Wang Mo's figure was surrounded by the three candles, like a seal!

But at the moment when Wang Mo stepped into the mist in the stars, the water surface of the well in the palace suddenly rippled and trembled, as if it was disturbed by a force that did not belong to this realm, and in that trembling, Wang Mo's figure twisted and finally gradually dissipated.

"The tomb suddenly opened, disrupting the old man's plans... Pity... Pity... The man who was hidden in the black robe, looking at all this, muttered a calm hoarse old voice, and he raised his right hand, revealing his dry fingers, and the slender and slightly curved nails, which touched the surface of the water.

But at the moment when the fingers of the old man in the black robe were about to fall on the surface of the water, from within the water, there was suddenly a thick and dazzling red light, which suddenly exploded, and in a blink of an eye, it filled the water surface, and touched the fingers of the old man in the black robe.

There was no sound, but there was a circular ripple, which suddenly spread from the place where the red light touched the old man's fingers, turning into an impact that diffused and blew onto the old man's black robe, blowing his robe with a crackling sound.

"I can ignore you fishing for the moon in his well... But if you kill him, I think—" A calm voice came from the red light of the water, and after a pause, the words resumed.

"I'll shoot..."

The black-robed old man was silent for a while, spoke hoarsely, and said slowly: "You are not the old man's opponent. ”

"I can make your injuries worse. Chimang's voice was still calm.

The black-robed old man didn't speak, and after a long time, he seemed to sigh softly, and his hoarse words were pervasive.

"We have an agreement..."

"When you asked me to make a move, I already did. ”

"Don't you want your wife's body back... Don't forget, you're the Five Monarchs of the Demon Race."

Chimannei's voice fell silent, and after half a sound, its voice echoed through the hall with old age and exhaustion.

"I'm a father. ”

The hall was silent, except for the slight burning sound of the candle flame, which was slightly clear, like the sound of thinking.

"Only this once..."The black-robed old man slowly turned around and walked towards the depths of the main hall.

The red light in the well dissipated silently.

"This fairy friend, can you help?"

Outside the crack in the ancient cemetery, in the thick fog, Wang Mo's steps into the crack did not pause at all because of this sentence or this beautiful voice.

As if he had not heard this, his body turned into a dazzling rainbow and stepped directly into the distortion outside the crack.

Distorted by the mist, but also nothing, with Wang Mo's step, his whole person seemed to have left this realm, the breath all dissipated without a trace, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye in the stunned middle-aged scribe, entering the crack of the ancient cemetery.

Wang Mo is not a child, nor does he have so much curiosity, and he does not know what thoughts of helping others in the details, the middle-aged scribe who looks like a woman, can walk all the way here, in Wang Mo's opinion, it is extremely terrifying, such a character, he is unwilling to contact him inexplicably.

Even if the other party promised benefits and asked him to help, Wang Mo would leave without hesitation, now he was extremely clear, and there was a slight difference between him and before entering the fog of this ancient cemetery, but this small difference made him feel a crisis.

The more he thought about all his actions in the stars, the more Wang Mo felt as if it was not himself, but a force that had entered his body in the dark, silently controlling his thoughts in subtle ways...

In this way, when his heart was pounding, he became more cautious, ignoring the middle-aged scribe at all.

Seeing that the strange young man walked away at a faster speed the moment his words came out, the middle-aged scribe frowned, his position at the moment, although it was less than a hundred zhang away from the crack in the ancient cemetery, but with his own strong cultivation and magic weapon, he could only come here, and he couldn't do it forward.

Seeing that the surrounding fog was tumbling and surging, it seemed to be getting more and more irritable, and the middle-aged scribe sighed secretly.

"It seems that if you want to force your way into the tomb with your body, you still can't do it... That little guy doesn't have a tomb mark on his eyebrows... This person's identity is about to be revealed, except for the reckless man, the only one who can do this is the other demigod who made the senior sister perish..."

The middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed, and he raised his hands to pinch his fingers, and suddenly the nine bald statues outside his body immediately flashed with bursts of light, and with a wave of his jade hand, the light of these nine statues increased greatly, and the light was connected together, almost completely enveloping his body.

In a moment, in the mist, out of this light, the figure of a woman walked out, this woman was stunning, with long hair reaching to the buttocks, dressed in white, her body was slightly transparent, and you could clearly see that inside, there were nine rays of light flowing.

The moment the woman's figure appeared, the mist swept in and rushed into its body, and in an instant, a faint mark appeared in the center of the woman's eyebrows.

With a light sigh, the woman took a light step and stepped into the crack of the ancient cemetery a hundred feet away.

At the same time as his figure stepped in, the light in the mist dissipated slightly, and the middle-aged scribe's body withdrew from it, and went straight to the rear to leave, his face was slightly pale, and he retreated and said silently in his heart: "The only way to send the doppelganger into the ancient tomb... On the body of the little demigod, there are faint traces of the moon in the well, and the person who can perform this spell has no one else in the stars except him, perhaps, I and this little demigod still have the possibility of cooperating with each other...

The eldest sister and the eighth sister have been missing for many years, and the second sister has found someone to cooperate with, and even the fourth fox has snatched the reckless man at any cost... The fifth junior sister took away her body, and the empty demon lord naturally followed her all the way... If I don't find someone to work with for myself, I'm afraid I'll be isolated..."The middle-aged scribe muttered and gradually moved farther and farther away.

Just as he was about to leave the ancient tomb mist, the middle-aged scribe's eyes suddenly flashed, and his body suddenly stopped to the side, looking into the distance.

