The sound of "whoosh" is getting louder and louder, deeper and deeper, and more and more ...... Sharp!

The dome fell.

It turned out to be a knife!

Ye Hongfu couldn't have imagined that the false dome, which seemed to be covered by a large curtain, would have something falling...... The shadow fell lower and lower, faster and faster, and finally appeared.

It was a silver-white sword light, as piercing as a shattered sun.

Not only Ye Hongfu saw this silver light, but Yun Xun also saw this silver light, the messenger of the Eagle Regiment, the cavalry of the Eighth Cavalry Regiment...... The first silver light of the silent sky fell rapidly under the gaze of everyone, nailing to the grassland land.

The violently trembling silver light nailed to the grassland, the tip of the knife sank into the ground, and the blade swayed back and forth.

"What is this?" asked an Eagle Emissary, confused.

The cavalry of the Eighth Cavalry Regiment shook their heads in confusion.

Immediately after that, a second whoosh sounded in the air, more rapid and heavier than the first.

The second thing that fell was a spear, the red tassel flew like a wave of fire, the tip of the spear seemed to have broken, but it still did not prevent it from falling into the ground violently, and the wooden barrel trembled wildly.

"Hey...... The ...... surnamed Ning "The ominousness in Ye Hongfu's heart has reached the extreme.

Ning Yi still sat like a big Buddha, although his sitting posture was calm, his brows were also furrowed, the Dragon Sutra and the Fortune Scroll were deduced to the extreme, and the snow-white dragon was bouncing back and forth on his shoulders, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

The dome is constantly filled with the sound of falling weapons, spears, halberds, and swords, which make people's scalps tingle...... However, these weapons were not aimed at the gathering place of the team at this moment, but within a range of about 100 zhang, one by one they were inserted into the earth like a hedge, and finally formed a circle.

"This dome is fake. ”

Ning Yi muttered, he looked up at the sky, there were still weapons falling, but the "sky" did not show the origin of the weapon's fall...... Ye Hongfu's perception is not wrong, this piece of sky is like a big curtain.

These weapons were hidden.

It also hides the secret of the tomb of the "tomb owner".

When his group stepped into this place, they did not touch any formations, but the formation of the tomb began to evolve at this moment.

Those sleeping ancient kings are really unkind to uninvited guests...... Even a short break is not allowed.

Ning Yi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He stood up and chuckled softly and said to himself, "The Formation Pattern Master who designed the tomb is so unwelcoming to outsiders?"

With Ning Yi's whisper, the scene of the grassland changed, the vast and boundless distant grassland, gradually rose a thick mist, the scorching sun and red sun that had always hung high, was quickly dimmed, this magnificent grassland, fell into the night at a very fast speed...... The moon hangs in the white night, and the gloomy mist is shrouded.

Sure enough, it was a radius of 100 zhang.

Only this area is the "door of life" where activities can really be allowed, and once you step out, you will enter the "door of death"!

A circle of fallen broken rust soldiers, under the cold moonlight, flickered with cold scales, and in the mist, there was a withered and pale palm, holding the long knife.

Immediately afterwards, a withered armored figure slowly broke through the mist and pulled out a long knife.

This is a "armor soldier" dressed in ancient armor, his face is hidden under a red steel helmet, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes like blood, and the skin exposed outside the armor is pale as snow, which is intimidating.

After holding the knife, the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

This is the first, and the second, and the third...... The surrounding fog wrapped the eagle regiment and the eighth cavalry, and the shadowy withered figure slowly walked out of the black fog, this originally bright and infinite grassland, at this moment, showed its "true appearance", this is an ancient tomb that hides murderous intentions!

Ye Hongfu pressed the scabbard with one hand, and when she saw these Yin soldiers appearing, her heart was a little calmer, and she exhaled deeply, ready to draw her sword and kill the enemy.

Yun Xun raised a hand expressionlessly, and with a swipe, the eagle group swiped and put on a defensive posture.

The iron cavalry of the Eighth Cavalry Regiment drew their swords one after another under the command of the cavalry commander.

In the grassland sand field, the murderous aura is already one layer inside, and the outer layer is stacked, which may collide with each other at any time and cause an explosion.

Ning Yi stood in the center of the grassland, he raised his head and stared at the bent void moon.

Regarding the question that Ye Hongfu asked.

At this point, there is already an answer.

The killing intent of this tomb owner is even stronger than he imagined...... Much stronger!

There are many singularities here, and for those who desire to get to the grassland, only one means right.

But for the "tomb owner", each one means leaving.

A tomb master who doesn't even want to give him an hour to rest, a formation master who is eager to kill all the people who enter the tomb...... And how can the singularity of leaving be left to the grave seeker?

Ning Yi held his breath and slowly pulled out the fine snow.

He pointed the tip of his sword at the dome.

"Boom".

The divinity rippled like falling thunder, swept the grassland, and exploded a pillar of light through the sky.

......

......

Tian Yu pressed his hands against the city wall and gritted his teeth.

His vision was filled with a brilliant silver white, and after the little white wolf slashed down that knife, a pillar of heavenly light exploded in the direction where the white ape stood, and countless thunder lights gathered densely, and then exploded like starry light in the sky!

He didn't know if the little white wolf's knife worked...... Along with him, the desolate cultivators who looked into the distance were temporarily blinded by the swords and thunder.

Especially the three hundred black lion iron horsemen who were close to the battlefield.

