Everyone was full of doubts, and looked in the direction pointed by Chen Zimeng, and there was nothing beyond the ruins of a building.

Wan Jingfei stepped forward cautiously, "Brother, the entrance to the Ancient Emperor's Tomb is over there. ”

"I know. ”

Chen Zimeng nodded, but his hand still pointed to the ruins in front of him, and said very seriously.

"I mean, the ancient emperor's testament is here. ”

Wan Jingfei squatted down, full of helplessness, but unable to do anything.

"This is a broken wall, rubble and ash, how can there be any suicide note! Brother, let's hurry up over there, the girl surnamed Gong is afraid that she has already entered at this moment. ”

"Don't worry, I didn't figure out what's going on inside, and I'm blind when I go in, Phoenix, come here. ”

Chen Zimeng glanced at Wan Jingfei, then withdrew his hand, Feng Ling walked over, and Chen Zimeng took out a stack of talismans and handed it over.

"I heard that the ancient emperor raised a flying eagle rainbow butterfly luan, which is his mount, Luan Niao, you know?"

With a long oh, Feng Ling said very flatly: "I don't know!"

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pointed out that in the middle of a half-collapsed wall not far away, there was a mural pattern that was not clear, but it could be seen that it was a bird.

"But what if this isn't a bird?"

Ke Zhenchen was a little skeptical, although he looked at the picture of a bird on the mural, but there was nothing to prove that this was a bird.

"If you can appear here, it must be related to the ancient emperor, right?"

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, he transmitted to Feng Ling.

"What you have in your hand is a bursting talisman, you go and blow up these places in front of you, the movement is bigger, we are going to run away. ”

Feng Ling sighed lightly and stepped forward.

Chen Zimeng looked at Han Ying'er, Han Liyi, and Han Chao again, and the three of them were puzzled, but they did not show any abnormality.

Instead, Peng Ji asked, "Why is she going?" and holding a large stack of bursting talismans. ”

"Can't you see it? blow up the front. ”

Wan Jingfei looked over, Ke Zhenchen and Peng Ji glanced at each other, and they were about to step forward.

"Let's go see ......"

Before he finished speaking, before Ke Zhenchen's foot landed, a huge explosion sounded, connected by five or six streamers, flying straight towards everyone, all of which were bursting talismans that had already been sacrificed.

Seeing that it was about to fall, a wave full of spiritual power burst came.

Wan Jingfei reacted quickly, jumped up from the ground, and fell backwards in one leap.

Ke Zhenchen reacted faster, and the rest of the Black Dragon Clan ran as soon as they saw Ke Zhenchen running.

Peng Ji was stunned for a moment, then his face changed greatly, he was too late to run, waved his hand, and quickly sealed, and a light shield blocked the front.

The other three members of the Green Snake Clan shot one after another, and several of them joined forces and quickly erected a better and more secure protective shield.

"Boom!"

The talisman fell, the explosion sounded, and the surroundings were full of gray fog and dust, Wan Jingfei and Ke Zhenchen didn't run far, hastily sealed, or took out a protective magic weapon.

Before the dust dissipated, Wan Jingfei got up from the ground, and made a mark on his hand, and the surrounding dust was quickly swept away by a gust of wind and dissipated without a trace.

", what about Chen Zimeng and the others?"

Peng Ji roared, raised his hand, held the narrow knife in his hand, and jumped towards the ruins.

Wan Jingfei had a gloomy face and strode forward, there were still some ruins of broken rocks and pillars, and there were only big pits left at this time.

Ke Zhenchen stretched out his hand and drew his sword, and the person next to him stood up and also drew his blade.

Originally, where Chen Zimeng was standing, there was no figure in half of it, not only Chen Zimeng, but Han Ying'er and several others also ran away without a trace.

Gong Xia had just entered the tomb, a gate was set up in front of her, and after the lotus lantern was taken out, Gong Xia clearly perceived the huge space behind the door, but looked at the rest of the people beside her, very entangled.

Three lights, one person.

People who don't have a lamp can't get in.

