When the blood-red hand appeared, Cheng Qianshan and the others' expressions showed a trace of solemnity.

They knew very well what this sudden appearance of blood light meant.

The face of the man in black showed a trace of disgust: "Damn!"

Although the tall Lord Zhuo was also very unhappy with the appearance of this blood light, after all, he had been through the wind and rain for a long time, and said lightly: "Please also ask the two of you to suppress this thousand-year-old Xuan Ling." ”

The purple-clothed rice fairy did not speak, and in the hand of the man in black, there was already an extra picture more than a foot long.

The moment this picture unfolded, I saw a golden sword drawn on it, and suddenly it bloomed with brilliant light!

The light shone in the sky, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it slashed towards the strange blood-colored palm.

The blood-colored big hand that had already arrived in front of Lin Yong decisively gave up on Lin Yong at the moment when the sword light slashed, and greeted the golden sword light.

The two collided silently in the void.

The imposing sword light, after cutting off a large area of blood light, slowed down, and the blood-colored palm also faded a lot.

Lin Yong was in the collision of two forces at this time, and he felt that half of his body was cold and half was hot.

With the help of his master's memory, he had long known that this Da Yue world was a bit dangerous, but now, he deeply realized that this place was ten times more dangerous than he expected.

The ancient tomb in the west is even more terrifying than I estimated.

"For the sake of this ancient tomb, it is really hateful to destroy the treasure map drawn by the Third Master Ancestor with the blood of the Sage!" The picture scroll in the hands of the young man in black turned into ashes silently.

Although he can be called wealthy, this picture scroll is still something he feels sorry for.

Lord Zhuo and Cheng Qianshan didn't speak, they knew very well that they couldn't afford to pay for such items.

After all, with the blood of the Sage, the battle map implying the meaning of the Sage was too precious, and they couldn't afford to pay it at all.

"Tell that martial soldier to hold on to a hundred snaps of his fingers, and the attack of this thousand-year-old Xuan Ling will soon be suppressed. ”

When the man in black said this, he seemed to be a little angry and advised: "Don't let him delay the big thing!"

Lord Zhuo solemnly agreed, but he didn't speak, but looked at Cheng Qianshan with his eyes.

Cheng Qianshan hesitated for a moment, then said to Lin Yong: "Lin Yong, wait a minute." Don't back down, or you'll be killed!"

There is no forgiveness for killing, Cheng Qianshan said it categorically, the moment he heard this, Lin Yong could even feel a cold killing machine, which was coming towards him.

The aftermath of the two different forces made Lin Yong extremely uncomfortable, if it weren't for the fact that his divine sense was still quite strong, at this time, the whole person would probably collapse under this crazy power.

A hundred snaps of your fingers, can you support it!

Just when Lin Yong was worried, the blood-red palm was silent, giving birth to cracks one after another.

The crack appeared, which meant that the blood-red hand could hardly resist the sword light. But at the moment when the blood-red palm cracked, Lin Yong had a bad feeling.

"Not good. A trace of panic flashed in the purple-clothed woman's apricot eyes: "This is the Divine Soul Blossom!"

Lord Na Zhuo's expression suddenly showed a trace of panic, and he understood what this divine soul flower meant.

As for Cheng Qianshan, there was a hint of confusion in his expression.

Just as Cheng Qianshan was about to ask what the Divine Soul Flower meant by blooming, he saw cracks rushing out of the blood-colored palm cracks, forming a flower the size of a baby's fist above the palm.

Although the flowers are small, they are full of thrilling beauty when they bloom. It seems that all the beauty in the world has sprung up in an instant with the blooming of this flower.

The flowers are still blooming, and the ancient tomb, which has been shrouded in blood, looks more and more gloomy at this time.

The blood light that Lin Yong's eyes saw became deeper and deeper, and even Lin Yong felt as if this blood light had turned into a sea of blood.

What's going on? How can there be a sea of blood?

Lin Yong, who couldn't care about anything else, quickly used a Junfu card. Whether it works or not, he's going to give it a try.

"Let that warrior rush over quickly, let him rush over!" The man in black's voice was full of madness: "Let him stick the soul suppression talisman on the ancient tomb, otherwise, we will all die!"

"How can there be a Divine Soul Flower, how can he be willing to use the Divine Soul Flower!" Lord Zhuo was terrified, and there was even a hint of madness in his voice.

No one answered Lord Zhuo's yelling, including Cheng Qianshan, who was also frightened at this time.

"My lord, why don't you let me rush over. Cheng Qianshan took a deep breath and took the initiative to ask.

"No, the formation that suppresses the ancient tomb in the west is extremely sensitive to strength, and those who have cultivated beyond the Quenning Yuan Realm, once they get close to this ancient tomb, it will cause the formation to backlash, in that case, the thousand-year-old Xuan Spirit in the ancient tomb will be born earlier. ”

Zhuo Da was angry and said, "You quickly retreat!"

A hint of impatience flashed in Cheng Qianshan's eyes, he was usually calm and atmospheric in front of Lin Yong and the others.

