A yellow spring mist made this Heavenly Burial Mountain a place of death, and all the eyes around were fixed on it, but no one dared to act rashly.

The time changed, and it was already night, and the stars of Taiyin were shining brightly, shining down from the distant starry sky.

The Heavenly Burial Mountain changed suddenly, and the mist of the Yellow Spring continued to tremble, scattering and converging, mixed with the whistling yin wind, as if hundreds of millions of dead souls were crying, and in a trance, the devils were laughing strangely, and the sound was terrible, terrifying.

Above the nine heavens, the Taiyin light was condensed into a silver-white pillar of light, and the entire Heavenly Burial Mountain was like a peerless beast, opening its mouth and devouring the moonlight frantically, and the black and yellow Huangquan mist continued to collapse into countless whirlpools, devouring the moonlight sprinkled by the sky.

Spectacular, intense! The bright moon, the shadows, and the vast clouds form a picture of a murderous grave in the middle of the night.

Sonorous!

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and then the roaring footsteps, rumbling war drums, and fierce storms rushed into the sea of knowledge of countless monks around them, and the dark and deep picture was broken and sunk into the sand, and the soldiers shouted, like a behemoth battlefield rushing and killing formation.

Click, click, the sound of bursting beans continued to sound, and it became more and more infiltrating in the silent night, and a terrifying atmosphere enveloped the surrounding area of Tianfu Mountain for thousands of miles.

In the stunned, the mountain and stone shrouded in black fog suddenly changed dramatically, the earth cracked, the smoke and dust were vast, and a stone statue stepped neatly and walked out from the depths of the earth.

Stone people, stone soldiers, stone helmets, stone armor! Although it is a dead silence, it is like a rolling iron stream, coming from the unknown and going to the unknown.

Most of these stone figurines were torn and full of cracks, and there were many swords, spears and sword marks left on their armor, as if they had returned from a terrible battle.

Such a situation appeared in the dark night, and with the background of many black fogs, it was really a midnight fierce spirit, terrifying.

"What is this? How can there be such ferocious stone figurines!"

"This stone figurine is not life at all, but the aura on their bodies is too powerful, and almost every soldier has the power of the peak of the primordial fetus!"

"How many figurines are there? 50,000, 100,000?"

The whispers converged into a mixed wave, and a large number of monks had gathered around the Heavenly Burial Mountain at this time, and now these monks were shocked!

Whether it is a monk in the Yuan Fetus realm or a monk in the God Transformation realm, at this moment, the scalp is numb, and the ant-like stone figurines are constantly lining up in neat ranks from the depths of the ground, forming a battle formation and coming out, it is like an endless army of monks!

Wang Qian glanced at each other, and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

The broken stone figurines kept stepping out of the depths of the earth, passing through the vast black mist, and then the yin wind was even more terrifying, tearing the void, and the air was trembling, and this tremor formed a strange magic sound, which made people feel cold, as if hundreds of millions of dead souls were crying.

Whew!

Behind the endless stone figurines, there were many illusory shadows, and the black qi emanated from these illusory shadows.

Yin Soldier!

After the stone figurines, the Yin soldiers appeared!

Heavenly Burial Mountain is even more evil!

Wang Qian was really shocked in his heart, this kind of scene, this kind of pomp, he really couldn't imagine who left the relics.

This Demon Immortal Tomb has surpassed common sense, he has now seen the demeanor of immortals, whether it is Mu Rong Immortal, Tan Yuan Immortal, or Tianyuan Sect's Yuan Qi Immortal, they are also immortals, but in Wang Qian's eyes, this level of characters, no matter how much effort is spent, their graves after death will not have such an atmosphere.

"Brother Ape, are you sure this is the tomb of the demon fairy?

Wang Qian didn't believe in the statement of the Demon Immortal Tomb. 、

"Wang Gan, you don't know, this demon immortal tomb is an ancient demon immortal, the immortal of that era is much stronger than today's immortal, it is not a level of existence at all, you are indecent to compare the level of immortal of Mu Rong with the storage of this tomb. ”

Bi Fang has survived the longest, and in his inheritance memory, there are also a lot of things in the ancient era.

Xiao Jinpeng and Little Ape King nodded at the same time, they also knew very well how powerful the immortals in the ancient times were.

Airplanes!

Stone figurines, after the Yin soldiers, the entire Heavenly Burial Mountain is trembling, in the depths of the black and yellow mist, faintly flickering with five-colored treasure light, simple and vast, majestic and great qi, flashed away.

Ancient magic weapon!

This thought emerged in everyone's hearts, that kind of breath, that kind of light, it was definitely the light of a magic weapon that was extremely powerful, and this one flashed, arousing the greed in everyone's hearts, and a pair of blazing eyes stared at the Heavenly Burial Mountain, which was as black as a fierce beast hibernating.

