When Gu Lan Gu Qing left, the strong people around the restaurant did not leave, and the ancient seven clans gathered together and began to discuss the matter of the Heavenly Tomb.

Of course, what they care about more is Mu Qingxiao's identity and strength.

From the words of the elders of the ancient clan, what made the ancient clan jealous was the handsome young man sitting in the living room of the restaurant, and the latter was not a member of any of the eight ancient clans.

The eyes of more powerful people looking at the little medicine fairy and the colored scales were full of complexity, not the ancient eight clans were able to make an exception to enter the Heavenly Tomb, which made many people angry in their hearts.

Although they are angry, they will only hide it in their hearts, after all, this is the territory of the ancient clan, and they are not good at living a lot of right and wrong.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, the golden wuxi fell, and the jade rabbit rose eastward.

In the high-end wing of the restaurant, Mu Qingxiao sat on the bed and narrated some information about the Heavenly Tomb to the little medicine fairy and Caiscale.

The colored scales curled up on his shoulders, and said in a cold voice: "The people who enter the Heavenly Tomb are all strong people of all races, and the lowest is also the Douzun level, and this king is only a six-star Dou Zong, how do you plan to do it?" ”

The Six-Star Dou Sect may already be strong outside, but on the territory of the Gu Clan, a Black Gang Army armored soldier has the ability to kill her.

She didn't believe that her husband was so stupid, and the latter must have other plans.

When the little doctor fairy heard this, he was also a little worried in his heart.

The color scales are a six-star Dou Sect has some confidence, but after a few months of cultivation, she is only a one-star Dou King now......

To put it mildly, if it weren't for Mu Qingxiao, they wouldn't have the qualifications to come to the Ancient Holy City at all, let alone the Heavenly Tombs in the Ancient Realm, and they wouldn't have the qualifications to stand in a row with the powerhouses of all races.

Mu Qingxiao's heart moved, and a domineering long sword appeared in the room.

"When the time comes, it will follow you into the Heavenly Tomb, don't be afraid, whoever dares to provoke you at that time will be killed, and you don't have to worry about the consequences."

Neither the color scales nor the little medicine immortal themselves were qualified to enter the Heavenly Tomb, and Mu Qingxiao naturally knew this.

But the situation of entering the Heavenly Tomb with the soul sword is different, not to mention the strong people of all races, even if you encounter a Dou Sheng, you don't have to worry.

The color scales and the little medicine fairy looked at the long sword wandering around their bodies in a daze, and a sense of kindness suddenly rose in their hearts, as if this sword was Mu Qingxiao himself.

Seeing their stunned appearances, Mu Qingxiao said: "This sword is called 'Soul Sword', which is forged from one's own soul, and has the ability to kill souls, and any strong person can kill with one sword. ”

Hearing this, Cai Liang and the little medicine fairy glanced at each other, and there was a look of shock in their eyes.

Following Mu Qingxiao's side, they are also well-informed, and they are extremely clear about the fact that the soul of the strong can still survive after death.

For example, the Heavenly Fire Venerable floating in the air at this moment, he is in the state of the soul body, a weapon that can directly kill the soul, for the strong, it is simply a nightmare.

This kind of thing is really unheard of for them.

Not to mention them, even the Heavenly Fire Venerable's eyes were full of surprise, and his gaze towards the soul sword was full of surprise.

Mu Qingxiao looked at the Heavenly Fire Venerable and said, "Senior, you will enter the Heavenly Tomb with them when the time comes, and there are many bones of Dou Saint powerhouses among them. ”

The meaning of the words is not clear.

Hearing this, the Heavenly Fire Venerable's eyes were full of light, and he nodded heavily: "This is very good, the old man will do his best to protect the safety of the two girls." ”

That being said, the Heavenly Fire Venerable also knew his own catties.

Not to mention his soul body state, I am afraid that even if he has a physical body, it is estimated that it will be difficult to defeat the powerhouses of the ancient eight clans, after all, the ancient eight clans have a deep heritage, and no one knows what means they have.

Mu Qingxiao didn't say anything, he didn't care about being cheeky, if he followed the skeleton of a Dou Sheng's powerhouse, it would be worth the risk.

Coming back to their senses, the color scales and the little medicine fairy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Heavenly Fire Venerable following, their safety can be regarded as somewhat guaranteed, even if the Heavenly Fire Venerable can't do it, there is also a soul sword to protect their safety.

When necessary, slay the enemy.

Then, Mu Qingxiao's hands were sealed, and the soul sword smacked, directly hidden in the body of the color scales.

After sealing the soul sword, three magatas appeared in Mu Qingxiao's pupils, and the magatayu gradually rotated, and finally turned into an atomic pattern, and his pupils suddenly revealed a strange aura.

Urged by the terrifying soul power, Mu Qingxiao stretched out his right hand, and a black flame suddenly appeared in his palm.

As soon as the flames appeared, the surrounding space instantly distorted, and even had a tendency to burn through the void, and with the rotation of the eternal kaleidoscope, the divine fire directly drilled into the little medicine fairy's eyebrows.

Whether it is a flame or a soul sword, it is Mu Qingxiao's extremely terrifying killing move, with these two things, even the Dou Saint in the Heavenly Tomb has no possibility of harming them.

"Okay, the ancient realm will open in three days, and it's not too early, let's rest early." Looking at the sky outside the window, Mu Qingxiao said softly.

The Heavenly Fire Venerable stroked his beard and went directly into the ring, very consciously shielding his perception of the outside world.

The little medicine fairy and the color scales glanced at each other, they could both see the shyness in each other's eyes, and Qi Qi rolled his eyes at Mu Qingxiao, there are all kinds of amorous styles, each with its own advantages.

Mu Qingxiao waved his hand, laid an enchantment in the room, and walked directly to the bed with the two girls in his arms.

Not long after, there was a gentle murmur in the bedroom, and the garden was full of spring.

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As time passed, the time of three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, the three of them did not stay in the hotel, and the ancient holy city occupied a large area, so they kept wandering around it.

With the lessons of the past, even if the people of the ancient eight clans were unruly, they did not dare to provoke Mu Qingxiao and the others, even if they were angry in their hearts, they had to hold it in their hearts.

As for the Heigang army of the ancient clan, when patrolling and managing order in the city, they all bypassed Mu Qingxiao and others, like a plague god who could not avoid them.

During this period, the friction between the strong people in each race also made the two of them see the power of the strong people of each race.

The eight ancient clans are the Xiao clan, the Gu clan, the soul clan, the Yan clan, the medicine clan, the stone clan, the spirit clan, and the thunder clan.

And at this moment, the Heavenly Tomb opened, and no one from the declining Xiao clan came, and only the powerhouses of the other seven clans were present.

Except for the eerie soul clan shrouded in black robes, the landlord ancient clan, and the other clans are all strong, almost all of them are five-star Douzun, or even stronger.

It is said that the ancient eight clans are very low-key and mysterious, and ordinary people cannot contact them.

But after contact, several people also saw that the ancient eight clans were not as they were in the legend, but people of the same level could not understand it.

The ancient realm was about to open, and the eyes of the powerhouses of all races shifted one after another, and they began to prepare for the things in the Heavenly Tomb, each with their own thoughts, and no one had time to pay attention to Mu Qingxiao and the others.

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(End of chapter)