Maybe Ling Xueyan's current idea was to tear Ye Feng's stinky mouth, but at this time, there was a sky-shattering sound.

"Boom ......" resounded in the sky, and the entire Yunluo Mountain was trembling, and the mountain shook as if it was about to collapse.

"Brother Ye Feng!" The place where Xiao He was standing immediately cracked, and seeing that he was about to fall, Ye Feng grabbed Xiao He with one hand, jumped up in the air with a volley under his feet, and jumped more than twenty meters onto the tree pole.

"Wow! Brother Ye Feng is so powerful!" Xiaohe is not only thin because of malnutrition, but also not tall, although he is thirteen years old, he is only the height of a ten-year-old child, and there is a cross mark on the right side of his face, I am afraid that he was injured before, the wound is not complete, and the flesh on his face is dark, and it looks like a blood stain.

"Hey, hey, you can be very good as long as you work hard!"

Ye Feng pulled Xiaohe, stood on the not thick tree pole, and swayed Ye Feng and Xiaohe saw that there was actually a person on the tree.

"What a beautiful sister!"

Xiao He looked at each other, and the latter also looked at them, those eyes like ice waves, as if they were a beautiful glacier, and the white gauze wrapped the body of the white jade like water, looking like an ice fairy.

"Hungry ......" Xiaohe turned his head and saw Ye Feng's frightened body clinging to the tree, with a huge sweat on his head.

"Brother Ye Feng, do you know ......?"

"She is Ling Xueyan!" Ye Feng flattened his mouth, he was now only a fourth-layer strength, and his body was still slightly painful, and he secretly said that Ling Xueyan was going to tear his mouth at least.

"Ye Feng, I wanted to tear your stinky mouth!, but now that the Wujun cemetery has a reflection, let's go up and take a look!"

Ling Xueyan stepped on her toes, and her figure scurried on the tent that had settled down below, and after a while, she rushed up the mountain.

"That's amazing!" Xiaohe exclaimed.

Ye Feng touched his head, "Remember to persevere in cultivation and keep working hard!" Bringing the hat, Ye Feng also jumped down, and with the crowd rushing up the mountain, he also went up the mountain.

Xiao He was surprised on the tree, looked at the direction Ye Feng left, and raised his fist, "I will work hard!"

......

The tip of the Yunluo Mountain is slowly cracking, and a huge purple magic array of light appears, and the magical tube bundle is on the crack of the mountain, spanning a distance of a full hundred meters, although it looks like it is only a thin layer of purple laser-like layer.

But the flowing Youwen above is really the manifestation of the magic circle, as long as it touches this purple beam, it will reach a plane created by a martial monarch.

"Is this the gate of the Martial Monarch's Cemetery?"

The crowd stood on top of the mountain range, and Ye Feng, Ling Xueyan, Guan Yue, and Li Weiran were among them.

"Fierce Sword Warrior?"

It can be clearly seen that the words "Graveyard of the Fierce Sword Warlord" are written on the purple screen.

More people are lamenting this majestic scene.

"Fierce Sword Battle Monarch, this old guy turned out to fall here!" Xiao Mo jumped out on Ye Feng's shoulder.

"Xiaomo, do you wake up and still know this martial powerhouse?"

Xiao Mo nodded, "It's just Ye Feng, you are not in Tianzhou, I am sure that the people who come from Tianzhou know the name of this Fierce Sword Battle Monarch! This human old man is a battle maniac, he is a human monarch-level powerhouse of the older generation, I didn't expect him to come to the Tianyan Dynasty! Ye Feng, let me tell you, there were a lot of you human martial emperor powerhouses back then, and only eight of them chose to open up the continent, and now there are still many strong people in Tianzhou! I also saw human martial saint powerhouses a few decades ago!"

"Martial Saint?" Ye Feng imagined very much, what a level this was, a level that despised everything.

"Ye Feng, look! Purple Curtain!"

Immediately, there was a purple light, which showed that this cemetery restricted the entry of people with the strength of the second order of the Martial Emperor.

The subtitles showed a group of excited people immediately, and they began to think that the purple light curtain was moving, and immediately shouted,

"Get in!"

"There may be countless treasures in the Wujun Cemetery!"

"Don't block it, I'm going to go in the gun treasure!"

These people are basically among the mercenaries, and immediately a large number of people poured into the Wujun cemetery, you must know that in the Tianyan Dynasty, 99% of them are suitable to enter, only some strong people from Tianzhou may be restricted.

"Go in now, it's cannon fodder! Wujun's graveyard is so simple?"

Ye Feng saw the blonde man standing on a big tree and didn't move, and on the other side of the two trees, a man with a sky-high head with a face like steel, and the man with dark green and short black hair was also watching people enter.

can clearly feel that these people are not simple, at least the blonde young man, Ye Feng and him have a face-to-face, and he thinks that it is difficult for him to defeat him.

"Ye Feng, it's time for us to go!"

I saw that the blonde young man flicked lightly, and jumped into the light curtain at a distance of fifty meters, while the other people all entered.

Ye Feng took a good fighting hat, and followed the last troops into it alone, time waits for no one, and no one knows when the Wujun cemetery will be closed, but according to the experience of the previous few Wujun cemeteries, it will be as little as three days, and as much as five days!

If he is really locked inside, it may be a hundred years before he can see the light of day.

The stakes are enormous, but the temptation of Martial Monarch's treasure is even crazier.

"Peng!"

It's like falling into water, this icy water can breathe, but it seems to have thorns in it.

"Hey!" The aura protection, the martial artist below the fifth order of the strength of the people, just when they shuttled through the purple light curtain, they instantly exploded and died, because they could not have been stabbed by this crazy light curtain.

Ye Feng felt that his body was advancing naturally, unlike the first to enter the spirit realm, it was not falling but moving forward.

"Smack!" Ye Feng's body rushed out, and immediately crouched and fell to the ground, only to see that there was nothing behind him, and he could go to the outside world if he touched it.

"This is the space created by Wu Jun?"

Ye Feng looked up at this huge mountain, this was not in the Tianyan Dynasty, nor in the Tianzhou, but in another special plane.

"Ye Feng, the strength of the Martial Monarch alone can't create such a grand plane, he needs a lot of formations, as well as a large number of demon cores, and beast souls, the amount is unimaginable, but this also shows more that the treasures in this cemetery, this Fierce Sword War Emperor is a big rich man!"

Xiao Mo was lying on Ye Feng's shoulder, with Xiao Mo, an experienced demonic beast, Ye Feng could at least suffer a lot less.

"It's so big!" Ye Feng walked out and saw countless people in front of him, all in this hall, after the spike competition of the light curtain, there were tens of thousands of people who entered this martial monarch cemetery alive, and there were forces from all sides.

And the huge space cave they are standing in now can actually accommodate tens of thousands of people.

"There are really a lot of them!" Ye Feng stood quite at the back, and now the crowd didn't have the impulse just now, because this Martial Monarch cemetery was dark, and people naturally began to fear in their hearts,

In front of them, there was a huge forward cave five hundred meters long, and no one took a step forward, not knowing what danger was inside......