"Hiss"

On the magnificent hall, people gathered, scattered in all corners of the main hall, talking to each other. However, at this time, most of everyone's eyes fell on the center of the main hall, on the majestic huge figure, and the gaze cast was full of shocks that could not be concealed.

The hall is majestic and magnificent, and although it is shrouded in a dim atmosphere, it does not affect the shock it brings. In the main hall stand eight huge pillars that reach the sky, side by side, supporting the starry sky dome suspended high in the sky.

Each giant pillar had been hollowed out of a space, and vicious spirit beasts of different shapes were placed. There are eight giant pillars, and the spirit beasts placed on each giant pillar are different, and they are carved by jade. A closer look at the direction they were facing could reveal that the eight spirit beasts with hideous faces were facing the main hall in unison, as if they were worshipping the standing figure.

Looking towards the center of the main hall, there stood a sacred statue with a solemn face, holding a jade carved book in his hand, thick and delicate, which seemed to be engraved with dense scriptures. Anyone with a discerning eye should be able to see that this jade book must be a priceless treasure.

The statue has a solemn face, and the other hand is one arm high, and the palm of the hand is turned flat, as if supporting the heaven and the earth, which makes people's hearts rise with endless admiration.

However, while gazing at the statue, some eyes began to fall on the huge coffin behind the statue, where a bronze coffin hung quietly, and at the four corners of the coffin, four thigh-thick iron chains were fastened, nailed to the walls of the magnificent hall, which looked extremely elegant.

In front of the huge and solemn stone statue, there are also eight hideous stone statues, revealing the appearance of spirit beasts, and careful observation can find that the appearance of these eight spirit beast stone statues is the same as the carved in the giant pillar, but the size of these stone statues is larger than that engraved in the giant pillar.

"Whoosh"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air in the main hall, and then, a flash of golden light galloped in, like a meteor, and instantly appeared in everyone's sight. The short flight streaked through the air and flew over everyone's heads, but none of the people present dared to show a dissatisfied look, no other, because they knew in their hearts who the person was coming, the golden light flashed, here, only the leader of the younger generation of the Shuli Holy Land could have such a sharp spiritual momentum.

The spiritual power dissipated, and a man's figure was exposed in everyone's sight. The person who came was dressed in black, with a thin body, a cold aura between his eyebrows, and a dark black spear in his hand, the sharp tip of which shone with a cold luster. Wang Zhong's first impression was that no one should enter, and the indifferent look on his face seemed to be indifferent to everything around him, of course, with his strength and fame, he had the capital to be proud.

In a flash, Wang Zhong appeared in the center of the main hall with a sharp aura of slaughter, his eyes raised lightly, and he looked at the huge stone statue not far in front of him. Looking around, his gaze was fixed on the jade book held by the stone statue, and suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his pupils. There, there are the things he needs for this trip, and at the same time, this is also the task assigned by the elders of the sect on this trip, and he is determined to obtain the jade classics held by the stone statue.

Soon after Wang Zhong appeared, two dark figures swept outside the hall at the same time, looking at the people in the hall with a little pride in their eyes, and they abandoned everyone in a rampage. Although he was indignant in his heart, no one in the crowd spoke out, without him, the person who came was Wang Zhong's fellow disciple, who was also a disciple of Shuli Holy Land, not to mention his own good strength, his identity alone crushed them to death.

"The Shuli Holy Land is really a big shelf, is this a thing that everyone present looks at as if it were nothing?"

The arrival of Wang Zhong seemed to kick off the prelude to the clan's holy land, and then, a sarcastic word sounded in the main hall. Immediately afterwards, people saw that a ball of light blue light and shadow appeared in the main hall, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, his eyes were full of light sarcasm, and he looked at Wang Zhong not far in front of him.

"Our Shuli matter, it seems that it is not your turn to intervene in Fusang. ”

Hearing the sarcastic words coming from behind him, Wang Zhong withdrew his gaze, turned around, and looked at Qi Yunqing, who was dressed in green clothes, with an indifferent expression, without the slightest politeness in his words. Although it is only a verbal battle, it also confirms what Huo Xin'er said that the holy land of the four major sects is not monolithic, and it is common to intrigue in secret.

