Zi Chen didn't listen to their discussions, and he didn't know what the soul guards were all about.

Baal led the way, the tomb guard was still in front, Zichen and the viper walked side by side, and soon came to the council hall.

The so-called council hall is actually a large independent wooden house, which is very spacious. In the middle of the wooden house is a rectangular wooden table, five meters long, and dozens of wooden chairs are placed in two rows.

It's like a small village inhabited by mortals in the Tianwu Continent, all the buildings are wooden, not grand and solemn, but it's better to be natural. The wood itself exudes a light fragrance, which makes people feel clear and relaxed.

In the council room, there were eight elderly people discussing things. Among them, there were six old men, two old women, they had been standing and did not sit down, and several of them were a little excited.

Seeing the dragon tomb that appeared, the eight people who turned back were all stunned, and a look of astonishment appeared on their old faces.

"Patriarch, are you back?" an old woman looked at the Dragon Tomb in disbelief.

Dragon Tomb nodded and said, "Yes, Aunt Zhou, I'm back." ”

"It's the patriarch, it's really the patriarch who is back. The old man's voice was full of excitement, and the old people stepped forward tremblingly, overjoyed.

And the tomb keeper was also screaming from uncles and aunts, with a very sweet mouth and an innocent smile on his face.

The tomb guards are very young, but these people are very old, and it is said that the tomb guards are even called grandparents. But he was screaming at his uncle and aunt, which made Zi Chen feel a little weird.

However, it can be seen that these elderly people are very doting on the tomb guard.

The old man, who was called Wangbo by Shoumu, quickly discovered the abnormality of guarding the tomb, and said in surprise: "Patriarch, why did you fall into the realm?"

As he spoke, the old man's eyes shot out two dazzling rays of light, first passing the viper, and then landing on Zi Chen, and said unexpectedly: "You should have fallen because of this intruder, did you accept him as a soul guard?"

The old man's eyes vanished, and his expression became kind again. It seems that because of the reason for guarding the tomb, even the old man looked at Zichen like an elder looking at the younger generation.

And the other old people also looked Zichen up and down, with full kindness in their eyes.

At this moment, hearing the word soul guard, Zi Chen's brows couldn't help frowning.

"No, even if it's a soul guard, it shouldn't fall into the sevenfold realm, this should be one of the soul guards, right? The glint in Aunt Zhou's eyes dissipated.

"Little guy, what's your name?" Wang Bo asked as he looked at Zi Chen, very kind.

"Zi Chen. Zi Chen said slowly.

"Well, that's good. Wang Bo nodded with satisfaction: "As an intruder, you can become Xiaomu's soul guard, which can also be regarded as your creation." Your loyalty doesn't need to be tested, so take good care of it. ”

"Loyalty, Test, Protection?" Zi Chen frowned, and looked back at the tomb guard in surprise.

Looking at Zi Chen's inquiring gaze, the tomb guard smiled apologetically, and then turned his head and said, "You misunderstood, his name is Zi Chen, and he is my friend." It's not a soul guard. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old men who were still very kind and kind before, but their eyes burst out with sharp light. Originally, they all looked like they were about to die, but now, a powerful aura was surging around them, like a great beast that had awakened one by one.

An old man's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and he said unceremoniously: "Xiaomu, do you remember Zu Xun?"

The tomb guard smiled bitterly: "Uncle Liu, listen to my explanation." ”

The old man shook his head stubbornly and said indifferently: "There is no need to explain, the ancestral training is the ancestral training." The invaders came here, either to die or to be enslaved. He refined the Devouring Divine Seal, and it was just in time that we took the opportunity to enslave him. ”

That person also nodded and said, "Yes, now that we join forces, we can still enslave him." Intruders are not qualified to come to us, this is the ancestral teaching, and it is also the rule!"

Listening to the indignant voices of these old people, listening to the enslavement and killing one after another, Zi Chen did not have any excesses, just ...... Rolled his eyes.

That's right, just rolled my eyes.

Because of these old people, the aura surging around them is only eightfold. It's not the peak of the eightfold, nor the middle and late stages of the eightfold, but the first time to enter the eightfold, barely stabilizing the eightfold realm.

This kind of deposit, not to mention that there are only eight, even if there are eighteen or twenty-eight, Zichen will still roll his eyes.

Facing this Dawson's cold gaze, Zi Chen didn't feel any pressure at all, and he could even look around easily. That Wang Bo stared at Zi Chen with his eyes dead, and said indifferently: "Boy, at this moment of life and death, make your choice?"

Zi Chen glanced at the old man, and then looked at the tomb guard, who spread his hands and expressed his helplessness at the moment.

Zi Chen nodded, indicating his understanding, and then he also spread his hands and said to the old man, "It doesn't matter. ”

Wang Bo was angry, his eyebrows were raised, and the other seven were also angry, their eyes flashed, and one of the old men shouted: "Baal, take him!"

