"Nan Haiming, get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

"Nan Haiming, are you tired of living?"

"Little rabbit, if you don't get out of the way, the old man will let you go down to accompany your dead ghost father. ”

......

"If you don't let it, I won't let it!" the young man stubbornly stood in front of everyone, his arms outstretched, and he guarded the most magnificent person in his heart with his slender body.

Behind the young man is his father's mausoleum, the Nan family was originally the premier family giant in Giant Sword City, and his father Nan Jianli was one of the few masters of the heavenly and human realms in the world.

But there are unforeseen circumstances, a few months ago, in order to break through to a higher realm, his father Nan Jianli actually attracted the catastrophe of the thunder, Nan Jianli was split on the spot, and died unexpectedly, without Nan Jianli's Nan family soon went into decline, from a family giant to a second-rate family, bullied by other forces.

Recently, rumors have spread that although Nan Jianli failed to cross the Heavenly Tribulation, his bones may hide the secret of the next realm of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

In order to protect his father's mausoleum, Nan Haiming stepped forward and blocked the heroes of the world with his own strength.

"Hmph, if Nan Jianli is still alive, we are still afraid of him, and now that he is dead, you, a junior who holds the spirit realm, dare to use your mantis arm as a car, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead. An old man in a gray robe said menacingly.

"Mo Lao, don't talk nonsense with him, just kill him, let's go in. Another old man said impatiently.

"The old man asks you one last time, will you let you go?" The gray-robed old man was full of momentum, and suddenly the wind was strong, blowing people's faces painfully, and his clothes whirled.

Nan Haiming only felt that a strong force came from the mountains and seas, which overwhelmed him, but he gritted his teeth and insisted, refusing to take a step back.

"Hmph, it's no wonder the old man is looking for death. The gray-robed old man's face turned cold, and he didn't see how he moved, and a big light blue hand instantly condensed and rushed straight to Nan Haiming.

Gathering Soul Imaging!

This old man turned out to be a master of the Avatar Realm.

Everyone exclaimed, and couldn't help but feel silent for Nan Haiming.

Nan Hai Ming only has a small spiritual realm, and the old man in the gray robe is a master of the transformation realm, and there are two realms of Shen Zhu and Ning Shen in the middle, compared with the old man in the gray robe, it is like a child and an adult, not the same day.

The old man's blow, Nan Haiming can be said to be certain to die. Poor Lao Tzu has just died, and his son is going to go down to accompany him, and the Nan family may never have a bright future.

The big light blue hand in his pupils gradually dilated, and at this moment, Nan Haiming could clearly feel the breath of death, but he still refused to avoid it.

Even if he dies, he will protect his father's mausoleum!

Father Nan Jianli's heroic posture kept playing back in Nan Haiming's mind, this is probably the last memory before he died, right?

At the moment of life and death, a white figure roared by, rolling up Nan Haiming to avoid the mortal blow of the gray-robed old man.

There was a loud "boom", and the big light blue hand slammed on Nan Jianli's tombstone, and the tombstone was suddenly torn apart and shattered.

The crowd exclaimed again.

"Ming'er, are you okay?"

The woman's concerned voice came, Nan Haiming was shocked and denied, looked at the woman in white who had saved him, and said hurriedly: "Mother, they ...... He smashed his father's tombstone. ”

It turned out that it was Nan Haiming's mother Mu Qianqian who saved Nan Haiming at the last moment. Mu Qianqian touched Nan Haiming's hair dotingly, and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"It turned out to be Mrs. Nan. The gray-robed old man said coldly.

"Mo Lao, my husband was not thin on your Mo family when he was alive, but now you are so cruel to his only son, can you be worthy of him?" The woman stood in the crowd with a cold face, like a cold plum in full bloom in the wax moon, lonely and beautiful.

"Mrs. Nan, don't say these words at this time and that time, so as not to hurt each other's harmony. Mo Lao said in a deep voice.

"You ......" choked on a feminine voice.

Nanhai Ming saw it in his eyes, his heart was angry, he took a step forward, he was young and had a mismatched maturity and domineering, I saw him look at the world's heroes with cold eyes, and said angrily: "If you dare to enter my father's mausoleum today, I will visit me one by one in the future, and I will return you ten times the humiliation today." ”

"Humph!"

The gray-robed Mo Lao snorted coldly and took the lead in entering Nan Jianli's tomb.

"Kuixing Mountain Mo Family!" Nan Haiming said through gritted teeth.

With the gray-robed old man taking the lead, there was a chain reaction, and everyone walked towards the tomb of Nanjianli one by one. Every time a person walked into Nan Jianli's mausoleum, Nan Haiming silently remembered the forces and faces to which these people belonged.

"Qingteng City Lin family. ”

"The Long family in Longxiang City. ”

......

"Ming'er, it's okay, your father's spirit in the sky will not let them go......" The woman stroked Nan Haiming's hair and comforted, but the grief in her eyes could not be concealed.

The people of the Nan family dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"I won't let them go. Nan Haiming almost squeezed these words out between his teeth, obviously he hated these people very much.

Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly someone hurriedly ran out of Nan Jianli's tomb, and exclaimed, "Empty, how can it be empty?"

"Impossible, why is Nan Jianli's tomb empty?"

"Nan Jianli was robbed by thunder, and his soul was obviously scattered, why is his coffin empty?"

"Nan Jianli won't be alive, right?"

I don't know who said this, everyone's faces suddenly changed greatly, especially the gray-robed old man and the first few people who entered the tomb were like ashes in an instant, and there was obvious fear flashing in their eyes.

If Nan Jianli is still alive, it is very likely that he will break the shackles of the realm of heaven and man and enter the next terrifying realm, before he was a few masters in the Chaos God Tsukasa, if he breaks through again, it will be a veritable number one master of the Chaos God Tsukasa.

If this is the case, the consequences may not be something they can afford.

Thinking of this, these people suddenly became calm.

A middle-aged man walked towards Nanhai Ming's mother and son, and arched his hand: "Mrs. Nan, Nan Gongzi, I was confused for a while, please forgive me for the offense." ”

Seeing this, a big man not far away immediately stepped forward to curry favor and said: "Mrs. Nan, Mr. Nan, I was instigated by the people of Qingteng City, if you are offended, please don't blame Mrs. and Gongzi." ”

"Madame, don't listen to his nonsense, it was my Qingteng City instigated by his Longxiang City, and my Qingteng City has no intention of offending Nanfu. ”

"You...... Obviously, it was you who instigated me, but the wicked person sued first. ”

......

The two of them quarreled over this.

"Sister-in-law Nan, virtuous nephew, I entered the tomb to stop them, for fear that these people would damage Brother Nan's mausoleum......" What's more, they talked nonsense and climbed up to kiss them.

......

Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, and I try my best to please you.

The gray-robed old man's face turned blue, he hesitated again and again, and finally stepped forward and said, "Mrs. Nan, Mr. Nan, ...... Nan"

It's just that before he finished speaking, Nan Haiming interrupted him and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to say more, you are the first person to take the lead in entering my father's tomb, and in three years, I will challenge you, a battle of life and death." ”

The hot face was pasted with a cold buttocks, and the old man in the gray robe was embarrassed to be thrown to his grandmother's house, only to see his movements frozen in the air, neither to advance, nor to retreat, his face turned from blue to black at the bottom of the pot, and finally had to shake his sleeve robe, and leave with his own people in a gray manner.

Everyone looked at it with a sigh.

Nan Haiming's cold eyes swept over everyone one by one, did not speak, and pulled his mother away.

Everyone was extremely embarrassed, and their faces were cloudy.