In the place where the fire veins condensed, there was a dead silence around, and the ubiquitous dark red was reflected in the eyes, boring and monotonous, but fortunately, Han Xiao and the two chatted with each other, but it was not so boring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mountains are not mountains...... Han Xiao muttered softly, and after walking through several mountains in a row, he suddenly stopped, pointed to a "mountain" in front of him, and laughed loudly: "This is it!"

It was a very abrupt "mountain", the mountain was sloping, the head was wide and the feet were thin, and it was constantly tumbling and surging.

In fact, it was not a rocky mountain, but a mountain of smoke, and at the point of a huge crater, from which a steady stream of gray smoke rose with a blazing heat, reaching into the sky.

There was a smile on the corner of Han Xiao's mouth, "What a Burning Sky Tomb!"

"Wouldn't it?" Ye Xuan was dumbfounded and exclaimed, "King Wuzhao is buried here, isn't it completely roasted?"

"There should be a hole in it. Han Xiao took Ye Xuan by the hand, and while pinching his hand, he began to circle around this giant pit for half an hour according to some strange law, and then stood still.

Ye Xuan didn't know why, but she faintly felt that Childe should be breaking some maze.

"Alright. Han Xiao smiled, took Ye Xuan, and sank directly into the ground.

Ye Xuan only felt that it was dark in front of her, and she didn't dare to probe in Han Xiao's arms, "Childe, are we in retreat?"

"Well, this is a Dao technique of retreat, Yin Yang Earth Escape Technique. Han Xiao hugged Yiren and sank to the ground for more than thirty zhang before he stopped and said softly: "Xuan'er, it's here." ”

Ye Xuan opened her eyes slightly, and she couldn't see anything, but the next moment, she heard a soft sound of "popping" in her ears, and the two landed steadily, and they actually came to a dungeon.

In front of me is a dark gate.

It's like a ghost door in the underworld, and if you push it open, countless evil spirits will come out.

Ye Xuan left from Han Xiao's arms, but a pair of jade hands hugged Wang Chen's arm tightly, with a posture that he was unwilling to let go even if he was killed.

"Huh. Han Xiao lowered his head and touched her red lips slightly, which suddenly made Ye Xuan feel shy, and the fear dissipated a little.

At the dark gate, there was a circular groove.

Han Xiao touched the Qiankun bag for a while, and turned out the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Balls from it, according to the codex, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Balls were the key to opening the tomb of King Wuzhao.

"Childe, do you really want to open the tomb?" Ye Xuan bit her lip, faintly feeling uneasy.

"Well, it's all here. Han Xiao nodded and laughed softly: "If you don't go in and take a look, my heart is itching." ”

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Balls glowed with red light, and it seemed that they were inspired by this tomb, and they actually had a tendency to fly out of their hands on their own.

At this moment, the jade bracelet on Ye Xuan's wrist flashed, and Dieji emerged from it.

"Where is this? I feel like I'm back in Foggy Creek. Butterfly Ji's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and she shook her head and said: "No, it's different from Wuxi City, the yin qi is gloomy, cold, here, it's so hot, even my spirit body feels very hot, this is very abnormal." ”

Han Xiao held the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ball and said with a faint smile: "This is the tomb of King Wuzhao, it's not normal." ”

"You...... You've really found it!" Dieji looked at Han Xiao with some incredulity, "How did you find it?"

"A man's intuition. Han Xiao said nonsense, he didn't bother to explain so much to Dieji, how much saliva would have to be wasted.

Butterfly gave him a faint look, her face turned pale, and said, "No, I feel like I'm going to burn if I stay any longer." ”

After speaking, Dieji turned into a light smoke and re-drilled into Ye Xuan's jade bracelet.

Han Xiao took a few steps forward and pressed the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Balls into the groove of the tomb door.

I saw that the black tomb door in front of me flashed with red light, and then there was a "click" sound, and then there was a rumbling sound.

The tomb door, wide open!

"Let's go. Han Xiao stretched out his hand to lead Ye Xuan, walked out of the dirt outside the underground palace, and walked into the dry tomb.

……

The night is getting darker.

Just above this Great Desolate Mountain Range, three flying figures of the Blades suddenly crossed, and the speed was far higher than that of those young talents of the Phantom Sword Alliance.

The three of them landed steadily on a bare hill, exuding the majestic righteousness of the Xuanmen Sect, forcing the cold mist that permeated the surroundings to spread outward, as if forming a vacuum barrier.

The person in the center is personable, he looks only about thirty years old, and there is a crystal clear jade fan hanging from his waist, with an aura around it, which is not ordinary at first glance.

The man on the left was a little taller, and his face was grim by this heavy broadsword, while the man on the right was a little fat, and he was dressed in a wide blue cloth silk robe, and looked a little wooden.

The identities of these three people are Qiu Yunfeng, the Supreme Elder of the Xuanbing Palace, Liang Anshi, the Supreme Elder of the Daoling Sect, and Meng Fei, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect.

All of them used to be the heads of the three holy gates, and they have retired for many years and do not ask about the world.

The three of them have a very good personal relationship, and after retiring, they worship their brother Meng Fei is the oldest, the eldest brother, Liang Anshi and Qiu Yunfeng are the second and third respectively.

To say that among these three people, Qiu Yunfeng and Han Xiao still have some "origins", because Qiu Yunfeng is Qiu Wanyun's father.

Coincidentally, when the three of them passed here, they suddenly sensed an invisible firepower suddenly surging up, soaring into the sky, and thought of the news that they had recently heard that the "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll" was about to be born, so they stopped and wanted to see what was going on below.

Qiu Yunfeng stared at a huge crater in front of him, and the thick smoke on it was almost converging into a mountain, which seemed very abnormal.

"Second brother, what do you think?" Qiu Yunfeng looked at Liang Anshi on the side, he was a master of the Dao Spirit Sect, and in terms of Taoist attainments, Qiu Yunfeng and Meng Fei combined were not as good as Liang Anshi.

"Under that pit, I'm afraid that there is another cave. Liang Anshi pointed to the pit in front of him and said lightly: "For a moment just now, I felt the breath of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Balls. ”

"Isn't that thing in the Su family in Wuxi City? Qiu Yunfeng frowned and wondered, "How did you appear here?"

"How do I know, I'm not an immortal. Liang Anshi shrugged, "But even if it's not the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ball, I'm afraid it's also a fire attribute treasure, hehe, it can just be taken back and played." ”

Liang Anshi's cultivation is also the fire attribute of the Yuan Force, if he can get the fire attribute treasure, he can also increase his strength a little.

"Let's go, go down and have a look!" Liang Anshi said eagerly.

"Second brother, I just got the news from the Phantom Sword Alliance a few days ago, saying that there was another demon powerhouse called Yan Demon in the Dayu Dynasty. After we receive this treasure, let's immediately set out to search for the whereabouts of the Fire Demon. Immortal Sword Gate Meng Fei said in a deep voice.

"Of course. Liang Anshi laughed loudly: "I haven't killed demons for a long time, and my bones are itching!"

"You, even when you're old, are still so fierce. Meng Fei shook his head and smiled.

Liang Anshi shook the heavy sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Swordsman, there should be a edge!"

It turned out that in addition to being a master of refining gods, this Liang Anshi was also a master of swordsmanship!