After most of the night's hiking, when the crescent moon rose to the middle of the sky, Lu Jiuque and the others finally stood in front of a raised "hillside".

As far as the eye can see, the hillside stretches endlessly, blending into the darkness of the night.

Lu Jiu said differently: "This is ......"

"This is the tomb ......" Huo Sisi's voice was a little solemn and a little excited.

And the people of the other hidden families also put away their scattered expressions, each of them seemed to be facing a great enemy, but if you look closely, you can find the blood rolling under their eyes, as if everyone is looking forward to this moment!

Lu Jiuque immediately understood that it must be someone from the hidden family who used a trick.

Sure enough, Uncle Mei took two steps forward, stood in front of the "dirt slope" with a straight figure, slowly raised his hand to break his fingertips, drew a rune with blood, and chanted a spell in his mouth, slowly reverberating and reverberating......

"The four elephants of heaven and earth, all obey my orders, the two ways of the world, all follow my orders, with my blood, break the illusory barrier, open!!"

The last syllable fell, and Lu Jiuque felt that the picture in front of him began to reverse!

Like a chessboard, it retreats step by step......

Immediately after that, the real world slowly emerged......

This is an ancient fortress of vicissitudes, and the erosion of time has made this once majestic palace no longer see the grandeur and glory.

The broken walls and ruins, the broken jade, reflect the trajectory of history.

Two lonely stone statues of the god of anger stand in front of the temple, as high as ten zhang, they hold swords in both hands, their eyes are slightly drooping, the law is majestic, and there are stains of rust on the two long swords, and the breath of standing alone seems to have crossed the torrent and was born......

The god of the sword, the god of killing, is awe-inspiring.

The owl lying on Lu Jiuque's shoulder suddenly moved his ears and said in a low voice: "Master, there is a lot of dead qi on these two stone statues, presumably there must be a lot of dead souls under their swords." ”

In other words, the two statues are not ordinary ornaments, but some kind of mechanism.

Lu Jiuque narrowed his eyes and whispered to the people of the Fighting Spirit Sect: "Everyone be careful, follow my steps closely, and don't act rashly." ”

"Yes."

……

"Everyone's paying attention." Uncle Mei lowered his voice and said, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn, "At the beginning, my Ni family will fight first, and the next one will depend on a fair lottery." ”

"Yes!"

Lu Jiuque was stunned, what is "fighting first" and what is "fair lottery"?

At this moment, the four of Horn took Huo Sisi to the front of the people of the Fighting Spirit Sect, and said loudly: "As soon as they move, you will also move immediately, and rush forward immediately, don't hesitate." ”

When Huo Sisi heard this, his face changed slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

At this moment, two men carrying big knives walked out from the back of the crowd and interrupted Huo Sisi's words, but her strange appearance was still seen by Lu Jiuqi and them.

The two men were not only tall and walking in a tiger's footsteps, but their faces were covered with Taoist scars, but their eyes were extremely dry and gray.

Lu Jiu looked at it, and was immediately shocked in his heart, because these two people turned out to be eighth-level star soul masters!

Are there only two people like this in the crowd?

If so, how could she not have found out?

You must know that before starting, Lu Jiuque had already used her spiritual power to probe around, and she vaguely remembered that these two people were only sixth-level junior star soul masters!

Just when Lu Jiuque was a little skeptical about whether he remembered it wrong, an even more bizarre scene happened-