"I'm not interested in your, and I don't bother to take care of it, but I want to make one thing clear, here, if someone is not good for Miss Ximeng, even if it hurts a strand of her hair, don't blame me for turning my face in Fusang Holy Land and not recognizing people. ”

Qi Yunqing didn't care about Wang Zhong's unkind words, but looked around at everyone in the hall with a warning gaze. In the end, his gaze was fixed on Wang Zhong's body, and it was obvious that there was an obvious target in his words, as for who it was, everyone present must have been like a mirror in their hearts.

It is rumored that Qi Yunqing loves Miss Ximeng in his heart, and he has chased her here for thousands of miles, and there are still people who have doubts, but from Qi Yunqing's words just now, everyone can hear the meaning, it seems that the rumors are true, this young talent in the Fusang Holy Land is still an infatuated man.

"That's a little wrong, everyone who comes here is not looking for an opportunity, how can it be said that it is aimed at whom? ”

Just when the two of them were tense and their anger dropped to the freezing point, a giggling sound came at this time, resounding in the silent hall, and immediately broke this cold atmosphere. Then, I saw the crowd in the main hall get out of the way, and then, a fat man in a dark green robe appeared between the two, and a smile flashed across his cheeks, and he opened his mouth to dissuade him like a good old man.

"Yan Hao, your Tianshu Holy Land has never been lazy and doesn't ask about the world, why did you send you here this time?"

Looking at the fat figure that suddenly appeared in the field, Qi Yunqing slowly put away the strong momentum released around him, don't look around, glanced at Yan Hao beside him, and said with a little salty and indifferent.

"What did Brother Qi say, our Tianshu Holy Land has always been known for being diligent and thrifty, and a few days ago I found that there were ruins here, and the elders of the sect sent me here to take a look, how could I be lazy. ”

Listening to Qi Yunqing's words beside him, Yan Hao smiled, so he made a tired look, pretended to be a touch of grievance on his honest cheeks, and opened his mouth to respond.

Ignoring Yan Hao, who suddenly appeared in the venue, Wang Zhong turned around and looked at the hall again, but this time, his gaze fell on the stone statue of the eight hideous spirit beasts, his gaze froze, and an inexplicable color flashed in his pupils, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Wang Zhong, I ran away after robbing my aunt and grandmother's things, and I still have the courage to appear here. ”

Suddenly, a voice full of annoyance sounded in the hall that had just been silent. Immediately, everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the outside of the main hall, and when they turned back, the scene amazed everyone. Outside the main hall, Huo Xin'er and Ximeng's two beautiful figures swept together, one with a hot figure and a brutal personality, exuding an aura of temptation that was difficult to control.

And the Ximeng beside her is like a pure green lotus, unstained by the world, standing fluttering in white clothes, buried in the light veil, and staring at the people in the hall with smart eyes. With her pure and spiritual gaze, no one dared to look at her, and under her gaze, all of them could not help but have a sense of self-shame, as if looking at her was a kind of blasphemy against this beautiful woman.

"Whoosh"

As soon as Huo Xin'er's figure fell, a huge fireball condensed from her hand, accompanied by her angry words, and threw it towards Wang Zhong not far away. Under the blazing flames, there was a violent spiritual power, and the momentum was surging, if this blow fell on a martial artist in the Yangxi Realm, I am afraid that even if he did not die, he would have to shed his skin, such a ferocious attack can be seen how angry Huo Xin'er was at this time.

"Hmph"

Feeling the blazing spiritual power coming from behind him, Wang Zhong snorted coldly, turned around, and pointed like a knife, and the golden spiritual power surged out. The next moment, everyone saw that his fingertips had completely evolved into gold at this moment, as if they were made of steel, giving people an incomparably solid sense of solidity.

"Snort"

Immediately afterwards, seeing Wang Zhong step forward on the soles of his feet, his fingertips that completely evolved into gold were pointed out. The next moment, everyone looked horrified, only to see a huge fingerprint in front of Wang Zhong instantly condensed, and with a press of his fingertips, a golden light could be faintly seen shooting towards Huo Xin'er's condensed fireball.

