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Those few breaths are extremely powerful.

Among them, there are several breaths, in Yang Shuo's perception, the qi and blood are strong, and at the same time, the martial arts realm seems to be extremely high, at least at the level of the Southern Barbarian King. There were three or four of them. In addition, there are some breaths, although they are slightly weaker, but they are at least at the level of Martial Saints, and some have even stepped into the realm of the Quadruple Thunder Sound Martial Saints, which is not much different from the barbarian gods who are one of the four great barbarian generals.

There are also some ordinary martial saint breaths.

There are so many of them, it turned out to be fifteen or sixteen breaths!

These breaths, obviously, can't all belong to the True Martial Sect!

The True Martial Sect Martial Saint is only seven people.

Obviously, this is the result of the arrival of martial arts masters from all sides and gathering at the entrance of this person's imperial tomb. I just don't know which super masters have arrived over there.

"Among them, there doesn't seem to be Yang Qian's breath!"

Yang Shuo quickly perceived and probed.

Near the entrance of the Human Emperor's Tomb, although there were several breaths that were very powerful, definitely the second-class combat power level in the world, but they did not have Yang Qian's powerful and vast aura.

This is also normal.

In Yang Shuo's opinion, if Yang Qian arrived, with his ability, he would definitely not be stopped outside the tomb of the Emperor of People, and he would definitely enter the tomb of the Emperor of Man as soon as possible.

"Let's take a look!"

Since there was no Yang Qian, Yang Shuo also put his mind at ease.

In the world, the only super strong person who posed a threat to Yang Shuo was probably only Yang Qian. The rest of the super powerhouses of the second class in the world, such as the Southern Barbarian King, the Fire Luo King and the like, Yang Shuo was not afraid. In addition, masters such as the Dapeng Golden Winged King and the Divine Turtle King, Yang Shuo is certainly not their opponent, but Yang Shuo has no grievances with them, and they will not rashly act against Yang Shuo

Generally speaking, Yang Shuo is just afraid of Yang Qian now.

Now that Yang Qian is not there, Yang Shuo wants to go over and have a look, so naturally he has no scruples.

Whew!

Swiftly slicing through the void.

The next moment, at the entrance of the Emperor's Tomb, seventy or eighty zhang away, Yang Shuo's figure immediately appeared.

"Huh, sure enough, there are a lot of strong people!"

Arriving here, Yang Shuo immediately saw that at the entrance of this person's emperor's tomb, there were two groups of people facing each other here. These two groups of people are obviously super masters above the Martial Saint level.

Among them, closer to the nine-colored void pillar of light were six men in Taoist robes and a huge black snake.

These robed men, the corners of their clothes, are embroidered with yin and yang fish patterns, and one of them, an old man with purple hair and purple beard, seems to be the leader among them. The feeling that this old man gave Yang Shuo seemed to be even more domineering than that of the Southern Barbarian King. In terms of the martial arts realm alone, I am afraid it is enough to compare with the Dapeng Golden-Winged King.

In addition, next to this old man, the Xuan Snake gave Yang Shuo the feeling that it seemed to be similar to the fourth demon saint in the world like the Purple Squirrel Demon Saint!

"True Martial Sect Master Zhuo Ziyang, this Xuan Snake must be the Zhen Temple Divine Beast of the True Martial Sect, the Xuan Snake clone of the Xuanwu Demon Saint!" Yang Shuo glanced at the purple-bearded old man, and then at the Xuan Snake, and thought secretly in his heart.

Next to Zhuo Ziyang and Xuan Snake, it was obvious that they were the other martial saint masters of the True Martial Sect.

Plus Zhuo Ziyang, the True Martial Sect Human Martial Saint, there are six.

According to Yang Shuo's understanding of the True Martial Sect, the Martial Saint powerhouses of the True Martial Sect should be seven.

However, now there are only six, which is also very normal, in Yang Shuo's opinion, there should be a martial saint, who stays within the True Martial Sect and guards the sect.

Or, he has already entered the tomb of the human emperor.

It's just that what Yang Shuo didn't know was that the True Martial Sect Martial Saint, Ren Qianheng, had indeed entered the tomb of the Human Emperor, but he was caught by Yang Qian.

Near the entrance of this Emperor's Tomb, there are still some strong people who confront these people from the True Martial Sect.

Three of them are the most striking.

One was the face of a native of Huoluo, tall and burly, similar to Yang Qian's figure, with five flame-like token magic weapons floating around him, a huge throne suspended behind him, and a stream of flame aura surging out around his body. It is the Lord of the Fire Luo Country, the actual leader of the Holy Fire Dao of the Martial Arts Holy Land today, the first strongest, the King of Fire Luo, Dale.

Dale occupies the northern direction.

And in the south direction, there are two strong men.

One of them was about forty years old, with a long beard and a slender body, and his hands were on his back, like a sharp sword unsheathed, exuding an incomparably fierce aura.

By his side, unlike the King of Huoluo, he carried all kinds of magic weapons.

However, his whole person was like a magic weapon treasure. Moreover, it is a super attack weapon at the level of a fifth-level divine soldier like the True Martial Sword and the Divine Dragon Splitting Kun Knife!

Poof!

On his body, the energy faintly escaped, piercing into the air, making a sonic boom sound.

Beside him stood a young man, as tall as him, with a burly build, and a great sword behind his back, but much less impressive. Although he has also stepped into the level of a martial saint, he is only an ordinary martial saint at the level of Dosdom.

This young man had two scars on his face, and the breath on his body made Yang Shuo vaguely feel a little familiar.

"Heavenly Sword Gate, Nangong Yan?"

Quickly, Yang Shuo immediately recognized the young man.

