The others looked shocked, this Wang Ting is indeed worthy of his ranking on the Tianjiao list, although this Zhending monk is not on the list, but his strength is not doubtful, whether it is the Buddha's heart planting golden lotus or the destructive power caused by the Buddha's great mudra, it is shocking.

Naturally, someone from Daguang Temple went up to help, but the annoying monk looked even more sad, no longer spoke, threw out a relic, and fell into Wang Ting's hands.

Immediately afterwards, he was thrown into the storage ring by Wang Ting, this was just a small twist and turn, and after the people of the Great Guangming Temple helped Zhending down, they found a direction to move forward.

And as soon as the others saw that it was over, they also scattered as birds, and after watching the excitement, the treasures in the tomb of the Great Sage of the Demon Clan were the purpose of their coming.

"Cousin, how is it, it's not hurt. ”

"Childe ......"

Wang Linglong and others surrounded him, Wang Ting waved his hand, although he was really strong, he was not as good as those top Tianjiao after all.

Wang Ting also knew that this person could fight with himself to this point with a mortal body, but even so, he could only take one move from King Ming.

It can be imagined that in the same Grandmaster Realm, there is a big gap between the top Tianjiao and the ordinary Tianjiao.

The small world in the Great Sage Tomb of the Demon Clan is very large, and more than 100,000 warriors are scattered among them, which is only a drop in the ocean.

Birds, beasts and insects chirp, all are silent, and the silence here is terrible, which makes people panic.

There is an inexplicable sense of depression in the hearts of everyone, everyone keeps moving forward, and the road alone has harvested a lot of hundreds of years of treasure medicine, even if it is close to a thousand years, there are a few plants, which makes the trip worthwhile.

In the crowd, Guan Donglin's expression changed, his physique was strange, and his senses for dangerous places were even more keen.

He stopped abruptly, his expression tense, and the others stopped when they saw this.

In addition to Murong Xingyun, the powerhouse of the four realms of kings, there are also three powerhouses of the two realms of kings, one of whom is an old man with an old-fashioned and stern face, Tie Dongsheng is an old generation of martial artists who belong to the sword nameless lineage, and the generation is amazing, and he is the junior brother of the sword nameless.

If it is a seniority, even Wang Jinglong has to be called uncle, and now seeing him looking at Guan Donglin, the others glanced at each other.

Wang Jinglong said loudly, "Elder Tie, what happened?"

"What did Donglin find?" Tie Dongsheng was greatly favored by Guan Donglin's parents when he was young.

The previous sect master had accepted Donglin's parents and Tie Dongsheng as apprentices.

However, Tie Dongsheng started late, and Guan Donglin's parents have always been disciples on their behalf, although they do not have the name of master and apprentice, but they have the reality of master and apprentice.

After the fall of Guan Donglin's parents, he has always taken care of Guan Donglin.

If it weren't for Guan Donglin's proposal to come to the Great Sage Tomb of the Demon Clan this time, this old king would probably still be practicing in retreat.

Guan Donglin has a strange physique, and his perception of dangerous situations is extremely keen, even surpassing these King Realm powerhouses.

As soon as he entered this place, Guan Donglin felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at everyone in the dark.

Fuguigou's face trembled, and he let out an exclamation: "The land of great evil! Why did you come here, hurry up!"

Murong Xingyun's face turned pale, cold sweat oozed from his back, and he looked at the other juniors with a puzzled expression.

Wang Ting was even more puzzled, although he had been training for a long time, he didn't know anything about these secrets.

Not to mention Wang Linglong, Wang Da and a few people.

Since he was a child, he has been cultivating in the family, and after entering the sect, he has been practicing behind closed doors.

Zhou Zheng's expression changed, but he didn't know much, so he didn't speak.

Fugui was in a hurry, he rushed out of Wang Ting's arms, pulled out the big black cauldron and buckled it on his body and was about to run out.

Wang Ting quickly grabbed it with his hand, the current situation is unknown, there are a lot of rich and noble means, leaving it a little more certain.

"Boy, if you want to die, you can die yourself, don't drag your dog, spread away. Fugui, who was dragged by Wang Ting's hind legs, looked frightened.

"What is the land of the Great Murder? ”

Wang Linglong and the others also realized the seriousness of the matter and looked over with doubtful eyes.

The original sky became dark, the ground was changing silently, and the green mountains and rivers began to turn red.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Fugui looked helpless and resentful: "It's okay now, I can't run away." ”

After a dull moment, Fugui spoke: "The world is divided into five elements of yin and yang gossip, and these mountains and rivers also have trends. ”

The imperial city of the Great Xia Dynasty in your mouth is built on a dragon vein, and the mountains, rivers, treasures, and lands have spirits.

But there are countless powerful people in heaven and earth, and countless powerful people have sought immortality since ancient times, but in the end they all failed.

But they didn't get nothing, and after all, they took a few half-walked paths.

One of them is that Shou Yuan is about to end, and the big men who are about to fall will bury themselves, they are already very old, it can be said that there is only one breath left to continue their lives, and Yuan Shi cannot be banned, so they can only find a secret place of feng shui, buried in the veins of the earth, and seek to live another life.

Wang Ting and the others were dumbfounded when they heard this, this was the first time they had heard of it, and someone actually used this method to continue their lives.

Fugui glanced at the others, paused and continued: "This place should have been a treasure land of mountains and rivers back then, but if this demon clan powerhouse failed, this place would become a place of great evil. ”

A powerful man in the world fought for his life with the sky in the case of letting go, but the ending was suffocating.

Tell me, what will he leave behind?

The terrain has long since been destroyed, and he has been imprisoned here for countless years, and his resentment has endured.

Wang Ting's face turned pale: "You mean to say that there is his ghost here?"

Click! Click!

Everyone's faces changed!

At the same time, the sound of countless cracks in the ground rang out.

The warriors in the entire small world panicked at this moment.

The earth is crumbling, the space is collapsing, and the stone gate that was originally entered has disappeared.

The cracked ground began to ooze dark red blood, and wisps of black silk fluttered from the spatial cracks.

"Calm down! The old man has already crushed the sound transmission jade tube before, and the sect has already sent someone to come. Murong Xingyun's face remained unchanged.

Hearing this, the frightened look on the faces of the others did not decrease, not to mention when the people from the sect came, even if they came, how to deal with the resentment of a world-strong man.

"Ahem, ahem..."A low cough sounded, from far and near, all over the small world.

It's like an outsider behind it, and it's like whispering in someone's ear.

A cold air from the soles of Wang Ting's feet directly charged the Tianling Gai, and just now, he felt something beside him walk over.

But there was nothing in the peripheral eyes of the eyes.

But he didn't dare to take this as a crown, so he unconsciously dodged behind Murong Xingyun, picked up Fugui and put it in his arms, and put the big black cauldron on his back with his right hand.

"What's the matter, pretend to be a ghost, come out for Lao Tzu!"

There are warriors shouting loudly!

"Ahh