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The wind was howling and the sky was cloudless.

This is the highest mountain in the whole Central Continent, named Tongtian Mountain, the whole Tongtian Mountain is more than 90,000 meters high, looking at it from afar, it is like a pillar of heaven, towering on the earth, even if it is nearly a hundred miles away, you can also vaguely see the high black shadow.

It is a pity that Tongtian Mountain is located in the north and south, the location is remote, it is the dividing line between the southern barbarian land and the central continent, and the surrounding area is barren and rarely inhabited.

But at this moment, the top of this Tongtian Mountain is already full of people.

"Old man Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to be alive?"

The snow-capped mountain tops are cold and cold, and the cold wind blowing around them can freeze people into popsicles, but in such an environment, there is also a strong man with a red body, standing there and smiling at an old man in a black robe.

"Hmph, you old immortal is still alive, how can I die?" The old man Lin sneered at the strong man on Chiguo's upper body, and his tone was impulsive.

"Yo, this temper is still so stinky, I don't know if you can be so arrogant after you die!" the strong man shrugged his shoulders and sneered.

"Okay, okay, every time the two of you meet, you have to quarrel, you don't bother us, we are annoyed. On the side, a long-bearded old man with a thin figure and a face like white jade said coldly.

If you really don't like the other party, you should do it.

If you don't do it, you know that you can't stop blinding.

Bother.

"What kind of fuss are we doing, have you seen the old man of the clouds? When the old man of the Fang Inch Dao Sect comes over, the two of them really want to kill each other!"

The strong man pursed his lips and looked at a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in a black robe on the other side of the mountain.

This old man is the old man Yun in his mouth, a saint ancestor of the Yunhai Sect.

As soon as his words fell, he saw the space on the top of the mountain tear and crack, and a spatial crack appeared, and the old man walked out of it.

As soon as he appeared, all of a sudden, the old man Yun, who had been sitting still, opened his eyes, and a light burst out of his cloudy pupils, sweeping directly like a sharp sword.

The same is true of the old man of the Fang Inch Dao Sect, the two of them stared coldly like this, and the air froze at this moment.

At this moment, the entire mountain top seemed to be filled with a smell of slaughter.

"Amitabha, a few donors, the time is almost up, and the people who will meet the demon gate are about to arrive, so don't fall into jokes. An old monk folded his hands and said lightly.

As his words fell, a sense of peace and calm flowed through, and suddenly, the solemn atmosphere was clear.

And these two people stared at each other, but they didn't do anything.

These people are all extraordinary, and each of them is an existence in the realm of saints, and they have a long life.

The oldest of them is over 800 years old.

They are the saints and ancestors of the Nine Great Sects, the pillars of the sects, but the Nine Great Sects themselves have their own grievances, and many people are unhappy with each other, and even have hatred, if it is not for the need to open the tomb of King Jin now, I am afraid that if they don't agree with each other, they will start fighting.

"Yes!"

Old Man Yun snorted coldly, and the dazzling light in his pupils converged.

On the other side, the ancestor of the Fang Cun Dao Sect also turned his head, not wanting to see the other party at all.

After a few more moments, a dark crack tore open.

In the crack, five beings with different clothes and expressions walked out.

Each of them has a very strong aura, and they are all saint-level existences, and among them, a middle-aged man in a black robe is the most.

"You've been waiting a long time. ”

Among the five, a black-robed man at the head spoke in a low voice,

This person is an ancestor of the First Demon Sect, a giant in the Sage Realm, don't look at his appearance as a middle-aged person, in fact, he is more than seven hundred years old, and he is also an old immortal guy.

It's a pity that the Demon Sect has been weak in recent years, and since the removal of the Huangquan Sect and the Red Lotus Sect, their lives have become more and more difficult.

Even to open the tomb of the King of Jin, you need to come together, otherwise you will come over one by one, and you are really afraid that these old immortals of the Nine Great Sects will go crazy and kill them.

After all, they have too many grudges against these guys.

"It's coming, let's get ready to turn it on!"

On the side of the Demon Gate, the First Demon Sect is the leader.

Among the nine major sects, the strength of the True Martial Heavenly Palace is the strongest, and it is naturally headed by the True Martial Heavenly Palace.

The Saint Ancestor of the True Martial Heavenly Palace walked out, nodded at the middle-aged man of the First Demon Sect, and without saying a word, he was ready to open the tomb of King Jin.

The tomb of King Jin is a huge secret realm created artificially, which took an unknown amount of manpower and material resources to succeed, and it needs to be opened artificially.

At the beginning of the Jin civil strife, the method of opening this secret realm was also snatched one after another, and after a bloody storm, it was won by the current Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Demon Sects.

