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A few guys from the Xuanbing Sect began to prepare to make a move, but as soon as they were about to open the main hall, the entire tomb instantly became turbulent, and the monks who were still alive disappeared in place in an instant, and appeared in the main hall at the same time.

Zhang Xiaojun grabbed Meng Qi's hand at the moment of the mutation, preventing the two from being separated in the internal teleportation of this tomb.

After a short period of movement, everyone appeared in the main hall of the tomb, and the main hall was also very large, and dozens or hundreds of people did not seem crowded here.

As soon as he saw the situation, Zhang Xiaojun pulled Meng Qi back a few steps to avoid being attacked.

"Why so many people!"

Zhang Xiaojun looked at the panicked crowd, according to the monks who died all the way, it is impossible for so many people to be here, and many monks do not wear the unique service of the sect, and they are obviously not people from the outside forces, although the cultivation seems to be in the underworld.

"Ahh

A sudden scream made the whole scene suddenly quiet, everyone took out their magic weapons, looked around vigilantly, and soon found a monk lying in a pool of blood.

"Everyone, be careful, there are ghosts here!"

A monk who was at the peak of the Netherworld shouted, and at the same time motioned for his own fellow disciples to approach him, forming a defensive momentum, and the remaining monks of the other forces also formed small groups.

At this moment, the pearl above the coffin that emitted a ghostly light suddenly shattered, and the entire hall fell into darkness, the crowd panicked, and the monks who knew the art of lighting immediately illuminated the entire hall again, but at this moment, several more monks covered their necks.

"The guy in the dark is very strong, everyone should be careful." The monk reminded again.

"What the hell, give ...... to you?"

A loose cultivator who did not belong to the sect died inexplicably before he finished speaking, and the boss of the scattered cultivator's eyes stared at him, and he didn't know how he died, but his hands were holding his own neck.

"Mengqi, step back with me, try to only be a finger's distance from the wall."

"Little Brother ......"

Before Li Niu, who was from the same sect as Zhang Xiaojun, finished speaking, his head fell directly to the ground, and blood spurted out of Li Niu's neck like a fountain.

The continuous death finally frightened everyone who was already nervous, and they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy, and then so many people died, everyone frantically found an exit, and even a few monks of the Xuanbing Sect panicked.

"Brother Zhang, what should I do?" The three monks of the Flame Sect asked.

"The enemy is too strong, we can only wait!"

Although Zhang Xiaojun guessed the means of killing the guy in the dark, he couldn't find him, and he had no choice, but he didn't feel the threat of death, so he was relatively calm.

"Open the coffin!"

The four people of the Xuanbing Sect directly moved against the coffin in the center, because the current situation was no longer under their control, they didn't expect to open the main hall to let everyone in, and there was an invisible guy who kept hunting their people, they could only find a way to take the inheritance and escape.

"Don't be afraid, Mengqi, I'm here."

Zhang Xiaojun patted Meng Qi's hand, blocked Meng Qi behind him, tilted his head slightly and said, "Those monks of the Xuanbing Sect know how to get out!" ”

Zhang Xiaojun deliberately put his voice not too big or small, so that some panicked monks heard it, and everyone saw that several of the Xuanbing Sect's ideas were still fighting coffins at this time, and they obviously relied on it.

"Open the exit, or I'll kill you!"

A loose cultivator shouted with red eyes, and the sword in his hand also emitted a blue light!

"Very!"

The man from the Xuanbing Sect snorted coldly, he was also a cultivator at the peak of the Netherworld, how could he be threatened by a loose cultivator, and he directly made a secret move, seriously injuring the monk.

"Okay, a few from the Qingtan Sect, we will calculate my junior brother's account later, junior sister quickly!"

With a quick word exit, the men of the Xuanbing Sect immediately made a cover covered with Xuanbing, wrapping several of them and the coffin.

This made the monks around him crazy, and the way out was in the hands of these Xuanbing Sect monks, they had already frantically attacked the Xuanbing Cover, inside the Xuanbing Cover, the man's face was pale, he didn't expect that the guys from the Qingtan Sect would actually pit them.

"Hurry up, this Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing Great Elder only gave me a small piece, and it won't last long!"

"Yes."

The three women of the Xuanbing Sect began to perform some kind of ritual on the spot, while the men began to move their hands on the coffin.

Outside, Zhang Xiaojun saw that the blood on the ground was flowing towards the Xuanbing cover, and roughly guessed the situation here, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was still holding it tightly, vigilantly feeling the changes around him.

The monks of the Flame Sect wanted to move but didn't dare to move, and from time to time they turned to Zhang Xiaojun, hoping that Zhang Xiaojun would make some moves, as for fighting for the inheritance, they didn't think about it at all, saving their lives was the top priority.

"Don't move." Zhang Xiaojun reminded him, and continued to quietly watch the situation of the scene.

The bodies of the dead monks around them were slowly flattening, and it seemed that all the essence flowed to the coffin with the blood.

"Oh no, you see, all the blood is flowing to ......"

A monk pointed to the ice shield in the center of the main hall, as if thinking of something extremely bad.

"What the hell is going on, what the hell is going on!"

"Quick, have you found the exit, quick!"

The crowd was already in a panic, and if they weren't for the monks, they would have been paralyzed by fright.

The monk swallowed his saliva and said, "Probably, maybe the body of the coffin is about to be resurrected!" ”

"What?"

"These damn people of the Xuanbing Sect actually want to resurrect the people in the coffin, it's really a mad sect!"

"Everyone attack the ice shield with all their might, and if you want to die, you will pull them up!"

Zhang Xiaojun exchanged glances with the monks of the Flame Sect, and also attacked the Xuanbing Cover, but only lost some talismans.

The entire hall was temporarily united in hatred, and no monk died for a while, which made everyone think that it was the hands and feet of the Xuanbing Sect.

But the Wanzai Xuanbing is the most powerful magic weapon of their Xuanbing Sect, and the small piece of Wanzai Xuanbing Ice used by the men of the Xuanbing Sect can withstand the strength of dozens of monks of the God Annihilation Realm to attack the half-pillar incense with all their might, not to mention a group of monks who have passed through the Netherworld.

"Don't waste your efforts, this ice shield should be formed by their Xuanbing Sect's unique 10,000-year-old Xuanbing Ice, and it can withstand the full attack of the monks of the God Annihilation Realm, it will be in vain for us to fight like this!" A knowledgeable monk stopped his attack, because he found that there were no dead people for half a day, and his heart was not too frightened.

"What? It's actually Wanzai Xuanbing, so what should I do? ”

"Wait!"

"Yes, wait, we don't have anyone to die anymore, now we can only wait, when this ice cover disappears, let's ask a few monks of the Xuanbing Sect for an explanation!" Zhang Xiaojun also spoke out to appease everyone.