Chapter 1210: The Emperor's Tomb

"The Tomb of the Great Emperor connects to another world, but it is not easy to find that passage and open it. ”

Return to the ruins of the ancient sages.

After hearing these words, Jiang Mo was extremely shocked in his heart, he never knew that there was a tomb of the Great Emperor in the sea of ruins.

Only an extremely strong Martial Emperor monk can be called a great emperor!

However, just when Jiang Mo wanted to continue to ask something, the face of the ancient sage of Guixu suddenly changed, and he said: "It's too late, the old man is going to burn the soul of the sage now, send the lord and the others to the tomb of the emperor of the Guixu Sea." ”

As the words fell, his hands were sealed, and clusters of purple flames suddenly poured out from his body.

The purple flame wrapped the huge body of the ancient sage of Guiru, and a wisp of terrifying sage soul was burned, and in an instant, an invisible force enveloped the entire Zhentian Pavilion.

A Nine-Turn Pseudo-Emperor burned the soul of a sage, and the energy released was a Martial Emperor monk, and he didn't dare to ignore it.

Yao Feng's sword, although it has the power to destroy the world, cannot extinguish the soul of the burning sage!

Buzz, buzz, buzz......

The space trembled, cracking an incomparably huge spatial crack, and in the next moment, the huge Zhentian Pavilion disappeared directly into this spatial crack.

Yao Feng's sword finally slashed at the earth, and in an instant, the ground cracked into a wide ravine of 100,000 zhang.

"Now, those guys should be completely dead, right?"

As for Fan Xue's life or death, Yao Feng didn't care at all.

Even, he is willing to see Fan Xue die in a mistake.

In the underground palace, there are also many factions and constant struggles.

After all, Fan Xue is not a person from his Yao Feng's lineage.

A sword slashed out, Yao Feng also seemed to have exhausted his strength, the area of that sword was too huge, his vision was blocked, he didn't see it at all, the entire Zhentian Pavilion was under his nose, disappeared.

"Yao Ge Lao, it's not good......"

A black-robed pavilion elder came over to report and said.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Yao Feng threw a few rejuvenating pills into his mouth, and asked while refining the pills.

"Just look at that. ”

Following the direction guided by the black-robed pavilion elder, Yao Feng looked and saw that there was a huge ravine of more than 100,000 zhang in front of him, like a moat.

Other than that, the huge Zhentian Pavilion couldn't even see a shadow.

"This ...... How is it possible? Such a huge sect has disappeared under the old man's nose?"

Yao Feng suspected that it was his eyes that were spent, but at his level, there would be no dizziness in his old eyes at all.

"Could it be that he was cut into nothingness by the sword of the elder of the pavilion?"

The other asked tentatively.

Just now, the whole process was so fast, even they didn't see too clearly what was going on.

"Absolutely impossible, the old man's sword can destroy Zhentian Pavilion, but it is absolutely impossible to make Zhentian Pavilion disappear out of thin air!"

Yao Feng said with great certainty.

After thinking of a certain possibility, Yao Feng suddenly gasped and muttered, "Could it be that someone has performed the legendary Great Spatial Shifting Technique?!"

As the elder of the Golden Robe Pavilion of the underground palace, Yao Feng has seen many precious ancient books.

A long time ago, there were strong ancestors who created the technique of great spatial shifting, which could make the entire sect disappear out of thin air and move to another dimension.

This kind of supernatural power is too rare and rare, even the ancient book of the underground palace is not recorded in detail.

At the beginning, the lord of the underground palace wanted to comprehend the technique of the great transfer of space, but he was unsuccessful.

Not only because it is difficult to cultivate, but also because the cost of performing this technique is too great.

If you do it once, you may have to pay with your life.

Therefore, this surgery has been classified as a contraindication since surgery and has gradually been lost.

The two black-robed pavilion elders were all confused, but seeing the shocked expressions of the gold-robed pavilion elders, they also knew that this matter was definitely not simple.

Yao Feng still didn't believe what he saw in front of him, his body moved, swept to the place where the Zhentian Pavilion was located before, and after careful inspection, he finally found that the Zhentian Pavilion had indeed disappeared out of thin air.

"Then follow me back to the palace and report this matter to the palace master. ”

Yao Feng didn't hesitate for a moment, and flew towards the underground palace.

"Elder Yao Ge, then, what should Fan Xue do?" asked a black-robed Pavilion elder.

"He's probably dead, isn't he?" the old man doesn't care if he lives or dies. ”

Yao Feng waved his hand, ignored it anymore, and his figure broke through the air.

......

Thundered!

At this moment, on the vast sea, the waves are monstrous.

Before today, this Guixu Sea has always been very calm, not to mention a tsunami, even a larger wind and waves are very rare.

However, today is too abnormal, returning to the ruins of the sea, the waves are monstrous, as if a fierce beast has descended here.

Bang!

A behemoth suddenly fell from the void and fell fiercely into the sea of ruins.

If anyone is here, they will definitely be able to see it, it is a ...... Huge sect!

This sect is the Zhentian Pavilion.

The ancient sages of Guiru burned the soul of the sage and broke the boundary of the empty space, causing the Zhentian Pavilion and hundreds of thousands of living beings to descend in the sea of guiruins.

The Sage's Soul continued to burn, breaking through the resistance of the sea, and Zhentian Pavilion finally fell into the tomb of the Great Emperor.

100,000 years ago, this ancient sage of Guixu was ordered to take charge of the Guixu Sea and learned the secrets of the Guixu Sea.

It is known that here, there is a tomb of the Great Emperor.

Now, it has come in handy, and it seems that everything is already predestined.

Zhentian Pavilion landed smoothly, and the sea water was discharged outward, forming a vacuum here.

The tomb of the Great Emperor is very vast, and today, Zhentian Pavilion is located on a square of the Great Emperor's tomb.

However, the soul of the sage of the ancient sage of the ruins is getting weaker and weaker, and his strength is about to be exhausted.

"Senior, if it weren't for you, Zhentian Pavilion and I would have been destroyed. ”

Jiang Mo hugged his fist, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart, although the ancient sage of Guixu was summoned by him, but the other party burned his soul of a sage in order to hold his fist and protect Jiang Mo.

This is a great kindness.

"My lord, don't talk about this. Guixu Gu Xian smiled palely and said, "There is not much time left for the old decay. ”

"There are some things that the old man needs to tell the lord. ”

"Speak. Jiang Mo took a deep breath, knowing that this was not the time to be hypocritical, after all, he didn't know anything about Guixu Sea and this Great Emperor's tomb.

He couldn't joke with the lives of 100,000 living beings.

"First, in the sea of ruins, there is the aura of the ruins and demons, and you can't stay for a long time. However, this is the tomb of the Great Emperor, and the ruin demon qi cannot invade it, but no one can guarantee that the tomb of the Great Emperor can be maintained forever. ”

"If the tomb is broken one day, the Demon Qi will kill everyone. ”

"Second, in the tomb of the Great Emperor, there is a key to the outside world. And, there is only one key. ”

In other words, only when the key is found can the lord go out. Moreover, only the lord can go out. ”

Guixu Gu Xian said.

Jiang Mo was a little stunned, and he asked, "So, do everyone else have to be trapped here for the rest of their lives?"

If this is the case, Jiang Mo can't accept this kind of result.

(End of chapter)