The empty golden phoenix shrunk and stood on the wheel of the chariot, and the divine horse was abnormal.

Nine dragon shadows appeared, pushing the chariot forward.

These nine dragon shadows are extraordinary, and they already have the strength of the Holy Rank.

Jiang Baobao is Luo Yang's goddaughter, Luo Yang got a lot of imperial energy from the golden ring, and naturally did not forget to refine the dragon genus that inhabited the wheel of the Liuhe True Spirit Chariot.

Now, the dragon crystal and dragon marrow in the wheel were all shattered, emitting a heavenly treasure light, making the red-blooded heavenly dragon continue to improve. In addition, Luo Yang used the authority of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts to make the five hundred and forty Heavenly Dragons under his command embark on the career promotion system.

The five hundred and forty Heavenly Dragons are all in the posture of the Dragon Emperor, and if they are allowed to superimpose their figures on top of each other, they can make Jiang Baobao and the other nine Heavenly Dragons have saint-level strength, which can be described as a great help.

At this moment, the redhead weaves a gate for the chariot to pass through.

Mingguang Jing was puzzled: "Master, can that red-haired girl rest assured that we will enter the bottom of the Divine Tomb? If we turn back at the critical moment, won't her plan be frustrated?"

"Let me ask you, do you really want to rebel against the water?" Luo Yang suddenly asked.

"Well, considering the cost and cost, I think it's better not to turn the water back, God knows how many strange traps this tomb has. ”

"Isn't that all there is to it? I just want to give it a go. Besides, look around! We won't see the owner of the tomb, but we will only guard the important entrance, and if we succeed, we may be able to gain some benefits. Luo Yang only felt that his blood was boiling, he really didn't care about any god tomb, and he didn't care about any god corpse, no matter how big his ambition was, what did he have to do with it? Now he only wants to fight and kill the real enemy.

The mercenaries of the Divine Domain and the undead army are cracking the entrance, and they have broken through one obstacle after another, and at this speed, they will be able to enter the bottom of the barrier in about two more days.

The red-haired god witch apparently noticed Luo Yang's potential, so she moved him to the sarcophagus to reach an agreement. However, there were some special circumstances, the deputy head of the mercenaries in the divine domain, Maher, was able to temporarily control the god totem pole, attracting many extraterritorial beasts to help in the battle, and the guardians of the divine tomb were captured one after another.

A pair of sarcophagi floated around the totem pole, and the head of the regiment decided that when the sarcophagus reached the number twelve, the door to the tomb could be opened.

Luo Yang didn't wait for the enemy to arrive, he opened the Thousand Army Seal, entered the saint-level battlefield left by the God of War to fight, killed from the first battlefield to the third, and finally broke through again and entered the fourth battlefield.

"The fourth battlefield, there are twelve saint-level trial grounds left in the Thousand Army Seal, and I have broken through three, I don't know how many surprises this fourth battlefield can give me?"

To his astonishment, there was only one enemy on this battlefield, with knotted muscles, horns on the top of his head, hot air spewing out of his nostrils, and the sun, moon and stars flashing in his eyes.

"This is a great enemy, invincible in the same rank. "Luo Yang knows, there are a total of twelve trial grounds, the first three can only be regarded as a warm-up, and starting from the fourth trial ground is the real test.

"Boy, can you do it? Sneaky people who enter this trial ground, if you want to cultivate into a god of war, you can't be afraid of it, how can you do it without the domineering spirit of piercing the sky?"

"Huh, do you have spiritual wisdom?" Luo Yang was shocked, he never expected that the Thousand Army Seals left by the ancient God of War would be so magical.

"Aha, little guy, you underestimated Dao Yin. All the Dao seals that can finally blossom and bear fruit are not simple, they exhaustively study the truth of the universe in them, use space and time as the axis, and use thought and life as the foreshadowing, and slowly form fragments of the law. When it is weak, it is rhythm, and when it is strong, it is regular, just like a volcanic eruption, the vicissitudes of the sea, the fall of a meteorite, and the encompassing of all things!"

Hearing this humanoid bull's explanation, Luo Yang shook his body and came closer, and said with a slight smile: "I don't study what the law is, as a Gao Su zhì battle saint, just beat the enemy down." ”

"Huh?" the humanoid bull was stunned, then laughed, nodded and said, "Yes, the laws are all bullshit, it seems that you don't want to condense your own Dao seal, what do you do with so much? ”

"Boom ......"

Luo Yang and the humanoid bull moved at the same time, and the two figures punched with all their might, hitting the sky from the ground to the sky, completely hard-hitting and hard-hitting, and the fight was extremely brutal, they were more ferocious, more bloodthirsty, more than will, and the mountains and rivers trembled.

Just when Luoyang Tong Guò Thousand Army Seal was refining his combat skills and fighting happily, the mercenaries of the Divine Domain and the undead army launched a fierce attack on the eleventh sarcophagus.

"Kill it, we will succeed, the mountain of divine treasures, the divine disk where death qi and demonic intent meet, and three rare ancient divine weapons are waiting for us in front. ”

The crowd was excited, although they lost nearly half of them on the way, but they finally came here, and they were getting closer and closer to success, as long as they captured two more sarcophagi, they could open the ultimate burial chamber of the Tomb of the Gods.

"Everyone be careful, this eleventh sarcophagus is not trivial, the legend is that the most qualified god son walked on the road to death and cultivated a zombie god after a long time. After the regiment commander reminded him, his eyes burst into a strong light, as if he wanted to see through the tomb of the gods.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

As the space shook, a gorgeous sarcophagus carved from warm jade appeared, and the dead light spread, and the chill was forested.

I saw a tall figure standing on the sarcophagus, he was a lupine scarf, graceful, if it weren't for the surging death intent around him, he would really worship him as a god of life.

"How is it possible? Has the Son of God already turned from the path of death back to the path of life? The two laws of the universe are juxtaposed. Some of the mercenaries in the Divine Domain are good at observation, shaking their heads and saying, "No, it shouldn't be like this, his father has not succeeded, why did he take this step?"

"You dare to disturb my eternal sleep and die!" The god son pointed with his hand, the tomb of the gods almost cracked, this was a terrible battle, all the demigods invited by the twilight blood mercenary group made a move, and the deputy head summoned a large number of extraterritorial beasts to help fight, and among the undead legions, there were heavyweight stores in the army that killed the tomb of the gods.

In the end, the undead army collected the corpses and broken flesh and sent them into the sarcophagus, so that there was another hanging coffin on top of the god totem pole, and it seemed that only the last link of the big key could be completed.

However, no matter how much the mercenaries and the undead army searched, they did not find the twelfth sarcophagus, but instead encountered a chariot and stopped in the way.

There was a man sitting in the car, and there was a faint light behind him.

"What about the sarcophagus? How could you meet a small second-level battle saint?" The Twilight Blood Mercenary Group was in an uproar, and they stood up at random, and their level was much stronger than the little ghost on the other side.

Luo Yang's consciousness was still in the Thousand Army Seal, and he fought the humanoid brute bull for the seventh thousand, two hundred and ninety-eighth time. It's not that he can't win, it's that he can't afford to be a living target with violent combat power, and it has indescribable benefits for trying various means of attack.

"Is it him?" the big furry face under the felt hat became strange, and said secretly: "It's really variable, before I left, I spent a lot of money to ask Master Zhan to predict, saying that there is a little person who can affect my fate." He is both the enemy of fate and the key to the ultimate realization of his ambitions, and he must be detained today even at the risk of being exposed!"