On the tomb square of Jiuzhou Divine Tomb, eight powerful men of the Qiankun realm collected one after another rare treasures that are rare in the world. Eight figures were seen in the whole square. Quickly.
Flying around, everyone is working hard, it's so lively.
Of course, the experts were also cautious during this process, for fear of accidentally touching some powerful restriction and causing death, but the whole process was smooth and stable, and there was no case of being hit on the head because of a certain treasure.
The phenomenon of blood flow also proves that the eight masters are extraordinary from ordinary martial arts cultivators. They are not jealous of everything they see. At the very least, they have their own dignity.
However, just when Feng Jueyu was loading the Tiandaozhu with the treasures he had received, he suddenly saw two shadows suddenly drifting behind him.
Whoosh!
Feng Jueyu's eyes instantly moved over, but when he looked back, he didn't see anyone suspicious.
"Who?" Feng Jueyu stopped what he was doing and looked around with vigilant eyes.
Not far away from him, Crow saw Feng Jueyu's strangeness and slowly straightened up. Crow, who was always vigilant, said his first words to Feng Jueyu: "What's wrong?"
"There seems to be someone else here." Feng Jueyu responded with a solemn tone, but his eyes did not relax at all.
"Is there anyone?"
Ni Guang, Xiao Hongzhang and others stopped their movements one after another. Sikong Jue even came over and looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He said in a cold voice: "Boy Feng, don't make things out of thin air. This square is so empty and there is no place to hide anyone."
There are no other people in this place, aren't there just the eight of us? Hey, aren't you scared? You're scaring yourself. Hehe."
Feng Jueyu ignored Sikong Jue's ridicule and released all his spiritual power, but still gained nothing. Even he himself felt that he might be too nervous.
Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Jueyu murmured: "Maybe I saw it wrong."
"Haha, little friend, don't be nervous. We even defeated the female salamander. Even if there are people, what can we do?" Mo Shangxian had already lowered his guard when collecting the treasures. Feng Jueyu didn't pay attention at all and lowered his head.
Continue to collect treasures.
He walked from the garden to the flower field, then walked to the corner of the square and put down the ornaments of bronze turtles and cranes. At this moment, a voice suddenly came into his mind.
"Break the ninth coiled dragon golden osmanthus on the right side of the square. There is a teleportation array inside, which can lead directly to the outside world. Move quickly. If you don't move, it will be too late."
"who?"
Feng Jueyu was startled suddenly, and immediately raised his head when he heard the voice, but there was no sign of anyone around him. But this time, the voice from before was still in his ears, and he couldn't even try to convince himself that he heard it wrong.
"Who is it? Come out?" Feng Jueyu roared in a low voice, immediately alerting the seven masters who were still busy.
Everyone looked at him one after another, but this time, not many people believed it. When Niguang saw Feng Jueyu patrolling the square as if he was facing an enemy, he rolled his eyes and slowly approached him.
When they got closer, Niguang stood behind Feng Jueyu and said in a deep voice: "Why, did you see the shadow again?"
Feng Jueyu held his breath and glanced around coldly, and whispered: "Not this time, someone is talking to me."
"Speak? What did you say?"
"Tell me to leave quickly. What do you mean it will be too late if I don't leave?"
Hearing this, Niguang raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Are you too nervous and hearing hallucinations?"
Feng Jueyu glanced back at him and said with a disdainful expression: "Whether you believe it or not, there is definitely something wrong here."
Niguang thought for a while and said, "I have almost collected my things. I will follow you. If you find anything, tell me as soon as possible."
In a dangerous situation, Niguang's stability made Feng Jueyu ashamed. If it were someone else, Feng Jueyu would really think that the other party had bad intentions, but Niguang's words were full of sincerity. Even if Feng Jueyu wanted to believe it, he couldn't.
More importantly, the voice just now was still echoing in his ears and lingering, which made him realize that they might be in a more dangerous situation than before.
Afterwards, Niguang followed Feng Jueyu, always keeping a relatively safe distance, but Feng Jueyu continued to collect the treasure because he didn't hear any more sounds.
It took a whole day and night for everyone to collect all the treasures in the square. Except for the floor tiles and the rows of jade pillars in the square, basically everything that could be taken away in the square was collected by eight people.
It can be said that they made a lot of money in their pockets, but the eight masters were not satisfied. After all, these were materials for cultivation, and the real magic weapons did not appear in the square.
When everyone had basically collected all the treasures, that voice sounded in Feng Jueyu's ears again.
"Why don't you leave quickly when I tell you to? Go, don't collect any more, you won't be able to leave after everything has been collected."
This voice appeared for the second time, but it was the third time that Feng Jueyu discovered something strange. At this moment, Feng Jueyu could not suppress the fear in his heart, because when he raised his head and looked around, he did not find anything except
For people other than the eight masters, this was so weird that Feng Jueyu felt goosebumps rising on his body.
