The face of the tomb gradually became complete, and an unknowable change was taking place in the whole place, and a large amount of flesh and blood on the ground could be seen growing, and in some places it was giving birth to irregular flesh buds, frantically absorbing the power that overflowed from the sky.

And the qi of life and death all passed into Wushuanghou's body, and his originally pale face was becoming ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and now Wushuanghou could already feel the temperature, as well as the faint smell of blood in the air.

This long-lost senses revived again, making his heart feel refreshed, which proved that his plan was correct, and he could successfully step into the immortal path with this method.

He would become a great man and open up a new path, where countless legends of him would remain.

The power that was originally stuck in the ninth layer of the god began to loosen, and slowly approached in the direction of the immortal path.

You can see that the vigorous heart, the flowing blood, and the whole power are transforming.

However, disasters followed, and a group of immortal cultivators had already stepped into the last area, where was a barrier of flesh and blood, and the main tomb was the best defense, and it could be seen that large and small blood-colored silk threads were not around, wrapping the entire tomb into a blood cocoon.

The group of immortal cultivators felt the source of the malice in front of them, as well as the degree of transformation of yin and yang, and finally determined that this was the place where Wushuang was sleeping.

Ziyang Zhenren took the lead in making a move, and he could see a purple long sword appearing in his hand, and the blade of the sword was burning with raging flames.

"Purple Sun Opens the Sky!"

Wandering atmosphere, this is the Ziyang Immortal Dao, the flames are burning the flesh and blood, and you can smell a scorched smell, but to everyone's surprise, Ziyang Zhenren did not break the blood cocoon here with this move, and the two showed a state of stalemate.

But Ziyang Zhenren did not panic, how to say that this is also the tomb built by the Great Zhou Dynasty, the power of the whole country, and it is a place where Wushuang is sleeping, if it can be broken with just one move Ziyang Open Sky, Ziyang Zhenren really suspects that this is a fake place.

He can't suffer alone, although he can break through the flesh and blood here, and after entering, he can only be reduced to a spectator.

consumed a lot of strength, and the gains outweighed the losses, so he said to everyone present:

"Don't look here, shoot together, break through the flesh and blood here, the last layer of the place, it is impossible to stop us. ”

There were powerhouses of the Digital God Realm present, some of whom joined in the middle of the way, with everyone working together, various rules evolved, and the flesh and blood were being consumed rapidly, and at most half an hour could open this last layer of defense.

But the two qi of life and death that entered around them made them feel faintly uneasy in their hearts.

Everyone is a god powerhouse, naturally knows the secret, so many life and death, I am afraid that Wushuang Hou wants to take this opportunity to rush to the immortal path in one fell swoop, and when they go in again, they will face an immortal.

This must not be allowed to happen!

At the same time, in another place, the old man unhurriedly entered a cave in the ground, where there were many secret hands left at the beginning, and the entire tomb was built by him, so he naturally knew everything about the situation inside.

And the entire tomb is now a kind of fish and dragon, and the Yuanying realm has even become a spectator, and many people are trapped in it and become a part of this tomb.

Cai Guolin led Chu Tian to retreat into the distance, the place where they were just now was already shrouded in the two qi of life and death, and a large area of spiritual energy was involved in it, Cai Guolin half-squinted, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

As for Chu Tian, he felt the changes here, relying on his realm, he could only see some fur, becoming an immortal was too far away, and it was impossible to get to that point without hundreds of thousands of years.

He was learning the transformation of the aura here, which involved those most fundamental secrets, even some fur, which also benefited him a lot, and he could see that Chu Tian's aura was also turning with it.

But what he did was extremely jerky, this was a rare opportunity, and as for how much he could comprehend, it depended on his own understanding.

Chu Tian has Cai Guolin by his side, and it is better to guide on the side, most of the loose cultivators, without the guidance of the strong, also began to learn the power of transformation in the sky, many people were directly assimilated by that force because they were involved, and those who did not measure their strength often did not end well.

The aura on Chu Tian's body was unstable for a while, and he was not studying the power of transformation in the sky, and he was quiet for a long time, and then he leisurely expressed the worry in his heart:

"Uncle Cai, can those immortal cultivators come out alive?"

Cai Guolin listened to Chu Tian's words, shook his head slightly, uncertain in his heart, and said helplessly:

"I don't know, the two places have been cut off, this person wants to be resurrected, but this time there is no thunderstorm, it may be this face, I can feel that it is full of malice, but I don't know, who is the malice against. ”

The strong people in the retreat have come out one after another, and they can't sit still, and the entire south is now reduced to a powerful arena, and the unequaled Hou as the protagonist has not yet appeared.

"Roar!"

A loud roar came from the tomb, and the face made of flesh and blood had been revived, the blood-red eyes filled the sky, and the magic eye in the middle emitted an ominous light.

The immortal cultivators nearby retreated in unison, and they faced the malice, which was not the ability of this world at all.

And the immortal cultivators in the tomb were attacked at the first time, and many of them were bleeding and suffering a lot of injuries.

Even the strongest Ziyang Zhenren in the crowd was pale, and the loud roar just now came from the main tomb.

Everyone saw that the flesh was gradually decreasing, revealing the inky black stone wall, and then a gap appeared in the middle of the two sides, and the door of the tomb would finally be opened.

The Wushuang Marquis, who was still in the coffin, had turned into a demon god, with black battle armor and ominous eyes on the armor, which was spinning around on him.

In the middle of his forehead, blood-red eyes looked straight at everyone.

As for the rear, this is an old man, dressed in a black robe, but his eyes are full of humility and madness.

It's like a servant, looking at the demon god-like Wushuang in front of him.

After 2,000 years, Wushuang is waiting to be resurrected again, but it is only his body that has been resurrected, and as for the soul, it has long been gone.

When Ziyang Zhenren saw Wushuang Hou, he had already noticed that he had evil thoughts on him, and he was disgusted with the whole heaven and earth, and his face couldn't help but be horrified:

"Extraterrestrial Demon God!"

Becoming a powerhouse in the realm of transforming gods, he has not lost his temper for a long time, but what he has suffered today has almost made his state of mind broken.