Although the giant burial ground is not as far away as the Zunzu Palace, its attraction is still great for many cultivators.

After discussing with each other for some purpose, the four forces of Demon Blood City announced that only the young generation powerhouses would enter it, which made the originally disappointed young generation powerhouses overjoyed, after all, if the older generation powerhouses were there, they would not have a chance at all.

Lin Zuntian was dressed in white, his expression was indifferent and arrogant, overlooking many cultivators, but from his expression, it seemed that these thousands of cultivators were not as good as the demon pets under his feet.

"Let's start," Lin Zuntian's indifferent voice came from above the demon pet's head.

"Yes," the two strong men tied, and their sturdy bodies bowed slightly.

"You all get out of the way, get out of the way, and remember to Lao Tzu, it's okay to follow behind, but whoever dares to go beyond it will be killed," the strong man turned around, his expression suddenly changed from a slave statue to a hideous one, staring at the Quartet cultivators and grinning.

"It's so majestic, Lao Tzu wants to see how you kill without mercy......"

Just when the emotions of many cultivators were surging, a loud voice came from a distance, the voice was not loud but extremely clear, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"Who the said that, to Lao Tzu...... Uh, yes, yes...... Why are you here," the strong man was about to scold, but the moment he turned his head to see who was coming, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and his strong body quickly shrank into a ball.

"How about you, kill me?" the man was still thousands of meters away when he said the first sentence, but by the time the strong man finished speaking, he had already come to the strong man.

"No, don't dare," the strong man broke out in cold sweat on his head, but he didn't even dare to wipe it, he was at a loss, and he could only look at Lin Zuntian on the head of the demon pet with a look for help.

"It turned out to be Brother Liu, what the next people said was that they were all ants below, why should Brother Liu's peerless posture be willing to fall," Lin Zuntian said unhurriedly.

"Really, forget it," the visitor smiled disdainfully and turned to leave.

"You are still so arrogant, they are not on the same level as us, they are lowly, why do you have to be so atmospheric for them, it's not worth it," Lin Zuntian smiled indifferently and glanced around with disdain.

The crowd was excited, and many people glared at him angrily, but no one who really dared to scold or shoot angrily did not.

The grandson of the big man of the Battle Spirit Palace, the genius of the younger generation, such a gimmick is as insurmountable as a mountain to them, and that sentence is not on one level is certainly infuriating, but from a certain point of view, they are powerless, and they have to admit it.

"You are a big man in the War Spirit Palace, Lao Tzu can't climb high," the visitor laughed.

"The two of you came early, it seems that you are much more anxious than us," the battle between the two was not over, and the third voice sounded faintly.

"The four major families of Demon Blood City, haven't you always been in the same spirit, why don't you come together," Lin Zuntian glanced at the three people who came over and said indifferently.

"It's about you birds," said another, vulgar but loud.

"Humph!"

In an instant, Lin Zuntian's face turned cold, turning iron-blue, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes, which was just a flash of excellent concealment.

The four major families of Demon Blood City have controlled Demon Blood City for countless years, and they have the same spirit, and the four surnames of Liu Song and Wang Hu have always been consistent with the outside world, although internal fighting also occurs occasionally, but if there are outsiders who want to get their hands on Demon Blood City, it is absolutely impossible.

The sect is not good, the royal city is not good, and even the War Spirit Hall has tried, but it still doesn't work!

The water in the demon blood city can't be splashed, it's as stable as Mount Tai, the demon clan can't enter, and the human race can't either.

Although the people of the four major families are not as good as the immortal forces, they are also not afraid, although they are in a weak position many times, they do not have too many scruples in verbal confrontations, especially since this Lin Zuntian is just the grandson of an elder, so why be afraid.

"Liu Zhan, Song Tian, Wang Dou, Hu Di, the four heroes of demon blood, very good, it really deserves to be the pride of the demon blood city, and it is worthy of the pride of the sky of our human race, I hope you will have good luck later," Lin Zuntian regained his indifference.

His figure fluttered down, and the demon pet under his feet quickly shrank, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a small miniature pet and disappeared into the void.