Whoosh!
Almost subconsciously, Feng Jueyu pulled out the Heavenly Falling Sword, holding it horizontally in front of his chest. His aura was overwhelming, and an unprecedented domineering force was released without reservation.
Niguang had been following Feng Jueyu. When he saw Feng Jueyu standing angrily with his sword drawn, he was immediately affected and his whole body became on guard.
"Everyone stop, be careful of enemies." Niguang roared, alerting the remaining six strong men.
"What happened?" Xiao Hongzhang ran over immediately and asked in a voice.
"There are people, please be careful."
While Niguang was talking, Feng Jueyu also shouted. At this time, the last auspicious vat left in the square was being stuffed into the pocket of a magic weapon by Saint Fangu.
Seeing this scene, Feng Jueyu was immediately shocked, pointed at the ancient saint Fan and shouted: "Don't take it, put it down."
"What?" Saint Fangu was stunned for a moment, and soon everyone saw that he had put the auspicious jar into his pocket.
At the same time, a cold wind blew in the square, making everyone shiver in unison.
At this time, a slightly mocking and rather contemptuous voice echoed in the square.
"Haha, you just broke into the Jiuzhou God's Tomb privately. Unexpectedly, you are so greedy that you want to take all the artifacts. This is the tomb set up by Master Hao Shi for his beloved wife. You are so greedy, I really feel ashamed.
Na."
Several masters who were about to laugh at Feng Jueyu suddenly heard someone talking, and couldn't help but feel the cold wind in their back teeth. A moment later, in front of the palace in the center of the square, two weak crowns wearing white and black robes appeared.
The boy flew down the steps, put his hands in his sleeves, and walked slowly towards the crowd.
Behind these two people were two old men. The two young men looked quite disdainful, with slight smiles on their lips. It seemed that they were not afraid at all in the face of so many strong men.
However, the two old men behind them are different. They are both wearing gray robes with the Jiuzhou Tomb imprint on their chests. It seems that this set of clothes was specially prepared for them by the Jiuzhou God Tomb. The two old men
They all had expressions of dissatisfaction and annoyance, but there was also some vague tension.
Seeing the four people walking from the front of the palace, Feng Jueyu and others immediately gathered together, lined up, and looked at the four people with wary expressions.
"Who are you? Why are you in the tomb of the gods?" Xiao Hongzhang's lips turned a little white, because Feng Jueyu had reminded him before that there were others in the square, but he did not believe it, but at that time Xiao Hongzhang also searched with his spiritual consciousness.
, and did not find any suspicious energy. He thought that Feng Jueyu was too nervous. Unexpectedly, there was someone else in the square.
To be able to evade the investigation of their own spiritual consciousness, it is obvious that these four people are too weird. They either have the power to hide the treasures, or they have extremely high cultivation levels and can avoid the lock of their spiritual consciousness.
Looking at the four young and old people walking towards them, Xiao Hongzhang's heart beat faster, but it was just faster. After all, there were seven masters behind him, so Xiao Hongzhang would not be too afraid.
"Who are we?" The young man in black robe looked at his companion in white robe with a smile, raised his hands in sleeves, pointed to the Xuanxin Phoenix Magpie Stone in front of the archway and said: "This is Jiuzhou
We are the guardians of the tomb of the gods, so don’t you think it’s rude to come uninvited?”
"Tombkeeper? There are still tombkeepers in the Jiuzhou God's Tomb?" Everyone was surprised.
Since he could not find out the details of the other party, Niguang did not appear too rash in his words. He clasped his fists and said: "Niguang, I didn't know there was a tomb guard here. I'm offended."
The young man in white robe chuckled in a childish tone and said, "I wonder if there is a tomb keeper, so you can come and go as you please? The reason you gave is so shameless."
"Damn it, do you two little guys know some etiquette? We've already come in, what can you do? If you keep chirping, believe it or not, I will tear your mouths apart." Sikong Jue always scolded someone who refused to accept anyone.
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At this time, Feng Jueyu, who had been observing the two little guys, discovered that the two old men behind them shivered subconsciously, as if Sikong Jue's words had offended the two guys and made them feel surprised.
and fear.
"Little guy? Haha, this old guy really doesn't know how to live or die. Emperor of Hell, teach him a lesson." The young man in black robe finished his words, and saw an old man with a fleshy face and dark skin behind him stand up.
Without saying a word, this person jumped towards Sikong Jue. As his body moved, a harsh and unpleasant song swept out, accompanied by a cold and dark resentment.
The song had no rhythm at all, just like the cries of ghosts, with endless evil thoughts. With just one encounter, an invisible ripple of energy hit Sikong Jue's head, and everyone heard a buzzing sound. It was as powerful as a master like Sikong Jue.
The opponent made an invisible move and was hit ten feet away.