"It's the Ancient Immortal Concubine, but I don't know which one it is." Miaoyin Daozun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled, "Everyone, the deity will go first, see you in the ancient tomb." ”

After that, his figure flashed, and he stepped into the tomb.

The other six three-step powerhouses didn't seem to want to see these two beautiful women, or say that they were afraid of them, so they all chose to step into the ancient tomb before their arrival, only the palm venerable stayed at the end, his face seemed to hesitate, but in the end he chose not to see it, and took a deep look at the two figures that shot out, and his body was faintly blurred and disappeared in place.

After three breaths, the first woman arrived.

This person was dressed as a scribe, handsome, with a slightly pale face, and her body was surrounded by nine strange statues, this statue had no hair, and there were nine expressions of anger, joy, or sadness, and each statue had a different expression.

She stopped in front of the tomb gate for a moment, and was about to step in, at this moment, a rippling laughter came from behind her: "Isn't this the third sister who has always been cold and arrogant, why, the taste of being empty in the boudoir for tens of thousands of years is uncomfortable, and finally I can't help but come out to find a man?" ”

The woman dressed as a scribe sneered, her figure paused slightly, and she said without looking back: "The nature of the fox is difficult to change, and you can smell that disgusting breath from afar." ”

"I know that the third sister is the most high, when you were captured by the Immortal Venerable, raised for many years, and became a good furnace, but unfortunately the old thing is not blessed, and you are still a virgin, but I don't know who will take this advantage in the future......" The voice smiled coquettishly, getting closer and closer.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the woman dressed as a scribe, and she snorted coldly and stepped into the tomb door.

Not long after she entered, a pink mist drifted into the tomb door as if swept by the breeze, and a graceful figure loomed into the tomb.

At this time, the periphery of the ancient tomb has been surrounded by at least tens of thousands of second-step monks, and the opening of the ancient tomb is undoubtedly a great opportunity for the cultivation outside the realm!

"It is rumored that the ancient tomb has only been opened once since the beginning of the world! As long as you can enter it, you can get unimaginable creation! A middle-aged man said excitedly.

"Magic weapons, elixirs, and many magical powers!" Another woman said happily, "Creation, this is the Great Creation!" ”

"Step 3! The old man has been trapped in the fifth decay of heaven and man for tens of thousands of years, and today he finally sees the hope of a breakthrough! The Ancient Graveyard must contain an opportunity to break through the third step! An aging monk made a desperate gesture and strode towards the tomb gate.

With his movements, tens of thousands of monks almost scrambled in, and in a few moments, almost all the monks on the periphery entered it, and there were also those who hesitated, as if they were afraid of the danger inside.

In the ancient tomb, as more and more people entered, suddenly, a thick death breath and sky-high resentment under the sacrifice of the eternal years turned into a thick black mist, swept out from the depths of the cemetery, and at a very fast speed, it frantically pushed around, and instantly spread for hundreds of thousands of miles.

All the monks who entered the cemetery noticed this earth-shattering change, and they sensed the terrifying aura contained in the mist, and one by one, their faces changed drastically, and they all hurriedly retreated.

But the impact of the fog was like a collapse, turning into a huge whirlpool storm, and under the roaring sound, it frantically pushed towards the entire ancient tomb, and unless the monks withdrew from the cemetery, there was no escape from the thick fog.

An old man whose cultivation had reached the fourth decline of heaven and man couldn't retreat, and was directly swept up by the storm vortex mist, and suddenly screamed miserably, only to see that his flesh and blood were all corroded in the blink of an eye, and he became a skeleton. As soon as his primordial spirit was about to escape, it disappeared in the mist in an instant!

And such a scene can be seen everywhere in the ancient tombs at this moment!

As the fog filled, many monks turned into skeletons and collapsed into ashes, all of which happened in an instant, and tens of thousands of monks were killed and injured in the blink of an eye.

But not all monks will die because of this, some monks are washed by the mist, not only are they fine, but they have infinite vitality into their bodies, and there is an extra number mark above the center of their eyebrows.

Many monks immediately noticed that most of the monks who had died in the fog catastrophe before had exhausted their old potential, or who had low qualifications, but all the young monks who had reached the second stage of purification and above and had good qualifications survived.

It seems that the function of this fog is to carry out a screening, but the way of this screening is too cruel, unqualified, and destroyed!

At this time, all the surviving people were pushed to a certain direction by a mysterious force contained in the mist, and if you look down from the sky, you will find that about 30,000 people have survived, and these people are now separated from the tomb door into eight strands, heading towards the eight directions of the ancient tomb.

Among them, including the disciples of Lu Heng's Heavenly Creation Sect, they were also separated.

Lu Heng, Zixia, Qin Yu, Xiao Yan and Li Muwan spread out the power of the universe, but they could not be affected by this fog at all. However, Lu Heng said before that this was the first external action after the establishment of the sect, and it was a good time to make a name for the prestige of the sect, and everyone would not gather in one place, but chose to act separately.

"Brother Wang," Lu Heng pointed to the depths of the ancient tomb and said with a smile, "There, is where the core inheritance of Dao Gu Ye Lonely is located, Zixia and I will go first, waiting for you to arrive." ”

Wang Lin smiled bitterly: "There is a master, the inheritance must belong to you, I should only experience it." ”

Speaking of which, among the generations of the Creation Gate today, only Wang Lin's cultivation is the lowest, and even the cultivation of Xiao Yan and Qing Shui of the second generation is more than Wang Lin, which gives Wang Lin great pressure, although there will be no such thing as disobedience and cynicism in the Creation Gate, especially a few second generations have also maintained respect for him, but Wang Lin has his own pride, so he also attaches great importance to this trip to the ancient tomb.

His deity is an ancient god, but he knows that Lu Heng also has an ancient god clone, and he will definitely not be able to rob Lu Heng.

Therefore, although he coveted this ancient tomb inheritance very much, he was self-aware, and he only hoped that when Lu Heng accepted the inheritance, he could find an opportunity to make the deity go further here.

When Lu Heng heard this, he smiled mysteriously and said deeply: "Brother Wang, this is not like you, although the people in my family value character first, and they are the most taboo in the door of intrigue, but reasonable competition is still advocated, you don't give up on yourself just because I am the head." Give up if you don't fight, and you won't regret it. ”

Wang Lin was stunned when he heard this, then smiled heartily and said: "What the boss said is, if this is the case, what if Wang Mou fights with the boss?" ”

Li Muwan smiled on the side: "Master, the clumsy husband is declining, don't blame me for helping him." ”

Lu Heng laughed: "You can't help this, don't forget, you are an immortal, and this is the ancient cemetery!" ”