The Eighteen Cavalry of the Darkness quickly cleared the battlefield until they ensured that no one survived, and the sixteen people guarded the main road, and they would never allow anyone to set foot here until they walked out of the underground palace.

At this time, Mo Fei, Zazen and Yaya in the underground palace had already walked to the place where Zazen had gone before.

"Little ghost, through here, we will reach the land of the dragon's head. However, I can warn you, this place, I don't know which turtle grandson has set a ban, and it is a place of death. ”

"How do you break it?"

Zazen glanced at Mo Fei, sighed and shook his head: "There is no solution." ”

Mo Fei glanced at Zazen and complained: "Then you carry the coffin and wait for me to think slowly." As he spoke, Mo Fei started on the ground next to him, and scolded angrily: "You little ghost, why do you have so many thief eyes?" Okay, okay, let me tell you, if you want to pass through here, unless you are not under this heavenly path, not in this six realms. ”

"Speak human words!"

This was said by Yaya, Yaya understood the meaning of Zazen, and also understood that Zazen meant something else, but the longer Yaya stayed in this underground palace, the more the crisis in her heart became a little stronger, and she understood that this place was really not suitable for a long time, so she opened her mouth to find out about this matter. Zazen said helplessly: "I don't understand either, how can anyone not be under this heavenly way?" ”

As he spoke, Zazen glanced at Mo Fei with his eyes, and Mo Fei naturally understood why someone could not be under this Heavenly Dao. I didn't want to think about it, so I just got up and walked forward.

Yaya and Zazen didn't expect Mo Fei to be so neat, and hurriedly stopped: "Mo Fei." ”

However, when it was too late, Mo Fei's feet had already fallen to the ground.

The first step was taken, and the three of them were silent, and the dungeon fell into a dead silence, and after a long time, it was still a dead silence. Joy rose in Zazen's eyes: "Haha...... You are really not a person under this heavenly way, the place of death has been broken, let's go quickly. ”

As he spoke, he walked forward quickly, followed by Yaya and Zazen.

After the three of them passed by this passage, they met a dragon gate, which was about 40 zhang high and 30 zhang wide, which was extremely magnificent and magnificent. In the face of this kind of petty theft, digging the grave and opening the door, Zazen is very handy, Zazen swaggered forward, somehow, suddenly there is a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, the chain of Buddhist beads is pulled, the hand is scattered to both sides, and the Buddha beads bounce towards the walls on both sides. A picture of invisibility jumped on the wall, and then, the door of the tomb rumbled open, and the three of them hurried in.

After the three of them walked into the tomb gate, they looked at the empty field in front of them in astonishment, and they couldn't believe that the most important and dangerous place in the Qianling underground palace, as wide as the courtyard of Daming Palace, was empty except for a coffin.

Zazen sat on the spot, reasoned about numerology again, and after a long time, looked at the coffin in the center and said: "The coffin is filled with the luck of the Li royal family, if you want to save your nephew, you have to put your nephew's ice coffin there in order to be effective." ”

After Zazen finished speaking, he said earnestly: "However, if you move the luck of the Li royal family, you are only afraid that the world will ......."

Before she finished speaking, Yaya pushed the coffin where the Li family's royal luck was located to the side with a palm in the air, and Mo Xiyan's coffin was carried to the place where the coffin was just now.

"Little ghost, why don't you hesitate......"

As soon as Zazen finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth, because Mo Fei opened the ice coffin without hesitation.

Zazen really doesn't believe that a person who has been asleep for decades can be resurrected, however, it doesn't care about this.

Mo Fei pinched Mo Xiyan's mouth, took out a pill in his arms and stuffed it in. Immediately after, thirty-six silver needles flew out in his hand, and all of them fell on Mo Xiyan's body.

A white mist swirled out from Mo Xiyan's body.

……

Outside the Qianling Underground Palace, the Eighteen Horsemen of Cangming had just rested, and the ancient smokers came through the air with a whisk in their hands and went straight to the Qianling Underground Palace.

The eighteen horsemen of Cangying saw a person coming from afar, in addition to his extraordinary bearing, the true qi wrapped in his body was also like an immortal descending, and he was magnificent. Sixteen people hurriedly responded jointly, Gu Yanke, as the leader of the world's Dao Commandery, the Great Qin National Teacher, and the martial arts master, naturally did not take these sixteen people in his eyes, and swept the dust in his hands, and swept towards the sixteen people with the power of shaking the sky.

Gu Yanke originally thought that as soon as his martial arts master made a move, even if he only used five points of strength, he would definitely be able to wipe out these sixteen people. However, to his surprise, the attack was released, and the sixteen people only took three steps back.

The ancient smoker glanced at the sixteen people with his eyebrows, and finally restrained his contempt, and said in a faint voice: "The Eighteen Horsemen of the Cangying Dynasty who can make the wicked people of the Western Wilderness frightened really live up to their reputation. In that case, the old way will solve you first. ”

Saying that, the ancient smoker swept the dust and flew towards the eighteen horses of the Cangying, and at the same time did not forget to speak: "These sixteen people have been handed over to me, you go in quickly." ”

A martial arts master makes a move, and these sixteen people already need to pay all their energy to wait for the battle, and those who come back will not have the energy to deal with it.

However, at this time, on the edge of the sky, a blue figure swept in front of everyone's eyes with lightning speed. The blind man of Nanshan, the ninth person in the world of martial arts masters, the most mysterious he entered the underground palace at this moment.

The second child's brows furrowed tightly, but he knew that the eighteen horsemen of Cangying had limited combat power in single-handedness, and if they wanted to stop the martial arts masters, it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and it was better for the sixteen people to solve the ancient smoker in front of him first.

The second child looked at Gu Yanke fiercely and said, "Hurry up." ”

Sixteen people surrounded the ancient smokers, and in the face of this kind of perverted master who has been out of the concept of martial arts and is recognized by people, even if he is as strong as the Eighteen Horsemen, he still does not dare to despise it.

However, without waiting for the eighteen riders to move, the blind man just entered the dungeon, and then the old prince came with a sword and followed him into the dungeon.

In just a quarter of an hour, the world's three major martial arts masters arrived in Qianling one after another. The Eighteen Riders of the Darkness had already sensed that today's battle would be a tough battle they had ever had before. However, the next moment, the Si Kou Ming, who had threatened that the Buddha of Bitterness would not die and would not leave the Southern Regions, came with a big red flower in his hand and an old face black. Si Kouming had just entered the underground palace, Aunt You walked slowly with crutches and Liu Tong, the third prince of the Han Dynasty, and an old man in a sixtieth century, Liu Tong avoided the corpse on the ground in disgust, and scolded: "It's so fucking disgusting, I have to find a few girls to wash my body when I go back tonight." Subsequently...... The three of them entered the underground palace as if no one was around.

The nine great martial arts masters in the world have gathered five of them, and they will die.

At this moment, King Sheng, dressed in plain clothes, came from afar, and with an extraordinary bearing, he stepped through these mountains of blood and corpses, and he was still spotless.

The Eighteen Horsemen of Cangying don't know King Sheng, if there are people who know King Sheng again, they will inevitably wonder how King Sheng, who only has the strength of a nine-vein martial artist, would go on this troubled water.