The Holy Sepulchre emitted a glow, and runes swirled one after another, and then all converged into Xiyu's hands until the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

During this period, some people couldn't hold back and interfered with secret methods.

Those who can be here and have the courage to fish in troubled waters must have good strength no matter what.

But the result is still the same, Xiyu's realm can't even see through the old people in the dark, but one thing is certain.

Even Bo Ao is the king of the sacrifice realm, Xiyu is probably not weaker than him, and this woman's physique is destined to be brilliant in the future.

"Ahh

Until the end, he didn't make a move, and watched as the Chosen Clan's Xiyu took away his creation!

He struggled, and he really wanted to do it, even if he was defeated, but he couldn't be so sloppy.

"The Fuhuang Palace originally wanted to find Mo Ran, but now it is probably going to give up," said a young arrogant man.

Golo, ranked second in the palace, once attacked the king realm, although defeated, but the strength is still very strong, even they dare not underestimate it.

But such a person can't even resist, and he is taken by the power of Xiyu, until he finally sends himself to the end.

"Poor, if you change me, I'd rather die than fight," said a young man, heroic.

There are many people who put themselves in his shoes and come to different conclusions.

But for the vast majority of people, it's better to fight!

"She still wants to do it, is it another holy tomb!"

Xiyu set off, the lotus step stepped lightly, if the nine heavenly fairies, she took a fancy to the second one, and the snow-white jade hand waved lightly, offering a treasure tripod.

On the tripod, the five colors are circulating, and the five spiritual maps of the immortals are all covered with ancient texts, and the gods can be heard faintly whispering.

This tripod is absolutely astonishing, and the moment it appeared, even the guardians in the tomb city did not hesitate to walk out.

"Five Immortals, what exactly is the Chosen One going to do, does Xiyu plan to destroy the entire Tomb City?" an old man drank lightly and asked the end of the void.

His expression was serious, as if he was facing a great enemy, because this Ding was really terrifying, and if he was powerful here, he would probably destroy everything.

The Five Immortal Ding, the ancient artifacts, was once owned by an emperor, even if it was not an imperial soldier, but it was able to enter the emperor's eyes, which was enough to witness the power of this Ding.

And there are rumors that the Five Immortal Tripods may be immortal weapons!

A few eras ago, the history was too long back, and the ghost knew what would appear in Dingzhong, and I am afraid that even the Chosen Ones themselves did not know!

"It's okay, the Five Immortal Tripods are sealed, and Xiyu is just using a wisp of power"

Hundreds of millions of miles away, far away from the void, someone replied to this.

The guardian of the tomb city retreated, but he was not really at ease, but was secretly guarding, if there was a problem, no one here would be able to live.

What's more, the cemetery entrusts the death wishes of the saints from the spiritual realm!

In order to defend the Southern Regions and give the next generation a chance, the heroic spirits who died in battle in the first generation left behind an unknown number of creations and opportunities, and if they were destroyed like this, they would lose too much after all.

Outside the field, Mo Ran stared, his eyes fixed on the second holy tomb.

This is also a saint, loess plus body, fighting to the last drop of blood, in front of the tomb, the words are like a dragon, engraved his life.

Ye Yihuang!

A saint in ancient times, he once stood on the top of the clouds, overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, with a war spear in his hand, traversing the ancient and modern.

This is definitely a ruthless man, fighting in the Southern Regions, killing thousands of demon clans in all directions, and establishing a great reputation.

It's just that he was robbed in the end and was besieged by the three demon saints, ending his bloody life.

"Is it an ancestor of the Ye family, does Xiyu want to attract the spirit of the Holy Tomb?" someone whispered.

Present, there were people in the Ye family, Ye Ya and Ye Xin, two peerless shuangshu standing side by side, with outstanding postures and beautiful like fairies.

But now, their faces are ugly, and their eyebrows are furrowed, full of worry.

"She's asking for that spear"

"It's too domineering, what does the Ye family have to do with the Heavenly Chosen Clan? This is the weapon of my clan!" the two women passed on their voices, discussing how to deal with it.

All around, there was an uproar, because Xiyu succeeded, and once again attracted a holy tomb!

The cemetery, after a long time, many heroic spirits are not there, and even the remaining wisps of spiritual thoughts are slowly disappearing, until now, there are really not many people who can attract tomb spirits.

But now, the entire tomb city has changed, and a pitch-black divine spear has fallen from the sky, connecting the nine heavens.

"Isn't that one, wrong?" the woman in the sky murmured softly, her eyes shining like the stars and moons.

