85_85898 At the ancient tomb of the demon king, there are already people waiting, several old men wearing different robes, their faces are majestic, although there is a sense of vicissitudes of old age, but all of them are straight and straight, standing there like white pines rushing to the sky, standing proudly and unyieldingly.

"Xuanwenmen is late this time, so I really made the old man and others wait for a long time." An old man in a purple robe, with several disciples standing behind him, among them was Li Jingdong, the nearest Daoist of the Ziqing Sect, who had arrogant eyes and disdainful of the Xuanwenmen and the others who had just arrived.

Wang Yu fell from the flying sword and saw that the old man who spoke was dressed in a purple robe, presumably a member of the Ziqing Sect; The other old man in a golden robe is the first Jade Bridge Sect in the cultivation realm; Dressed in a black robe, it is Xia Lizong; And the last place, it is completely a female monk, no need to think that it is a disciple of the Hemei Sect, Wang Yu had heard the old man talk before he came, and he had a general understanding of the costumes of the various sects in the cultivation realm, so as soon as he arrived here, he recognized the identity of the person here.

The old man put away his flying sword, walked in front of everyone with an expressionless face, and said slowly to the question of the Ziqing Sect: "You Ziqing Sect can't afford to be early, of course you came faster than us!" ”

The old man of the Ziqing Sect's face changed, and he was about to have a seizure, but under the old man's compelling gaze, he suppressed his anger again, and then the old man of the Yuqiao Sect stood up and played a round: "Everyone is in the same way, why bother hurting the harmony for a little trouble!" ”

The old man of the Ziqing Sect turned his head and snorted, among them, the Hemei Sect saw that the two of them were stiff, and seeing that they couldn't sit idly by, so a middle-aged woman walked out with a whisk of dust: "Old Sword Monster, Li Daoyou, you two dissipate your anger, if you feel that you can't dissipate your anger, you can send the disciples in, and then you two will fight again to relieve your anger?" ”

The old man smiled: "I'm afraid that the surname Li won't dare!" ”

The old man of the Ziqing Sect was furious when he heard this: "Fight it, the old man is still afraid that you won't succeed." ”

The old sword monster smiled: "Okay, then you will break your desolate sword!" ”

The elder of the Ziqing Sect turned pale with anger, the old sword monster made a big fuss about the Ziqing Sect back then, and repeatedly challenged the major elders, making them lose face, this shame they Ziqing Sect will always remember, today the old sword monster said that he was going to break their desolate sword, so that the old man of the Ziqing Sect was angry and hateful, but he was speechless.

Li Jingdong, the Taoist behind him, looked gloomy, staring at the disciples of Xuanwenmen and sneering, today's old man humiliated their Ziqing Sect, so he, Li Jingdong, of course, has to teach the disciples of Xuanwenmen a lesson, otherwise how can he swallow this breath.

Everyone in Xuanwenmen naturally felt Li Jingdong's killing intent, and Wang Yu frowned at the moment, and secretly went inside, but he had to avoid it, but he didn't want to touch this kind of hard stubble, otherwise it would be enough to eat a pot.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena was very abnormal, although the Yuqiao Sect, the Xia Li Sect, and the Hemei Sect wanted to persuade on the surface, in fact, people knew very well in their hearts that they were all eager for each other to fight between the Xuanwen Sect and the Ziqing Sect, so that their disciples would die and weaken the potential strength of the two sects, and for the three sects including the Hemei Sect, they were really happy to see it.

The purpose of the five major sects to engage in this exploration is nothing more than to let the disciples of each sect compete in it and win a decisive victory, so that the five sects can know each other's details, and this is also a rough ranking of the five sects.

This time, the Yuqiao Sect has Ye Wuru, a disciple of the Golden Spirit Root, Li Jingdong, the Taoist son of the Ziqing Sect, Wang Honghe of the Xia Lizong, and Hu Guwei of the Hemei Sect, these four people are all among the best freshman powerhouses, and their cultivation is at the eleventh layer of condensation, and it is only one step away from stepping into the foundation.

