Chapter 112: Inside the burial ground, Yin ginseng

"What, you have a problem?" The eyes were sharp, and the essence burst out, pointing directly at the son of King Leiyang.

"Qingyuemen, it's too domineering." The son of the King of Leiyang is known as the Little King of Leiyang, his talent is outstanding, he entered the Qin Martial Academy, and he is the fifth genius on the Qin Martial Arts List, and now seeing that Qingyuemen is so domineering, he will naturally not give up.

"Overbearing? You can try to make a move......" said as the Blue Moon Blade in his hand flickered, making people's hearts tremble.

When the little Leiyang king saw the local provocation, he was immediately displeased, even if you Qingyuemen is strong, but after all, this is the land of the sixteen kingdoms of Surabaya, but there is no companion to hold it, the companion shook his head, signaling the little Leiyang king not to be impulsive.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards." The person who made the shot glanced at the crowd and did not face it squarely.

"You ......" Xiao Leiyang Wang was furious, but his companions pulled him to death, Xiao Leiyang Wang was too impulsive, the top ten true legends of Qingyuemen, it is said that he can enter the five decay tribulations of heaven and man at any time, and become a strong man in the Seven Realms of the Mountain Building Realm, although the king of Xiao Leiyang is a genius, there is still a big gap between him and the five decay tribulations of heaven and man.

"What are you, huh!" Pride and contempt coexisted, and in his eyes, he didn't even care about Xiao Leiyang King at all.

"Don't be impulsive, it's not appropriate to offend Qingyuemen now." The person who blocked it transmitted the sound, so that the little Leiyang King should not be impulsive, and the Qingyue Gate was powerful.

The scene gradually fell silent, but more and more geniuses gathered here. There are six major academies, there are many scattered cultivators of the sixteen countries of Surabaya, and there are geniuses like the five true disciples of Qingyuemen, who came to this realm through the opening of the Fengwang Palace, and at this time there are no less than 10,000 people gathered in this area.

However, no matter who comes, no one will easily try the power of the five true disciples of Qingyue Sect.

Qingyue Gate, at the boundary of Liangzhou, is an unshakable mountain.

Yang Ning, Yang Zhen and Yang Pi, but during this time, they have already agreed on a strategy, between the three of them and Qingyuemen, because of the relationship between Liao Tao, it can be said that there is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, especially Yang Ning, who has no good impression of Qingyuemen.

"Yang Ning, find a chance and do them." Yang Zhen was already eager to try, especially when King Xiao Leiyang was wronged, he wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Yang Ning and Yang Pi.

Yang Ning gave a reassuring look, but the attention of his eyes was on the other team.

This team of people was the team that silently followed Yang Ning and a few people, which made Yang Ning feel a faint killing intent.

"Big brother, he looked at us...... "A little brother seemed a little timid, although the Taiyi Academy was weak, but after all, it was still among the six major academies.

"Calm, calm." The boss also kept comforting himself. Taiyi Academy, it's not easy to mess with, compared to the six major academies, they can only be said to be casual cultivation, so if you want to win the sword, you must plan precisely.

In the air, there is a faint breath of spring, but it is also the coldest season of the year, but with the slow movement of the warm sun, it is gradually warmer, but these cultivators have been here, and they are not considered at all.

The purple-red light of soul power in the sky gradually weakened, and it was finally noon.

"The time has come, come in."

The genius of the Qingyue Gate led by him turned into Qingyue and went straight to the center where the soul power was weakest, and the other four followed, submerging into the purple-red soul power light.

"Rush, ......"

In an instant, tens of thousands of geniuses turned into Changhong, and everyone unfolded their extreme speed and entered the abyss that was bubbling with soul power. The powerhouse of the half-step mountaineering realm, even if he enters it, as long as he has a trace of understanding and benefits, he will benefit for life.

Yang Ning and a few people stood on the side, looking at the Changhong in the sky, Yang Ning shook his head slightly, and the half-step mountaineering realm, as far as the sixteen countries of Surabaya are concerned, it may be very strong, but in the entire continent, it is not worth mentioning at all. But Yang Ning didn't think about how the continent was so big and the barren western wilderness frontier could be compared to a big state like Zhongshenzhou.