After a moment of silence, Gong Xia gave an order, "I'll go in, I'll leave it to you outside, be careful." ”

"Good!" a few men replied, drawing their swords on guard.

Gong Xia injected spiritual power into the lotus lamp in front of her, and an extremely strong spatial fluctuation was revealed from the lotus lamp, and soon a crystal silk thread wrapped Gong Xia's whole person.

Gong Xia was full of joy, looking at the silk thread on her body, she was very excited, the space silk thread, the space teleportation.

But just as Gong Xia was about to be teleported into the tomb, a loud explosion was heard, followed by a shaking of the entire tomb's periphery, and then returned to calm.

Gong Xia was very puzzled and wanted to turn around and look, but the space fluctuations on her body became more and more intense, and in an instant, a light flashed, and Gong Xia's figure disappeared.

Wan Jingfei, Ke Zhenchen, and Peng Ji were extremely angry, and led people to turn over the entire ruins, but they did not find Chen Zimeng, nor did they see the rest of them.

Thinking back to the few bursting talismans that flew in, they thought that they were instructed by Chen Zimeng, after all, at that time, only Feng Ling stepped forward and still held the talismans.

Several people were silent for a moment, and when they saw that they couldn't find Chen Zimeng, they glanced at each other a few times, turned back, and walked towards the entrance of the ancient emperor's tomb.

On the sword boat, Xiao Lingyue had disappeared, and Wan Jingfei passed by without accident, but in his eyes, a fine light flashed.

Ke Zhenchen and Peng Ji were shocked, Chen Zimeng ran away, and Xiao Lingyue was gone, which was enough to make them feel dangerous.

Looking at Wan Jingfei, he was a little more vigilant, and led people towards the tomb at a very fast speed.

What they didn't know was that a hundred miles away, a sword boat crossed the sky, and countless figures were on it, cutting through the sky and rushing towards here at great speed.

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On many sword boats, flags flew one after another, and countless patterns or words showed that not only clans, but also many sect forces.

On a very delicate sword boat, the banner of the Liuyang Sect was in the wind, and a young man in blue clothes was holding a sword in his hand, and he was in good spirits.

A banner with the word "Zhang" written on it was inserted on a magnificent sword boat about ten zhang in size, which was even more luxurious than that of the Liuyang Sect.

There is also a sword boat, there is no text, but a flag with a fiery red dragon pattern is drawn, which is a large clan with a royal spirit monk in the Southern Wilderness, the fire dragon department, the dragon is hideous, and it is very powerful.

In the other direction, countless violent storms poured down, and the whole land was hit with potholes.

This is another big tribe in the Southern Wilderness, the Rain Clan, which also has the Imperial Spirit, and there are two of them.

Countless large tribes, sects, Nanhuang, Zhongzhou, soon, they stood all over the tomb of the ancient emperor, looking at each other, and the chill on their bodies was overwhelming.

In the Southern Wilderness, almost all the Yuanying tribes and the Imperial Spirit tribe came, about a few hundred tribes, no less than 10,000 people.

There are not many families from Zhongzhou, but there are many sects, led by the Liuyang Sect, and hundreds of flags have been raised behind them.

No matter which side of the forces gathers at this time, no one moves first, so it looks like a stalemate in mid-air.

On a mountain ridge, Chen Zimeng sat cross-legged on the ground, with a small flag suspended above his head, hiding the figures of several people, and there was no breath exposed.

Feng Ling didn't know where to move a chair and lay down, so uncomfortable.

Han Ying'er and the others stood behind him, looking at the sky above the tomb of the ancient emperor, and couldn't help but be horrified.

The line of sight swept away, it was full of swords, boats and flags, and everywhere he went, there were people everywhere, and Han Chao couldn't help but ask.

"What's going on? so many people, and a lot of the Great Soul Clans are here, this, this ......"

Chen Zimeng squinted, "Sure enough, I thought it wasn't so simple before, ancient books recorded, the ancient emperor, the legend is the transformation realm, his tomb, will not attract other forces?"

"But, how do they know?" Han Ying'er couldn't figure it out, they hurried all the way, and only then did they arrive here in three days.