It is rumored that this method of opening has been divided into one piece, and each sect is in charge of a part, and it is unknown whether it is true or not.

And how much of this is negotiable, is also unknown.

Anyway, until now, only the Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Demon Sects are in charge of the opening method of the Jin King Tomb, and they have decided the opening time, and it is difficult for other forces to get a piece of the pie.

"Ready!"

With a sound, all of a sudden, the fourteen giants of the Saint Realm stood on the top of the mountain with serious faces.

Rumble~

The invisible momentum erupted, and at this moment, the entire Tongtian Mountain seemed to be shaken, and then fourteen thick pillars of divine power rose into the sky.

"Hands-on. ”

The Saint Ancestor of the True Martial Heavenly Palace let out a low roar, and suddenly, all the saints present began to unseal.

A series of complicated handprints condensed, and countless divine powers poured into it like a river, and in the past few minutes, I saw handprints of different colors, different breaths, and different shapes condensed in mid-air.

As soon as the fourteen handprints appeared, it was as if they had some kind of connection with each other, and an invisible wave swept out.

Rumble~

The sky seemed to explode with a loud bang.

At the top of the Tongtian Mountain, the cloudless sky suddenly cracked.

'Click'' 'Click'

A sound like a mirror shattering slowly sounded, and it was visible to the naked eye that not far from the fourteen ancestors, countless cracks filled the space.

"Work hard. ”

Someone roared.

More divine power poured in frantically, and the fourteen handprints in the sky combined with each other, and finally, condensed into a huge phantom.

The phantom was like a key, and with a slight turn, the dense crack suddenly exploded directly, revealing a huge hole.

In the dark, from that cave, you can see a suspended independent world, that is, the tomb of King Jin, a secret treasure floating in the depths of the void.

"Whew, it's finally working. The big man on the red fruit wiped his forehead, covered in sweat.

"I started it early, but I was still not prepared. "There is an ancestral way.

The tomb of the King of Jin is an independent space, floating in the depths of the void, when it is far and when it is near, when the tomb of the King of Jin is closest to Zhongzhou, it is also the easiest to open, the farther the distance, the more difficult it is to open.

This time period is twenty years.

And Tongtian Mountain is the closest place in the entire Middle Continent to the tomb of King Jin in the void.

"Our method of opening is incomplete, and the true legend of the method of opening only needs thirty-six martial artists of the Yuan God Realm, but unfortunately, the complete method has long been lost. ”

An ancestor shook his head and said.

The methods of each of their sects are all incomplete, and they are also the result of slow exploration and improvement later. Only by combining with each other can the tomb of King Jin be successfully opened, but the Huangquan Sect has been destroyed, and the method has also been lost, otherwise it will be easier to have one more method.

As for the Red Lotus Sect, it was subconsciously ignored by all the ancestors.

High in the sky, the huge black cave mouth is suspended there like a mountain, slowly turning, and on the other side is the tomb of King Jin in the dark.

"Alright, the passage has been opened, and the key can also be used. ”

"See you next time, everyone!"

"Old man Lin, I hope that the next time we meet, you are still alive, hahaha~"

Many saints tore open the space one after another and left one by one.

Only the top of the mountain remains, and the huge black hole still exists, but after a month, the tomb of King Jin floats away, and this black passage will naturally collapse automatically.

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And at the moment when the passage was opened, far away in Wangjiang City, which was not knowing how many miles away, Chu He noticed an abnormality.

At this moment, in the ring on his finger, a crystal jade bead emitted a faint fluorescence, which was completely different from the ordinary appearance in the past.

And this jade bead is the key to the tomb of King Jin.

"It's finally here. ”

He already knew that today was the day when the tomb of King Jin was opened, so he didn't open for business today, and even watched the movement of the key early.

After waiting for a long time, now it has finally changed.

With a light touch, the jade bead fell into his hand.

This is the key, each key can carry five people into the tomb of King Jin, as for the method of use, he also knows.

"Tut-tut, if you don't know the day of opening and know how to use it, even if you see this bead glowing, it's useless. ”

Chu He chuckled, and then deepened his fingers, his fingers were like pen strokes, and his divine power was like ink, outlining and drawing in the void. The divine power in the Dantian Divine Sea flowed slowly, and with the flying of his fingers, a complex Dao pattern soon formed in the void.

As soon as this pattern is formed, the bead changes with it.

Airplanes~

The jade bead shook, and inside, countless spatial formations activated.

Immediately, an invisible wave spread out from it, swept directly across it, wrapping the Chu River in it, and in the next second, his whole person disappeared in place.

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PS: One more day.

At the same time, I also wish everyone a safe and healthy Dragon Boat Festival.