Ying Shaolong and others did not chat anymore and continued to walk forward.

If you want to reach Zanghua Mountain from your feet, you will have a curved distance of nearly 200 kilometers.

The straight line distance is only about eighty kilometers, but it is a bit difficult to fly across the straight line distance.

Just because there is nothing to rest in the middle, focus on it.

Of course, it is easy for a strong man in the half-step realm of heaven and man.

Wen Jiuyang's strength lies in the Grandmaster, and the third and fourth uncles are half-step Grandmaster.

Ajuan is in the realm of half-step heaven and man, and in addition, the two strong men in the dark are also in the realm of half-step heaven and man.

For routine operations, Ajuan can carry one person over.

In addition, the two strong men in the dark can do it, but in order to cover up, they will not expose their trump card early.

Wen Jiuyang decided to take a detour and walk forward.

Two hundred kilometers, it only takes six hours for them.

Along the way, they found that many families, sects, and sects were all heading in one direction.

He was in a hurry, and his face was full of excitement and excitement.

Only a few were full of gloom and murderous aura.

Among them, the one that impressed Ying Shaolong the most was a sect wearing white uniforms. I heard that Jiuyang said it was one of the 20 sects.

This Wanmo Sect gives people a very upright and sunny style.

It's completely different from the sect's name.

They walked on the road in a clear contrast with other sects.

If it weren't for uniform clothes, those who didn't know would think they were here for a trip.

In addition to this unique temperament, he attracted Ying Shaolong, he also noticed that the ten people in the Wanmo Sect were all half-step realm of heaven and man, and the leader was the peak powerhouse of the realm of heaven and man!

Not weak in strength.

Six hours later, they arrived at the foot of Mount Zanghua.

As expected, just as I reached the edge of the spiritual vein, I saw a vast crowd of people in front of me.

There are also some experts floating above the head.

Thousands of eyes were staring at the dark holes in the distant ground.

In the black hole, an infinite force surged out around.

The energy is filled with a arrogant domineering and a monstrous resentment.

That's right, it's just resentment.

Ying Shaolong was twenty kilometers away from the cave entrance, and he could clearly feel the resentment below the cave entrance.

"Auntie, the location below that big hole should be the tomb of Senior Burn Gang."

Ying Shaolong said.

Wen Jiuyang nodded with a vigilant expression.

"It should be."

After saying that, she turned around and looked at Ajuan.

"There are more and more people now. You always protect the young master and must not leave him half a step!"

Ajuan nodded seriously, stepped forward, and directly pressed her body against Ying Shaolong's arm.

Ying Shaolong obviously felt that his arm was hit by a soft ball of soft objects, and he was close to him. He looked down at Ajuan's eyes looking around vigilantly.

Nothing was noticed at all.

This made him feel a little crying.

"Shaolong follows me."

Wen Jiuyang's condition is obviously much more serious than before.

The five people walked forward immediately, and all kinds of inquiries around them were naked and hit them.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"It's the Longdu Wen family, and they are here too."

"What's so strange about them coming? It would be strange if they didn't come. This ancient tomb of the Burning God is rare in a thousand years. It's the tomb of a powerful man in the realm of a half-step Tianshi!"

"His last appearance a few hundred years ago was at the level of the half-step Tianshi Master. If he fell a hundred years later, he might have reached the level of the Tianshi Master."

"This time almost all the powerful men of the Daxia Kingdom have been dispatched, and there will be a vast battle soon."

Ying Shaolong listened to their discussions, his mind did not fluctuate at all.

At present, he has not met anyone who threatens him.

In other words, there were nearly thousands of people present, and no one was his opponent.

The closer you get to the black hole, the stronger the powerful force becomes.

At the same time, the resentment was also very strong, so strong that Ying Shaolong felt a little uncomfortable.

It’s not physical discomfort, it’s spiritual, it seems that there is a layer of mental oppression.

"Auntie, do you feel a different energy?"

Ying Shaolong asked, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

Wen Jiuyang nodded, "I have noticed it for a long time and the pressure is very high. I am worthy of being a powerful man in the half-step Tianshi realm. He is so arrogant before he gets close."

The third uncle on the side echoed, "Indeed, your fourth uncle and I are pressing our bloodlines now, it's too fierce."

After the third uncle finished speaking, he swallowed his saliva.

His face was slightly pale.

Ying Shaolong quietly waved his palm, and the pressure around them immediately disappeared.

"Hey, the pressure will be gone again!"

Uncle San said in surprise.

"I guess the strong are protecting their children."

The fourth uncle said cautiously, with a little comfort on his face.

After hearing this, Ying Shaolong frowned even more. It seemed that his aunt and uncle didn't feel this powerful resentment.

That means he is the only one who notices it?

It shouldn't be, he doesn't know Fan Nong...

"Give me, give me, don't poke my head and squeeze it hard. Can you enter this half-step tomb of the Heavenly Master Realm like you?"

"Stand to the side if you don't want to die, don't block the path of our young master of Wuji Palace!"

At this time, a rude voice came not far away.

Everyone looked around and saw a dozen people wearing gray robes and dressed like ancient swordsmen swaying over.

The disciples in front were holding swords, while the person walking in the middle was holding a folding fan in his hand, swaying slowly in front of his chest.

He had a light expression on his face, and he was not impatient when walking, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were proud.

"It is the Wuji Palace, one of the sects of the Twenty Holy Sects of the Holy Clan."

Wen Jiuyang glanced at him and said.

"The Wuji Palace is different from other sects. Everyone in their sect is family-based and there are no outsiders."

Ying Shaolong closed his eyes and looked at his aunt, "What does it mean?"

Wen Jiuyang shrugged, and contempt appeared on his face.

"It is the entire palace, even the disciples who are guarding the gate, they are relatives of their palace master or people with blood relationships. They never accept any foreign bloodlines."

"The dozen people walking ahead to protect the young master are all the young master's brother and younger brother."

What!

Ying Shaolong was surprised, "Why do you look like a disciple?"

"This is the disgusting thing about Wuji Palace. The palace master Wuji is an old pervert. He has all the young girls occupied by him, and there are countless descendants. According to the original words of Wuji Palace, only people with the bloodline of the strong,

Only by standing among the ages and promoting their reputation in the Wuji Palace.”

"And this young master was born to the 328th concubines that the old man Wuji loved the most, and became the 33rd young master of Wuji Palace."

After hearing this, Ying Shaolong looked shocked.

Damn, this old guy deserves to be damn!

Not afraid of dying on women!

"There is such a young master in Wuji Palace?"

"No, there is only one. The thirty-two of the first ones have been demoted to ordinary disciples. The person you just thought of as a disciple should be the young master of Wuji Palace before."

After Wen Jiuyang finished speaking, Ying Shaolong's mouth twitched even more.
Chapter completed!