ahead.

Even if I looked up, sure enough, I saw that there was a hole on the side of the rock wall.

A slightly more courageous person walked towards the entrance of the cave, but he also seemed a little cautious.

"Click......"

But when they reached the front of the cave, suddenly, a crisp sound came from the cave.

"Whew!"

A sword light illuminated the four directions, and the vast sword momentum instantly filled the audience.

A shocking sword light swept out of the cave, directly killing a loose cultivator at the entrance of the cave on the spot, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

This sudden scene made everyone's faces change, and their bodies subconsciously retreated.

"Huh!"

I saw a white shadow swept out of the cave, this was actually a person who had been dead for an unknown number of years, his body had long been corrupted, and only white bones remained.

Bai Gu held a rusty iron sword in his hand, and as soon as he came out of the hole, he targeted another person, swung his sword and slashed down, killing another person in an instant.

"What?"

Everyone was astonished, and they couldn't care about anything else, so they turned around and ran, not daring to stay longer for a moment.

"Holy Queen?"

Mo Xinchen frowned, this was almost the same as the Holy Leader he had encountered in the Huaiqi Mountains not long ago.

This suddenly made him more sure, this is not just a simple holy treasure, most of it is really a place where the bones of saints are buried!

"Whew!"

"Ahh

In the panic, the sword light shone brightly, and the screams continued to rise.

In less than a few breaths, several more people were killed by the sword of the Holy Kui.

In this cave, the cultivation was completely suppressed, and the spiritual power could not be used, and everyone could not be the opponent of this holy leader, and the only choice was to escape.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Mo Xinchen moved, his eyes flashed, and he swept out, taking advantage of the fact that the Holy Kui was attacking others, he did not flee, but went the opposite way and rushed into the depths of the cave.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, when he passed not far from the Shengkui, a sword light swept over, as if locking himself, making Mo Xinchen's complexion change suddenly.

Looking around, I saw that the holy leader had already set his eyes on him at some point.

"Get out!"

Mo Xinchen snorted coldly, the immortal king's body exploded, his fists clenched, and he smashed it out.

The void was all trembled, the immortal king's physical strength was infinite, it was the most powerful physique among the heavens and all worlds, and he shattered the sword light that swept through it with one punch.

"Huh!"

The next moment, the holy kui flashed and appeared directly in front of his eyes.

Mo Xinchen was fearless, he squinted his eyes, his fists clenched again, and before the other party could use his sword, he first shook out with a punch.

"Boom!"

A loud bang erupted, as if Dayue had collided.

The Holy Kui was shocked by his punch and flew out, slamming into the rock wall in the distance.

Suddenly, there were chaotic rocks, the earth shook at this moment, and the sternum of the holy kui was smashed by Mo Xinchen I don't know how many, but he didn't die, he actually held the iron sword in his hand and stood up again.

"Whew!"

It slashed out with a sword again, but this time, it was not aimed at Mo Xinchen, but at the other monks.

Everyone was shocked, and their bodies quickly ran out.

At the same time, Mo Xinchen had already disappeared in place and ran into the depths of the cave.

Fortunately, the Holy Leader did not pursue him.

"It's a holy tomb again, and a holy tomb has been born one after another, what does this mean?"

After confirming that there was no danger in the rear, Mo Xinchen also slowed down his progress and couldn't help but muttered to himself.

At this moment, he was the only one left here, and there was a holy leader blocking the way, and the other fellow cultivators were all blocked out.

"Huh?"

I don't know how long it took to walk, suddenly, in front of Mo Xinchen, this cave seemed to have come to an end, not far ahead, a large number of figures appeared, judging from the clothing, these should be the masters of the holy places and ancient families who went first.

Mo Xinchen didn't startle the snake, quietly approached the past, hid behind a boulder, and looked at it.

There were about two or three hundred people from all parties present, both men and women, not only the masters of the older generation, but also many geniuses of the younger generation.

Among them, Mo Xinchen also saw many familiar faces.

Such as Zhuang Lan, the Great Elder of the Kunlun Holy Land, Liu Zhiyan, the Holy Maiden of Taixu, and the Holy Son of the Guwu Zhou Family, the Heavenly Holy Body Zhou Tong!

At this moment, these people were all gathered at the end of the passage, and in front of them, there was a cyan giant tripod, half of which was embedded in the rock wall, extremely firm, faintly exuding a vast holy might.

"Holy Soldier!"

Mo Xinchen opened his mouth in surprise, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, from the aura exuded by this ding, it was not difficult for him to see that this was definitely a holy soldier.

"Huh?"

Although his voice was not loud, there was an echo in this cave, and the people of the major forces were all masters, including many powerhouses in the Dao Cutting Realm, all of them were already clear, and they immediately noticed the strange noise coming from behind them, and suddenly, almost most of them looked towards this side.

"Somebody sneaking in the back and coming out!"

An old man snorted softly with a long sword in his hand.

Mo Xinchen squinted his eyes, but he didn't hesitate, and walked out from behind the boulder very directly.

When he came to everyone, many people immediately frowned, and said with an unkind face, "Mo Xinchen, why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Mo Xinchen stood in place, facing all the heroes alone, and his voice spread faintly.