At this time, in the ruins of the God King, everyone went through many twists and turns, and finally found the place where the God King was buried. However, this place has long been looted and swept by the two old men, Mao Xian and Maya, and there is no search value.

They came here just for the massive aura of the God King.

It is said that the body of the God King, even if the people of this world, don't want to damage it a little with the sharpest weapon in the world, its tenacity can scare people to death.

However, if he is as powerful as him, he can't withstand the trials and tribulations of time, and after ten thousand years, he will naturally collapse and turn into a spirit pill.

When the time comes, earth-shattering energy will be released, and whoever can take it all for himself will have the opportunity to break the restrictions of this heaven and earth and be promoted to the new god king.

And at this moment, it is the threshold of 10,000 years, and everyone is no longer allied and has their own affairs.

It's just that the nine people who came in have gone through hardships all the way, and at this time, only the head of Yanjia, the ancestor of the Wan family, Fan Yicai of the Sea Spirit Sect, and Mo Ran are left.

and the two old men who have been in the ruins for a hundred years, Mao and Maya. At this time, these two people disappeared and disappeared.

The ancestor of the Wan family carried the sword and said with a deep face: "Fellow Daoists, the opportunity is just around the corner, who can enter this tomb of the god king, each with his own ability, life and death, how about it?"

The other three nodded in praise,

"Yes, those who can live in it, this is the principle of heaven, and we should obey it. "It was the head of the Soul Eater Sect who spoke.

The head of Yanjia on the side stroked his beard kindly, "I agree, if there are Taoist friends who are afraid of falling, they can also quit." My sect is also the first sect of Lingyin, so Xie Yi will naturally not be less. ”

But there is a hint of persuasion and bribery in his words. However, the people present are not ordinary people, where can they afford ordinary heavenly treasures, the great opportunity is in front of them, not to mention Xie Yi, even if the entire sect is handed over, they will not look at it.

The Lingyin Continent is really too barren, and no one in their history has reached the level of a god king. In the past cultivation history, the Spirit Transformation Rank was already the highest level in their opinion.

Until one day, two god kings who suddenly appeared ran to the Lingyin Continent to fight, one

Unfortunately, the ashes were wiped out, and another was seriously injured and died, and someone once found a book from the relics of the God King, which actually recorded a lot of advanced cultivation methods, however, the people in this world were too low to cultivate.

However, some of the hidden things in the cultivation realm recorded above, such as the fact that the body of the god king would collapse on its own after 10,000 years, and the information such as the rebellion against heaven and earth were spread for some reason, and everyone knew about it.

The current location of the few of them is the god king who died, and the entrance to his tomb is in a stone cave where two mountain peaks are stacked together.

"Yanjia Daoyou's wishful thinking is good, but it's a pity, it's not uncommon for me to wait, don't talk nonsense, time doesn't wait for anyone, take it!"

It was Mo Ran, the head of the Soul Devouring Sect, who spoke.

This woman tied a high bun, although she was close to middle age, her skin was delicate and smooth, her voice was delicate and tactful, and she had a glamorous and romantic posture.

It's just that this character is even more impatient than a man.

I saw that she brushed out a whisk of dust, turned into countless steel needles, and attacked Fan Yicai on the side.

Persimmon has to pick up soft pinch, and all of you here, except for this young man, are all experienced monks who have been transformed into spirits for many years, so it is naturally difficult to overcome.

"Old lady, it's good to come! I'll take you first!" Fan Yicai said fearlessly.

Although he lost two followers and looked a little lonely, in fact, as long as it was a fight on the right path, he never had to scruple.

I saw that he threw the wooden stick in his hand into the air, and the immortal treasure divine weapon flew up automatically, spewing burst flames from both ends, and kept spinning like a spark shield, blocking the ink-stained dust attack.

The other two were not idle, and each gave a salute.

"Wan old friend, today's battle is unavoidable, don't complain if you become a king or lose!"

"That's it, please!"

said please, but saw that the hand of the head of Yanjia was launched in advance, and the rune treasures in his hand were thrown out one after another, but he wanted to learn the method of Mao Xian, make a spiritual explosion, and directly blow people into scum.

Such a loser method can only be played by the first sect in the world with deep pockets.

He has a good plan, and the ancestor of the Wan family has also passed the wall ladder. I saw that he raised a wooden scepter in his hand high, and the skull at the top of the scepter instantly ignited a green raging fire, and it actually spewed out a distance of a kilometer, burning those runic treasures clean.

Yan Jia's eyes were about to pop out, "What kind of fire are you, you can actually destroy my talisman treasure." ”

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to tell you? I'll let you taste the ultimate secret killing technique of my Ten Thousand Lights—Ten Thousand Thoughts are Lost. ”

The whole person of the Wan family ancestor seemed to be emptied in an instant, his body was thinner and thinner, not to mention, his deep-set eye sockets actually looked like a skeleton, and he didn't look like a human at all.

His scepter, on the other hand, swelled rapidly, and the fire on the skull burned even more vigorously, rising eight feet into the air.

"Go, strangle all enemies who stand in your way

People!"

With the words of the Ten Thousand Family Ancestors, the scepter seemed to have self-consciousness and attacked towards the head of Yanjia. A green fire dragon in mid-air, with its minions dancing its claws, attacked the head of Yanjia.

Although I don't know why the other party's weapons can be as obedient as Xianbao, the head of Yanjia didn't grow up eating soft rice, and the sword in his hand turned into thousands of clones, shooting out monstrous waves, and competing with green fire.

One fire and one water, the two powerhouses met, and suddenly there was a shocking cracking sound, and bursts of black smoke came out.

The weapon of the ancestor of the Wan family didn't seem to need his control, but I saw his cyan face and flesh trembling vaguely, and he flipped in his hand, and naturally there was another weapon.

Seeing this scene, the head of Yanjia suddenly burst into tears, "The surname Wan, you actually have an immortal treasure?"

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. The other party has such a means, where can they still see their Divine Spirit Sect developing into the first sect in the world?

However, the other party hid it and did not have the idea of carrying forward his own sect. But waiting for him here, which made him really feel that "all thoughts are lost".

"The surname Wan, I have always looked up to you a few points, but I didn't expect that when it came to the end, I still underestimated you very much. ”

I knew that he could form an alliance with other people and solve this fierce enemy first. Otherwise, hustle and bustle is just a wedding dress for this person.

"Hahaha~~~ You are also a cultivator, but you spend your energy on meaningless sect affairs, which is simply a waste of money. ”

"Now, let me die!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the head of Yanjia was locked by the scepter, the weapon of the ancestor of the Wan family turned into a long rainbow and galloped away, cutting off one of his arms in an instant.

In the blood splash, the water sword, which had lost the support of its support in midair, was suddenly weakened by three points, and was bombarded by the green fire, and was crushed.