She was scrutinizing, watching, and then constantly deducing, and in a few breaths, all kinds of laws flew one after another, like a whirlpool, wonderful.

Even Mo Ran was stunned by this scene.

If it is said that Bo Ao's function of controlling the heavens and moving all laws, then this woman may be even better.

The so-called Fa is really too simple in her eyes, and it is easy to raise her hand to the point where the Fa is manifested.

"The pitch-black spear, this is a bit like the severed spear at the beginning" Mo Ran whispered, his eyes shining, staring at the divine spear in the sky.

In the past, he encountered a dormant wild beast in a place in the Disgusting Mountains, and used the broken spear he picked up.

The original one was absolutely extraordinary, and even the ancient desolate beasts could be injured, and it was mostly a kind of divine weapon.

It's a pity that he left that one in the lake, and there is a wild beast that will wake up at any time, and I don't think it can be recovered.

Outside the tomb, the spear glowed, and the earth trembled, like the sky changing.

Pitch-black ripples flowed out, like black waves, sweeping in all directions.

"Ye Yihuang, what a majestic man" Xiyu smiled bitterly, staring at the divine spear, she came to her senses.

This saint of the Ye family is really extraordinary, and he has deceived everyone.

"An ordinary thing, but in his hands can cross the past and the present" Bo Ao said, he admired it very much.

This is an ordinary thing, even if it is blooming at the moment, but in Xiyu's eyes, it has insight into the true origin.

The Chosen Clan came here not for the tomb of the Great Sage of Kunyuan, but for Ye Yihuang.

That divine spear is definitely a holy soldier, someone has witnessed the glory of this person in ancient times, the divine spear shuttles, shatters the heavens and the earth, and lays an immortal legend.

"Devouring God Spear!" Mo Ran was shocked, he remembered that there was a kind of ancient murder weapon in ancient books.

How similar the two are, this ancestor of the Ye family is very likely to have something to do with it.

"Everything is transformed into a god, Master Ye is really brave" Ye Ya sighed lightly, and at this time, she also reacted.

Back then, their ancestors were alone, and they killed from Zhonghai to the Southern Regions alone in the era of demon chaos, and their spears were stained with blood, like an invincible god of war.

Bloody fighting, step by step to calm the Quartet.

At that time, there were invincible people from afar who looked at Ye Yihuang as an opponent and was destined to compete in the emperor's road.

It's just that no one thought that their Master Ye would die at the last moment.

The three demon saints, sacrificing ancient weapons, the battle was earth-shattering, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the sun and moon were reversed, but it was also doomed to the end.

Who can survive the Three Dozen Demon Saints?

The strongest people of the same era besieged together, and even Ye Yihuang, who was armed with a divine spear, was defeated, but he still severely injured the two of them, leaving a legend.

"Back then, the ancestor was very powerful, but at the same time, he was an extremely smart man, the so-called divine spear was just a piece of mortal wood, I'm afraid even the demon clan never expected it."

Ye Xin smiled lightly, the two goddesses stretched their feelings, knowing that the Chosen Clan's trip had failed.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and most of them understood that the Heavenly Chosen Clan was a divine spear of Ye Yihuang.

It's just a pity that the clan still miscalculated, mortal materialization of gods, this method is too rebellious, people have to marvel at this Gaidai saint.

Now, Fairy Xiyu and Bo Ao have left, and a turmoil has stopped.

After all, there are only two known tombs in the entire cemetery, and most of the other tombs are nameless, and even the city's tomb keepers can't tell if there are saints' tombs inside.

If it is not a holy sepulchre, how can it enter the eyes of the people?

Maybe it's probably the tomb of the Great Sage of Kunyuan that they don't care about, but they just do it casually.

Fuhuang Palace, the second hall Golo, many people sympathize with it, in front of those two ruthless people, they really can't go to the enemy, and they don't dare to go to the enemy.

"Nameless tomb, I wonder if there is an earlier era"

Mo Ran walked in the city, watching the tombs, during which several tombstones glowed and flowed out of essence, as if they were nourishing his spirit.

This is a kind of favor, the protection of the elders to the younger generations.

"The ancient river honored the people, achieved the honorable position on the bank of the silver ancient river, unfortunately lost to an old enemy, and then fought in the southern regions, and fought for a lifetime"

The tombstones of the great power of the Venerable Realm, Mo Ran has only touched a lot, and he has even obtained some leftover laws.

It's just that none of these methods are suitable for him, but they are still good for reference and reference.

Throughout the ages, thousands of Dao Laws have been presented, and some of the things in them are no worse than the Immortal Sutra Ancient Skills, and he decided to try to smelt the Dharma.