"How is she?!Interesting!"

The stone gate rose, and seeing that the girl in white who appeared was actually the girl in white who he met in the shop, Lin Hao couldn't help but sigh lightly.

The girl in white is a group of five people, her cultivation is the highest, but she is only a fifth-level sword venerable, how did they break the prohibition outside the corridor, and how did they open the two stone doors?

Thinking of this, Lin Hao turned his head to look at Ziyao Immortal Monarch, and secretly thought, "Isn't there only one key left by Immortal Monarch back then?"

Although Ziyao Immortal Jun only had a wisp of remnant soul, he had insight into Lin Hao's conjecture and said: "The old man left a total of three keys to open the palace door back then, and the three keys were made of different grades of materials, and after each key opened the stone door, the tests encountered were not the same!"

Hearing Ziyao Immortal Jun's explanation, the three of them suddenly realized that the so-called Ziyao Immortal Sword they had obtained from Liang Long was actually just a key to open the palace gate.

"What about our sword...... Key, is it the hardest one?" Chu Tianxing asked.

"That's right, the long sword you hold is made of five thunder stones and a magic crystal of an eighth-level thunder demonic beast, and its own grade is close to the immortal level, so the strength of the thunder tribulation that Lin Shaoxia endured after entering the square is also the highest, and it is impossible for a body without an immortal level to withstand it!"

Speaking of this, Ziyao Immortal Jun couldn't help but glance at Lin Hao again, the expression of appreciation in his eyes became more and more intense, and he thought:

"Obviously, his cultivation is only a first-level sword venerable, but his physical strength has reached the immortal level, and he is so young, this son will definitely become an existence that stands proudly on the top of the continent in the future!"

"Miss, wait!"

Next to the stone gate, the big man named Yan San suddenly grabbed the white-clothed girl who was about to walk to the square, and said, "Ziyao Immortal Monarch moved the continent thousands of years ago, how can his resting place not have a single mechanism except for the two stone gates, Miss is still careful!"

When the girl in white heard this, the excitement on her face suddenly dissipated, and she nodded thoughtfully and took her feet back.

"Fourth, fifth, you two go and take a look first!" Yan San waved his hand and said to the other two white-clothed swordsmen.

The two white-clothed swordsmen glanced at each other, drew their swords from their waists, and cautiously stepped onto the square.

"Hmm!"

Two muffled snorts sounded, and as soon as the two of them stepped into the square, they were stunned by the spiritual pressure emanating from the magic crystal above the dome.

Fortunately, the key in the hand of the girl in white is just a king-level iron sword, and the test she faces is only to bear the spiritual pressure of the sword lord level from the dome, and there is no thunder tribulation, otherwise, the two of them are afraid that they will turn into a pile of charcoal on the spot.

Seeing that the two attendants fainted, the girl in white also sensed the level of spiritual pressure, and thought that with her cultivation, she should be able to withstand it, so she walked over.

Yan San was about to stop it, but when the words came to his mouth, he was blocked back by the girl with his eyes, and wanted to be by the girl's side, but he couldn't withstand the spiritual pressure, so he could only stand by the door anxiously and watch.

From the stone gate to the palace steps, the distance was only ten zhang, but it took the girl more than ten minutes to arrive.

When the spiritual pressure on the top of her head disappeared, the girl could no longer hold on, her feet weakened, and she collapsed on the stone steps.

"Miss!"

Seeing this, Yan San hurriedly rushed out of the corridor, carefully picked up the girl, took out a green pill from his arms, and fed it to the girl's mouth.

"Whew...... Whew......"

After a while, the girl regained some strength, and she struggled to sit down on the stone steps, gasping for breath in her mouth, sweating profusely on her head, and even her clothes were soaked.

Although that spiritual pressure is only at the level of the Sword Lord, after all, it is issued by the magic circle set up by the Ziyao Immortal Monarch, and Rao is girl has the strength of a fifth-level Sword Venerable, and it is not so easy to deal with it.

"Sixth, let's get the fourth and fifth!"