"Yang Ning, let's go in quickly......" Ran Dongsheng urged, at this moment, there were fewer and fewer people around, and there were only a few people left.

Yang Ning smiled indifferently and glanced at the team he was looking at just now, this team was still there, and it seemed that they were also waiting for Yang Ning and a few people.

"If you want to do it, hurry up, otherwise you won't have a chance......" Yang Ning's voice was not loud, but it clearly entered the minds of several people.

The boss was stunned for a moment, so keen perception, such a genius, thinking of Taiyi Academy again, the boss instantly retreated.

"That boy, Hugh's rampant." With a long groan, a spirit knife was unsheathed in his hand.

"The third child, no, no......" The boss shouted urgently, but it was still too late, because the third child in his mouth had already been slashed out with a knife light, and he was accurate, and he wanted to cut off Yang Ning's head.

Yang Ning pointed at the same time, a sword intent was urged, and he greeted it, slightly reddish, Yang Ning would not have thought that after a short few days of rest, the sword intent that he had casually urged could already have the breath of a sword rule.

However, Yang Ning was not flustered, the sword intent became stronger, for him, it couldn't be better, although his sword dao realm was strong, it was still a little impossible to send out the sword rules with his fingers, but he could already have a trace of sword rules, which was already a kind of progress.

Bite!

There was a crashing sound in the air.

"How is this possible?" The boss was shocked not far away, and the swordsman in front of him actually stopped the third child's spirit sword with the sword intent triggered by his fingers, and also made the third child suffer a secret loss.

"Do you want to do it again?" Yang Ning glanced at the third child, and then looked at the boss.

The boss's voice fluctuated slightly, the third one's cultivation was on par with himself, but now he could only catch the other party's sword intent.

It's ridiculous that he still wants to take the other party's sword, it's really asking for his own hardship.

"No, no, no, no......" The boss's head was like a rattle in an instant, at this moment, even if he was given 10,000 guts, he didn't dare to make a move, once he really started to move, the other party took out the sword, and his own side, I'm afraid he couldn't take a sword.

"In that case, then I'll go first." Yang Ning raised the killing sword in his hand, and the blood-colored hilt of the sword was somewhat similar to the purple-red soul power in the air.

"Young heroes, please, please, please......" The boss was already afraid.

Yang Ning turned around and said, "Let's go." "For Yang Ning, such cultivators, there is no difference between killing and not killing, they are just some poor people who have been blinded by greed.

"Let's go." There was no wave on Yang Pi's face.

Relatively speaking, Yang Zhen had some expectations, after all, a half-step mountaineering realm powerhouse, in the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, it was a proper peak powerhouse.

"It's really exciting......" Yang Zhen was beside him, but there was an extra beauty.

"Ning Yi, aren't you going into retreat, why did you come here?" Yang Zhen doted on the beauty in his arms.

"I can't stand it......" Yang Ning turned into Changhong and explored the way ahead. Yang Pi followed.

"I'm going to be with you." Qin Ningyi seemed to realize that she was a little out of shape, and her face was flushed.

"Okay, let's step on this holy burial ground together." Yang Zhen's head is high, with a majestic and high-spirited step, and he has a posture of "beauty is in my arms, and I have the world".

The boss looked at the figures of a few people leaving, especially when he saw Yang Zhen and Qin Ningyi at the end, he couldn't say that there was a look of envy on his face.

However, my own conditions don't allow it, I look average, and I cultivate......

"Hey, let's go too." A group of people followed the footsteps of several people from a distance and entered it.

In the purple light, there seems to be an inexplicable control that will make everyone's bodies extremely light, but faintly, it seems that it can divide the soul.

"Everyone be careful, guard your soul, and protect it with your heart." Yang Ning gave a way to resist, increasing the weight of his body, and in the purple-red light, he slowly fell.

Finally, after two hours, Yang Ning and the others saw the ground.

It was a huge square, and around the square, there was a purple-red light, and the light that gushed out and reached the ground was emitted from the square.

