"If Daoyi and them are also here, it would be better for us to find them as soon as possible, this place is not like a good place, I am worried that there will be evil spirits coming out!" Huo Yunzi said with some worry.

Liu Muqing nodded, but now that he has injuries on his body, he is not suitable to continue commanding, so he handed over the power to Huo Yunzi and entered the retreat cave alone to heal, only hoping that during this healing time, there will be no major problems here.

The aura reserves in the spiritual mountain are still extremely strong, and Huo Yunzi is also very clear, and he will not rush into the hinterland here, he controls the spiritual mountain like a ghost and moves forward slowly, trying not to alarm the creatures in the mist, and even some pure Buddha light is converged, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

"There seems to be something wrong ahead, why does there seem to be a big stone tablet somewhere?" Huang Fuxue had been paying attention to the things around her, and after traveling thirty or forty miles, she suddenly found that there was a huge black shadow directly in front of them blocking their way, and it looked like a stone tablet on closer inspection.

"Woo woo woo...... Yangyang...... Sassy ......"

Strange voices gradually sounded from the air, as if someone was whispering in the wind, and as if they were reading some eulogy, there was a feeling of touching people's souls, and in an instant, a sad mood lingered in everyone's hearts.

"Ancient times...... Where the Immortals ...... The hometown is bleak...... What is the basis...... Where the battle is...... The Eternal Soul ......"

As I got closer to the stele, the sad voice became clearer, as if a gray-haired old man whispered in his ear, so real and so refreshing.

Suddenly, a pink light suddenly escaped from the spiritual mountain, and the next second it appeared in front of Huo Yunzi, this person was not someone else, but Ying Yue, who had been hiding in the depths of the harem and had never appeared.

She stared at the stone tablet in the distance in a daze, looking at the extremely simple words on the stone tablet, and the mournful sound in the wind, and unconsciously her eyes were full of tears.

Huoyunzi knew the identity of Lu Dao Invite Yue, and also knew that Lu Dao This person must be a person who survived from the ancient immortal era, his strength is so strong, his knowledge of the light of Lu Dao, and he may even know the upper realm powerhouses in his own sect, so he doesn't dare to slack off in his heart.

"Senior, what the hell is this ......" Huo Yunzi thought for a moment and then asked out loud.

Ying Yue's gaze did not shift, staring at the black stele in a daze, and it was not until a long time later that she calmed down and said: "This is the immortal tomb, many immortals of the Great Tribulation have been banished here, and finally fell here, so there will be so many unwilling sorrows, so many lonely souls wandering here, and there will be the existence of this stone stele!"

"Sorrowful Scream!Lonely Soul!Stone Tablet!Could it be that this stone tablet in front of him was erected by the immortals, then doesn't it mean that under this stone tablet is the eternal resting place of the immortals!" Huo Yunzi couldn't help but exclaim, even though he had excellent psychological quality, but he still couldn't help but exclaim when he suddenly faced this situation, just because it really gave him too much surprise and disbelief.

Huo Yunzi's voice was not concealed, naturally it was heard by many people, and in this case, there were countless strong people who paid attention to this place, and at this moment, it was as if a drop of water suddenly dripped into the oil pot, and the whole thing boiled.

"Immortals~"

"There really exist immortals in this world, if this is true, then doesn't it mean that we are waiting for the Great Dao to be hopeful!"

"Immortal graves, does it mean that even immortals can't live with Tianqi and live forever?

“......”

For a while, the entire Spirit Mountain was surprisingly quiet, but in the hearts of those high-level monks, there were monstrous waves, as if it was a big wave, which made people feel extremely shocked. The appearance of such news stabilized many people's Dao hearts, and also made many people's Dao hearts ripple again, some people touched the edge of breakthrough because of this, while others fell deeper and deeper into the fog.

"That'...... What do we do now?Where do we want to go?And is there any danger there?" Huo Yunzi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and said with a little stammer.

Liu Muqing slowly walked out of the cave of retreat, and the next moment he came to Huoyunzi and them, looking at the gray mist, he couldn't help but feel surprised. He was woken up by the invitation moon, but he didn't expect what happened to him to be so weird.

"Is it really an immortal tomb? There can't be a mistake, right?" Liu Muqing asked Invite Yue with a bitter smile as he touched his nose.

