Author: West Lake Longteng

"It's the Saint Son of Yaoguang!"

The voice transmission in his mind made Li Qingyue's heart jump slightly.

After pondering for a moment, she suddenly realized.

When they first met, Saint Tianxuan was beside Saint Tianquan, looking familiar with each other.

Judging from the tone of the Saint Son of Yaoguang, he seemed to be in the same group as Saint Tianxuan.

Moreover, it seems that both of them came for the Holy Son of Heaven.

Now I am close to the Holy Son of Heaven.

"Sister Yuping... did she deliberately approach the Holy Son of Tianquan?"

"The seven holy places in the East Wilderness, the three major families, and the ten major families in Beiyuan..."

Thinking of this, Li Qingyue suddenly felt that this world was not as simple as she knew.

Even the extremely kind Saint of Heavenly Quan is not as simple as it seems.

Even because the Holy Son of Tianquan was interested in him, she was inexplicably involved.

At least the Holy Son of Yaoguang wanted to get some things about the Holy Son of Heaven through her.

"It's still not strong enough!"

Li Qingyue lowered her head. If she had enough strength, she didn't have to think too much about it.

But at this moment, the voice of Saint Tianxuan sounded in her mind again.

"Don't listen to the Son of Yaoguang, you shouldn't be involved in these things."

Li Qingyue looked at Saint Tianxuan when she heard this, her eyes were full of doubts.

These two men almost walked around her in a few words.

She only has silence.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the void shook slightly.

The six people's figures fell rapidly, and in an instant they fell into a Gobi Desert.

It is endless around the world, thousands of miles away from the ground, and occasionally sand and dust are rolling up and raging.

The blood-red sand and stones seemed to be infected by blood.

It was as silent as a ghost.

The ancient Taichu mine in the distance still reveals a small mountain range, less than 500 miles apart.

Like a giant beast staring at it, silently examining the sentient beings in heaven and earth.

In front of the six people, on the endless Gobi Desert, a ridge that was only ten feet high above the ground, like a dragon's back stretching for hundreds of miles.

It was like a giant dragon lying across, buried in blood-red sand and gravel.

Around the ridge, there were no less than thousands of people.

Among them are other holy sons and saints whom I saw three days ago, including people from the Ten Great Family of Beiyuan.

It is spread within three to four hundred miles.

From time to time, people are still exploring deep into the ridge, as if looking for something.

But most people are waiting and silently watching everything.

"Is this the ancient tomb that is suspected to be Duan De's previous life?"

Seeing this scene, Li Qingyue subconsciously looked at it.

It's ordinary.

Compared with the ancient Taichu mine, this ridge, which is three or four hundred miles long, is like a bug lying on the ground.

There is no wind or water, no vitality, and it is not like a Feng Shui treasure land.

Of course, she didn't understand these at all.

Unless the Aoyuan Tianshi or someone who understands the Feng Shui of Heaven and Earth appears, you may be able to see the clues.

"It seems that no one dares to explore this ancient tomb in depth!"

Looking at the crowd standing around, Tianquan Saint Son slowly spoke: "This ancient tomb has been discovered for a year. At the beginning, someone else took action and wanted to dig it."

"But every time someone takes action, weirdness happens."

"Either the person who takes action dies of old age at a speed visible to the naked eye, or a strange wind blows by, or a strange rain falls, and all the touches are dead."

"Even a half-step powerhouse is not spared."

Listening to the words of the Holy Son of Tianquan, everyone was shocked.

A half-step powerful man is a strong man on the first level of the immortal platform. In the holy land and the big family, he is a person of the Supreme Elder level.

But facing this ridge, I even have to be bleeding.

"Are you just waiting here?"

Yan Wushuang frowned slightly. The ancient tomb was discovered for a year, and it is said that it was a long time ago and hidden secrets.

He didn't believe that there was no powerful man here to check it out.

But a year has passed, and no one dares to enter.

"No! Every day at noon and midnight, this area always has special features. Many people took the opportunity to enter, but no one has come out so far."

"Life and death are uncertain!"

"I heard that half a year ago, a powerful man who came here never appeared again after entering."

"But even so, there are still people taking the opportunity to enter."

"Maybe we can take this opportunity to enter the ancient tomb."

The Holy Son of Tianquan spoke, his tone was still gentle.

But his eyes were full of caution. If he looked at Yang Wuzheng intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Wushuang.

He heard that the holy body is invincible.

The Tao body also has various indescribable powers.

The big reason why they were with everyone was not only Li Qingyue, but also Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng.

Saint Tianxuan, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly and said, "Maybe you can wait a few more days and enter rashly, there may be an unexpected accident."

As she said that, she looked at Li Qingyue beside her.

They all have cultivation levels, and they are almost all in the Tao Palace realm. They only have one step away from entering the four poles and can still protect themselves.

But if Li Qingyue, a mortal, enters, it will be difficult for him to survive even if he has them to protect him.

suddenly.

A roar came from a distance.

It was a man who clasped his hand and condensed into a giant axe the size of a mountain. He suddenly slashed down at the low ridge.

"Click..."

A huge crack was directly cleaved from the small ridge.

It can be seen that the divine beauty inside the ridge moves the sky.

But before everyone could be happy, a wisp of smoke floated up from the crack.

The next moment, the man who split the ridge, his body melted directly under everyone's gaze.

Before the scream was heard, it disappeared.

What's even more strange is that the crack that was split began to shrink little by little, as if flesh and blood were healing.

"hiss……"

Everyone who saw this scene sucked in the air.

The person who took action should be the elder of a certain family who had just arrived here, at least the cultivation level of the Dragon Realm.

But in front of this ridge, he died without any resistance.

"Immortal!"

Someone exclaimed, pointed to the healing crack, and said in shock: "There is actually an immortal in that crack!"

"No! It's not an immortal, I saw a sea of ​​blood!"

"I saw the divine source, a small hill-like divine source, blooming with colorful divine light!"

"No! That's the Demon Mountain!"
To be continued...