Chapter 507: The Tomb of the Great Monarch

The fog is thick, and the rugged mountain roads are becoming more and more difficult to walk, and in some places there are no roads at all, and you will get lost as you walk.

After going around in the thick fog for a while, a few Benlei Sect disciples finally found their way to come.

"Elder Taishang, that tomb is right in front of you. ”

The female disciple Ye Lanqing finally found a set of close topics, and slowed down while talking and wanted to walk side by side with Ye Chuan, but as a result, Ye Chuan, who was following behind, suddenly stopped, and the distance was not closer, but even larger.

Ye Lanqing's pretty face turned red all of a sudden, a little shy and a little embarrassed, fortunately, no one will know if you don't look carefully in the fog.

"Elder Taishang, what's wrong?"

Hong Tao, a disciple of Benlei Sect who was walking in the front, stopped and turned to look at Ye Chuan, his eyes a little confused. Ye Chuan walked unhurriedly at the back, standing in the thick fog, he could only see a faint humanoid silhouette, looming to give people a sense of unreality, as if it was just a phantom that would disappear at any time. After walking behind for so long, no one could see his facial features and true face clearly.

This person, is this really the legendary Elder Ben Leizi of our Benlei Gate?

Hong Tao, the eldest disciple of Benlei Sect, suddenly had a thought in his heart, and then quickly self-denied his self-blame. Aren't the real masters all lonely and mysterious and ethereal?

Thinking about the legends of many legendary masters in the history of the Wild World, Hong Tao, the great disciple of Benlei Gate, no longer had any doubts in his heart.

"There's someone up ahead, come with me. ”

Ye Chuan gave a faint order, and suddenly walked in front to lead the way, bypassing from the left. After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped, sat cross-legged on the spot in the thick fog, and silently recited the mental method to restrain the power fluctuations and breath in his body.

"Hey, there's someone!"

"The Fire Gate, the Breeze Gate, and the Snake Island Gate...... That...... , isn't that the old devil from the island?"

A few Benlei Sect disciples followed, and when they opened their eyes, they saw that there were many people around the ancient tomb not far away, and a large group of people came at some point. Carefully identifying, you can see many familiar faces, the female disciple Ye Lanqing has sharp eyes, and even saw the old devil who was frightened by Ye Chuan not long ago.

Several Benlei Sect disciples became nervous, and they all closed their mouths and stood behind Ye Chuan, carefully hiding in the thick fog.

The master is really a master, and he senses it from afar, if it weren't for the reminder of the elder Taishang, wouldn't he have to meet the old devil again?

Several young disciples were nervous and didn't dare to come out, and at the same time, they were also wondering in their hearts, wondering why so many cultivators and demons had suddenly gathered here. Could it be, what's wrong with this tomb?

Thinking of Ye Chuan's abnormal behavior, several Benlei Sect disciples moved in their hearts and stood in the fog and watched from afar.

Looking through the thick fog, there were more and more cultivators around the ancient tomb, including sect disciples in the nearby sea area, scattered cultivators who used to be alone, and big devils with a far-reaching reputation, and at least hundreds of people came. Slowly, the noise came from afar.

"Come out, dig it out, see what is written on the stele?"

"Sea ...... Lan...... Big...... Jun, my God, this is indeed a tomb of the Great King, no wonder there are such strong prohibition fluctuations underground!"

"Strange, when in the history of the Kraken Clan, there has been such a great prince?"

"Lonely and unheard, there are more saints and maharajas you haven't heard of!"

......

Outside the thick fog, there was a lot of noise, and someone dug out half of the ancient stone tablet from the ground, which was engraved with the four big characters of 'Hailan Dajun', and the cultivators who were watching were all excited at once.

Any Maharaja's Tomb is more or less sealed with powerful treasures, and the Maharaja's Tomb in the Holy Land of the Siren Race, isn't there more and more powerful treasures sealed?

The cultivators who had already come to seize the treasure were all excited the moment they saw the stele, and before they could break in, someone began to fight and snatch this half of the stele.

A race holy land of an ancient race, anything in it may be a treasure against the sky, and a stone tablet that looks ordinary may contain some mysteries, and it can be sold for a sky-high price as soon as it is sold outside!

"I only need this stone tablet, and you can take the rest!"

"Hehe, this stele is mine, who dares to move?"

......

More and more people snatched it, and a chaotic battle quickly broke out around the ancient tomb.

An ancient monarch's tomb, which is sealed with countless treasures and countless powerful ancient prohibitions. Many overseas cultivators and demons are ready to break in, but no one is stupid, and they don't dare to be the first to break in and explore the way for others. Instead, the big fight was to grab the stele dug up from the ground first. Soon, someone screamed and fell in a pool of blood. Someone finally snatched the stone tablet in his hand, but as a result, before he could receive the space ring, he was swordsmanship and sword shadow in front of him, and he was killed by the demons.

Several Benlei Sect disciples had tense faces, looking at the scuffle outside, and their hearts were beating in horror and secretly calling for luck.

This time, after hearing that the Lost City, the holy land of the Kraken Clan, was about to open, several of them were ordered to go to sea to practice. There were no masters of the sect accompanying them, just a few of their young disciples, and they didn't think about seizing any treasures, they just had the idea of coming to increase their knowledge and experience. Just now, if it weren't for Ye Chuan's reminder to stop, he rushed out rashly and had to meet the old devil and the scattered people on the island, not to mention, he might have been killed in the melee!

After a while, a few masters of the real human realm who had cultivated well fell in a pool of blood, and more and more people made a move, and their cultivation was more and more powerful one by one, and it seemed that the masters and demons in the sea area within a radius of thousands of miles had arrived.

Several Benlei Sect disciples were shocked, and among the group, only Ye Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground motionless, his eyes slightly closed. The scuffle outside became more and more intense, but he seemed to have traveled thousands of miles, and after seeing Tuoba Xiaoniao's handkerchief, he quickly rushed over, and finally arrived at the destination, but he was not in a hurry, as if he was traveling thousands of miles, and as if he was waiting for something.

A loud whistling sound suddenly came from afar, accompanied by a monstrous coercion.

The hearts of the overseas cultivators and demons who were fighting for each other and falling into the scuffle were terrified, and everyone became nervous and felt the danger, but the old devil who had been standing by and not making a move was a flash in his eyes, and he also raised his head and echoed with a long roar.

The loud whistling sound sounded again, this time, the distance was much closer, and the whistling sound sounded like it sounded in people's ears, making people's eardrums tingling and unspeakably uncomfortable. Before the whistle fell, a tall figure flew in from the thick fog, and where it passed, the thick fog quickly parted to both sides. I saw that he was tall and his face was cold, his eyes were as cold as two cold pools, and he was holding a sharp halberd, and before he could get close to an unparalleled murderous aura, he rolled in, and in an instant, the big devil at the peak of the real human realm trembled.

Weather the day!

Ye Chuan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, Huo Ran opened his eyes, looking at the unstoppable Qingtian Weather flying by, his heart was also trembling, and his face gradually tightened.