The surroundings are white, there is no sign of anything, and flying down like this really makes people doubt life.

"I don't know how long it will take, but what if the burial ground is still wandering around this place from opening to closing. ”

Duan Kongkong said, a little worried that those treasures would be snatched away.

Originally, they entered the burial ground first, but what if they were delayed here and ended up being the last one?

"There is no goal in the middle of nowhere, hero, what if we go in the opposite direction?"

Long Xiaochuan also said at this moment, the white fog was vast, and they didn't have any special feelings.

Su Yang glanced around, and he didn't have confidence in his heart.

Just now, he was just moving forward with the help of the Heavenly Sword's sense.

Previously, on the way, in order to relieve some sleepiness, they divided the World Stone, which was more than 20 square meters in size, like a small hill. In order to refine the purple gourd, Zi Lingxue only took a small piece.

Qi Qi was very surprised, she never thought that she was also given a large piece, but she didn't ask for more, just took some to create an invincible robbery, and said that she would suppress Long Xiaochuan Duan Kong Su Yang and the three of them.

Most of the rest of the world stones were in the hands of Su Yang and Duan Kong, and the two of them were of great use.

Although the broken sword was a little dissatisfied, but after finally getting most of the World Stones, this small emotion disappeared in an instant, but Su Yang was extremely distressed, World Stones!

Instead, he was extremely excited, and the broken sword swallowed the world stone whole, temporarily falling into a deep sleep, but this time it was different, because they were now, and there was really the breath of the Heavenly Sword fragments here!

Su Yang said with a smile: "The time for this burial ground to be opened ranges from a few months to decades, if it really doesn't work, we ......."

"What are we doing?"

Everyone looked at Su Yang, their eyes were full of expectation, in this kind of ghost place, if there were not many people, they could keep talking and ridiculing, it would have made people crazy a long time ago.

"We?haha, we don't have a rut......" Su Yang spread his hands, indicating that he was also very weak.

But he believed his senses were not wrong.

……

Time passed in a hurry, and it had been three days since the Xuanguang Gate appeared on the cliff of Tianduan Mountain.

For three days, day and night, a large number of monks went deep into the burial ground. Someone roughly calculated that in the past three days, tens of millions of monks have entered the burial ground. Seventy percent of the holy land of crape myrtle has entered it, and so far, the four emperors of Zhongzhou have all arrived.

"Look, the people from the Purple Cloud Pavilion are also here! The Seven Holy Lands of Nanling have all arrived!"

The purple qi in the distance is vast, steaming for three thousand miles, this kind of momentum and scale, for those ordinary forces, it is as if they have seen the gods in the clouds.

"There must be five or six thousand!"

Above the purple qi, there were many people, and the few people in front were the people of Ziyun East Ziyan, and behind him were some sect leaders in the Ziyun Pavilion and the elders of the Purple Mountain.

"Purple Cloud Pavilion has dispatched so many people, isn't it usually very low-key?" someone muttered.

In the past, Ziyun Pavilion walked the world with a kind and low-key face, and among the monks from all walks of life of Ziwei, Ziyun Pavilion's reputation was among the best among all holy places.

This time, the Purple Cloud Pavilion actually dispatched so many disciples, which made some people a little surprised. There are some people who just know that the last time the burial ground was opened, there were less than 800 people going to Purple Mountain.

In the burial ground, because of the lack of decisive combat power, to a large extent, the number of people determines the dominant position of a sect in the burial ground.

Purple Mountain sent so many people this time, which put pressure on many people to a certain extent.

"Zi Yundong is not willing to be lonely this time?" said the Canglan Sword Sect Sect Master to himself.

There were also people from the Canglan Sword Sect this time, but the number was not large, and there were only about a hundred or so disciples who entered, and not even the number of people from a small and medium-sized sect was dispatched.

However, this is not surprising, after the great changes in the ancient city of Lingnan, the Canglan Sword Sect has already lost nearly forty percent of its strength, plus it has been raided by mysterious forces, and the remaining strength may only be three or four percent.

However, the heritage and ancestral land of the Canglan Sword Sect are still there, and no one dares to underestimate them. That alone was enough to establish the status of the Immortal Holy Land of the Canglan Sword Sect!

"Zi Yundong, this is planning to take a big gamble in this era!" said a holy lord

"Could it be that Zi Yundong is completely sure?"

The old fox had never done anything at a loss, and it was said that his son had fully recovered, but now he was nowhere to be found. I don't know what tricks he has. ”

Many Mighty Lords had doubts, and the abnormality of the Purple Cloud Pavilion had attracted the attention of those Holy Lords.

Zi Yundong smiled, and when he approached, he greeted some acquaintances, regardless of what those people thought psychologically.

The burial ground was originally a gamble, and no one could predict what would happen to the danger inside, and no one could predict whether it would be good or bad.

If the many disciples sent by the auction have a great harvest in it, then it can be said that the Purple Cloud Pavilion will prosper again in this life. However, once most of these four or five thousand disciples are lost in it, there will be a fault in the inheritance of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, and this kind of era will not be able to breathe.

In the eyes of many Holy Lords who understand the strength of Purple Mountain, Ziyundong is a big gamble. It's just that everyone doesn't understand why Zi Yundong, who has always been calm and old fox, would take such a risky move.

Zi Yundong instructed Zi Ling Ling: "Ling Ling, your sister and they should have already entered, remember, we will stop at the Heavenly Grotto."

"Be careful. ”

……

The disciples of the Purple Mountain divided into seven teams and entered the Xuanguang Gate in batches.

Before the cliff of Tianjie Mountain, the Holy Lord and the elder monks who sent their disciples to the burial ground did not leave. Like those Holy Lords, Zi Yundong and his party did not leave.

No one knows exactly when the burial ground was opened, and we can only speculate from the situation of each era.

One giant after another stood in the sky, and some holy places even camped in the void, intending to stay here.

Zi Lingling was excited, after entering here, he felt different from Ziwei. It was as if they had come to the outside world.

In front of them, there was a vast void, in which there were clusters of light, which were floating ancient realms.

Three thousand, three thousand worlds.

In this situation, it is no wonder that some people say that what is buried in the burial ground is a big world or an era.

"The place where the aura is the strongest, and where the dragon veins gather, is the Seven Peaks and Seven Islands, let's act separately!" Zi Lingling said.

Although Zi Lingling was young and his strength was not the strongest among them, the people around him were very convinced of him.

(End of chapter)