The big sword, the burly figure, and the scars on his face all really show that this young man is Nangong Yan. The aura on his body was somewhat similar to Yang Shuo, and Yang Shuo immediately knew that this was because after Nangong Yan obtained the first Jiuyang Xuangong secret book, after cultivating, he also perfected the top-level internal skills he had learned from the mysterious predecessor of the Heavenly Sword Sect. It is almost equivalent to that he has also cultivated the first two Nine Yang Xuangong, which is similar to Yang Shuo's aura, which is also a very normal thing.

"Nangong Yan has also arrived here, the middle-aged man beside him, presumably, is the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Nangong Potian!"

Yang Shuo's heart sank, and he thought secretly.

Nangong Potian, Nangong Yan's father, the master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, is also a super strong person in the world, almost at the same level as Qianyulong and Nanban King, and belongs to the second class in the world.

Cultivated to the level of transforming into a sword!

Although he didn't have half a magic weapon in his hand, his combat power would definitely not be much inferior to that of the Fire Luo King who had the Holy Fire Throne and the Holy Fire Token.

On the other side, there were four more people.

These four people are all dressed in monk robes, but they are not dressed as monks of the Great Zhou, but ...... Dress up as a Nile monk!

The first one was a young monk who looked to be only in his twenties, and behind him, the three monks were at least fifty or sixty years old, and their bodies were all slightly thin. At the moment, all of them are low-eyed and pleasing to the eyes, and they don't exude any breath on their bodies.

Their strength is that they have just entered the realm of martial saints.

And that young monk, although he looked only in his twenties, the aura he exuded was extremely strong, and it was also the realm of the Quadruple Thunder Sound Martial Saint, which was not inferior to King Huoluo and Nangong Potian.

"The Golden Buddha Temple of the Nile Tantric Living Buddha?"

Yang Shuo's eyebrows moved slightly.

In the world, there is no one else who is so young and can achieve such cultivation, except for the tantric living Buddha of the Golden Buddha Temple, the master of Buddhism who has been reincarnated twice. Although his physical body was in his twenties, Yang Shuo knew that he was a living Buddha who had been reincarnated by the divine soul, and he had lived two lives before, plus this life, his actual age was definitely above one hundred and fifty years old, and even approaching two hundred years old.

When the Central Plains was still in the Great Yan Dynasty, he was estimated to have been alive, but because the Tantric Living Buddha who was reincarnated dozens of times in the Golden Buddha Temple was killed by Wang Zhen, the first master of Confucianism in the Great Yan Dynasty, he got the opportunity to become a new living Buddha. Of course, his strength is much worse than that of the old living Buddha of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Behind the living Buddha of the Golden Buddha Temple, the three old monks must be the three protectors of the Dharma under the throne of the Living Buddha!

"The original Dharma King, Amu Dawang, died at my hands, and these three Dharma Kings seem to be much stronger than Amu Dawang......

Just glancing at the three old monks, Yang Shuo said secretly in his heart.

When Amu Dawang died, he was only at the level of a great grandmaster.

It is estimated that at that time, the other three Dharma Kings under the Living Buddha's throne were not all martial saint cultivators.

It's just that two or three years have passed since Amu Dawang's death, and during this time, it is normal for these three Dharma Protectors to break through and step into the Martial Saint level.

While Yang Shuo glanced at these super powerhouses, these super powerhouses also discovered Yang Shuo's arrival.

"It's Yang Shuo!"

However, the only one who recognized Yang Shuo was Nangong Yan.

Nangong Yan showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he didn't say much, just gave Yang Shuo a look.

"Who is this man?"

Zhuo Ziyang, King Huoluo and others were slightly puzzled by Yang Shuo's arrival.

However, seeing that everyone didn't know Yang Shuo, but Nangong Yan seemed to know Yang Shuo, Zhuo Ziyang and the others immediately guessed that Yang Shuo should be Nangong Yan's friend, and it was estimated that he was an outstanding disciple of a certain sect, a figure of the small character, so there was nothing to worry about.

After all, Yang Shuo is now in the flesh, and his strength is only at the level of a great grandmaster, and even a martial saint can't reach it.

The super powerhouses here have almost never been in contact with Yang Shuo, so they naturally don't know Yang Shuo's true strength...... At this moment, they had all ignored Yang Shuo.

"Zhuo Ziyang, the opening of the tomb of the Human Emperor, this is a major event in the martial arts world. Although the tomb of the Emperor of Man is in your Xuanwu Mountain, it is not owned by your True Martial Sect, and I want to enter the tomb of the Emperor of Man to explore, but you are blocking it here, it is too much, right?"

Nangong Potian's eyes were firmly fixed on Zhuo Ziyang in front of him, and he said coldly.

"Hmph, Nangong Potian, this person's emperor's tomb is indeed not owned by my True Martial Arts!"

Zhuo Ziyang also opened his mouth coldly.

"It's just that this person's emperor's tomb was opened by my true martial arts master, and it took a year or two to prepare. In order to open the tomb of this emperor, a lot of rare materials and precious magic weapons were consumed. Now you want to sit back and enjoy it, and you can't help but ignore my True Martial Sect, right?"

Zhuo Ziyang's face was gloomy.

"Ziyang Lao'er!"

didn't wait for Nangong to break the sky before he spoke, suddenly, Nangong Yan suddenly spoke.

"Ziyang Lao'er, Ziqiong and I are in love, I was supposed to be the daughter-in-law of my Tianjian Sect, but you old men of the Zhenwu Sect are not ancient, so I have to let Ziqiong return to the Zhenwu Sect and practice the secret method of double cultivation with the Yang Sect...... Today, I, Nangong Yan, are not here for this person's emperor's tomb, but for you, give me back Ziqiong!" Nangong Yan shouted loudly, his expression full of resentment. (To be continued)

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