After Wang Feng took the map, there was no clear information to prove that Caiyun Immortal Mansion was actually the tomb of the old man Caiyun. Now, if it weren't for the grave keeper appearing in the sky, I don't know how many years such news would have been sealed in the dust.

Now the Caiyun Immortal Mansion has begun to take shape, and the huge stone gate is in front of it, but because of the obstruction of the tomb holder, none of this group of people dared to move. Including Wang Feng.

The grave bearer was contaminated with an inexplicable aura, like a living person and a dead person. It was difficult to tell for a while. But one thing Wang Feng can make clear, the purpose of the tomb bearer here is to stop everyone.

"Don't move yet, just wait and see. Just as Wang Feng's expression changed, Elder Shu reminded in an inaudible voice.

Wang Feng said anxiously, "The tomb bearer stopped here, and all of us couldn't get in, but Yue Bufan went in." If he gets a treasure or inheritance, it will be in vain to work hard for so long. ”

This is indeed the truth, he worked hard to get the map from the tomb of the Dragon King, and now he has finally found the Caiyun Immortal Mansion, and seeing the failure of the achievement, no one will be happy in his heart.

Shu Lao said, "Yue Bufan doesn't have the Caiyun Order, and he can't get it when he goes in, so you don't need to worry." ”

Wang Feng wanted to continue, but after thinking about it, Shu Lao had never deceived himself, and since he was sure that there was no accident, there would definitely be no accident. It's better to wait and see what happens.

Moreover, Wang Feng faced the five-zhang tall tomb bearer, and for the first time felt the tension all over his body. Since his debut, Wang Feng has encountered such a situation for the first time, and it is difficult to make up his mind for a while.

"Boom!"

The grave bearer waved his hand, and his thick and dark palm raised the eight-zhang halberd. Tear a hole in the void. It doesn't take much effort at all. Seems to be doing something very simple. His intention, of course, was to warn the people at the scene not to act rashly.

"Elder Shu, can you see his realm?" Wang Feng asked.

"It's hard to say. The old man groaned, "This is the living dead, the body is dead, and the soul is not extinguished." Strictly speaking, he only has a wisp of dead soul to support his body, and he is not really a living person. But it was this that he did not attack with all his might. It is impossible to see the specific realm. ”

Maybe he felt that what he said was too general, but he still gave a rough range, "A conservative estimate is at the peak of the True Saint, or even more." ”

"Could it be that you have reached the realm of true gods?" Wang Feng guessed.

Elder Shu denied, "I'm not just talking about the true god, maybe he has already crossed the realm of immortality. ”

"Immortal realm. Wang Feng took a breath of surprise, his eyes flashed with elite light, and he looked the grave holder up and down, feeling related. If Elder Shu's guess was correct, this would be the first time he had met an immortal powerhouse head-on.

But after a little silence. A cold smile attracted the attention of everyone present, "You said that if you don't let in, you won't enter?

Wang Feng looked. It was a very young strong man who spoke, with long red shawl hair that was churning in the wind. Just looking at the face, it is very ordinary, but a pair of eyes actually show two colors, one blue and one purple, which is very demonic.

"Who is this person?" Wang Feng didn't know this person, but instinctively felt a super combat power that was about to explode in that person's body. This momentum is many times stronger than Zhiyue Bufan, I don't know how many times.

"It's him. ”

"I didn't expect him to come too. ”

Although Wang Feng didn't know him, it didn't mean that everyone didn't know him, and after a few seconds of silence, someone recognized this person. After a shock, it was replaced by a long silence, even dead silence.

It took a long time before someone whispered, "This is Zhao Changlin of Haoqimen, this guy is very evil, it's best not to provoke." ”

"Hiss, little overlord Zhao Changlin?!" Sure enough, many people at the scene stepped back, not daring to face this man with the reputation of the little overlord.

Wang Feng's eyes flashed, pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered this person. He once said through the same sect of the Shenwu Sect that as one of the four strongest four holy gates of the Ten Immortal Dao Holy Gates, the Haoqi Gate has been growing in power in recent years, and it is a trend to be promoted to the top of the top ten immortal Dao Holy Gates for a while.

It is also this momentum that makes Haoqimen more concerned by the outside world.

It is rumored that many years ago, there was a young and strong man in Haoqimen, who was young and amazing, and the speed of cultivation and promotion was even inferior to the older figures in the door.

This person is Zhao Changlin.

However, Zhao Changlin is amazingly talented, but he is arrogant and domineering, and his personality is ruthless, and even the elders of his holy gate are difficult to discipline. But after all, he is a genius, and the elders in the door turn a blind eye, and even strongly elect him as the holy son of the Haoqi Gate.

"He does have the strength to become a holy son, but it's a pity that this guy is so evil that he inexplicably slaughtered one of the holy sons in the door. If it weren't for Haoqimen's talent, Zhao Changlin would have been abolished a long time ago. A monk at the scene muttered quietly, and then he paused and continued, "It is precisely because of this big incident of the same sect that Zhao Changlin is no longer qualified to run for the Holy Son. ”

Then the conversation changed, "But no one can deny that his strength is no worse than that of any Immortal Dao Holy Sect's Holy Son." And with the means by which he was able to slaughter the Holy Son many years ago, he was only afraid that he was stronger than the average Holy Son. ”

Wang Feng concentrated, he roughly knew Zhao Changlin, but he didn't expect such a deed, and he listened to it for a while. Savor it, and this person may become his future rival.

