But now there is a whole ruin below, which means that they will not return empty-handed, the Holy Sword Sect, the Overlord Sword, the World Alliance, the Great Xia, and the Ice Spirit Divine Palace, these big factions of powerhouses eat meat, and it is not a problem for them to drink soup.

So the moment the pressure decreased, all the people who approached the steps rushed down first.

Wang Ting and Murong Xingyun did not rush to the front, but followed behind the Ice Spirit Divine Palace and the others, not in a hurry or in a hurry.

The power of the formation has completely dissipated, but it does not mean that the following is safe, and it is not a bad thing for someone to open the way for them, besides, even if there is really a child of destiny who grabs the treasure, so what? Is it really that Murong Xingyun is here to see the scenery!

Everyone walked down the stone staircase, but the stone staircase did not know how deep it was, and it was impossible to go to the end, no wonder the people who had gone to dig before had not dug anything, and no one had even found this ruin for so many years.

It is so deeply hidden, if it weren't for today's treasure light in the sky and shining thousands of miles, I am afraid that no one would have discovered this place if it had waited for a few hundred years.

I really don't know how Gu Nanling could break into this place, pinched the map in his arms, and Wang Ting whispered over.

Murong Xingyun looked stunned, looked at Wang Ting in a little surprise, and didn't speak.

In the underground, there is no daylight, and I don't know the passage of time, if I didn't know in advance that the ruins of this place were opened, and everyone brought enough dry food, I am afraid that many people would be trapped in this food.

The ruins are so deep, according to Wang Ting's guess, they are afraid that they have been traveling for two days.

Finally, in the next moment, Wang Ting looked up, under the steps in front of him, a touch of fluorescence appeared, and after reaching the ground, a dark palace appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and there was a faint light shrouded in it, and mysterious prohibition imprints emerged one after another, covering one layer at a time, just by looking at it, it made the martial artist with low cultivation feel numb in scalp.

Fortunately, I don't know how many years this place has existed, and although there are many forbidden imprints, the light in them is already very faint.

The beautiful woman in the palace costume of the Ice Spirit Divine Palace glanced at Murong Xingyun and the old man in the ancient Taoist robe, and after giving a salute, she said slowly: "Since there are only three of us left at the moment, why don't we three join forces to break the ban here?"

Hearing this, the old man and Murong Xingyun both nodded, the name of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint had resounded throughout the Yuanxuan Huang Great World, and the three of them were all powerhouses of the King Realm of the older generation.

For the power of that realm, even if he has been in the dead for many years, he will not underestimate it.

If the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint was alive, I am afraid that a single sword would be enough to wipe out the three of them, and it would not be too much to be careful with ten thousand of such a strong person.

A cicada knife appeared in the hand of the palace beauty, crystal clear and flashing streamer, and at first sight, she knew that it was not ordinary.

And the old man in the ancient road robe waved the dust in his hand, and thousands of white horses rose into the air, like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, and bombarded the palace gate.

Murong Xingyun's figure did not move, but the vision behind him reappeared, and the fierce aura that dominated the world was as strong as the ancient demon god in the world.

The pitch-black vitality shrouded him, making a "snort" sound, which could corrode other people's vitality, like Wang Ting, who jumped back unconsciously.

"Step by step. ”

The three King Realm powerhouses work together, and their power is naturally far beyond the imagination of Wang Ting and others, even if many of them are included in the Northern Regions Tianjiao List, but no matter how strong the Grandmaster Realm master is, he is only a master, not a powerhouse of the King Realm.

Since ancient times, how many shocks have shocked the past and the present, and the amazing and brilliant Tianjiao has rebelled against the king in the realm of grandmasters, and there are those who resist one move, those who escape, those who draw, and even one and a half moves to win.

But I have never heard of a king who died at the hands of the Grandmaster Realm in a normal battle.

Boom!! this underground ruins is not known how vast and vast, it is pitch black here, and it is impossible to distinguish day and night, and the sound comes from an unknown distance.

Seeing that the ruins are in front of them, if they can't get in, then the fun will be great.

Wang Ting's expression was as usual, and he calmly glanced at Lu Ping'an, the city lord of Ping'an City, and was also curious why the beautiful woman in the palace had ignored him before.

It stands to reason that this Lu Ping'an's cultivation is definitely not as simple as entering the king realm for the first time.

But at the moment, the gate of this ruin is difficult to open, and Lu Ping'an is also watching quietly, without a trace of desire to make a move.

Could it be that the last time in the Ten Thousand Demon Gorge, what the old ghost said before he died was true?

This Lu Ping'an, heaven and man, is it really impossible to fight?

Wang Ting glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his gaze, I don't know if it was an illusion, this time in Lu Ping'an, Wang Ting really found something that he didn't find when he saw Lu Ping'an last time, that is, there was a touch of fatigue in Lu Ping'an's demeanor.

At this time, under the full bombardment of the three strong men, the forbidden brand that had existed for many years was also destroyed little by little, and finally, half an hour later, all the imprints on it were cleaned up.

"Crunch...", and the door of the palace was opened.

However, at the same time as pushing open the door, green gas came out of the cracks, and the mist was so corrosive that the three King Realm powerhouses immediately retreated, and Murong Xingyun grabbed Wang Ting's neck and carried him backwards.

The green gas that floated out was extremely fast, and many people who were close to the palace gate before were enveloped in green gas before they had time to react.

Surrounded by green gas, others naturally can't see clearly.

After a while, when everyone saw that the green gas had dissipated and could not hurt themselves, they realized that the people who had been wrapped in green gas before were all dead, their flesh and blood were gone, and their white bones were covered with a layer of green light.

Wang Ting's pupils shrank and said in a deep voice: "It's corpse qi! I have accumulated corpse qi for I don't know how many years! Originally, this corpse qi was not so powerful, but it has accumulated in the ground for I don't know how many years, and this corpse qi contains the ultimate death qi, and it is almost instant death."

What's more, whose mausoleum is here? Why is there such a strong corpse aura right now? Could it be the legendary Sword Saint?

But now that the door has been opened, and the air outside is pouring in, there should be no problem, but everyone should be careful, since there is corpse gas in it, it proves that there are dead people, and there are quite a few people!"

There were also many warriors who were close to the gate of the palace but were lucky not to be shrouded in corpse qi before, with a look of happiness on their faces.

Only Bei Wuxian's face was not very good-looking, and most of the martial artists who were close to the gate before were members of his Tianxia Alliance.