"Be careful, everyone." Yang Ning landed first, and there was no one around, obviously heading forward.

Walking on the square, several people quickly rushed to the front.

The space is very large, there is almost no edge to be seen, as several people go deeper, they see a lot of white bones, it is obvious that this burial place is not the first eruption, a long time ago, there have been people who have gone deep into it.

"Let's speed up." Yang Ning turned into a sword rainbow and jumped deeper, followed by Yang Zhen and the others.

In the space, there was a purple-red light everywhere, but as it went deeper, an aura of death gradually appeared.

Although the burial ground is called a holy place, it is a place where the dead are buried, so it is not an exaggeration to say that hell is true.

"Be careful to resist and don't let the dead air invade." Yang Ning kept reminding that because there was already a fresh corpse here, it had just died, and his body temperature was still there.

Yang Pi's sword intent rolled around him, blocking the dead air. The divine body glowed brightly, and the death qi could not be approached, and Zhou Han and the others also raised the body protection Zhengang one after another to resist the death qi.

The square gradually disappeared behind everyone, and a labyrinth like a chaotic forest appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Whew......

Rumble!

"This is Stonehenge, everyone be careful." Yang Pi's ink knife slashed and sank a flying boulder. Yang Pi is no stranger to places like burial grounds.

The sword followed, and Yang Ning also treated it carefully.

A few people walked between the chaotic stone formations, at the tip of Yang Ning's sword, the array spirit beads continued to rotate, resisting the oppression of the formation, and several people slowly walked through the chaotic stone forest, and finally came to the depths of the burial ground.

"Is it Yin ginseng?" I saw that at the moment of chaos in the stone forest, Yang Ning saw an elixir.

"Yin ginseng?" Yang Zhen was puzzled.

"Yin ginseng, which can neutralize yang energy, is one of the more evil ones in the elixir." Yang Ning said, he had come to the front and was about to collect it, but at this moment, suddenly at the root of the yin ginseng, a purple-red light appeared. Slowly emerges, and finally transforms into a tall phantom beast.

"Be careful, at this time, the essence of the Yin ginseng must not be eroded, otherwise the immortals will be difficult to save." Yang Ning's sword slashed out with sword light, wanting to capture the Yin ginseng.

Although it is evil, it is at the level of elixir after all, and it is still rare, so naturally it cannot be let go. Yang Ning, in particular, thought of a remnant picture in his spatial ring, which was the fire of the sunshine in the world.

"The Seven Realms of the Mountain Building Realm?" Yang Pi was slightly stunned, because the breath of this phantom beast had reached the sevenfold realm of the mountain building realm.

"Break it up quickly, otherwise its breath will get stronger and stronger." Yang Ning's fierce attack had already come to the phantom beast.

I saw that the phantom beast was huge, and the sword light that Yang Ning split out was not even as long as one of its fingers, and the phantom beast seemed to have no sense of thought, but it had the instinct to fight, and its copper bell-like eyes shot out two red rays of light, heading straight for Yang Ning's body.

Laugh at!

The light of the sword pierced through the chamber without any hindrance.

But the huge phantom beast, except for the aura that was a little weaker, did not seem to have any changes, and the attack was still there, chasing Yang Ning directly.

"I'm here to help you." Yang Pi's ink knife cut through the space, leaving an ink-colored sword light in the purple-red space, directly slashing the phantom beast's head.

The swords and swords are combined, and the swords and swords and shadows are from different directions, prompting them with artistic conception to eliminate phantom beasts.

However, the two of them were disappointed again, the phantom beast seemed to have no body, and let the attacks of the two fall on the huge body, and the only thing was that its aura was a little weaker and there was no other change.

"What a wicked sect." Yang Ning's sword light added a point, and it already had the power of the sword.

A curtain of blood was cast on the blood, and the entire huge phantom beast was about to be split in two.

Yang Pi followed suit in accordance with the law.

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

The entire huge phantom beast was split into three sections.

Bite!

The purple light also shot at the sound of Yang Ning's sword body, making a crisp sound.