After passing through this large muddy swamp lake, what we saw in front of us was an extremely shocking scene.

The extremely dark black energy is constantly twisting and turning. This jet-black black energy is the tide of resentment formed by the resentment accumulated for countless years after the large spiritual vein in the Wankuang Mountains was destroyed.

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All things in the world have their own spirituality, and so do the large spiritual veins that nourish countless lives.

This large spiritual vein was divided into countless bureaus by artificial means. With the Feng Shui bureau and the earth-shattering formation as the central axis, all the spiritual energy was gathered in the tomb.

The resentment between heaven and earth also condensed, formed, and spread.

Countless resentments overflowed from it, surging endlessly, shocking, and even the spirit of resentment that had turned into resentment could be vaguely seen.

There is more than one such spirit of resentment. Looking at it, there are hundreds of them, varying in size, but even the smallest and weakest one has a cultivation level comparable to that of a human monk in the Foundation Establishment period.

The largest one has reached a level of cultivation that is comparable to the Great Perfection state in the later stages of the elixir formation period.

I don't know how long these resentful spirits have existed, but they are already on the verge of progress and may go further.

If we come back more than a thousand years later, it is very likely that one of these hundreds of resentful spirits will devour all of its kind and advance to a state comparable to the Nascent Soul stage.

Faced with this, there was not even a single sound from the dozens of people from the hundreds of ethnic groups who had no idea what their specific abilities were or the depth of their resentment. The scene was extremely quiet.

Except for Yang Daomu, the expressions on the faces of dozens of other people suddenly changed when they saw these hundreds of resentful spirits, and they looked like they were hesitant to speak.

Wu Tao just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xueshuangjiao.

Her head shook slowly, which obviously meant that Wu Tao should stop talking nonsense.

It’s better to let others do such a thankless task like shooting first.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Luo Yazi looked around with some disdain, curled his lips, and then said to Yang Daomu: "Old man Yang, tell me, what is going on? Isn't this thing from the beginning?

Are you the leader?"

After a pause, Luo Yazi spoke again: "Don't tell us, you don't know anything, everyone is not a fool..."

After looking at the people around him, Yang Daomu groaned, and said with a kind smile: "I came to this tomb of the Supreme Blood King three thousand years ago, looking for a heaven-level top-grade spiritual material.

What I discovered here by accident..."

"During this process, I also discovered these resentful spirits."

Yang Daomu discovered that after he said these words, the auras of everyone around him were faintly connected.

Although he had arranged this matter from beginning to end, by now, it was no longer up to him.

Everyone was summoned by him and will enter the tomb of the Supreme Blood King. Their hopes are placed on him and they are willing to obey his orders for the time being.

However, if he said that this was a scam or a trap at this time, dozens of existences comparable to those in the Danjie stage would be disappointed, desperate, and furious, and would join forces to tear him into pieces on the spot, and then live again.

swallowed.

But Yang Dao Musi

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Not caring about this, he waved his hands to everyone, telling them to calm down.

Then, he continued slowly: "These resentful spirits have the ability to devour people's lifespans. They are very difficult and strange. I tried to break in but failed. Instead, I lost a thousand years of life."

"Isn't the reason why I take the initiative to tell you this great opportunity because I need your help?"

"If I can enter this tomb of the Supreme Blood King by myself, do I still need you?"

"Think about it from my perspective. If you had the ability to monopolize this opportunity, would you tell me..."

Yang Daomu's words made everyone understand immediately. No wonder this old immortal would be so kind and summon everyone here.

The euphemistic name is to hunt for treasures and dig graves, but in fact it is just for his own charge and to serve as cannon fodder.

It turned out that the idea was to target us, and it sounded nice.

However, entering the tomb of the Supreme Blood King and looking for opportunities was their common goal. Before seeing the tomb, they couldn't do it no matter how hard they tried.

A few thoughts went through his mind, and after everyone looked at each other in tacit understanding, they all nodded.

Yang Daomu saw everyone nodded, touched his beard, and introduced the origin and methods of the resentful spirit in detail.

After Yang Daomu finished speaking, among the crowd of hundreds of tribes, a being suddenly spoke up and said: "Yin Tuili God, Yin Fire Resentment, black energy lingering on the body, sinking in the body, lifespan is sucked, black energy is fierce, smiling face corpse,

Your spirit and soul will be destroyed, so don’t wait any longer.”