"Boom"

A dull sound resounded in the empty hall, and the aftermath was cleared, and the monk who was not strong could not help but fly away under this fierce impact. But everyone's eyes were mixed with more surprise, and their eyes were full of excitement, these genius disciples of the Holy Land of the Sect are rare to see on weekdays, and today they can meet all of them here, and seeing the competition of these disciples of the Holy Land can be regarded as raising their horizons.

"Whoosh"

Although the blazing fireball thrown by Huo Xin'er was powerful and erupted with a powerful aftershock, there was a gap between the realms of the two, and the fireball thrown by Huo Xin'er was finally broken by the fingerprints shot by Wang Zhong. The finger prints were castrated, bursting in the direction where Huo Xin'er was, as if they were about to pierce her seductive delicate body.

"Hmph"

With a snort, Huo Xin'er's beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly, and the spiritual power around her body surged again, and with the same point, the fiery spiritual power breath shot towards the sharp golden finger print, accompanied by a popping sound, the two sharp finger prints exploded in the space, turning into a point of light in the sky and dissipating.

"You..."

Looking at Wang Zhong's indifferent expression not far away, Huo Xin'er was angry, and was about to step forward again, but was stopped by Xi Meng next to him by grabbing Hao's wrist.

"There's no need to do anything with him here. ”

Ximeng's bland words sounded in Huo Xin'er's ears, and the ethereal voice made Huo Xin'er temporarily suppress the surging anger in her heart, and glanced at Wang Zhong not far away angrily, then turned her gaze away to the crowd not far away, as if looking for something.

Eyes came, looking at Ximeng, who stopped Huo Xin'er, Wang Zhong's indifferent face finally climbed a touch of solemnity, if there is anyone here who makes him most jealous, it is the girl in front of him. From her, Wang Zhong felt a kind of pressure, this kind of spiritual power suppression from instinct, he had only felt it in those genius disciples of the inner gate in the Holy Land, and those people were all demonic beings who had stepped into the Upper Star Realm.

Wang Zhong is very clear about his strength, but the cultivation that has reached the peak of the Four Manchu Realm can still feel such pressure on the girl's body, which can only show that the Ximeng in front of him is very likely to have broken through the four fulls, stepping into the stars, and seeing that the girl's age should be younger than himself, such a talent makes Wang Zhong, who has always been proud, a little difficult to accept.

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the hall, and the violent shaking spread throughout the hall, making everyone present shake their feet, unstable, and even some slightly weaker warriors, staggered a few times, sat on the ground, and suddenly provoked a burst of laughter around.

A powerful aura permeated and sprung up, instantly filling all corners of the hall, followed by boundless pressure, everyone only felt that their bodies sank, as if their backs were pressed against a hill, and even the steps required great strength, and after only a few steps, the clothes around them were wet with sweat.

"Poof"

Immediately afterwards, everyone's eyes looked at the bronze coffin that shook the most violently behind the stone statue, and there was no doubt that the reason why the main hall shook so violently was because of it. However, at the moment when the coffin trembled and the iron chain shook, everyone was surprised to find that the eight hideous stone statues standing in front of the coffin had a solemn and cold aura gushing out, glowing with deep purple, and the light surged, like a meteor, and instantly disappeared into the bronze coffin. Suddenly, the violently shaking coffin was still again, and the sound of ping-pong chains also stopped abruptly at this moment, and the silent hall seemed as if nothing had happened.

"What a powerful breath. ”

Looking at the solemn aura emanating from the stone statue, Wang Zhong, who was holding a spear on the side, looked solemn, and his eyebrows were full of solemnity. From that fleeting light, he felt a strong aura of death, and there was no doubt that even if just one of the beams of light shot at him, in an instant, his entire body would be shattered, and there was no chance of survival.

