The mausoleum flowing with the Flame Sand River was burning with raging fire, and the young patriarchs of the Demon Mountain and Jin Rebellion were very cautious, and slowly entered the tomb along the Flame Sand River.

"Boom!"

The mausoleum shook violently, and the blue ripples from the mausoleum, like a fierce beast, flooded everyone.

"Retreat!" Yu Xi walked in front, and with his exclamation, he turned into a golden light and fled along the flaming sand river.

The mausoleum with flames burning shook violently, and inside the tomb, there seemed to be a terrifying existence.

"It's not good, the exit is automatically sealed, and there is no way back. "Feng Li's speed is no worse than Yu Xi's, he is very mysterious, and he rarely speaks, giving people a sense of fierceness and loneliness.

Inside the shaking tomb, there was a strange sound that took the heart away, and this sound was very complicated, like ten thousand ghosts crying together, and like the roar of the undead.

The young patriarchs of the Demon Mountain trembled, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat.

"Seek wealth and danger, go to the tomb to find out. The golden lead-colored eyes glowed, and on his body, the flames were burning, and he stood up and walked into the tomb first.

The young patriarchs of the Demon Mountain are not good, they all raised their breath and marched towards the tomb.

A flaming gate, like burning quicksand, is the source of the flaming sand river.

"This is not a secret door, this mausoleum is different from other large tombs. ”

Everyone stopped and looked at the giant gate of flowing fire sand, and Jin Yi saw what was going on and expressed his opinion out loud.

"The breath in the tomb gives me the feeling that it is unpredictable, very bewitching, and very impressive, this tomb is not simple. Hyun Bin carried the turtle shell on his back and said a word.

"This flame sand gate, the temperature released is too terrifying, how to enter the tomb?" Tengyuan likes a cold, scorching environment, which makes him very unhappy.

Several young patriarchs all looked pensive, the entrance gate of the mausoleum, the temperature was terrifying, even if it was as strong as them, they did not dare to set foot in it.

Jin Zhi looked at the Huoyan Shamen, his delicate face, and smiled slightly, although the power of the fire of the Huoyan Shamen was terrifying, he had no fear at all.

"The Flame Sand Beast Crystal Nucleus can increase the temperature of its own fire, so you might as well try it. "Fierce Tiger Wei is the young patriarch of the Fierce Tiger Clan, and they are the clan that cultivates the power of fire, and the mystery of the crystal nucleus of the Flame Sand Beast, he knows the most.

Several young patriarchs, their bodies trembled, and Fierce Tiger Wei's proposal was to integrate the crystal nucleus of the flame sand beast into the body to temporarily replace its own fire, of course, this flame sand beast crystal nucleus replaced its own fire, and it could only last for a few breaths.

"There's no other way, I'll try it later. "Shi Yanxiong has a very loud voice, their clan also likes the power of fire, and almost all generations have been fire lions.

It didn't matter if the golden rebellion was reversed, the purple golden yang and gray yang in his realm were in full bloom, and the ancient demon skills were also running rapidly, and he took a step, taking the lead, and stepped into the fire gate.

"Ah......h

......

A scream, heart-rending, spread from the inside of the Huoyan Shamen to the outside, several young patriarchs and Jin Yi, all passed through the Huoyan Shamen and entered the mausoleum.

The strange and unpredictable ancient tomb, a sea of fire, inside the tomb, it is like a world of fire, but the flames in the tomb are not high in temperature or manic, but calm and gentle.

There are dense coffins floating in the sea of fire, and the blue flames in the coffins are brilliant and extremely demonic.

In the center of the sea of flames, there were seven flame lotuses, each of which carried a blood-red coffin.

"Seven Evil Coffins!"

"A special burial ground in the Underworld. ”

Jin Rebellion is in the extremely cold land, in the Great Demon Heavenly Clan, he has read many classics, and the Seven Evil Dead Coffin is in the underworld world, which is one of the noble burial styles, and it can also be an effective means to resurrect from the dead and live out the second life.

Of course, this kind of anti-heaven means is not to say that it can be arranged, and the tomb with the coffin of the seven evil spirits must be the place of the most yin, and secondly, the characters in the resurrection coffin must be conceived and nourished for generations to come.

"Those seven coffins are buried with seven great people in the world, but in the end, they can only resurrect at most one person. Yu Xi said, he also has a certain degree of understanding of the Seven Evil Coffins.

"Bang dang!"

"Bang!"

......

The coffins floating in the sea of fire emitted strange sounds, and inside the dense coffins, there were not living creatures, but puppet armies forged from corpses.

An army of human skins, an army of skeletons, an army of ghosts......

The puppets who rushed out of the coffin in the coffin, formed a seven-party army, blew horns, beat war drums, and pressed towards the people who entered the tomb.

Several young patriarchs were dumbfounded, and there were several armies, the worst of which were all in the realm of the Little Spirit King, and even the puppets of the demigod realm.

"This ......" the blue wolf tooth thief's eyebrows were rat-eyed, and cold sweat drenched his whole body.

"There is no way out, only a desperate battle, unless the coffin of the Seven Evil Undead is broken and the blood of the big man in the coffin is refined. Kim reversed.

Several young patriarchs all set their eyes on Jin Yi.

"Open the Seven Evil Kings Spirit Coffin!" Yu Xi turned into a big peng, his wings emitted two golden lights, slashed the puppet that stood in the way, and approached the seven coffins.

Several other young patriarchs also incarnated as their own bodies, focusing on the coffin of the seven undead.

A Great Spirit King-level human skin puppet roared towards Jin, this human skin puppet was like a suit of clothes, but their facial features were distinct, and their eyes were big and scary.

"What kind of creature is the skin of this creature, black and black, with an air of death. ”

Jin Cheng is not afraid, he is thoughtful, a skin, the strength is as strong as the peak level of the Great Spirit King, it can be seen how terrifying the strength is when he is flexible in this life.

"Whew!"

The human-skin puppet was soft and weak, its fangs exposed, and the fangs shimmered with a cold light.

Jin reversed his hands and pinched the trick and cast the source technique.

"A swan song for the ages!"

A stunning beauty, jade hands holding pipa, jade feet stepping on golden auspicious clouds.

Pipa music, beauty song, pleasant voice, moving music, however, beautiful things, always hide endless killing opportunities.

The human skin golem cannot perform the source technique, and can only rely on the brute force of the skin to fight the enemy.

The beautiful woman with golden light, the more the pipa is played, the more urgent it becomes, and the tactful and long sound is getting more and more powerful.

The human skin puppet has a hideous face, cracks on the skin, and dense music runes, even if it is a sub-god-level source technique, the power released also makes the human skin of the peak of the Great Spirit King suffer a big loss.

"Send you to hell. ”

Jin Hui held the magic stick, deduced the supreme supernatural power, subdued the thirteen sticks, and constantly rotated the black stick, the human skin puppet had no power to resist, and the black blood hole on its skin bag exuded a terrifying demonic aura.

"Whew!"

Several human skin puppets roared in, and after Jin Zhi pierced through the human skin puppets that fought with him, he also quickly approached the coffin of the Seven Evil Undead.