"It's time to be clean this time!"

Ding Ning beheaded all three generals, holding the three treasures tightly in his hand, staring at the coffin nervously, mumbling uncertainly.

He made up his mind. If Genghis Khan jumped out of the coffin and tried to revive him, he would immediately turn around and leave. Damn it, he didn't have the ability to instantly kill the three generals and kill Genghis Khan at the same time.

"Boom!"

There was no mummy or Genghis Khan popping out of the coffin as Ding Ning thought. Instead, after the ground trembled slightly, a wave of water rippled on the wall behind the coffin, and a translucent light door appeared.

Ding Ning frowned slightly, and unceremoniously put the boxes of gold, silver, jewelry and antiques into the storage ring, and walked towards the light door.

There may be many precious burial objects in the coffin, but Ding Ning has no interest in pulling things from a dead person.

Taking one step forward, Ding Ning felt a violent spatial fluctuation, and the whole person disappeared into the palace.

"roar!"

Chou Bao'er was leading the Earthly Dragons to faithfully execute Ding Ning's orders, guarding the outer mausoleum and prohibiting anyone from leaving. However, he suddenly noticed that his master's aura had disappeared. He couldn't help but let out a high-pitched roar and was surrounded by the Earthly Dragons.

Zhu Gu, who was surrounded, had a look of surprise on his face.

"Boom!"

The entire underground palace was shaking violently. Arrays on the ground shone one after another, emitting strong teleportation waves. Everyone with pale faces felt their eyes go dark. When they could see again, they had already appeared in the vast Gobi desert.

On the beach, even the earth dragons are no exception.

Zhu Gu was overjoyed to escape death and quietly fled away while everyone was in confusion.

When a man in black robes with a purple and gold mask on his face spotted him in the crowd, he was already chasing him and could only stamp his feet in hatred.

"Vulcan, why are you here too?"

Fengshen looked at the black-robed man in surprise and asked.

Vulcan snorted coldly, "Let me see how your treasure hunt goes."

Can he tell Fengshen that I have actually been hiding among you all this time, and that I was plotted against you by that little monster when my boat capsized in the gutter? If he hadn't had a stand-in puppet, he would have really been dead this time.

Fengshen lowered his head in shame: "This place is too dangerous and weird. We haven't gained anything."

"Humph, the main reason is that Ding Ning is too hateful. If we don't get rid of him as soon as possible, he will definitely be a serious problem for us."

The Rain God stood aside and put all the responsibility on Ding Ning.

"Huh? Yes, since the organization can't get him, let's kill him."

Vulcan was also simmering with anger and wanted to find someone to vent his anger. He ferociously searched for Ding Ning in the crowd, but no one was found.

"Where is the person? Why didn't he come out?"

Vulcan said with some surprise.

"Will he die inside?"

Fengshen also said in confusion.

"I don't think so. Maybe he got all the treasures and activated the formation to exclude us."

The Rain God hated Ding Ning to the core, and even now he still doesn't forget to bring hatred to Ding Ning.

"Then we can't let him go. Let's all split up and try to find a way to see if we can get in again."

The fire god's eyes were extremely gloomy. This time, the god-born organization mobilized its troops and was determined to get the treasure here. However, he did not expect that almost all of his men were killed or injured. Only the three of them and the four kings of Vajra were left alive. He was not willing to do so.

Just leave like this.

"Where's Ding Ning? Why didn't he come out? Could something happen?"

Many people from the Royal Alliance also died, including Ruer. Except for Feng Lingxiao and his daughter, there were only about twenty mercenaries who came out alive. Helena searched around but could not find Ding Ning.

He couldn't help but asked anxiously.

Feng Lingxiao shook her head, patted her shoulder and comforted her: "He must have obtained the final treasure to activate the formation."

"Don't lie to me. Even if he gets the treasure, he will come out. How could he not show up until now? He must be trapped inside. No, I have to find him."

Helena had tears rolling in her eyes, biting her lips and shaking her head and shouting. Regardless of Feng Lingxiao's dissuasion, she searched everywhere like a madman, trying to find the entrance to the tomb. Unfortunately, the legendary holy mountain

It has disappeared at this moment, leaving only a vast Gobi desert, leaving no trace of its existence.

Just as unwilling to search everywhere as Helena was, Chou Bao'er's army of earth-walking dragons burrowed underground and searched frantically in all directions, trying to find any trace of the tomb's existence. However, they still found nothing.

Pimul's face was pale and his eyes were blank. The boss he just worked for was gone without even paying his salary. What should he do next?

Tian Xuanzi sighed with a heavy heart, "Let's go. If he doesn't die, he will definitely go to the Warriors Conference. If he dies, there is no point in waiting here."

"No, no, boss, he is a good person, he will definitely be alive."

Pimul said sadly.

"Brother Pi, Brother Pudding and I are going to attend the martial arts conference, will you come with us? Maybe we will meet your boss at the martial arts conference?"

The young monk Wuxiang sent an invitation to Pimul. The boy known as Pudding looked at him coolly with a long knife on his back, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Both Wuxiang and Puding came out of the mountain for the first time. They were simple and unsophisticated. They really liked to listen to Pimul, who was not high in cultivation but was an old martial artist, and told anecdotes about the martial arts. In addition, the three of them broke into the palace together, which can be regarded as a deep friendship.

friendship.