Like Wang Zhong, the faces of everyone present were also solemn, staring at the eight hideous stone statues outside the coffin, and the eyes of many people subconsciously retreated, eager to jump out of the hall, and the terrifying appearance was like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

"Presumably, the spiritual source of the cemetery here is in the bronze coffin in front of you, but before that, you should first draw a clear doorway, and when the time comes, everyone will be hurt because of the distribution of the spiritual source. ”

Just when everyone was gradually terrified by the change in the coffin, Yan Hao on the side suddenly spoke, with a smile on his honest face, his eyes looked around the crowd in the main hall, and finally fixed on the disciples of the Four Holy Lands. It was already clear to everyone present that his words had already taken a stand, and it was better to expel some inconsequential people before fighting for the spiritual source. After all, the spiritual source is limited, and it is obviously not enough to allocate too many people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you have no intention of interfering, you still want to retreat outside the main hall, after all, there are many noisy people, and it is not good to be injured by mistake when you do it. ”

For Yan Hao's words, the people of the Four Holy Lands knew it, and even Qi Yunqing, who seemed to have no intention of fighting on the side, spoke at this time. Looking around at the people in the main hall, the three-foot Qingfeng in his arms was slightly out of his body, and a strong aura spread, sweeping in front of the crowd, and the next moment, a shallow ravine appeared on the periphery of the hall, separating the crowd from them.

Although his words were quite polite, everyone present could hear the threat in his words.

The law of the jungle has always been the immutable law of the jungle, the principle of fist supremacy prevails everywhere, as disciples of the Holy Land, although they usually fight with each other, but at the moment of competing for interests, it is obvious that they are in the same boat.

Although everyone was reluctant in their hearts, they lacked strength, and compared to the pride of the heavens in these holy lands, they were too much worse. Although there were many Four Manchu Realm martial artists in the crowd, they only added up to one palm, which was completely incomparable to these holy places. Wang Zhong of the Shuli Holy Land alone has all stepped into the Four Manchu Realm, and the other Holy Lands are also powerful, this kind of competition is no longer something they can mix, after all, compared to the spiritual source, it is still more precious than a small life.

For this reason, some of the powerful warriors in the crowd, knowing that it was difficult to get involved in this kind of battle, began to leave, rather than waiting here, it is better to explore in this ancient tomb, maybe you can find some treasures. In a short time, most of the crowd had left, but there were still a small number of people who planned to stay here, intending to see if there were any leaks to be picked up.

"The old rule, whoever grabs it is whomever is theirs. ”

Seeing that everyone had withdrawn from the main hall one after another, Yan Hao, who was the image of a good old man, spoke again, his eyes looked back and forth at the disciples of the three holy places, and asked in a somewhat deliberative tone.

Eyes swept over Qi Yunqing, Huo Xin'er and Xi Meng, who was covered with light veils, and the three of them had no objections, and then, Yan Hao's eyes turned to Wang Zhong, intending to ask for his opinion. However, the expected result did not appear, Wang Zhong's indifferent eyes stared coldly at the few people present, and then, in their shocked and angry eyes, slowly shook his head.

"This kind of rule is so boring, I feel tired of you not bothering me. ”

"I think it's better to change the rules, the spiritual source of this ancient tomb, I want all the holy land of Shuli. ”

Looking at the stunned looks on the faces of several people in front of him, the corners of Wang Zhong's indifferent mouth lifted a slight arc, his eyes were cold, his right hand was raised slightly, and he slowly closed in the eyes of everyone, and his words said with a little mockery.

"Wang Zhong, are you having a bad brain, just because the three of you are still trying to get into all the spiritual sources of the ancient tomb, are you talking about a dream?"

Regarding Wang Zhong's words as if he had lost his mind, Qi Yunqing laughed twice, and his words were full of sarcasm. He has always been unaccustomed to Wang Zhong, and the two have had some grievances, so he has no mercy for Wang Zhong's ridicule at this time.

"Brother Wang, although I admire your pride a little, it seems a little difficult for the three of you Shuli to eat all the spiritual sources here. ”

Although I don't know what Wang Zhong's confidence is, judging from the current situation, the Shuli Holy Land does not have that strength at all, and in this regard, Yan Hao's concept is the same as Qi Yunqing.