But now, this calm atmosphere has disappeared cleanly because of the moment of life and death.

If you can't move forward, what about escaping?

The same is not good, Cheng Qianshan knows very well that once this thousand-year-old Xuan Ling is born, then he will definitely not have enough time to escape to a safe area.

Cheng Qianshan's gaze instantly fell on Lin Yong's body, although he knew that Lin Yong would be difficult to succeed, but for him, at this time, this Lin Yong was the last hope after all.

Lin Yong didn't rush over at this time, he was hesitating which one he would choose to get rich.

Lin Shanhu, Strength: 2.5 Constitution: 2.8 Spirit: 1.4

Tong Shanlin, Strength: 1.7, Constitution: 1.2, Spirit: 0.9

......

Xuanyin Iron Bone Snake, Strength: 0.2 Constitution: 5.9 Spirit: 0.1

If it is said that within a radius of ten miles, the strongest vertical and horizontal ability in the Quenching Yuan Realm is naturally this Lin Mountain Tiger, the last time he pasted the soul talisman, Lin Yong was the Lin Mountain Tiger who was chosen.

But this time, Lin Yong felt that he could no longer choose Lin Shanhu.

The reason why this is so, of course, is because Lin Shanhu's physique is not the strongest. This Xuanyin Iron Bone Snake is much inferior to Lin Shanhu in terms of strength and spirit, but his physique is strong.

"Lin Yong, what are you doing in a daze!"

In Cheng Qianshan's shouting, Lin Yong finally made up his mind. The moment he chose the Xuanyin Iron Bone Snake, he chose the physique of the Xuanyin Iron Bone Snake.

In an instant, Lin Yong felt that his body seemed to have become incomparably soft, not to mention, the skin that was originally like the bark of a dead tree added a slippery feeling.

Not only that, but the originally biting yin wind seemed to have disappeared most of it at once at this moment.

Even if it was the viscous blood-colored light, it gave Lin Yong the feeling of being like water at this time, and Lin Yong was naturally the dragon that was about to enter the water.

Without any hesitation or hesitation, Lin Yong rushed towards the direction of the ancient tomb almost immediately.

"It's useless, let's prepare, let's withdraw!" The man in black looked at the top of the blood-red palm, and there was only one layer of buds left in bloom, and his face was gloomy.

Not only did he pity the treasure he used, but he also felt sorry for himself, I was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task!

Not only that, but even if you can escape, I'm afraid you will have to pay a lot of price.

These things came together and it made his heart ache immensely.

Cheng Qianshan didn't know what to say, looking at the slowly blooming buds, thinking of something he had seen from Zhen Wuwei's internal report, and said in a trembling voice: "The thousand-year-old Xuanling was born, and in these thousands of miles, they are all ...... It's all ghosts!"

No one listened to Cheng Qianshan's emotion, and that Lord Zhuo was about to retreat at this time.

Although his cultivation is strong, he does not think that the possibility of his escape is very high.

So at such a time, what he has to do is to take the first step himself.

At the moment when he retreated, another bud gently unfolded. At this moment, the villain, who was already in the bud, had been revealed.

The villain is laughing, this smile is shallow, but this smile gives people a creepy feeling.

"Once the thousand-year-old Xuanling is born, this world's top existence will ......"

The woman surnamed Mi only said half of her words, and behind her, a pair of wings made of light yarn had just bloomed, and she saw Lin Yong who was rushing towards the ancient tomb.

Lin Yong is ten zhang away from the ancient tomb, and this distance is a moat in the eyes of the woman surnamed Mi.

An existence like Lin Yong, a barrier that is difficult to surmount in a lifetime.

But now, Lin Yong had already rushed over Wuzhang before they could pay attention.

Rush into Wuzhang again, paste the demon suppression talisman, and this huge crisis will be over. But the question is, in the end, can this soldier rush over?

The woman surnamed Mi didn't think that Lin Yong would be able to rush over!

The man in black has even begun to retreat!

Lord Nazhuo has already taken a few steps back!

Cheng Qianshan subconsciously shook his head!

They didn't believe that this second-class soldier could rush over, and the blood light had begun to spread around them, and they all felt that their bodies were a little difficult to move.

I can't move by myself, and if this ordinary soldier wants to rush over, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult!

"Let's go, this is our last time, and we can't waste it. Lord Zhuo rose into the air, and in an instant, he was like a goshawk, retreating dozens of feet.

The purple wings of the woman surnamed Mi spread, and the whole person flew in mid-air, although the urging seemed to be a little slow, but she could suspend the whole person in the void.

The man in black was like a black arrow, rushing out hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Qianshan also fled in a hurry, everyone else left, how could he not leave!

In the blink of an eye, they all retreated far away, and outside the ancient tomb of Naxibi, only the golden sword light and the blood-red palm were confronting.

And outside the Xibi Ancient Tomb, which was beginning to be wrapped in blood mist, a figure was rushing over quickly!