Liang Yi, the ninth son of Xuanwenmen, was not allowed to go out because he wanted to build a foundation, so he could not participate in this competition, so Nangong Qingyu came instead of Liang Yi, Nangong Qingyu was a disciple of Shui Linggen, and his cultivation was also to the eleventh layer of condensation, but in front of the proud sons of various sects, she still felt pressure.

Wang Yu observed meticulously, and naturally saw the pressure in Nangong Qingyu's eyes, but he stood there quietly, carefully remembering the disciples of the rest of the sect in his heart, especially the four disciples with the eleventh layer of condensation, even if they turned into ashes, Wang Yu would recognize them at a glance, and he would be helpless when he faced them.

When he secretly remembered everyone's faces, the old man of Xia Lizong finally spoke: "I think everyone should not be staring at each other, let's hurry up and take a look, otherwise let the demon clan take the lead, and we will come in vain." ”

The old man snorted, shook his sleeves and said, "The old man is too lazy to talk nonsense, hurry up and take out the essence blood!" ”

After the old man finished speaking, he motioned to Xue Youtiao to take out the essence blood, the mass of essence blood that had been refined by them could no longer be seen to be blood, a black and fishy smell.

The old man drank softly, and threw the blood ball into the air, among which the Yuqiao Sect, Xia Lizong and Ziqing Sect also took the blood ball at the same time and threw it into the air to quickly pinch the trick.

Five clusters of blood cells were thrown into the air, suddenly, without falling, and when the old man and others pinched the trick, the five clusters of blood cells suddenly merged into a ball, and the blood was scarlet.

Immediately, I only heard the old man shouting: "Take blood as the guide, open the ancient tomb!" ”

The floating blood ball turned sharply in the air, and then flew rapidly in one direction, extremely fast, and slammed into a rock. The mountain rock is about dozens of zhang high, and the blood ball collapses on it and does not disperse, but the blood light floats around, and every inch blends into the mountain stone.

The mountain rock, which is almost the same as usual, suddenly gradually turns red after absorbing the human blood of the blood cells, and a red vortex slowly appears, and a disgusting fishy smell comes out from it, smelling and vomiting, and the coercion is extremely strong, and the things within the surrounding hundreds of zhang are all turned into dust.

In the face of this coercion, Wang Yu and the others were naturally frightened, so they all ran their whole body to cultivate and resist this coercion.

The old man and the others were in front, no one quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and everyone's body burst out with terrifying cultivation, and the coercion in the whirlpool was resisted with a bang, making everyone feel light.

But at this time, the old man of Xia Lizong suddenly shouted: "Go in quickly, don't hesitate!" ”

The disciples of Xia Lizong took the lead when they heard this, and under the leadership of Wang Honghe, they took the lead in stepping into the whirlpool, and then the Yuqiao Sect of the Hemei Sect stepped in one after another, followed by Xuanwenmen and Ziqing.

When he was about to step in, the old man's lips moved slightly, and a divine thought came out in a special way, which made Wang Yu's heart suddenly startled, but he had seen the wind and waves, and his expression did not change much, and he did not show the slightest thought.

Waiting for Wang Yu and the others to all step into the whirlpool, the old man outside and the others? With a sigh of relief, the cultivation of the whole body suddenly dispersed, and suddenly the coercion in the whirlpool suddenly descended, which was dozens of times more powerful than the current one.

The old man and the others had already planned, and as soon as their cultivation was dispersed, the five of them immediately fled away, avoiding hundreds of miles.

The coercion emanating from the whirlpool, roaring and crushing a radius of hundreds of miles, all the mountains and rocks and giant trees, instantly turned into dust and fine pieces, not restored, it is really no grass, it can be seen that the tomb owner of the ancient tomb of the demon king, before his death, cultivated enough to shock the sky, even after death, is still strong and incomparable, not to mention the legendary realm of slaying spirits!