"Muling Monument, it's open!"

Countless voices of surprise came out, and the eyes of many gods converged on the Mu Ling Monument from Fang Ye and Soul Hook Jade, and their eyes all revealed a blazing luster, and their breathing faintly became much heavier.

"People from the Heavenly Sword Gate, go!" The leader of the Heavenly Sword Gate was a thin young man with an imposing momentum, and with a wave of his big hand, a flying sword appeared under his feet, and he immediately disappeared into the portal of the Mu Ling Monument.

Behind him, the many gods of the Heavenly Sword Gate, the sword light under their feet flashed, turned into a wild current, followed the footsteps of this person, and disappeared into the Mu Ling Monument.

"These guys from the Heavenly Sword Gate are in a hurry, the people of the Lan family, let's not be stunned, let's go, otherwise all good things will be snatched away by these guys." An old man of the Lan family smiled, and with the many gods of the Lan family, he entered the Mu Ling Monument.

"Although it is dangerous to enter the inside first, the person who enters first can indeed seize the opportunity, and we can't be left behind!" The leader of the Qingling Taoist Sect was a middle-aged Confucian scholar, who smiled at the people of the Qingling Taoist Sect and rushed towards the Mu Ling Monument.

The people of the Qingling Taoist sect followed closely and rushed towards the Mu Ling Monument.

Suddenly, a figure fell from among the many gods of the Qingling Dao Sect, and it was actually Fang Ye's old acquaintance, Yun Moyang.

Yun Moyang arched his hand at Fang Ye and reminded, "Fang Daoyou, we meet again." There are indeed a lot of treasures in the Mu Ling Monument, but there are also many dangers in it, so Fang Daoyou still has to be careful. If Yun wants to be with the sect, he will take the first step. ”

Fang Ye nodded, and Yun Moyang's figure followed closely behind the many gods of the Qingling Dao Sect, and submerged into the Mu Ling Monument.

In the scattered cultivation, the three Shinto masters, the old man of the fairy wind and the bones of the fairy wind, the woman with green silk like a waterfall, and the burly man like a mountain, all followed closely behind the three major forces. Disappeared like wind and lightning in the Muling Monument.

Soul Hook Jade's face was cloudy, he glanced at Fang Ye resentfully, shook off his sleeves vigorously, and snorted angrily: "Boy, spare your life for the time being, I remember your breath." This mausoleum is the place where you bury your bones!"

Gu Yunqing is dead, even if he avenges Gu Yunqing, it will not help, and if the delay is too long, the treasures are grabbed by others, then it will not be cost-effective for the soul hooking jade.

Soul Hook Jade decided to ignore Fang Ye for now, and it was not too late to wait until he found an opportunity to kill Fang Ye in the Mu Ling Monument.

"Yes, it's not certain who lives and who dies!" A sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Ye's mouth, he really didn't pay attention to the threat of the Soul Hook Jade.

If the two of them really fight hard. Fang Ye is not without the slightest chance of winning!

Soul Hook Jade snorted coldly, ignored Fang Ye no longer, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the Mu Ling Monument.

For Gu Yunqing's corpse, Soul Hook Jade didn't even look at it.

Avenging his apprentice is just for his own dignity for Soul Hook Jade, anyway, Gu Yunqing is dead, and Soul Hook Jade doesn't care about his corpse.

There are also several Shinto masters in casual practice. They also quickly entered the Muling Monument.

After the three major forces and many Shinto masters all entered, the remaining gods finally couldn't hold back. One figure after another swept out, and the army of black-pressed gods rushed towards the Mu Ling Monument.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, several screams sounded in front of the Mu Ling Monument, and several pieces of red blood were sprinkled in front of the Mu Ling Monument, and the smell of blood was tangy.

Fang Ye's eyes shrank slightly, just now there were a few half-step gods who wanted to fish in troubled waters. All of them were strangled on the spot by the prohibition on the Mu Ling Monument!

Such a powerful prohibition made the fire in the eyes of many gods become more sober, and they were secretly vigilant in their hearts.

The Mu Ling Monument requires the gods to be able to enter, which is not set by any big force, but the conditions that come with the prohibition of the Mu Ling Monument.

The ban on the Muling Monument is not a joke. If you can't cultivate to the realm of gods, you can't get through the prohibition of the mausoleum at all!

Seeing that many gods were pouring towards the Mu Ling Monument, Fang Ye did not stay any longer, his body turned into a streamer of light, and rushed towards the Mu Ling Monument.

This time, none of the three major families in Cangyun City dispatched Divine Dao Masters, each of them only dispatched a few gods, Fang Ye didn't want to be with them, he still felt that it was more free to act alone, but he didn't go with them.

Even if he is a powerhouse in the realm of Shinto masters, he is not absolutely safe in the Mu Ling Monument, and it is very likely to fall.

The ancestors of the three major families in Cangyun City were all too old, and their ambitions had long been worn out, so they didn't dare to set foot in the Mu Tomb Monument again.

As soon as he got close to the Mu Ling Monument, Fang Ye sensed that there was a vast tearing qi coming out of this portal on the Mu Ling Monument, as if countless small worlds were acting on him at the same time, and they were isolated by Fang Ye.

This tearing force should be the kind of power that just strangled the half-step gods, and only the gods can resist it.

Fang Ye stood in the portal, surrounded by seemingly endless turbulence of time and space, not knowing where it leads, not knowing where to go, eternity and instant are intertwined, giving people a sense of time and space disorder.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Ye faintly saw a little light in front of him, and his figure was uncontrollably abandoned in the direction where the light came from.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, Fang Ye rushed out of that space-time turbulence, landed firmly on the ground, looked around, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The place where Fang Ye stood was a small mountain.

Dozens of feet away from him, there was only a handsome young man, a slightly chubby old man, and two good-looking women, and the other gods didn't know where they had gone.

Fang Zhi's heart moved slightly, these people seemed to be the ones who entered the Muling Monument before and after him, but they were all distributed not far away.

Fang Ye sensed it slightly, and clearly sensed that the handsome young man was in the middle stage of the gods, the old man's cultivation was in the late stage of the gods, and one of the two women was in the middle stage of the gods, and the woman in purple was in the early stage of the gods.

Surrounded by a vast mountain forest, shrouded in a thick layer of fog, filled with an aura of ancient vicissitudes, the divine sense could not release too far, unable to see the situation in the distance.

Moreover, in this world, there is also a strong forbidden space!

If you want to fly in mid-air, it's not impossible, but the consumption of divine power is extremely high!

"The teleportation in the Muling Monument is an immediate teleportation, and it is also a fate that we can be separated. This fellow Daoist, I don't know what to call it?" The slightly chubby old man greeted Fang Ye from afar, with a happy smile on his face.

Just now, this old man had seen the scene of Fang Ye killing Gu Yunqing with one sword, and he had also seen Fang Ye resist the Soul Hook Jade's blow without being injured, he attached great importance to Fang Ye's combat power, and his words were very polite.

Fang Ye's heart moved slightly, this person seemed to have some understanding of the situation in the Mu Ling Monument.

Fang Ye also wanted to get something from his mouth, and when he responded with a smile, "I'm Fang Ye, dare to ask Daoyou what to call him?"

"I am Cheng Xiaofeng, I have seen the combat power of my fellow Daoist with my own eyes, and I admire it very much in my heart. There are many crises in this Mu Ling Monument, even if it is the first level, it is not easy to break through, maybe a few of us will have to rely on Fang Daoyou a lot. The old man bowed deeply to Fang Ye, and his words were sincere.

"Oh, the first level?" Fang Ye's expression moved slightly, he really didn't know much about it. (To be continued......)

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