Boom!

Clang!

The sound of the extreme battle is sonorous, coming out from the huge ancient mountain tomb, echoing in the entire ancient dead city, and the bright divine brilliance is a fairy blossom for this dead city in the mythical era.

The sound of the battle was too strong, and the cultivators were shaken down, and many people directly coughed up blood, and there were not a few people who had their liver and gallbladder split.

"There's a holy artifact in it, and there's more than one!"

The noise was boiling, and the cultivators' eyes were hot and excited.

The holy weapon, the immortal weapon, can dominate the ups and downs of one party's forces through the ages, and achieve a person's undefeated legend, which is of great significance.

"What are you waiting for, kill!"

Without any hesitation, all the cultivators made a move at the same time, and the overwhelming battle burst out, surging like a torrent in the direction of Meng Yu, Buxiao, Wu Heng, and Yan Guan Bukong, intending to strangle them in one fell swoop, and open up a passage to the ancient mountain tomb to seize the holy weapon.

The four people were swallowed up silently, and the torrent-like battle was like a bamboo, invincible, and rushed to the ancient mountain tomb.

Such a wave of battle has condensed the combat energy of too many masters, and has invincible and invincible destructive power, not to mention the power of the Great Perfection of the Divine Nirvana Realm, even if it is a god of the Heavenly Silence Realm, he will be killed.

Bang!

The palm of time was cut off, the fist of space was smashed, and the battle like a torrent was melted away in an instant, with only a little ripple.

Seeing this situation, all the cultivators were petrified, and the combat power of the Palm of Time and the Fist of Space was definitely not much more than that of the completely awakened holy weapon.

"What is the origin of this Palm of Time and the Fist of Space, such a blow is blocked invisibly!"

"The Eternal Dead City is not simple. ”

"It's a pity that those boys of the Lingxu Dao Sect, regardless of their qualifications and chances, are the leaders of the younger generation, and it is possible to compete with the second-rate Gu Clan's junjie and catch up with the pace of the young heroes of the pinnacle force! ”

After a pause, a wave of more fierce battle attacks had already been cut down, and the road ahead continued to open up, one by one the formation prohibitions were inserted horizontally, consolidating the path that was opened up.

After more than a dozen waves of attack, thousands of formations were forbidden to be inserted, and a large road leading to the mouth of the ancient mountain tomb was finally opened.

The master of the Jiong Shen Clan, driving the ancient chariot, took the lead, charging at the forefront.

In today's Mingzhou, the Jiongyu Divine Clan is the indisputable master of the ups and downs, and no one dares to stand in front of them. It is undeniable that their merits in opening this big road are second to none, and most of the thousands of formation prohibitions come from them.

"The Gu clan of the Shan Lang Clan, why don't you see the sacrifice of the Great Lu Xuanhuang Bell?" an old man of the Jiong Yang Divine Clan turned his head to look at the Tuo Yang Gu Clan, "At this moment, if you don't show it off, it doesn't look like the demeanor of the others." ”

"Even if we love to show off, we are also showing off our own things, we are not like some forces that covet other people's holy weapons!" said an old man from the Gu clan.

"Why bother beating around the bush and directly saying that I will snatch other people's holy weapons from the Jiongyu Divine Clan! "When it came to snatching the holy weapon, the Jiong Xuan Divine Clan not only had no guilt, but also exuded a smug look.

The Puyang Gu clan masters on the side opened their mouths and didn't say a word.

In the cultivation world of the jungle, heroes are always judged by victory or defeat, and whoever has a hard fist is the king, and whoever represents morality.

"It seems that Da Lu Xuanhuang Zhong and the Red Blue Sky Lance flew into the lonely sandbar a few days ago, right? I guess I should have entered this ancient dead city early, why didn't I see a trace?" an old man from the Jiong Xuan God Clan continued.

The masters of the Gu clan and the Puyang Gu clan had ugly faces, and the big Lu Xuan Huang Zhong and the red blue skyscraper flew here, of course they knew it.

It was precisely because they lost their sense with these two holy weapons that they had no confidence, and let the Jiongyu Divine Clan make sarcastic remarks.

"Judging by your posture, are you planning to swallow the divine treasure in this ancient mountain tomb alone?" said a master of the Ancient Clan.

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators who entered the Ancient Dead City set their sights on the Jiongyu Divine Clan and opened up this passage, and everyone made great efforts.

"Before we entered the Ancient Dead City, we promised to share the Divine Treasure, and naturally nothing will change. Even if we are the primeval gods of a domain, we dare not do anything that is the enemy of the world. The Jiong Xuan Divine Clan immediately clarified and calmed the restless feelings, "There is no trace of the gods hidden yet, everyone must not be instigated by traitors and make trouble!"

Several waves of killing intent from the Jiong Yu Divine Clan forced over, and the master of the Gu Clan just now, the whole person trembled.

"Boom open the tomb door!" The masters of the Jiong Xuan God Clan roared in unison, and together with all the other cultivators, they attacked the tomb door.

After more than a dozen waves of war, the tomb gate is still the same, immovable, and has an unbreakable solid rock.

"It's time for you Jiongyu Divine Clan to sacrifice the holy weapon, don't tell us that you didn't bring any of them!" one of the elders of the Puyang Gu Clan shouted.

Today's Jiongyu Divine Clan, in addition to the Dragon Eagle Blood Mix and the Phoenix Pattern Purple Gold Halberd, also snatched the Nanli Hao Heavenly Mirror of the Taishu Gu Clan, the Ziwei Star Chart of the Beidou Purple Clan, and the Karma Lotus Hell Bowl of the Brahman.

