In that area, after waiting for a long time, the disciples of the two great divine sects left some disciples and left here and returned to Mizhou, where they were located.

On the other side, inside an unknown passage.

Jin Xu, Wu Tianzun and the others didn't know what was happening outside, they were still running at great speed, and in the far ahead, there was light, there was a mountain shadow, and it seemed to be a quiet place.

Xiang Wentian galloped with Long Hao and the others, and at the same time, handed over the piece of blood jade to Mo Feifei in secret, "This is the Pavilion Master Order of the Phantom World Pavilion, which has the sword intent of killing the god Hanxing, he wants to give the Phantom World Pavilion to you." ”

Listening to Xiang Wentian's transmission, Mo Feifei raised his eyebrows slightly, he glanced at the Killing God Cold Star not far away, shook his head, and responded: "Master, if I follow you, I will not join others again, no matter how strong he is." ”

Xiang Wentian smiled with relief, and Chuan Yin explained, "He doesn't plan to accept you as an apprentice, he just wants to hand over the Phantom World Pavilion to you, accept it, it's good for everyone." ”

Mo Feifei thought for a moment and took the blood jade, "Okay, since the master is willing, I don't have anything to say as a disciple, besides, the Phantom World Pavilion is also a force that is not weak." ”

Everyone is galloping, the light in front of them is getting closer and closer, there are mountains standing, strange plants and strange trees are in pieces, like a scene out of the world.

Figures flew by, landing on the hills, and behind them were swallowed up by darkness, and the steps were gone.

At this point, after making sure that nothing had changed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but of course, their mood was depressed.

Look around, there is a cemetery in the mountain, there is a palace inside, shining, outside the cemetery, there are figures walking around, wearing gold armor, the pace is neat to give people a mechanical feeling.

On the top of the main hall in the cemetery, there are also nine figures, and a piece of armor seems to be stained with blood, which is shocking.

Killing God Han Xing looked at the cemetery in the distance, and said to himself coldly, "Golden armor warrior, red armor warrior, this should be the real tomb of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor." ”

"But where is this? The tomb of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor is not big!" said an elder of the Lingshan Sect, his heart a little flustered.

Before, the crashing steps, the crumbling walls, and the desperate death of his fellow disciples had terrified him.

Killing God Hanxing ignored the man, Jin Xu took a deep breath, and muttered: "This is an independent space, only when you go out, you will know where it is." ”

"Let's go, go into the cemetery. Killing God Hanxing said lightly and stepped forward.

He didn't say this to anyone, but Xiang Wentian understood that he was shouting to himself.

"Long Hao, you come along, you must be careful. Xiang Wentian explained to Long Hao and the others, stepped out, and walked towards the cemetery side by side with the killing god Hanxing.

As they approached step by step, the nine golden-armored warriors in front of the cemetery stopped their circular and rigid movements.

They turned around, their spears in their hands, and they were facing the Killing God Han Xing and the others, with killing intent fluctuations.

"Go straight and go out early after breaking the cemetery. Killing God Hanxing whispered, and while speaking, his body was already running out, and the sword in his hand moved, transforming into thousands of illusions.

"Boom"

A muffled sound came out, and the sword qi erupted, and the bodies of the nine golden-armored warriors were pierced in an instant, turning into scattered sand.

It's just a sword, and the nine golden-armored warriors who are very bluffing are all destroyed, and this ability makes everyone frightened.

"Your sword is getting more and more terrifying. Xiang Wentian said a word of admiration.

"Who can win the battle with you?" the killing god Han Xing asked rhetorically, and stood with his sword, the whole person looked very ordinary, but it gave people a kind of sharpness of a sword.

"How can we fight?" Xiang Wentian smiled lightly, although he was not sure of defeating the Killing God Han Xing, he would not lose.

Therefore, the two of them will never fight each other for no reason.

Killing God Hanxing glanced at Xiang Wentian and said lightly: "If it weren't for the demon clan's abnormal movement, I would have fought with you." ”

"Demons, it's a headache guy. Xiang Wentian replied casually, and then his gaze fell on the gate of the cemetery.

The door is ten zhang high, and there are eight stone unicorns on both sides, exuding a mighty momentum.

After perceiving it, after confirming that these stone qilins were real dead things, Xiang Wentian looked at Long Hao and the others, and advised: "Wait here, if there is a crisis, retreat directly." ”

"Well, be careful, too. Long Hao nodded in response, in this unknown space, he felt that his aura was very light, and his heart was full of depression.

Greet Wentian to the Killing God Han Xing, their immortal martial power protects their bodies, and walks towards the gate of the cemetery.

"Buzz"

When they approached the distance of three zhang, the plaque of the Heavenly Emperor Palace above the gate of the cemetery accidentally burst out with dazzling eyes.

Pierced through the void and blasted towards Xiang Wentian and the others!

"Extinguish"

The Killing God Han Xing swept with a sword, rolling sword qi, shattering that brilliance.

Xiang Wentian's palms floated, and the power of the rolling immortal martial arts converged, turning into a Taiji phantom that seemed to exist in real existence, pressing towards the plaque of the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

"Boom"

The plaque shook, and a mighty brilliance burst out, rushing towards the Tai Chi Phantom, and bursting into a muffled sound.

"Knock"

The pressure was huge, and Xiang Wentian's pace took a slight step back, and the ground cracked directly.

Killing God Hanxing frowned slightly, he set his eyes on Jin Xu, Situ Zhen and the others, and said indifferently, "If you want to go out, or get something useful here, you can join forces and jointly suppress the power of the plaque." ”

"Why don't you do it?" Situ Zhen asked, he was very disgusted and jealous of this killer.

Killing God Hanxing glanced at Situ Zhen and said coldly: "If you can break through the gate, I will suppress the light of the plaque, otherwise, you have to be obedient." ”

Hearing the words of the Killing God Han Xing, the corners of Situ Zhen's mouth twitched twice, and when he was about to open his mouth to refute, Jin Xu opened his mouth and said: "Brother Situ, what the Killing God said is reasonable, his offensive power is unparalleled in the world, we will cooperate with him." ”

After a sentence fell, Jin Xu took the elder of the Lingshan Sect to Xiang Wentian's side, and played a rolling power to fight against the light of the plaque.

Situ Zhen hesitated slightly, but also beckoned to a number of elders, and walked over, the old immortal figure of Chaohua Sect was not present, and it was not easy to clash with the Killing God Han Xing.

With the addition of these people, the vast and infinite power of immortal martial arts gathered together, and the luster of the plaque of the Heavenly Emperor Palace began to be restrained.

Killing God Han Xing held the battle sword in his hand, he glanced at Mo Feifei, and said, "Look at it, how the sword should be released." ”

When the sound fell, he stepped forward, and his face resolutely pressed towards the gate of the cemetery.

As he fell step by step, all the air currents in the void converged, forming sword rays that moved with his steps. The aura of his whole person became sharper in an instant, like a humanoid sword, indestructible!