They successfully helped the little khan break through and killed the white ape who threw the boulder, and at this moment they were blind, they could only rely on their "natural bloodline" to sense the crisis around them, but fortunately, the black lion's bloodline was strong enough, and the low-level demon spirits did not dare to get close at all......

Although they are blind, they are not deaf...... The little Khan's sword seemed to be mighty and sure to hit, but no one heard the beast's howl.

After the knife was handed out, the world was silent.

There were some "smart people" in the team of the Black Lion Iron Rider, and because of this excessive silence, a very terrifying thought appeared in their hearts...... At the moment, they were not attacked by low-level demon spirits, and there might be a possibility. Those demon spirits are not deterred by their own bloodline......

But...... The Great Demon of the Millennium Realm has appeared!

The pillar of light scattered.

Sight restored.

Tian Yu, who was far away from the city, exhausted his eyesight, and saw the center of the white ape's eyebrows, a wisp of scarlet demonic aura that soared into the sky, piercing the chest and abdomen of a slashing figure that jumped down with a knife, and nailed it to the air!

On the forehead of the huge white ape, standing or lying on its stomach, there were three figures.

A woman in a white robe, an old man in a red robe, and a man in a beast robe.

After seeing this scene clearly, Tian Yu's face instantly became extremely pale.

......

......

The sound of the wind echoed in my ears.

The pain in his shoulder was not very intense, but he could vaguely feel a "sourness", which melted into the blood, drummed and spread in the limbs, and stabbed towards the heart.

This is supposed to be a highly toxic toxin...... The little white wolf's expression was a little dazed, he lowered his head, and saw a long tail of a scorpion piercing his shoulder blades, scarlet as if soaked in blood.

This tightrope-like scorpion tail pins itself into the air.

The last memories emerged.

His own knife slashed down.

The white ape showed a "humanized" smile, and then where his sword fell, the "sound barrier" shattered, and a blood-red lotus bloomed, and the formation was shattered......

Wait, Formation?

Array !!

What I just slashed was a formation!

In this beast tide, there is a hidden array master, it is this red-robed old man-

The little white wolf coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes were bright, he saw clearly the three thousand-year-old realm demons standing in front of him at the moment, and when he saw the white-robed fox demon, he suddenly realized everything.

All of Tian Yu's guesses are correct!

Then the strangeness of the beast tide before is also reasonable...... The first beast tide was just a feint attack, attracting Father Khan to rush over, and the formation master carefully hid his identity, creating the illusion that the beast tide was repulsed, and waited for the mother river grassland king to leave the border, and then launched a second real onslaught!

"It's a desolate boy from the Star Realm...... Tsk, that's so young. ”

The red scorpion smiled and sighed with regret: "This body must be very delicious after eating, right?"

"Do the right thing first, break through the high platform, there is a lot of delicious food in it. The clouded leopard, who had always been silent, spoke, "Lord Xun Demon Monarch wants to collect barren bones, this person has good roots, and his backbone can be used as the main bone." ”

The little white wolf's pupils constricted.

Break through the high platform and collect the bones?

The main messenger behind them...... Is it the demon clan's scattered cultivator Xun Demon Monarch who travels in the four wildernesses?

The old man of the red scorpion was silent, the regret on his face was even stronger, his tongue had already hung out for a long time, he was weak at the moment, looked at Bai Wei, and asked, "Is this person killed or stayed?"

"Just kill it. ”

Bai Wei replied expressionlessly.

She didn't bother to look at this young desolate man anymore, and at the moment she was communicating with the black mirror with her mind, trying to get in touch with the "Xun Demon King".

This giant elephant platform, it looks like this, there is no need for the Demon Monarch to make a move, the three of them are enough to crush this defensive line!

For some reason, under the mental communication, although the black mirror trembled, it did not react...... This made Bai Wei's heart a little irritable.

What's going on?

This little mirror...... Why can't I contact Xun Demon King?

Three-headed thousand-year-old realm demon.

A low laugh rang out in his ears.

"Ho ......"

The old man of the red scorpion frowned and looked at the source of the laughter...... The young desolate man who was picked up in the air by his own scorpion tail.

"Ho ho ho ho ......"

The desolate man who let out a laugh was pierced in the shoulder by a poisonous scorpion cone, and red blood continued to flow, and then a surprising scene occurred...... The blood fell from the sky, and when it hit the ground, it splashed a pool of white flames.

The blooming wound burned with silver light on the edges.

The slow flame light gathered around the wound, suddenly speeding up the rate of burning, like a circle of reaping scythes, closing and slashing—

Tear up.

The scorpion tail, which had been refined like a steel cable, was directly cut by the snow-white flame light and broken in half.

The white wolf king's blood desolate man suspended in the air, his long hair was scattered, and his roots became as white as blazing snow, but he also carried a layer of sacredness and solemnity.

He held the long knife in one hand, and at this moment, it was like a god descending to earth, looking at the three-headed thousand-year-old realm demon in front of him, with a calm expression.

A scorpion, a fox, a leopard.

The young desolate man who inherited the blood of the orthodox white wolf king hung in the air, holding a knife in both hands, and his long hair was flying.

His words are like edicts, which make people tremble.

Rolling thunder, echoing in the air.

"A low-level demon spirit who dares to invade the territory of the grassland, I am in the name of the future Great Khan of the Eight Kings Banner...... Give death!"