Peace! Peace!

There is a spiritual tomb at the foot of Longhu Mountain, and the bluestone road is safe!

Zhou Dao has never had such a strong feeling. There seems to be something hidden in the vast mist, which resonates with his life, attracting each other, and echoing.

"What's in there?" Zhou Dao murmured softly and lost his voice.

Ming Donglou glanced at him and said calmly: "In the Ping'an Ruins are buried the great masters of the Longhu Mountain. The heroic spirits are above, and no one without the spirit of the Dragon and Tiger Order can set foot there."

The long white mist is like a huge tent in the sky, and no ordinary people can enter it.

Thinking of this, Ming Donglou looked at Xiao Shisan.

This little guy's luck is unimaginable. At such a young age, he actually has the opportunity to enter the sacred tomb. This is a destiny that many Longhu Mountain disciples cannot ask for.

Once you enter the sacred tomb, you must have a chance, and you may be able to sense your ancestors.

It's just that this kind of fairy fate does not fall into the mortal world.

Among the disciples of Longhushan's generation, only Wang Tong has entered Ping'an Ruins.

"Wang Tong..."

Zhou Dao muttered this name. This was not the first time he heard this name.

"Other than him, who can enter the tomb of the gods?" Ming Donglou sighed.

Not long ago, there was a little thief who, through some unknown method, stole the heaven and earth, and stole the secrets of heaven. He actually got in touch with the inside of Ping'an Ruins and took away the great reversal of life and death secret left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng.

Since Immortal Master Zhuofeng, no one in Longhu Mountain has mastered this magical power.

This matter was so important that even Wang Tong was alarmed. He glared at the little thief from thousands of miles away and seriously injured him.

"Um?"

Zhou Dao's face became a little unnatural as he listened.

Next to him, the corner of Wang Xiaoyi's mouth twitched.

"Brother Zhou, you can let Prince Qin's heir in." Ming Donglou said.

Buzz…

At this moment, Zhou Dao looked at the vast mist, felt the strong call, and took a step out of nowhere.

"Brother Zhou, no!"

Ming Donglou's expression suddenly changed, and he screamed suddenly, but it was already too late.

The moment Zhou Dao stepped on the ancient bluestone road and jumped over the Ping An inscription, the white mist seemed to be boiling, rolling violently.

Dangdangdang...

The bell rang loudly, shaking the heaven and earth.

Zhenlu Mountain was boiling, and fierce auras rose into the sky from the caves.

"Spirit Bell Warning, who is so bold as to dare to set foot in Ping'an Ruins?"

"Wang Xiaoyi? That little thief is back again?"

"No, it's definitely not that trash. Although that trash is despicable, it still has a brain. It only knows how to take advantage of others and would never dare to seek death like this."

One after another, spiritual thoughts intertwined and flowed vertically and horizontally, coming out of Zhenlu Mountain and flying towards Ping'an Ruins.

"Miss, how dare someone do this these days?"

"In the past three hundred years, except for the current headmaster, no one has ever set foot in Ping'an Ruins without permission."

Chi Beilan frowned slightly, looking in the direction of Ping'an Ruins with doubts.

A hundred years ago, the current leader of Longhu Mountain, Mijueluo, once entered the tomb of the gods alone.

At that time, he had not yet developed his magical powers and was being hunted by Longhu Mountain all over the world. As a result, he had no choice but to break into Ping'an Ruins.

At that time, everyone believed that he was bound to die.

If you don't get the command talisman, you will die in the tomb.

This is an irreversible rule.

Who would have thought that three years later, Mijueluo would walk out of Ping'an Ruins with great supernatural powers and start a legendary life.

In the past hundred years, except for Mijueluo, everyone who broke into Ping'an Ruins without authorization died.

"Who is so bold?"

Chi Beilan thought for a moment and turned into a stream of light, breaking through the clouds and flying towards Ping'an Ruins.

…

Rumble…

In the True Furnace Mountain, a sea of ​​thunder rose, and from the endless electricity, a yellow-skinned mouse sprang out. It opened its mouth and swallowed the endless thunder into its belly. Its tail swayed, showing an expression of unfinished content.

At the same time, a man appeared in front of him, like the incarnation of lightning, and his true form appeared in an instant. He was wearing a purple robe, and there seemed to be lightning flashing in his eyes.

"Someone also broke into the tomb in Longhu Mountain. They really had the heart of a cat and the courage of a wild dog."

The yellow-skinned mouse nestled on the man's shoulder, looking in the direction of Ping'an Ruins.

"The ninth day of September is the day when Senior Brother Wang Tong will have a fight with that man. I didn't expect there would be fun before then."

Xu Weiyi's eyes were confused and he stared in the direction of the tomb, and he suddenly became interested.

Originally, he was in seclusion at Zhenlu Mountain just to wait for the most anticipated battle on the ninth day of September.

For that scheduled battle, Senior Brother Wang Tong bathed and fasted for seven days and closed the door to death, which showed that he valued his opponent.

In today's world, he is probably the only person who can make Senior Brother Wang Tong take him so seriously.

Xu Weiyi had been looking forward to this battle for a long time. In order to show his sincerity, he came to Zhenlu Mountain and sat in bitter meditation.

Chatting in the mountains, I never imagined that there would be such fun.

"Let's go and see if He Fang Xiaoxiao is alive or dead."

Xu Weiyi rose up into the sky and turned into a bolt of lightning, running towards the direction of Ping'an Ruins.

…

In front of the mountain gate, the rusty spear suddenly moved and turned into a giant python that wormed its way into the mountain.

Suddenly, the door of the mansion opened and Ling Yexu walked out.

"Didn't you say that you would never leave seclusion unless you defeated the master of that peak?"

A hoarse voice came from the cave behind him.

Ling Yexu looked at the highest mountain. The cave was still closed, and no one came out.

"His character is really terrible. He is indifferent to such a big movement."

Ling Yexu's eyes narrowed, revealing deep hostility.

"Once he thinks of it in his heart, millions of obstacles will open. Therefore, he is very strong, like a mountain, which cannot be crossed."

The hoarse voice came again from the cave behind him.

"You're distracted."

"That's the Ping'an Ruins." Ling Yexu sighed softly, turning into a three-foot sharp edge that cut through the sky.

Powerful auras flew in the same direction in unison.

Zhenlu Mountain has not been this lively for a long time.

…

Bang bang bang...

A loud noise suddenly sounded, as if it was about to hit the beach, and landed in front of the "Peace Monument".

Powerful auras were overwhelming, and Xiao Shisan was so startled that he hid behind Wang Xiaoyi.

Ming Donglou didn't even look at it, his expression was solemn, and he stared at the boiling white mist.

He knew that such movement would definitely print out these monsters.

"Wang Xiaoyi, how dare you come back?"

Suddenly, a scream resounded from the crowd.

In an instant, sharp eyes gathered like flickering candles, focusing on Wang Xiaoyi.

This name is not unfamiliar to the monks who often stay here.

A few days ago, this little thief used some unknown method to steal Immortal Master Zhuofeng's magical power, and he is still being hunted by the Taoist law enforcement team.

How long had it been before he came back?

Buzz…

Before anyone could react, a sword light flew out, transformed into a fierce tiger, and pounced on Wang Xiaoyi.
To be continued...