I thought that the other party was going to do it directly, but who knew that he would call someone first, which made Zi Chen look stunned.

And Baal stood outside, and when he heard the shouting, he rushed in.

The wooden house, which was not sturdy, began to shake under the violent breath of Baal.

"Death!" Baal shouted, slashing at Zichen with an axe.

The axe shines, and the wooden house trembles.

The old man before wanted to speak and stopped, his original intention was to let Baal restrain the other party, and he did not mean to kill. However, the realm of the two is comparable, and if the intruder can't even block a blow, then he is not worthy of being a soul guard, and he will die.

Thinking so in his heart, the old man did not speak.

Then the light of the axe fell, and the sneer of Baal reflected on the axe could be seen on the axe.

Zi Chen raised his palm, and with a gentle push, the golden light surged in his palm.

The big axe slashed and hit Zi Chen's palm. But it's like hitting a wall, a wall of contradictions that is very soft and solid. Ten percent of his strength was dissolved in an instant, and at the same time, there was a powerful anti-shock force that passed from the palm of the intruder in front of him to the big axe.

A stronger surge of energy, like a raging wave.

"Peng!"

There was a thud, and Baal flew upside down from the doorway.

The shaking wooden house ceased to tremble because of Baal's departure. But the power contained in Baal's powerful blow just now is not where to go.

Baal was defeated with one move, which made the old men very stunned, but then they nodded with relief. Baal's combat power is already considered to be the best in the same level among the tribes, and the invaders can easily defeat him, obviously with good potential, such a person is not bad for the patriarch to be a soul guard.

Baal flew upside down and tried to get back to his feet, but without success, he was startled and angry, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Viper, take him down. The old man, who had just now, shouted again.

The viper was stunned for a moment, then pointed to his wounds all over his body and said, "Elder, I am now covered with wounds, and it is not suitable to fight." ”

The old man glanced at the viper viciously, very dissatisfied. Obviously, avoiding war in this situation is equivalent to sweeping one's own face and morale.

Baal couldn't stand up, the vipers couldn't fight, and there were only eight elders and patriarchs left in the council chamber except for the invaders. At such a moment, of course, the patriarch could not be allowed to fight. So, the eight elders looked at each other and kept making eye contact.

There is no need to guess Zichen to know the meaning in their eyes, that is, who will fight first, obviously, it is difficult to decide quickly between coming and going.

Zi Chen, who was a little impatient to wait, stepped forward and said, "I'll say a few, time is limited, so let's come together." ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Look for death!"

All kinds of cheers sounded again, and then the strength of the eight people was furious, and the wooden house that had just been stabilized shook again. And this time, in the face of the impact of many forces, the wooden house has reached the brink of collapse.

The tomb guard was very helpless, and looked at the eight elders who were excited, and they could only use a piece of energy to protect the entire wooden house.

An old man rushed towards Zi Chen, with powerful energy all around him, but unfortunately this energy seemed to be very powerful, but it did not enter Zi Chen's eyes at all.

Zi Chen slowly pushed forward with one palm, just blocking the old man's attack.

The energy collided, and there was no shock wave, only a dull tremor.

"Peng!"

The old man, who stepped on the wooden chair over the long table, went backwards again, and sat down on the wooden chair. With the inertia of retreating, the wooden chair slid back several meters until it stopped at the wooden wall.

The old woman put her foot on the long table, and her figure rushed towards Zi Chen with her strength, and there was a long sword in her hand. On the body of the sword, there was a faint dragon might, which was obviously a weapon refined from dragon materials.

The cold light flashed, and the long sword pointed directly at the center of Zi Chen's eyebrows.

But when the tip of the sword was still a centimeter away from Zi Chen, it suddenly stopped. The body of the sword was caught by Zi Chen's two fingers, and no matter how the old woman exerted her strength, the tip of the sword could not advance a bit.

The old woman looked at Zichen in disbelief.

Zi Chen smiled faintly and exerted force with two fingers. In a flash of golden light, the old woman's figure was unstable and retreated, one foot on the long table, and her figure fell directly on a wooden chair, and then the wooden chair slid back, also to the wall.

"Whew!" "Whew!"

The three of them rushed towards Zi Chen again, Zi Chen's expression remained unchanged, and the golden light surging around him. He shot three times in an instant, and the three old men flew out upside down.

How did the three of them come here, and how did they go back? After landing on the wooden chair, he was carried to the wall by a force, side by side with the other two old men.

Eight people immediately lost five people, and the last three remained, including Wang Bo and that Aunt Zhou. Their angry faces were now full of shock.

"Come on, not the three of you. Zi Chen chuckled.

"Arrogance!"

"Death!"

The three of them shouted again and rushed towards Zi Chen.

As the golden light flashed around Zi Chen, the three of them retreated, and then sat on the chair and retreated.

It wasn't until the eight people were completely side by side that Zi Chen took a few steps forward, pressed one hand on the long table, looked at the shocked eight old men, and said, "Several seniors, is this result satisfactory?"