This man's name is Shu Shukong. Although he is only close to the realm of the early stage of pill formation, he was born in a family that specializes in tomb robbers. He has a pair of rat eyes to detect dangers, detect dangers, and find treasures. He is very extraordinary.

Faced with his sudden opening, neither Yang Daomu nor the other members of the Bai tribe had any major objections.

Yang Daomu was not angry when he heard that Shu Shukong was empty. He just smiled and said, "Brother Shu, do you also want to say a few words? Come on then."

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After coughing slightly, Yang Daomu said: "Ahem, since Mr. Yang is so generous, I will add a few more words."

"The reason why the spirit of resentment formed here is that in addition to the earth-shattering method used by the Blood King in the highest period to interrupt the large spiritual veins and break them into pieces, there is another main reason..."

"Look, this is surrounded by mountains of thousands of feet. Under the cover of the mountains, the power of darkness is constantly growing below. At the same time, the resentment in the earth is combined with it!"

"If the resentment in the earth cannot be eliminated or eliminated, otherwise the spirit of resentment will not die and we will not even be able to see the shadow of the tomb, so we will have to flee in despair."

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"good!"

"As expected of a master who was born into a family of tomb robbers. This explanation really made me enlightened. In this case, let's first find a way to eliminate the resentment in the earth."

After Yang Daomu heard this, he said happily.

The other hundreds of people from the surrounding tribes also looked happy when they heard this, and they all stood there and thought about countermeasures, how to eliminate the resentment in the earth.

But what none of them would have thought about, nor dared to think about, was why this supreme Blood King would spend so much effort to interrupt a large spiritual vein.

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He did not hesitate to carry huge karma to build such a magnificent tomb for himself.

Sometimes, the purpose of building a cemetery is not to make yourself comfortable after death, but to practice cultivation.

From death to life, from life to death, this is a very terrifying way of cultivation, but it is also a method that can help people break through bottlenecks.

It is very possible that this supreme blood king is not dead, but is just using this place to practice.

If this is really the case, the behavior of Yang Daomu, Wu Tao and others is to pull out the teeth from the tiger's mouth and attach the scales to the real dragon. They thought they had lived too long and took the initiative to die.

For the owner of the tomb, a vicious dog that digs a hole in front of his house, urinates, and poops, and even barks at him, wakes him up from his deep sleep...

After waking up, if the owner of the tomb didn't roll up his sleeves and peel off the skins of these vicious dogs, then what the hell would it be?

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Yang Daomu, Xin Yihong, who is proficient in formations, and others each took out some treasures from their own storage bags to use as materials for the formation.

The runes all over the sky trembled suddenly, and then they all disappeared into this place, with many formation flags on the ground.

In a short time, a large self-exploding flame formation was deployed throughout the land of resentful spirits.

Just after Yang Daomu, Wu Tao and their group were almost ten miles away from the formation, at this time, dazzling lights began to flash around the formation!

In an instant, the entire land of resentful spirits shone with an extremely dazzling light. After the violent explosion, an extremely powerful current of hot air swept across in all directions. Even the surrounding swamps and rocks were affected by this wave.

No one around was spared from the impact of the explosion.

For a long time, the dark, resentful aura that was originally smelly, disgusting, dirty, and unpleasant suddenly lit up.

The resentment nourished in the earth was swept away in this instant.

"Everyone, we can start."

Yang Daomu looked back at everyone and said this.

"kill!!!"

Wu Tao, Xue Shuangjiao and the other dozens of tribesmen looked at each other and nodded immediately. The light of supernatural powers and the light of magic weapons flashed alternately on their bodies.

Together, everyone went to kill the hundreds of resentful spirits who had lost their source of resentment and were like rootless trees.

The resentful spirits, exuding an extremely ominous aura, followed their instincts and killed the dozens of intruders who suddenly came in.

Resentment filled the sky, constantly burning the anger in everyone, and the terrifying feeling of lifespan passing by, forcing everyone to dare not hold back and fight with these hundreds of resentful spirits.

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An hour later, hundreds of resentful spirits were dispersed by everyone and turned into traces of resentment again.

Only seven or eight corpses whose life span had been exhausted and turned into mummies were left in place. The remaining living people were not much better, more or less weakened, with life spans of ten or more decades.

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"call!!!!"

After sitting there and adjusting their breath for a few hours, the people who had regained their strength began to turn into escaping light again and rushed forward.

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