When Lei Yang saw it, there would be a light shining on it from time to time, and whenever the light hit it, countless runes would appear on it.

These runes are esoteric and complex, like a row of deep lines, and each time they appear, they make the curtain of the Great Law shine under indescribable pressure.

This pressure makes it immediately visible through the light curtain, and you can see that there is a huge deep hole in the ground in the center of the light curtain. It's dark and deep. It has no light.

Lei Yang followed the monk's brigade slowly to the edge of the clearing, and after falling, he couldn't help but look around.

The number of these monks was very large. At first glance, the entire wilderness is dense, roughly estimated. I'm afraid it doesn't exceed tens of thousands.

Not to mention Lei Yang in such a scene, even a lot of spirituality and successful free training have unconsciously raised shocking colors.

However, although the monks are numerous, they are not scattered. In addition to sporadic practice, some well-dressed monks were disciplined and relatively concentrated near the center of the light curtain. Obviously, they were all disciples of the so-called sects, and the fluctuations in their cultivation were also stronger than the scattered practices around them.

Especially in front of the light curtain, there were four strong men of different ages, sitting around the Ayang light curtain in the wilderness, as if guarding each other.

Two of the four are elderly and two are middle-aged.

The two old men, one of them, wore a long ink robe and a flowing cloud coat, with silver hair, a flying spirit, and a childlike face, with extraordinary charm.

The other old man was a black robe, as tall as a strong man, and his face was covered in the skeleton pattern of a badger, which made him look eerie and full of evil spirits.

The middle-aged man was wearing a blue shirt and a simple green sword on his back, with a handsome appearance, naturally revealing a trace of ferocity and majesty, and his eyes were full of clover, like two sharp swords, which made people dare not look directly.

The other middle-aged man was a sky-blue robe, and the whole person showed a sense of elegance, quite a bit of fairy charm, a sense of detachment.

The four men were dressed differently and were obviously from different factions. But one thing is exactly the same, and that is that the fluctuations that these four people emanate from their practice are all extremely strong, and a sense of terror will arise on their scalps when they are seen by countless spiritual practitioners.

Especially one of them, a silver-haired old man, wearing an inky flowing cloud shirt, and the middle-aged man opposite, carrying a green shirt and a simple green sword, was very strong, and he was afraid that he had far surpassed the great achievements of understanding Dan and reached the realm of Yuan Ying strongman. He stomped his foot and shook it to one side.

Behind the four people was a group of monks, and their clothes were about the same as those of the four people. Among them were nuns and nuns. The number of nuns in each group is nearly twenty. With the exception of the four leaders of the team, the rest were spiritual disciples. There seems to be a general agreement.

However, although they were all disciples of the aura, they were all on the ninth floor of the aura, and many of the disciples directly emitted strong and complete fluctuations of the aura, which was in no way comparable to the unusual reiki disciples. And their strength also made dozens of them around, and no one dared to approach.

"Oh my God, that's a disciple of Liuyun Pavilion. How did they get here!"

"Not only that, but there is also the Qinghua Sect!"

"You are blind, this is obviously the four major sects of the Qi State today. They all came. What is in this tomb that gathers the four disciples here?"

From the whispers of the surrounding monks, Lei Yang gradually realized that the four rows of monks sitting in the four directions of the light curtain were actually disciples of the four major clans of the Qi Kingdom.

"No wonder you have such a powerful aura!" In Lei Yang's heart, although he didn't go out to practice, he still heard about the four major clans of the Qi Kingdom.

Lei Yang once saw a simple map of South Vietnam in the history of family sketching.

According to the map, the entire territory of the Southern Ah Viet is infinite. There are countless countries in this vast land. Among the many countries in the south of Vietnam, the state of Qi, where Wu Yuanzhen is located, is only a small country.

In this vast land, there are countless big factions. Some of these sects are powerful and unusual, often ruling over a single country, or have many empires attached to them.

In any case, those who rule this vast land, whether in the open or in the dark, are ultimately powerful clans.

As a small country, the Qi State has its own independent royal family, but what it really controls is the four most powerful clans in the country, namely the Liuyun Pavilion, the Tianmen Sect, the Qing School, and the Ghost Dao Sect.

The four major clans secretly held power, sitting in the towns on all sides of the Qi Kingdom, and all the clans of the Qi Kingdom existed as much as the Great War of the Heavenly Kingdom, and their status was high.

Many monks want to worship them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this old man is Wang Huatian, the old man of Liu Yunge. The tomb here is where the spiritual disciples of my four monks have tried it over the years. Open every ten years.

It's a secret that has never been passed on from the inside out. But I don't know what kind of person he's been lately. He spread the news widely, attracting many monks like you to flock to it.

Originally, my four emperors planned to draw up a broader battle plan, seal off this place, and keep the monks from approaching it outside of the four emperors. But my four Heavenly Emperors cherish this world and think that you and everyone else belong to my Great Qi people, and finally decided to open the secret area of the tomb for you to enter with the others. This is a verdict. ”

Lei Yang stared at the silver-haired old man, who was wearing a long ink coat. His eyes were full of spirit, and he walked up to the sky step by step, standing with his hands on his shoulders. His eyes were full of light. Although his expression was cold, it naturally showed unshakable majesty.

His voice seemed to have a strange and mysterious power. When the light curtain rumbles, it can clearly fall into the ears of every monk in the wilderness.

"Ahh

Countless monks from other sects were immediately excited by the discussion, and some monks even danced with joy when they heard the news.

Wang Huatian also smiled slightly when he saw it. When he was young, he coughed, and the whole wilderness immediately became quiet. Then he continued.

"While you and the other monks can come in, the old man must speak first. Because there is a special oppressed ability to practice at night, non-spiritual monks are not allowed to enter. Don't, remember.

Indeed, there are countless opportunities in the twilight in which there are many rare earth dragons and even more legends. Due to the cultivation of the mysterious world of heaven and earth for many years, there may be a rare line in the tomb, which is rare in the world...... "Heavenly Dragon Spirit", Wang Hua Tiantun stopped here, especially the four words "Heavenly Dragon Qi" in the back.

However, it is speculated that the cracks in the tombs have been there for thousands of years. When I didn't find the four tombs in my early years, there were already monsters inside. Now, after countless years, many monsters are afraid that they have become very powerful.

It can be said that the tomb has now been turned into a monster's lair, and the danger is self-evident. Once you enter, you will live and die peacefully. Whether you want to participate in the Senju or not, you should wait for the monk to think twice before proceeding.