As for Huo Xin'er, at this time, she looked at Wang Zhong like she was looking at a fool, and she didn't even bother to say sarcastic words, although Wang Zhong's strength was good, but it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to use this to fight against their three holy lands.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just telling you. ”

"It's almost time, it's time to do it. ”

Ignoring the sarcastic words of several people, the curvature of the corners of Wang Zhong's mouth became deeper and deeper, and there was a faint murderous intent surging in his eyes. Suddenly, before the words fell, Wang Zhong's figure burst out, and went straight to Ximeng not far away, and in the midst of the surging spiritual light, a spear appeared in his hand, and the sharp spear tip of the spiritual power was pointed directly at Ximeng's throat.

"You're looking for death. ”

As the party concerned, Xi Meng had not yet moved, but Qi Yunqing on the side took the lead, and the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly swept out, bursting out of his mouth, and the sharp edge crossed an arc in the air, heading straight for Wang Zhong.

Neither Yan Hao nor Huo Xin'er would have thought that Wang Zhong would burst out at this moment, and the sharp tip of the spear pointed directly at Ximeng, which also surprised them.

Compared to the two, Qi Yunqing's attention has always been on Ximeng, so he moved the moment Wang Zhong made a move, waving the three-foot Qingfeng straight towards Wang Zhong, as if he was exchanging his life for his life.

"What an infatuated person. ”

Just when the tip of the spear was a foot away from Ximeng, Wang Zhong's figure suddenly stopped, looked at the sharp sword striking from his side, and spoke indifferently, but his eyes staring at Qi Yunqing suddenly became weird, and he looked very gloomy.

"Whew"

Looking at Wang Zhong's strange expression, Qi Yunqing was suspicious for a while, and a bad thought faintly rose in his heart. Just about to retreat, but found that at some point, a dark figure suddenly appeared on his side, the figure was slender, and his indifferent face was not the slightest special, it was the kind of ordinary person who would not be recognized if he was thrown in the pile.

But it was this figure in black that made Qi Yunqing feel extremely frightened in his heart. As a martial artist in the late stage of the Four Manchu Realms, his perception was already very good. But even so, he never realized how the man in black appeared beside him, how could he not be surprised by such a scene.

"Don't worry, I'll let her accompany you later. ”

"Bang"

The black-clothed man's palm poked out, only patting Qi Yunqing's back heart lightly, almost not noticing the fluctuation of spiritual power, the latter's figure flew out like a kite with a broken string, slammed into the stone pillar of the main hall, and slid down along the edge, blood spit out from his mouth like no money, and his face instantly turned pale.

With one move, Qi Yunqing was defeated miserably, and he was beaten to the point of being almost crippled. Such a scene made everyone present drop their jaws, and even Huo Xin'er and Yan Hao's faces became extremely difficult to look at at this moment. Only Xi Meng, who was standing quietly on the side, was thoughtful, looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared in the main hall with ethereal eyes, as if he was remembering something.

Wang Zhong suddenly made a move on her, and Xi Meng was also puzzled in her heart, but she was interrupted by Qi Yunqing's appearance when she wanted to make a move. But the next scene made her who had always been quiet angry in her heart, and in a trance she felt a black shadow flash away, but it was impossible to rescue at such a close distance, not to mention that the person who came was a sneak attack, and it was almost impossible to guard against it without prevention.

Under the call of Ximeng, Qi Yunqing was carried out of the main hall by Fusang's disciples, and before leaving, he handed over a bottle of pills, which was the healing elixir of the sect, and would have a great effect on treating Qi Yunqing's injuries.

After doing this, Xi Meng's gaze slowly looked towards the main hall, and his gaze finally fixed on the man in black who suddenly appeared, and a touch of cold killing intent flashed in his ethereal pupils.

Ignoring the frightened gazes cast around him, the man in black slowly turned around, a smile flashed on his inconspicuous face, his hands behind his back, looking at the familiar figure not far away, and whispered.

"Ximeng girl, don't come unharmed. ”