"These seven veterans have a loose grasp of the formation! It is estimated that the strength is only through years of hard work to reach the fourth grade, and he was sent to explore the way! ”

"Your teammates aren't good!"

"When you go down to the imperial mausoleum at night, you must follow your fiancée!"

"These seven old ways have finished setting up the magic circle, why do they seem to be drawing lots?"

Lei Aotian looked at it suspiciously, and found that the seven old Daoists were really drawing lots, and took a wooden bucket with bamboo sticks in it.

With a nervous expression, the seven veterans pulled out bamboo sticks from the sticks one after another.

What is written on the bamboo stick, the distance is too far, Lei Aotian can't see clearly.

But soon there was a fat old man, holding the bamboo stick he had just drawn out in his hand, and he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly!

The one who cried was sad, and his voice was hoarse.

It's so old, and I'm still crying!

Not only Lei Aotian was a little confused, but Leng Xuanmeng also began to pay attention.

"Senior brother, this is all fate, mourning!"

"Senior Brother has fallen today for the benefit of the Heavenly Dragon Empire!"

"Senior brother, your family, if we can go back, we will take care of you!"

Several veterans comforted the fat veterans who were kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.

The fat old man raised his head and looked at the sun that was about to set in the sky, his face full of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Go first for my brother! Lifelong cultivation, hey, I should have given up a long time ago, you all die, and none of you will survive! The fat old man who was kneeling on the ground, after saying this, began to laugh loudly, and the flying sword he was carrying on his back "Whoosh!" "It was unsheathed.

The flying sword slowly circled around the fat old man's body, and then quickly swept across.

The neck of this fat old man who knelt on the ground was cut by his own sharp flying sword, and his head was cut off.

"Bell!"

"Knock knock!"

The sound of a flying sword and a head falling to the ground rang out one after another.

After the head fell to the ground, it rolled down a few times on the ground, and finally the right side of the fat old man's face was attached to the stone ground, and his eyes were wide in the direction of Lei Aotian.

The fat old man's neck was in his throat, and he was neatly cut off by his own flying sword!

A few seconds later, blood spurted out of the neck incision like a small fountain.

This fat old man committed suicide!

"What, I haven't gone down to the imperial tomb yet, why don't you commit suicide first!" Lei Aotian couldn't sit still, and was ready to go over to see what was going on with those veterans.

"Don't bother them, it seems that this key to open the Imperial Tomb of the Phoenix Empire requires the essence blood and soul of the Four Rank Dao Cultivators!" Leng Jiemeng raised his hand and stopped Lei Aotian who was about to pass.

The six old Taoists who were still alive made a simple Taoist salute to the headless corpse, and began to move the headless corpse and the head on the ground, and placed it in the center of the large magic circle set up in the stone square.

Six veterans stood at the six corners of the circle in the stone square, waiting for the sun to set.

The white-bearded old man who was the leader turned his head and looked in the direction of the stone house where Leng Duanmeng and Lei Aotian were.

"Captain Leng, in a quarter of an hour, when the sun sets, the secret key blood array dedicated to opening the Imperial Tomb of the Phoenix Empire will be activated."

After hearing this, Leng Xuanmeng got up, turned the electric baton in his hand into an electric whip state, and walked out of the stone house.

Lei Aotian followed closely behind the young lady.

There are no lights in the ruins of the stone city, the sun is about to set, and night is approaching.

The six old Daoists had their flying swords suspended in front of them, and they began to launch a magic duel, driving the large array in the stone square.

A red glow appeared, all over the stone square.

The corpse of the fat old man quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and even the white bones were absorbed by this formation.

For a few minutes, only the clothes that the fat Taoist had worn before were left on the ground.

The color of the large array in the stone square had now changed to blood red.

In the area of the stone square, the stone bricks covered by the magic circle were actually wriggling, and the entire square was like a tumbling pool of blood.

Lei Aotian and Leng Xuanmeng walked to the edge of the stone square, behind the whitebeard old man.

Lei Aotian looked at the effect of this formation, how could the formation posed by the Taoist sect sent by the Dragon Emperor be so evil, it was more demonic than the Demon Sect!

The last rays of the sun disappeared from the ruins of the stone city, and under the blood array of the stone square, "Squeak squeak!" began to be heard. "A shrill scream.

In the silence of the ruined dead city, these voices are like echoes from hell.

The sky above the Ruins City of Stone City also began to wind at the moment when the sun disappeared.

The wind blows, and the darkness hits.

"The sword destroys the evil, the gods and demons disintegrate, the heaven and earth formation..."The six old daoists read in unison, and the six flying swords in front of them circled around this blood array.

Six flying swords, emitting white light, like lights in the night, temporarily illuminate the stone square and dispel the darkness.

"Boom!" After a muffled sound, the stone bricks on the ground of the stone square collapsed entirely.

The entrance to a large black hole cave in the underground palace appears within the stone square.

There was darkness below the entrance of the dungeon, and I couldn't see my fingers.

In the dark dungeon, there seemed to be thousands of blood-red eyeballs, flashing and flashing, staring at the creatures on the ground from below.

The staircase of the Imperial Tomb of the Underground Palace also appeared, extending from the edge of the square directly into the dark area of the Underground Palace.

"Squeak squeak!" The sound is loud.

The six veterans immediately moved their bodies and gathered in front of the stairs leading to the dungeon.

The six flying swords were in the air, and the veterans controlled the flying swords to fly under the stairs first.

The light of the flying sword illuminated the underside of the entrance to the dungeon.

Lei Aotian looked at it, fortunately, he didn't have a phobia of intensity.

The ground in this dungeon is covered with dense black spiders, at least tens of thousands of spiders.

A small spider can be the size of a fist, and a large spider can be the size of a basketball.

These spiders all have sixteen blood-red compound eyes on their heads, and the blood-red eyeballs that flashed just now came from these big spiders.

At this time, some spiders in the dungeon who were close to the stairs were quickly climbing up the stairs.

The spider crawls very fast, and in a few seconds, it will come up.

"Vampire Spider!"

"Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Distracted!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Break Hearts!"

The six veterans shouted, and the flying swords in their hands turned into two, two into eight, and eight into sixty-four, turning into miniature versions of the flying swords.

In an instant, more than 60,000 small flying swords condensed above the underground palace, spinning like a whirlpool in front of the six old Daoists, and shot out quickly.

These small flying swords flew extremely fast, and their attack range enveloped the entire entrance to the dungeon.

A few seconds later, the area below the entrance to the dungeon was filled with small flying swords.

Several compound eyes on the spider's head were pierced by the flying sword, and the spider's head was nailed to the ground, and green brains flowed out of the compound eyes.

The spider struggled for a few seconds before it was completely dead.

After the black spiders died, the little flying sword that pierced their heads disappeared.

Lei Aotian looked at the six veteran Daoists, but he didn't expect the group attack power of the four-rank Daoist to use the flying sword to be so strong.

After the first round of flying sword salvo was over, the six veterans actually shot two more rounds, and only stopped after making sure that the black spiders at the entrance of the dungeon were all penetrated by the flying sword.

The ground at the entrance to the dungeon was covered with the corpses of black spiders at this time.