Seeing that the girl was only a little prostrated and her body was fine, Yan San raised his head and shouted to the other white-clothed swordsman.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the white-clothed swordsman flew upside down from the corridor with a wail, blood pouring from his mouth, and his body was like a puddle of mud lying to the ground, and he was no longer breathing.

The sudden change made the girl in white and Yan San stunned, and they all looked into the depths of the corridor.

I saw three figures slowly walking out of the corridor.

"Brother Yan, your trick of catching cicadas and yellow finches is really powerful, our third brother can be regarded as a bargain today!"

"It's all thanks to Mr. Wu's secret technique, if it weren't for that, that little girl would probably have discovered us a long time ago!"

"I thought it would take a lot of effort to find the tomb of Ziyao Immortal Monarch, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth, this is all the credit of Elder Yan, after I go back, I will ask the master of the door for you to take credit, the position of the head of the Yan family belongs to you!hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

With a burst of profligate laughter, three figures emerged from the corridor.

The man at the head was dressed in a black robe, with an embroidery on the neckline that resembled a snake letter, a hood on his head that could not be seen clearly, his hands folded in front of his chest, and a long black sword at his waist. To his left was a middle-aged man with a blue sword on his back, with gray hair, a blue robe, a faint blue light in his eyes, and a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the right side of the man in black, there was a short old man, who was wearing a white suit that was the same as Yan San and the others, and a red word "Song" was embroidered on his chest.

"Yan Risong, it's you?!"

Seeing the old man, Yan San's eyes suddenly became angry, and he shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Risong ignored Yan San's eyes that wanted to tear him in half, walked straight to the girl, bowed down and said, "Yan Risong has seen the eldest lady!"

The girl held Yan San's shoulder, struggled to stand up, took a long breath, and asked coldly: "Elder Yan, as the third elder of the Yan family, you are not in the sect to guide the cultivation of the sect, how can you have the leisure and elegance to run to this deep mountain and old forest, haven't you forgotten the sect's admonitions?"

"How dare the old slave, it's just that the eldest lady is related to the rise and fall of the sect, but she trekked alone to the junction of the two countries to hang out, the old slave cares about the safety of the young lady, so he invited two friends to secretly protect the young lady all the way, in case of accidents!" Yan Risong replied with a smile.

"Hmph, friend, when did you make friends with the people of the Yulang Sect? And the master of the Absolute Shadow Gate has also arrived, Yan Risong, what are your intentions?"

The girl snorted coldly, and her eyes were full of anger when she looked at Yan Risong.

In the main hall, Chu Tianxing heard the girl's words and exclaimed, "What? That man in black turned out to be a person from the Absolute Shadow Gate!"

After saying that, he immediately realized that the voice was too loud, and hurriedly covered his mouth, and was relieved to see that the few people outside didn't seem to notice.

"Chu Shaoxia doesn't need to worry, there is an enchantment set by the old man in this hall, if there is no cultivation higher than the old man, he will not be able to hear the sound made in the hall, and he will not even be able to sense the fluctuation of spiritual power!" Ziyao Immortal Jun soothed.

"Tianxing, do you know where those three people came from?" Lin Hao looked at the man in black, frowned slightly, and asked.

"If it hadn't been for the girl's indication, I wouldn't have remembered that the outfit of the man in black was the symbol of the Shadow Gate!"

Chu Tianxing nodded, and then explained: "The Absolute Shadow Gate is the most mysterious organization in the Xuanhuo Empire, specializing in assassination, kidnapping and other acts, from the royal family to the common people, as long as you are willing to bid, they can complete the task, and they have never missed for hundreds of years. Therefore, everyone in the Xuanhuo Empire talks about it, but they come and go without a trace, and no one knows where their sect is, and it is said that the Xuanhuo royal family once united several major sects in the country to encircle and suppress them, but in the end they didn't even find a dime, but they lost several king-level masters!"

"Shhh

Xingyu on the side couldn't help but gasp when he heard this.

