"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

At the entrance of the King's Ancient Tomb, younger generations disappeared one by one and stepped directly into the King's Ancient Tomb. Everyone looked cold and harsh.

"Biyue, don't participate, and I'll remind Haoyue not to participate."

The powerful Ji family frowned and looked at the girl beside him.

"Yeah, I understand."

Ji Biyue nodded. She did not know Yang Yu's combat power, so she would not have to do anything when she was full and went to surround Yang Yu.

After Ji Biyue nodded, she also started to set out and headed directly to the King's Ancient Tomb.

Compared to Yang Yu, she is obviously more interested in the opportunity of the King's Tomb.

"Is it an ancient holy body? Or a physique that I have never heard of before?"

Another direction, a young man who did not come from a holy land, but also had a quota, also moved towards the direction of the King's Ancient Tomb.

And at this moment, with the appearance of geniuses in the holy land, they all appeared in a huge underground palace.

"Not good, withdraw quickly!"

"In danger, Yang Yu got something down!"

However, the moment these people entered the ancient tomb, their eyes sank, and they could use their strongest combat power to defend themselves.

"puff!"

However, the imagined explosion and Yang Yu's killing did not appear. Around them, it seemed as if several balls were pierced, making a sound like farting.

"You geniuses in the holy land are really timid."

Yang Yu looked at the team of fifteen people in front of him, both men and women, and sneered.

"Are you teasing us?"

In an instant, these geniuses from various holy lands all had their eyes sunk, and their eyes were extremely cold looking towards Yang Yu.

"Just teasing you, how about it?"

Yang Yu smiled indifferently and stared at the fifteen people in front of him. Not only did he not look afraid, but he had a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Do you look down on us?"

The eyes of the few people suddenly became cold, staring at Yang Yu, becoming extremely cold and cold.

"You are just a monk in the fifth level of the Taoist Palace. Even if you think you are very strong, you are just a person after all!"

The male disciple of Wanchu Holy Land frowned and stared at Yang Yu with cold eyes.

"So arrogant is to think that you can fight us alone. Don't you think you're too arrogant?"

A woman from Daoyi Holy Land also spoke at this time, her beautiful eyes were extremely cold.

"You are the first to enter the King's Tomb. You should think of escaping and finding a place to hide, rather than waiting here, and creating such a trap to tease us!"

The young man from Yaoguang Holy Land also snorted, and his eyes looked at Yang Yu with extremely cold eyes.

"You are not people of the level of the Holy Son and Saint, so what if you come together? So what if you tease and insult you? Why can you do anything to me!"

Yang Yu sneered, not caring about the people in front of him at all.

Even if someone enters the Four Poles Secret Realm, it is useless. The fifteen people in front of him will definitely not travel to anyone with the strongest vision of ancient times.

Therefore, if you don’t have the combat power to reach a greater level, what can these people be afraid of Yang Yu?

"You are really arrogant, so let me see if your arrogant capital is enough!"

The male disciple from Wanchu Holy Land snorted coldly, and a long spear appeared in his hand, holding it in his hand, and hit Yang Yu in the direction.

"clang!"

However, the male disciple of Wanchu Holy Land swept out with a spear, but did not cause any harm to Yang Yu.

At this moment, a pitch-black dragon-patterned sword appeared in Yang Yu's right hand.

"clang!"

At this moment, Yang Yu just waved his sword and pointed it out, and was extremely confident and thunder quickly. Widths of golden fighting spirit lingered in, and directly collided with the spear.

The tip of the sword and the spear collided together, just like Mars hitting the earth, and the needle pointed to the wheat rays, and the golden fighting spirit collided with wisps of magic power.

"Click!"

"bite!"

However, after only a moment of collision, an extremely crisp sound of cracking sounded.

On the spear in the hand of the male disciple of the Holy Son of Wanchu, the entire spear head was directly cracked and was impacted by Yang Yu's Great Wilderness Dragon Pattern Sword. As cracks emerged, they directly shattered.

"Impossible. This spear is a psychic weapon in the tomb of the Demon Emperor. It is born powerful, so how could it collapse!"

The male disciple of Wanchu Holy Land changed his face and quickly stepped back, his face turned pale.

"Do you think you can run away?"

However, Yang Yu stared at this disciple of Wanchu Holy Land, and a cold murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and a sudden murderous intent emerged.

"Bang!"

Yang Yu's right leg suddenly stepped on his right leg and directly shattered the ground of the ancient tomb. Yang Yu's body quickly arrived in front of the disciples of Wanchu Holy Land like a golden lightning, leaving behind a series of golden afterimages.

"puff!"

Waving the Great Wilderness Dragon Pattern Sword, a blood light shot straight in front of Yang Yu, scattering all over the ground.

"Plop!"

Then, a muffled sound rang out, and a skull began to roll on the ground of the ancient tomb.

"Soul Wanchu is just a waste. How can you, a waste who can't even compete with him, compete with me?"

Yang Yu looked indifferent, and the Great Wilderness Dragon Pattern Sword that he was looking at was trembling. The golden battle aura on it seemed to be burning, burning all the blood on it.

At this moment, the other fourteen people who watched Yang Yu kill the young man from Wanchu Holy Land were silent, and all looked at Yang Yu with a serious expression.

Among them, the young man from Yaoguang Holy Land exclaimed at this moment, and his voice was shocking and fiery to exclaim, "Dragon pattern black gold, you actually have dragon pattern black gold, and you have such a powerful dragon pattern black gold sword!"

"It seems... it's really a sword made of dragon pattern black gold!"

"If such a dragon-patterned black gold sword is given to an emperor, he may be able to transform into an emperor sword after imprinting the Tao and Dharma of the emperor's life!"

The woman in Daoyi Holy Land spoke, her voice was extremely shocking and fiery.

"I didn't expect that I really didn't expect that hunting a little ghost can achieve such a reward!"

Everyone in the Dayan Holy Land of Yaoguang Holy Dao had their eyes hot, staring at the Great Wilderness Dragon Pattern Sword in Yang Yu's hand, and the corners of his mouth were filled with excited smiles!

After all, such a weapon, no matter what level they will reach, is definitely the most powerful weapon!

Because, this is a divine sword cultivated by the Emperor's exclusive object, and it is definitely a treasure that anyone will be tempted and hopeful!

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be. You must stay and face us directly. Moreover, you will expose such a magic sword. Now, you will definitely die!"

The remaining fourteen geniuses of the Holy Land stared at Yang Yu, their faces shrouded in murderous intent and their tone was singular!

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Chapter completed!