The ancient tomb opened, and under the guidance of the white hall master of the Black Abyss Gate, everyone followed him cautiously.

After all, only the people of the Black Abyss Gate would not be too dangerous if they had entered the ancient tomb and followed behind the White Hall Master.

In fact, the danger of this ancient tomb was underestimated.

"Take these in your hands, pour the power of divine thoughts into them, and don't be separated from me. ”

After everyone marched for about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Mo felt that this place was very strange, and there was constantly a violent aura, eroding towards him.

He gave thirty-one cold soul jade stones to Qin Haotian and the others behind him.

With the power of his divine thoughts as a traction, he will not be scattered in this ancient tomb.

These thirty-one people are the mainstay of the future Zhentian Pavilion, and Jiang Mo doesn't want to see any accidents from them.

The eyes of some monks with low strength turned red.

However, this situation has not been noticed, and everyone's attention is on the immortal artifacts and inheritance of the ancient tombs.

Many people think that after getting the inheritance of the ancient tombs, they will soar to the sky

But they didn't think about it carefully, how could a truly powerful inheritance be so easy to obtain?

Besides, even if you get it, whether you have the life to enjoy it or not, it's still two words.

Walking to a place in the middle, the white hall master of the Black Abyss Gate suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at Jiang Mo and the others.

At first, his face was solemn and nervous, and finally he suddenly burst into laughter.

It's like being crushed by the last straw, crushing the nerves.

"Finally here, my mission is complete!"

The White Hall Master laughed loudly, since he received Lu Dongting's secret order, he knew that he would have this day.

Now, at last, he was relieved.

Hearing the White Hall Master's strange words, everyone's eyes froze, and a sense of danger spread uncontrollably from the bottom of their hearts.

At the moment when everyone noticed it, beams of miserable white light shone directly on the body of the White Hall Master.

In an instant, his body was disintegrated, and the aura of the Seven Star Martial Saint dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, everyone's backs were wet with cold sweat!

The body of the White Hall Lord dissipated into the tomb, but the blood flowed away like the ground.

A strong bloody aura slowly dispersed, and everyone was terrified!

The Seven-Star Martial Saint was instantly killed, and that white beam of light would be a nightmare for most people here!

"The blood sacrifice has been completed, and the eighty-one caves will be opened one after another, and whether you can get the opportunity depends on your creation!"

These were the last words of the White Hall Master.

Saying this does not mean that the White Hall Master is not dead.

This is a sentence recorded by him with a sound spar before his death.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

When this voice fell, everyone's eyelids jumped, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Could it be that this Black Abyss Gate is deliberately trying to harm us?"

Huo Shu, the sect leader of the Yunhai Sect, was suddenly startled, and then his body was stunned, and he walked towards the bronze gate of the ancient tomb.

He wanted to get out of here.

There are not a few people who have the same idea as Huo Shu, when the white beam of light instantly killed the White Hall Master, many people have already retreated in their hearts.

Jiang Mo stood still and didn't move, thinking quickly in his mind.

If the Black Abyss Sect really wanted to attack them, it would have done so long ago without the help of this ancient tomb.

What's more, the other party also put on a seven-star martial saint as a blood sacrifice ceremony for the opening of the eighty-one caves, what are they trying to do?

"Perhaps, in this ancient tomb, there is really a inheritance, but the price is too great, and the Black Abyss Sect wants to use these silver-level forces to get the inheritance?" Jiang Mo thought in his heart.

"It's over! The Bronze Gate is closed, and we can't go back!"

Huo Shu's voice came, with a hint of horror.

Soon after he finished speaking, a rumbling sound rang out.

One after another, stone gates, from the place where the previous White Hall Lord fell, slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"What should I do? Do you want to go in or do you want to go back?"

A sect master hesitated.

Everyone present was a little undecided.

Right now, the way back is out of nowhere.

If we keep going, no one knows what dangers lie ahead.

Therefore, for a while, many people don't know what to do.

"Lord, what should we do?" Qin Haotian asked.

They all have the cold soul jade given by Jiang Mo, as long as Jiang Mo is there, they have the backbone.

"Follow me closely, don't be left alone!"

Jiang Mo said, and then his body turned into a streamer and swept towards a stone door.

Behind him, Qin Haotian and the others followed.

Seeing Jiang Mo, who was the first to make a move, everyone was watching, if something happened to him, then no matter what, he couldn't move forward.

"This kid will probably die inside. The Beast King Hall Lord snorted coldly.

Huo Shu also returned at this time, his face cloudy.

After entering the stone gate, Jiang Mo felt that a very powerful force swept towards him.

As if he wanted to cut off his connection with Qin Haotian and the others.

"Stay vigilant!"

Jiang Mo shouted in a deep voice.

Originally, the connection between the divine thoughts that was gradually weakening was much stronger again.

Then, the gray-white light gradually dimmed, and in front of him was a cave.

Jiang Mo and the others passed through the stone gate and appeared in this cave, and there was no danger for the time being.

However, in such a place, no one dares to take it lightly.

"Pavilion Master, the fluctuation of the Yuan Force in this ancient tomb seems to be very weak. It's hard to give full play to half of our strength!"

At this time, a monk from Zhentian Pavilion suddenly spoke.

Jiang Mo's heart moved, and after taking a closer look, he did find that the vitality here seemed to be very thin.

"It's so weird that this ancient tomb can be isolated from Yuan Li!" Jiang Mo said secretly in his heart, and then, he looked at Qin Haotian and asked, "Is the magic element here also isolated?"

Qin Haotian's eyebrows moved, and the Thunder God Scepter appeared in his right hand, pointing towards the sky, and the thunder magic elements between heaven and earth all converged.

Turned into a ball of shining spherical lightning.

From that thunder ball, Jiang Mo felt a very strong force, it seemed that in this ancient tomb, there was no isolation of magic elements.

In this way, Jiang Mo and the others, compared to other silver-level forces, can occupy some advantages here.

It was only then that they were relieved and had time to examine the structure of the cave.

Hole**, empty.

Except, of course, a dry skeleton that has fallen for an unknown number of years.

The dry skeleton was standing, and in his right hand he held a short sword that stabbed into the ground below.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Jiang Mo closed his eyes.

In my mind, a picture seems to emerge: this dry skeleton of people, before his death, used flying swords to slay evil demons!

(End of chapter)