The fog rolled in the distance, and a low roar was faintly heard from within it, and a tyrannical aura spread violently, and the roaring sound contained a madness.

"Even if you don't ask for it, this demon will come on its own!!You bitch, shut up this demon!!!Shut up!!!!

A rippling laughter came from the roaring voice, and the laughter was full of temptation, like a magic sound.

"People don't say it, but the more manic you are, the more people like it... It's much happier to be with you than to be with that useless god..."

In an instant, you can see a huge figure, suddenly stepping out of the mist, this figure is too big, almost like a cultivating star, but its body is moving forward, constantly shrinking.

It's the Heavenly Devil!

At this moment, the Heavenly Demon's eyes were red, as if crazy, and his expression was hideous, but there was a domineering momentum, which burst out, and he continued to roar in his steps, about to pass in front of the Chinese scribe.

"Isn't this the third sister who has always been cold and arrogant, why, with the cultivation of the third sister, can't you enter the ancient tomb? The voice full of temptation, with a hint of flattery, slowly came from the heart of the Heavenly Demon's eyebrows.

The middle-aged scribe sneered, took a few steps back, and avoided the distance from the other direction, his voice floating.

"The nature of the fox is difficult to change, and you can smell the disgusting breath from afar. ”

"It's not as good as the third sister Qinggao who used to be Kunlun's Xuannu, I'm afraid it's still a virgin, you were given to Zhenjun by the queen mother for many years, and it became an excellent furnace, but unfortunately the old thing is not blessed, but I don't know that this is cheap... Who will take it in the future..."The seductive voice laughed coquettishly, as if it didn't care, and gradually disappeared with the figure of the Heavenly Demon.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed scribe, and he walked farther and farther away in a cold snort.

The crack in the ancient cemetery, the moment Wang Mo stepped in, he immediately felt a teleportation force, and before he could see everything here, he immediately shook his body, quickly retreated a few feet diagonally, and under the pinching of his hands, there were bursts of light outside his body, and a light and shadow that fused with himself faintly appeared.

This is his caution, after all, this is the ancient cemetery, and before him, there are still many people who have entered here, and they must be guarded against.

At the moment when the light and shadow of Wang Mo's whole body appeared, but when he heard a loud "boom", a powerful force suddenly fell on Wang Mo's body, and the light and shadow outside his body collided in an instant.

Fortunately, Wang Mo's cautious personality made him unfold the bright light control before the sneak attack, and at this moment, the light and shadow outside his body rose up in a daze, and the vigorous impact of the bombardment was refracted by this bright light control, and he suddenly counterattacked!

A muffled snort came, as if someone was hurriedly retreating.

All of this happened between lightning and flint, and almost as soon as Wang Mo stepped into this crack, someone sneaked in, but in the blink of an eye, he immediately retreated.

And at this moment, Wang Mo also saw the surroundings clearly, this place was a little different from what he had seen outside the crack before, although it was roughly similar, it was obviously not the same place.

Obviously, the moment they entered the rift, everyone was dispersed and teleported to different areas.

The sky was dark, and the earth was a thick mist, like the sea, unfathomable, slowly wriggling, sometimes opening black holes like the mouths of the forest, as if waiting to be swallowed.

In mid-air, there are endless gravel platforms floating everywhere, on these platforms, there are heads, at a glance, there are many gravel platforms, filling the sky, and there is no end in sight.

Directly in front of Wang Mo, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe hurriedly stepped back, his face was pale, and there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, looking at Wang Mo's gaze, revealing a look of horror.

He's the one who just sneaked up on him!

In this sky, there were dozens of immortals at this moment, and these people all looked shocked at the moment, and when Wang Mo's eyes swept away, they subconsciously retreated one by one.

There was a bloody aura all around, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he immediately judged that these people had joined forces more than once to kill those immortals who were still in a daze and fear when they were involved here.

Kill and grab the treasure!

Farther away, there were scattered immortals, looking at the platform everywhere, but this platform seemed to be surrounded by a strange power, allowing the supernatural power to pervade, but no one could break through and enter.

At a glance, there are hundreds of immortals here, but this place is too big, so it doesn't seem to be dense!

Wang Mo's personality is bound to be revenged, as soon as he came in, he was attacked by someone, how could he stop, and the ancient tomb here is already dangerous, everything depends on strength to speak, if he shows weakness, he will definitely be besieged by others.

Therefore, here, he must be ruthless, his eyes were filled with cold light, falling on the middle-aged man who retreated sharply, and his right foot stepped forward, as fast as lightning, like a meteor roaring.

This middle-aged immortal's cultivation is not too high, he has not yet reached the five tribulations of the immortals, it is just the power of the three tribulations, and he just used his magic power to sneak attack at the moment when Wang Mo entered here, but he had the mind of nine out of ten.

Under such a sneak attack, even if the cultivation is high enough for him, he will be injured, after all, anyone who is inhaled will have a short period of confusion and panic, and the opportunity at this moment is enough to be fatal or seriously injured.

Once injured, the surrounding immortals will definitely attack in groups, and these people who sneak up on each other have an agreement, and this agreement is still effective before encountering a strong enemy.

Of course, it is also possible that the Realm of Great Power was swept into the crack, but the Realm of Great Power is too rare after all, and if you give up this opportunity to sneak attack and seize the treasure for fear of encountering it, you are unwilling.

In addition, the coercion of the realm of great power is extremely strong, even the moment you enter this crack, it will be filled with a mighty atmosphere, so you are not afraid of making mistakes.