"I haven't slaughtered the Holy Son yet, so I'm looking forward to it. Wang Feng licked his chin and said expectantly. If outsiders heard his words, they might be scared to death. The status of the Holy Son is higher than that of the true disciple, and the strength of the Son can be known.

If the brain is not broken, ordinary people would not dare to trouble the Holy Son.

......

"Who are you?" asked the grave bearer, ignoring the changes in the scene, his eyes flashing red, and he asked in a deep voice.

"In Xia Hao valve Zhao Changlin. ”

Zhao Changlin took a few steps forward, his blue and purple eyes flashing, and he seemed to be very excited. The people at the scene were shocked, isn't this guy going to challenge the grave leader?

"You want to enter the Immortal Mansion?" the grave keeper said in his indifferent tone as always.

A wicked smile hung on the corner of Zhao Changlin's mouth, "I really want to give it a try." ”

"Yes. The grave leader's head under the military helmet twitched slightly, and then continued, "Leave your life, let you in." ”

"Boom. ”

Suddenly, a terrifying and terrifying murderous aura swept through the audience, and it felt like a thousand miles of intercepting a dam and bursting its embankment in an instant. Everyone present at the oppression looked uncomfortable, and their chests ached faintly.

"Huh. Zhao Changlin sneered, and also exerted his momentum, and when he had accumulated all his strength, he sacrificed an iron rod, which was rough and black on the outside. A stick fell, and the sky roared, twisting and deforming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This guy is really strong. Wang Feng frowned, conservatively estimating that he had already clashed with the True Saint Realm.

But the change in the next moment was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Look for death. The grave deacon shouted, but instead of using the three-pronged and two-edged halberd, he blasted out with a punch. The swarthy fist slammed against the iron rod without hesitation, followed by a roaring vibration.

"Not good. "Zhao Changlin felt that things were going to happen before he made a move, this time he was really trusting, and he completely underestimated the combat effectiveness of the tomb leader. This also led him to pay an unimaginable price.

"Click. ”

The iron rod cracked, sparks overflowed, and Zhao Changlin's hard-earned combat power was scattered by the grave bearer's punch. Not only was the iron rod split in two, but the power that burst out from the grave man's fist directly shocked his five organs and bleed, and his chest was stuffy.

"Poof. Zhao Changlin opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, flew out dozens of meters, and crashed into a small mountain bag, life and death are unknown.

"I, rub, this guy is so perverted. Zhao Changlin, who was beaten with one punch, did not know whether he was alive or dead. With this person guarding the tomb, who can go in?"

"I look at this mountain gate today, don't think about entering it alone. ”

This scene was enough to make the people at the scene dumbfounded, and they were silent for a long time before they reacted. Thinking about Zhao Changlin's combat effectiveness in slaughtering the Holy Son, he was stunned with one punch, who would dare not be hard-eyed?

Wang Feng was also shocked, it was the first time he had seen such a domineering powerhouse.

"Boy, I guessed right, this thing can hit you alone. The old man smiled and let out a loud voice, as if he was very satisfied with what he had just asserted.

Wang Feng rolled his eyes, "Then Caiyun Immortal Mansion won't go in?"

"You have the Caiyun Order, what are you afraid of?" said the old tree.

"That's right. Wang Feng nodded, "I take out the Caiyun Order now, and I will definitely be able to enter the Caiyun Immortal Mansion." ”

"Uh......" Elder Shu paused for a moment, then said slowly, "I mean that once you enter the Caiyun Immortal Mansion, you will definitely be able to go smoothly than the others. But the premise is to go in, in other words, to enter the stone gate, you have to pass the tomb keeper first. ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Feng was puzzled.

Shu Lao said, "The tomb bearer is only the messenger responsible for guarding the tomb, and it is actually isolated from the Caiyun Immortal Mansion, one inside and one outside. He is not subject to the Caiyun Order at all. Your token will only work if you go in. ”

Wang Feng was speechless, "You mean, I still have to fight?"

"Correct. Shu Lao replied with a smile.

Wang Feng really wanted to scold at the moment, mother, and go around, but he still couldn't run away from the grave bearer. He swallowed his saliva, looked at the grave holder with an arrogant face, and then looked at Zhao Changlin, who was beaten by a punch dozens of meters away, and felt worried.

"Although I am also a genius, my opponent is too strong. Wang Feng bared his teeth and shook his head, and after careful consideration, he still felt that he had no bottom in his heart. Although he was decisive, he was not reckless. Knowing that you can't do it, it's stupid rather than brave.

"So, I'll keep you waiting. "Shu Lao has a tone of grasping the overall situation, and it seems that he has already had a solution.

In this way, Wang Feng was overjoyed and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"As soon as something happens to Caiyun Immortal Mansion, it will definitely alarm all directions, and at that time, all the elders will also take action. You just have to wait quietly and wait for the older characters to clear the way. Elder Shu's words cleared the clouds and mist, making Wang Feng instantly realize that there was such a big situation in the Righteous Demon Battlefield, I was afraid that the news had been passed out, and the Ten Immortal Dao Holy Gates would definitely send many elders to fight.

"Whoosh. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Feng came back to his senses, a hundred meters away a figure rushed forward like an ironclad torrent, and the sound of breaking the air was endless......

(To be continued......)