It's boiling!

Heavenly Burial Mountain is not only a dangerous Jedi, but also a peerless treasure.

Every monk would not doubt this, they all knew that there must be a treasure in such a terrible tomb.

"Brother Wang, what should I do, this Heavenly Burial Mountain is definitely a place to hide treasures, should we give it a fight!"

The little ape king's eyes shot out a red light, and his pupil technique, fiery eyes and golden eyes were used by him to the extreme, and he couldn't wait to penetrate the vast yellow spring mist, the heavy mountains and rocks of the Heavenly Burial Mountain, and see the location of the treasure.

Xiao Jinpeng is also breathing heavily.

Before the three of them could make up their minds, a large group of monks had already erupted from the darkness.

Layers of light, colorful brilliance, like countless light bulbs in the dark night.

In the roar of excitement, in an instant, I don't know how many monks rushed madly towards the Heavenly Burial Mountain.

For the sake of treasure, nothing can be cared about.

Call!

The yin wind was miserable, the turquoise flames suddenly lit up the Heavenly Burial Mountain for thousands of miles, and at the same time that the Yin Wind and Ghost Fire appeared, the yellow spring mist that enveloped the Heavenly Burial Mountain began to shrink violently, as if it was in the Heavenly Burial Mountain, many blood basins swallowed up at the same time, and almost in the blink of an eye, the appearance of the Heavenly Burial Mountain was completely manifested, and all the black and yellow mist disappeared.

The monk who had already rushed to the edge of the Yellow Spring Mist, and was about to rush in regardless of Qiē, almost roared with joy.

No one thought that at this time, a terrible killing situation would dissipate on its own.

Rumble!

Countless lights shine, sharp soldiers, all kinds of swords and bells and other magic weapons, and at the same time burst out with the most powerful potential.

Before the Heavenly Burial Mountain entered, the monks who came had already begun to fight, and from time to time there were remnant broken arms flying into the air and falling heavily.

Crazy, the situation is getting more and more out of control.

"Which demon fairy's grave is this, it's too evil!"

Wang Gan and the others all saw the situation of these monks, and looking at those blood-red eyes, a terrible thought flashed in their hearts.

These people are enchanted.

For the sake of that flash of treasure, these monks were already crazy, and now they don't know what evil influence there is around the Heavenly Burial Mountain, these people are completely enchanted, and they attack and kill each other in a messy manner.

"Let's go in too~!!, be careful!"

Wang Gan and the others glanced at each other, their expressions were solemn, their figures flickered, and they had already come to the foot of the Heavenly Burial Mountain with a snap of their fingers.

Call!

Wang Gan felt a fog in his brain, a strong killing intent, endless blood-red light, filled his sea of knowledge, kill, kill, kill, as if it was a spell, the voice kept ringing in the depths of his heart, wanting to make him fall into a crazy killing.

With a cold snort, the Yuan Fetus bloomed with cyan light, and the rich killing intent dissipated a lot.

At the same time, Xiao Jinpeng and Little Ape King also flashed with fierce light, and a circle of light wheels faintly appeared behind their heads, constantly suppressing the ubiquitous killing intent.

Bi Fang had an immortal qi machine swirling around his body, and these killing intents had little effect on him.

After observing the Heavenly Burial Mountain again, Wang Qian found that this mountain range was very majestic, the terrain was strange, it seemed to be a giant dragon, meandering and creeping, and both ends of the head and tail were nailed by two giant peaks inserting the sky, a typical trapped dragon feng shui pattern.

Several people walked forward together, and a pitch-black hole appeared in front of them, dark and deep, and bursts of dangerous aura flowed, this hole was a passage that those stone warriors had just walked through, and I don't know where it leads.

Turning his head to look at it, there are many such pitch-black cave mouths in the entire Heavenly Burial Mountain Range, and there is a mysterious connection between them, which seems to be formed into a mysterious and terrifying pattern.

Keep going!

At this time, regret is useless, Wang Gan and the others are firm-minded, so they will naturally not back down.

Stepping into the dark entrance of the cave, the turquoise sparks in the void inside the cave were constantly burning, flickering and dark, making people feel as if they had come to the underworld.

Wang Qian found that the aura around this place was much more terrifying than the underworld of the underworld.

There was a clattering sound under his feet, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a step paved with endless bones, and the chill of Sen Sen kept emanating.

"White bones paving the ground, what a big stroke, which demon fairy is in this Heavenly Burial Mountain Tomb? I don't know if there is a legend left on the Tianyuan Continent!"

Xiao Jinpeng's golden eyes looked around in the dark stone cave.

"Hehe, who knows, but this demon fairy is definitely not a good person, and he left such an evil grave, I don't know what he wants to do!"

The little ape king grinned, revealing his white teeth, unspeakably cruel and terrifying.