Ying Yue's face was serious, her expression was very solemn, she didn't have the same playful mentality as before, seeing this, Liu Muqing also had an answer in her heart, swallowed the second half of her sentence, and continued: "After all, this is our senior, and it is very likely that there are seniors waiting for me again, so it stands to reason that we should all go and worship it." ”

I only heard Invite Yue said: "This is not just a worship, let all the people above the Jindan period participate, if you are destined, you may even get some unexpected benefits, the inheritance of immortals is not so ordinary!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help but feel hot in their hearts, the inheritance of immortals, the legend can move mountains and seas, and the immortal inheritance, if they really get that kind of inheritance, then what a blessing and how lucky it should be for these people.

"I'll go gather people, you guys wait here!" Huo Yunzi's face was full of excitement, and he completely disappeared under his feet.

Liu Muqing could feel that this was an opportunity, an opportunity for the strength of the people on their Spirit Mountain to improve rapidly, and the inheritance of the immortals, just by saying it, it could make people feel abnormal heartbeat.

Thousands of monks gathered, these people cultivated the most inferior and also had the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, and the most powerful were the monks of the late Yuan Infant stage such as Liu Muqing. Dressed in white silk, according to the ancient etiquette that Ying Yue said, everyone slowly approached the huge stone tablet.

Huangfu Xue played a faint requiem, as if calling the immortals who died here. The sound of Huoyunzi beating the spirit drum is deafening every time, as if returning to the blood-boiling war scene.

"Where the immortals depend...... The road is bleak...... The soul does not exist......"

Liu Muqing stood at the front of the team, his steps were simple as if he was a sorcerer who summoned spirits, but with the appearance of every movement and the sound of every eulogy, people felt a kind of throbbing of the soul and a trembling of life.

"Xian Lux Jiang Meng, the soul returns"

Suddenly, Ying Yue stopped, pinched out an extremely complicated law decision with both hands, and a clear spiritual light suddenly emerged, as if a bright lamp suddenly appeared here, guiding the lost soul to return.

"Whew~"

A huge roar suddenly resounded in the sky, and the next moment the gray mist churned endlessly, and I saw some broken mirror images slowly appearing in this rolling gray mist, which was the remaining soul picture of Xianli Jiang Meng.

In the gray mist, a huge man, wearing this steel helmet and iron armor, black aura erupted, just like the vast ocean, every time the terrifying fist hit out, some demons were seriously injured, he was like a machine, constantly crushing, constantly killing, until he encountered a demon as powerful as him.

The strength of the two is equal, and the defense is strong, as if two wild bulls collided together, crazy rushing, crazy bombardment, and finally ended up losing both, at this moment, a black light flashed out in the void, and the terrifying suction absorbed it into it.

The mirror image continued to appear, making the monks below stunned, they knew the power of the Dao Immortals, but it was only in existence and fantasy, but they had never seen it so clearly as today, that powerful means, that tragic fight, that huge scene, people felt as if they were in it, they couldn't help but be a little bloody, and they couldn't help but be a little desolate.

"The soul returns~"

There was another soft shout, and the next moment the mirror image shattered, and I saw that the figure of Xianli Jiang Meng suddenly turned into a spiritual light, and appeared from the deep fog and fell into the body of a burly Jindan monk.

"Ah~"

The scream suddenly remembered that the Jindan monk was bleeding from the seven orifices that had been suppressed in an instant, but everyone knew that as long as he survived this hurdle, the changes to him in the future would be endless, and it could be said that he was a lucky person, a lucky person who made everyone envious.

Liu Muqing glanced back, and said to the people on the Spirit Mountain: "Take him into the mountain and take good care of him, if he can survive this catastrophe, his future will be limitless!"

Looking at the monk who left, the eyes of thousands of monks showed a deep look of envy, that is the inheritance of immortals, an opportunity for people to become immortals is just in front of them, as for whether they can get it depends on their own luck.

"Fellow Daoists, worship sincerely, these seniors have lost their lives for the blood they spilled for our juniors, shouldn't we still worship sincerely? Only those who sincerely worship can be recognized by them!" Liu Muqing twisted his head slightly and said loudly.

For a while, the entire worship procession became much more solemn, and a thick atmosphere of sorrow and self-blame began to converge in it, making people feel that unimaginable pain.

"Fairy Colorful Golden Phoenix Frost Moon, the Soul Returns~"

"The Nine Yin Immortals are long demons, and the soul returns~"

"Admiralty Buddha Mani, the soul returns~"

“......”

As she got closer and closer to the stone stele, there were more and more immortals who could call out their names, each of them came out of the gray mist, with a shattered mirror image, and then selected those lucky ones, and before you knew it, dozens of people had already been selected by the immortals.