She had also heard of the existence of the Absolute Shadow Gate, but she never expected that a sect could have the strength to compete with the imperial royal family.

"What? Miss Yan's meaning is that my people from the Yulang Sect are not worthy of making friends with your Yan family?" the middle-aged man in blue suddenly said in a yin and yang voice.

"What kind of people are you from the Yulang Sect, do you still need Miss Ben to talk about it in detail? Now that the matter is now, if you want to kill or chop you, you are!" The girl said, glaring at Yan Risong angrily, and said: "I just hate that my Yan family has a lackey who eats inside and out, and colludes with foreign enemies for the position of the sect master, phew!"

"Yan Wanyi, you ......"

Yan Risong stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva on his face, and was about to draw his sword in anger, after thinking for a while, he suppressed the anger in his heart again, and said with a flattering smile: "Miss, for the sake of your uncle who has called me for so many years, as long as you hand over the key and method to open the Immortal Palace, I will intercede with Mr. Wu and let you live, how about it?"

"Miss, don't believe him! This old fellow is very cunning, and if you hand over the key, he will break his promise!"

Without waiting for Yan Wanyi to answer, Yan San had already stood up, choked the long sword out of its sheath, kicked his feet, jumped up in the air, and a green spiritual power turned into a long snake and drove directly into Yan Risong's head.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Although Yan San was violently castrated, Yan Risong didn't care, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his right hand, he flicked his sword edge away.

Although Yan San was only a second-level Sword Sect, he was not timid in the face of Yan Risong, who was at the first level of the Sword Lord, and missed the blow, his body turned abruptly in the air, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Yan Risong's armpit from the bottom to the top.

Yan Risong's feet kept tossing and turning on the ground, the sword was not unsheathed, and he only blocked Yan San's stormy attack with only a pair of fleshy palms, looking very calm.

In an instant, the two of them had passed dozens of moves, but Yan San didn't even touch the corners of Yan Risong's clothes, and if he went on like this, he had fallen to the ground with all his strength before the other party could draw his sword.

Suddenly, Yan San took two steps back, and rose into the air, his body spinning in the air, and the blade of the sword swung around his arm, and with each turn, his strength became stronger.

When his body rose to a height of more than two zhang, it finally began to fall, and the long sword slashed towards the top of Yan Risong's head with a dark green spiritual power.

"Sunfall!"

Yan Risong didn't look back, took a step to the left, and lightly avoided Yan San's sharp blow, Yan San couldn't retract it, and the long sword pierced straight into the bluestone bricks on the ground, blasting up a pile of stone chips.

"Bang!"

Without waiting for Yan San to get up, Yan Risong hit his lower abdomen with a back kick, and Yan San immediately flew out upside down.

"Meteor Strike!"

After rolling on the ground a few times, Yan San got up again, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and raised the long sword high, the green spiritual power was constantly poured into the long sword in his hand, and slowly condensed into a huge thorn ball at the tip of the sword, smashing into Yan Risong in front of him.

The thorn ball flew out, and Yan San suddenly fell to his knees, panting heavily, as if his spiritual power had been drained.

In the face of Yan San's life-sacrificing blow, Yan Risong did not dare to slack off, pulled out the saber at his waist, and trotted towards the thorn ball.

Just when he was only about a zhang away from the thorn ball, Yan Risong touched the ground with his right foot, his body suddenly rose up, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blade wrapped in flames slashed at the thorn ball, cutting it in half at once!

The thorn ball fell, shattering into countless black pieces of wood scattered all over the ground, and there was a faint flame on top of the wooden blocks, and wisps of black smoke rose from the burning wooden blocks.

"Yan San, you've only been away from the sect for a few days, have you forgotten my strength, and you just rely on your sword sect to try to stop me?" Looking at Yan San's panting appearance, Yan Risong sneered.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Yan San's disappointed expression did not appear in the expectation, but stared at the black smoke on the wooden block and smirked, Yan Risong suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly held his breath, but heard Yan San roar:

"It's late!"