"They know what we know. Chen Zimeng stood up, looked over, and said helplessly to Han Ying'er and the others for a long time.

"It seems that you better stay here, or find a safe place to hide, I estimate that when the ancient emperor's tomb completely breaks out, the battle will be very fierce. ”

"What about you?" Han asked.

"I'm going to pick up the ancient emperor's testament. ”

"We're with you!"

Han Ying'er and the three of them shouted in unison, but Feng Ling smiled and said, "You can't get in again, what's the fun?"

"This ......"

"Okay, it's good for you to pick up outside, what's more, I don't know what to do when you go. ”

Chen Zimeng had already said this, and Han Ying'er and the others had no choice but to nod.

Feng Ling asked, "Do I need to go?"

"No need. ”

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, he jumped for life, fell towards a cliff in front of him, and along the top of the cliff, he rushed towards the entrance of the ancient emperor's tomb pointed out by Wan Jingfei at great speed.

But only halfway through, Chen Zimeng stopped, landed in a bush, carefully covered his breath, and sat on the ground, intending to wait for all the people who were going to enter before he left.

In mid-air, someone quarreled and almost made a move, but in the end it calmed down, Chen Zimeng's location was just right, less than a hundred zhang away from the entrance cave of the tomb, and it was located on the ground of all the sword boats.

Chen Zimeng squinted his eyes and looked at all the people who came, and found an old acquaintance.

He didn't send out his divine thoughts to probe the situation above the sky, because when his divine thoughts swept over, they would definitely attract attention and expose themselves.

But Chen Zimeng clearly perceived that among many sword boats, there were one or two extremely deep breaths hidden in them, which should be knots.

Chen Zimeng felt a little troublesome, but soon, a large number of monks flew down with the sword or the wind, and the tomb cave not far away was crowded with people.

They are all young faces, and their cultivation is also in the process of building the foundation, and it seems that the tomb of the ancient emperor has been regarded as a place of chance.

But it seems that because of something, the people who came all built the foundation, the people of the Liuyang Sect took the lead, and the Zhongzhou forces rushed in.

The tribes of the Southern Wilderness seem to be a little disunited, scattered their forces inward, and at the same time, there are occasional fights between some tribes.

Chen Zimeng waited for about half an hour, and the people who entered the tomb cave rushed out in large numbers, along the foot of the mountain in the distance, constantly fighting, and constantly moving away.

Obviously, some people stayed in the cave, and Chen Zimeng clearly saw that there was a person holding three lotus lanterns in his hand, and he knew that all ethnic groups and sects, Tianjiao disciples must have entered the tomb.

Chen Zimeng waited for a long time, and when the battle outside became more and more intense, he quietly buried five or six sword pills on the ground, and the thoughts in his heart continued, and he gently pinched the trick in his hand, and the sword pills cracked in the ground and slowly swam along the soil.

Chen Zimeng buried a sword formation in the ground with the position of his body.

It's a backhand.

It was slowly getting dark, there was no moon, and there was even a dampness in the wind, and it might rain.

The battle outside began to slowly stop, but it was not that it was not fought, but that the melee was unpleasant and inconclusive.

Led by powerful monks, they formed a large circle and began to compete one by one.

This is a common method for monks to learn from each other in the cultivation realm, and to a certain extent, it will be seen in many places.

Chen Zimeng spread out his hands, and there was a bell in the palm of each hand, which was very small, and there was no sound.

Chen Zimeng clenched his grip, his body became free, when he was in the Bai Ye Sect, Lu Feng gave him too many concealment methods, and if he wanted to use this to enter the tomb, it was difficult for others, but it was very simple for Chen Zimeng.

Some monks scanned the surroundings with divine thoughts, but they were easily snatched away by Chen Zimeng, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the cave along the edge of the foot of the mountain.

When Chen Zimeng was about to enter, he flicked back, and a talisman was sacrificed and fell into the crowd.

"Boom!"

didn't dare to hesitate, Chen Zimeng flashed into the cave, but he was happy in his heart, and no one should be idle.

There was chaos outside, and it was the same as before.