Although one of the holy weapons is to be used as a prize for the Six Doors Disciple Recruitment Conference, it is also the pinnacle of the power with four holy weapons, and there is no one who can compare with it when you look at Kyushu.

Poof!

A beam of polar mirror light pierced out and hit the tomb door, and the tomb door shook for a while.

Extreme Dao mirror light, every pattern and every network is a match condensed by the rhyme of the Dao pattern, which is too domineering, and has the power of scorching the earth into ashes.

Nanli Haotian Mirror!

The battle potential energy of the holy weapon was dispersed, and many cultivators were paralyzed by the ground's legs.

Puff!puff!puff......

Nanli Haotian Mirror, the Extreme Mirror light shot out one by one, bombarded the tomb door, and finally blasted the tomb door out of the gap, opening bigger and bigger.

The incomparably vast breath comes out of the pavement, making people suddenly feel like they have traveled through time and space and returned to the past.

The ancient sacrificial song came, faint and rippling, and the sadness of the whole life made people think of it in an instant, and it brought down the tears of all the cultivators.

The people who came here, who have been fighting all their lives, have lived for hundreds and thousands of years, have had too many joys and sorrows, and look back for a moment, how can they not cry?

After a short period of stagnation, the pace resumed, and the cultivators poured into the ancient mountain tomb like a tide.

Inside the tomb of the ancient mountain, there is a dark and vast void, in addition to the vast breath and ancient sacrificial songs, there is also a killing machine faintly flashing, making people feel cold to the bone.

In a house in the Ancient Dead City, an unkempt young man, sitting on a chair converted into a sedan chair, saw that all the cultivators had entered the ancient mountain tomb, and said, "We, it's time to go in too!"

A young man with only two strips of cloth and a stripe of cloth stood beside him, and two other young men, handsome, carrying a palanquin one after the other.

It was Yan Guan Bukong and a few people who were pardoned.

"Why are we still here, weren't we strangled by the overwhelming battle just now?" Buxiao exclaimed.

Wu Heng's eyes widened, and he pinched himself hard, and he felt pain for a while, and found that it was not a dream.

A flash of surprise flashed in Meng Yu's eyes, but he quickly regained his calm, and his resistance was obviously much higher than that of Buxiao and Wuheng.

Yan Guanbu's empty mouth curled slightly, and said: "We have always been here, how can we be hanged, just let them go!"

Meng Yu and Wu Heng carried a sedan chair, waiting for Yan Guan Bukong like a pug, and along the road that was opened up, it didn't take long to walk to the tomb gate.

Yan Guan did not raise his hands empty-handed, pulled out all the formation prohibitions, and the path he opened up disappeared in an instant.

Bang Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the door of the tomb was tightly shut.

"Senior, what are your plans to invite you into the urn and attract so many powerful forces in the cultivation world?"

"This ancient mountain tomb is a relic of the mythological era, and the contents inside are of amazing use. It only opens once in 100,000 years! If there is no special chance, no one can forcibly break in unless there is a three-element of Yinyuan. Hehe, please enter the urn, it has its own deep meaning. The unkempt Yan Guan was not empty, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"It is said that the coffin of the great demon is also here. Senior, you wouldn't have the idea of fighting it, would you?" asked Wu Heng weakly.

"The Devil's Coffin...... Ah Che~" Speaking of the fierce demon coffin, Yan Guan Bukong shuddered, "Now this virtuous me, the idea of fighting it is purely to find death." The coffin of the fierce demon is tantamount to a living great demon Miteng!"

"Forbidden weapon, is it tantamount to a Yinyuan three-yuan person, it shouldn't be that powerful......" Meng Yu condensed.

"Could it be that you kid has seen a forbidden weapon?" Yan Guanbu's empty eyes lit up, staring at Meng Yu and asked.

"I've heard people describe an incident that happened a few years ago. The eyes of the 'sky' shot out, and used the holy weapon to destroy the Luo war knife and the holy weapon Sky Spear, and the body of the peerless god king Du Yitian, and sacrificed it into a forbidden weapon 'Human Soldier Yitian'...... "I was pardoned to tell the truth about the eyes of the "sky" in the big war, but it covered up that he had also participated in the war.

"The eyes of 'Heaven' are cast by hand, and there is no doubt that the human soldiers are also a forbidden weapon, but it has not been opened, and it is still a quasi-forbidden weapon-level holy weapon at best. Yan Guan did not empty the reason.

"Forbidden weapon, how to open the light?" Meng Yu hurriedly asked for advice.

"Yinyin Sanyuan Live Sacrifice!" Yan Guan Bukong is really not shocking and endless, Yinyin Sanyuan is such a supreme mythological figure, and he actually has to use them to live sacrifice to open the light.

"It's no wonder that through the ages, even after the peak of the mythological era, the number of forbidden weapons can still be counted with your fingers. The white flesh was naked, and he sighed.

"Yinyin Sanyuan is the invincible supreme of eternity, and there are also beings who can sacrifice them alive, it's incredible!" said Meng Yu in surprise.

Yan Guan Bukong shook his head and said, "It is a thousand times more difficult to sacrifice them alive than to kill them, and there will be no past, present and future." In addition to the fierce demon coffin and the three-yuan Yin holy coffin, all the forbidden weapons are made by the Yinyin three-yuan person with his own living sacrifice. ”