Pimul hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed. Although he believed in his heart that it was unlikely that the boss would survive, he still held out hope. What's more, this warrior conference is of a global nature, and as long as he is a warrior, there is no chance of him surviving.

Not desired.

Jiang Wuhui and Lu Zhu are both at the pinnacle of the Earth Martial Arts. They came out to practice this time with the intention of advancing to the Tian Martial Arts and becoming famous in the martial arts conference.

Jiang Wuhui had vaguely caught an opportunity for a breakthrough. He really wanted to fight Pudding, so he also wanted to go with them. Pudding was noncommittal, and the young monk Wuxiang made the decision and agreed.

Yan Tong and Lu Zhu hated Wu Jiwu, and were extremely disgusted with Pimul. They did not want to go with them, so they left directly with cold expressions.

Although the master asked Jiang Wuhui to take more care of Lu Zhu, he couldn't blame him for her insistence on leaving. In addition, this trip to the mausoleum made him have some opinions about Lu Zhu and Yan Tong. They looked annoying and were even more annoyed after leaving.

Good, so as not to be an eyesore.

So, after bidding farewell to the frowning Tian Xuanzi, the two newbies and the two half-sounding veterans headed for the venue of the martial arts conference while wandering around the world.

What they didn't know was that after searching the tomb to no avail, Chou Bao'er also led his own tribe and followed Pimul. Perhaps because of his low IQ, he thought that following Pimul might be able to find him.

Master.

The Divine Organization left unwillingly after searching for two days without any results. Helena waited for another three days without giving up before leaving heartbroken, which made Feng Lingxiao feel sour in her heart.

Where did Ding Ning go?

Ding Ning actually wanted to know, but he really didn't know.

Stepping into the illusory portal, he came to an unknown mountain.

Towering green mountains stand here. Some peaks rise straight from the ground, pointing straight into the sky like sharp swords. They are so arrogant. Some mountains are majestic and undulating, like sleeping giant beasts exuding a wild atmosphere.

Lying thousands of miles across; some of the peaks are so beautiful that they look like half-covered passionate girls who are still shy about expressing their love for each other...

The silver waterfall hangs down in the mountain, with splashing water, rippling blue waves, and hazy white mist. It is filled with fairy tales, filled with light and rosy colors, just like a fairyland on earth.

The jagged rocks, verdant greens, myriads of purples and reds, and the strange mountains and scenery are all stunningly beautiful, challenging the limits of Ding Ning’s perception of beautiful scenery.

It was refreshing to be in it. Ding Ning took a deep breath, and every capillary pore in his body spread out in joy. The spiritual power in his body moved on its own, greedily absorbing the dense mist-like spiritual energy.

"What kind of place is this? One day of practice here is enough to be worth a year in the outside world."

With deep vigilance in his eyes, Ding Ning looked at the unknown ancient trees in the mountains filled with glow, and murmured softly to himself.

There is no doubt that this place is definitely a treasured place for cultivation, but what makes him deeply puzzled is that in such a place, there is no sign of any living creatures, no birds and beasts, no insects, mosquitoes, rats, ants, and even among the colorful mountains and plains there are

Not even a single butterfly or bee collects nectar for pollination.

This is so unreasonable. Except for the occasional breeze that rustles the leaves, there is no sign of any living beings. The silence is so heart-stopping.

Weird, so weird here!

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Ding Ning secretly raised his guard, holding Tian Mie in hand and preparing to attack, and walked cautiously towards the mountains. He wanted to find out what was here and find a way to get back as soon as possible.

The mountains were green, but much bigger than he imagined. Although there were endless beautiful views along the way, no matter how good the scenery was, there was always enough. When Ding Ning walked through mountains and rivers for a full day and night, he found that he

While still wandering among the green waters and green mountains, I felt inexplicably restless.

Just like when he followed Pimul in the underground palace that seemed to never end, an inexplicable fear and anxiety enveloped his entire mind.

Being in a state of full alert at all times is definitely not a good experience for anyone. The exhaustion from the bottom of his heart made him feel mentally and physically exhausted, and the traces of indescribable despair made his brain go into chaos.

"I can't get out, I can never get out!"

Ding Ning muttered in despair, moving forward numbly like a zombie...

Swish swish!

The gentle breeze caressed, and human faces with complete mouths and noses quietly emerged from the towering ancient trees, showing strange smiles. The leaves swayed in the wind and made a rustling sound, as if they were whispering in their way of communication.

Ding Ning didn't realize it and was still walking numbly. His eyes were empty and lifeless as if he had lost his soul.

When he crossed a gurgling stream, walked through a green meadow, and entered an ancient forest, he finally stopped.

He was too tired, so he put Tian Mie on the ground, sat cross-legged on the ground and entered a state of cultivation to recover his strength.

The human face on the ancient tree reappeared, and the leaves rustled softly, as if they were fiercely debating how to share this outsider.

Soon, the rustling of the leaves stopped. It seemed that the outcome of the negotiation had been reached. Some ancient trees were unwilling to accept it, but they had no choice but to shake the leaves as if to express their dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!