"It's so powerful, it's actually a Dao talisman left by the Dao Pattern Master," Ji Changkong's side exclaimed a strong man who saw this scene.

Ji Changkong was also exclaiming, it was really wealthy!

Dao pattern masters are an extremely rare type of people in this world, what they are best at is Dao patterns, they can show unimaginable power with Dao patterns, cultivators of the same level are generally not opponents, and they are extremely terrifying.

The sage observes the laws of heaven and earth and records them to form the Tao pattern, that is to say, the Tao pattern is the embodiment of the Tao of heaven and earth.

Unlike ordinary cultivators who directly devour the essence qi, the most terrifying place for the Dao pattern master is that he can use the Dao pattern to bind the essence and then release it, and the power of the same realm is much stronger.

It's just that Dao Pattern Masters are so rare, even less than an ordinary Son of Heaven, and the cost of asking Dao Pattern Masters to make a move is even greater, and Lin Zuntian directly uses a Dao Pattern Seal as a means of transportation, what a luxury this is.

It's no wonder that Ji Changkong felt that something was wrong with that monster before, it turned out that it was just the essence of Dao pattern restraint, although it was vivid, but there was no real life.

Of course, such a thing is actually not inferior to a demon pet, and the value of a certain Cheng dù even exceeds that of a demon pet, and I don't know how many people have red eyes and sigh for a while!

"Let's go," Lin Zuntian glanced around as he walked first, two strong men and servants in front, and he lined up in the back and began to enter the depths of the canyon where the burial ground was located.

"Let's go too," Hu Di, dressed as an adventurer, followed, followed by Song Tian and Wang Dou.

Liu Zhan was at the end, he glanced around, if he had a deep meaning, especially when he saw Ji Changkong, he actually stayed on him for a moment, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Ji Changkong actually felt that his gaze seemed to have a deep meaning.

Watching Liu Zhan's figure gradually disappear into the cracks, Ji Changkong's brows furrowed.

The son of the Liu family, the first person of the younger generation of the Liu family, the first person of the Demon Blood City, and the pinnacle of the young generation, this series of halos Ji Changkong naturally knows, after all, he is Liu Xingheng's clan.

It's just that he and he have never intersected, what does he mean by this, and this time such a coincidence that the burial place of the ancient giants appeared, and it was even more surprising that only the younger generation of strong people were allowed to enter, no matter how you look at it, it feels weird.

It stands to reason that if the four major families of Demon Blood City intervene, all the things in this giant's burial ground are theirs, and no one can intervene, after all, they have been running Demon Blood City for countless years, with deep roots and countless heritages, even the War Spirit Hall is estimated to be nothing more than them on this land.

A large number of young cultivators moved forward one after another, forming a long line, and the narrow canyon could only accommodate one person to move forward, even if they wanted to speed up, it was impossible.

Ji Changkong is not in a hurry, his cultivation is in many cultivators, although he is not at the bottom, he can only be regarded as middle and upper, and there are many people who are stronger than him, not to mention that Lin Zuntian is compared with the strong figures of those families.

Two or three thousand people, the speed is impossible to be fast, but because they are cultivators, the speed is much faster than expected.

Since noon, when it was close to sunset, it was finally Ji Changkong's turn, and at this time, there were only a few dozen people left outside.

Ji Changkong stepped out and was about to enter with the person in front of him, but at this moment, something happened abruptly!

"Boy, get out of the way, I'll come first," a joking voice sounded, and at the same time, a big hand was about to grab Ji Changkong's vest.

Brush!

Ji Changkong's body moved slightly, and there was no movement under his feet, but his body made several dodge movements in an instant to make that grab completely miss, and he didn't even touch a shadow.

"Yo, I still want to hide, hurry up and let our brothers go in first, otherwise, don't blame the brothers for being polite," the voice behind him smiled arrogantly, and then the three figures stepped forward in unison and forced Ji Changkong in the center.

Turning around slowly, Ji Changkong's face was sad or joyless, but the anger in his eyes was scorching.

Lin Tianzun is not an opponent for the time being, and these wastes dare to provoke, is he really a waste!

The tiger is not powerful, and he really thinks he is a sick cat!