After completely killing the people who left Liu Qingfeng in front of the Martial Spirit Tomb, Xiao Yu did not hesitate too much, and just raised his feet and entered the Martial Spirit Tomb.

Because of the delay of three hours just now, the descendants of the eight clans who have entered the tomb of Wuling may be a lot, if they can't catch up, it is estimated that they will not even be able to get a mouthful of soup.

Entering the martial spirit tomb, Xiao Yu instantly felt that the Xuan Qi that protected his body was shocked, and a cordial feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, and the broken blade in his hand was already making a buzzing sound, although it was slight, but Xiao Yu's perception was so keen, just in an instant, he sensed the thirst of the broken blade!

This kind of ardent thirst has already appeared once outside the tomb of the Hades, and it is precisely because of this that Xiao Yu decided to march separately from Xiao Cheng and the three of them, even the Emperor Ji Sword Spirit is a little puzzled by the broken blade, the people of the Wu family have also coveted it for a long time, and the involvement is too extensive, and it is best not to show it in front of others before his strength is mature.

But in the martial spirit tomb in the tomb of the Hades, this strong desire actually appeared in Xiao Yu's mind again.

The spiritual power flowed slowly, calming the restless breath of the broken blade, and then, the corners of Xiao Yu's mouth rose slightly, and a light smile was already revealed:

"It seems that there are really some amazing things in this martial spirit tomb."

The excitement that had just entered the tomb of the martial spirit did not last long, but was replaced by a touch of seriousness and seriousness.

His eyes condensed slightly, Xiao Yu's nerves tightened, and his spiritual power erupted, quickly condensing into a dense net in the air, enveloping all the surrounding scenery in an instant, and the slightest sound could not escape Xiao Yu's perception.

"In this martial spirit tomb, there is really something strange!"

Xiao Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and according to the direction indicated on the map in his hand, he had indeed entered the entrance of the inner perimeter of the martial spirit tomb now, but here, Xiao Yu didn't even see a trace of the entrance.

There will be no mistake with the map, then, the reason why he can't find the entrance is probably just the wrong method, Xiao Yu sighed slightly, and began to carefully observe the surrounding scene.

This is already a huge room, and even if its current function is only a mausoleum, this cannot hide its luxury.

This huge room is not empty, and the stone carvings of weapons, one by one, are neatly arranged around this room, even if its owner is dead, the intention of slaughter is still not reduced by half.

Then, there was a large stone chair in the center of the room, which was empty and unobtrusive, as if it should have been there. A breath of contempt continued to emanate from the stone chair, but anyone who approached the stone chair would feel an overwhelming pressure!

This stone chair is a bit weird, I'm afraid!

Xiao Yu's eyes rose slightly, and his spiritual power had already surged out, carefully probing the square inch of this stone chair.

But at this time, Xiao Yu's face changed, just now he hid a filament of spiritual power at the entrance of the tomb, which was already faintly moving, but this slight sound caused Xiao Yu's vigilance, it seems that someone should be coming!

Without any hesitation, Xiao Yu gave up the stone chair that was being explored, and as soon as his body turned, it was hidden in a dark corner of the room, holding his breath and concentrating, without a trace of sound, if he was like a living dead, only the hand was held tightly by the blade, and the sharp breath was faintly emanating from it.

And that trace of sound is finally expanding now, and the sound of footsteps is also getting closer and closer with the expansion of a slight sound.

A glimmer of light flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, just from the way he dressed, he could be sure that these two people were not tomb robbers, they should be the descendants of the Eight Great Families.

The young man who was dressed in yellow, had a sallow complexion, and didn't seem to have a trace of anger, should be Murong Qianjun of the Murong family, at the entrance of the tomb of the Hades, Xiao Yu had also paid attention to him, the first day of the Murong family, the cultivation of the peak of the seven-star warrior, among the younger generation of the eight clans, it was really not a weak existence.

And the other person next to Murong Qianjun, Xiao Yu just glanced at it, and he was surprised: This person is obviously a copy of Zhang Fatzi.

This person looks quite happy, and when he dresses up, he doesn't have the rhyme of the eight families, not like a child of a family, but like a nouveau riche.

At this moment, he is wearing a white robe, on the white robe, countless gold threads are intertwined with each other, and the whole person is wearing flowers, humane: "If you want to be pretty, you will be filial", the white clothes are worn on the body, and the temperament does not suddenly appear half a point, but it looks like a steaming bun.

However, Xiao Yu just glanced at this fat man, the original trace of contempt, is to disappear invisibly, although this fat man is quite ugly, but he is a real six-star warrior, and his breath is uncertain, he may break through to a seven-star warrior at any time!

"This man is so scheming!"

Xiao Yu sighed secretly, although this fat man in white said that he was dressed vulgarly, just like a rich man, but since he was able to get here, he was definitely not a good person, he hid himself with vulgar clothes, and deliberately made a rogue with no temperament and no grace in front of others, so that people unconsciously ignored his cultivation that had reached the peak of a six-star warrior!

The two walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the stone chair, and a faint depressing aura also abruptly appeared.

Glancing lightly at the fat man in white, Murong Qianjun suddenly said aloud: "Gao Fatty, what is your decision about the matter I told you?"

"Tall and fat?"

In Xiao Yu's eyes, a sharp light suddenly flashed, this looks like a nouveau riche fat man, and he is also from one of the eight families!

"Gao family!"

This family did not belong to the Eight Great Families originally, but because they were good at seizing opportunities, in just a few decades, they squeezed out one of the original Eight Great Families, and thus successfully ascended to the throne and became one of the new Eight Great Families.

This fat man in white turned out to be from the Eight Great Families!

Gao Sheng stared at Murong Qianjun, and suddenly grinned and snorted, looking honest, at first glance, he was a harmless teenager.

Gao Sheng played with a golden folding fan in his hand, suddenly raised it and flashed twice, the golden light was dotted, extremely dazzling, if this scene fell on the children of the other seven clans, it would naturally be a normal scene, but when it fell on Gao Sheng, it was more of a vassal elegance.

Gao Sheng stared at Murong Qianjun, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not decrease, but no matter how he looked at it, it was like a bitter smile: "Brother Qianjun, you said that my Gaosheng family has no strength, and I have no strength, why did you find me for this kind of thing?"

didn't give Murong Qianjun a chance to speak, Gao Sheng's fat face was full of flattering smiles: "Brother Qianjun, we have also drunk flower wine together, and our friendship is not shallow, but such a hot potato, I can't accept it!"

"Kill Xiao Yu here, but it's a little difficult, there are many people, if this matter is leaked, the Xiao family's revenge, my Gao family can't afford it!"

Although Gao Sheng had a flattering smile, the words in his mouth were extremely firm, leaving no room for relaxation.

And the smile on Murong Qianjun's face immediately froze there. The voice gradually became cold and awe-inspiring: "So, Gao Sheng, are you not agreeing to this matter?"

Gao Sheng still had a humble smile on his face, but the firmness in the depths of his eyes had not changed: "Brother Qianjun, if I can't help you in this matter, you won't kill me hahaha"

Although the smile was wild, there was still a trace of jealousy in Gao Sheng's eyes, his whole body was tense, and his Xuan Qi had been poured into all parts of his body, obviously preparing for the worst.

Murong Qianjun's face did not change, but in the smile on the corner of his mouth, a faint killing aura flashed, and suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a silver-white knife arc suddenly flashed, mixed with a cold voice:

"You're smart, so you can die!"