Under the altar, there were as many as three hundred warriors from all forces gathered.
Except for a few who were waiting and watching, most of the warriors were led by the Tongtian Realm elders to kill the undead spirits that kept rushing up.
Auras of light surged in the sky, and weapons were crisscrossed, including knives, spears, swords, sticks, bells, and drums. The variety of weapons was so dazzling.
But no matter which weapon is used, it is a heaven-level weapon, with great power. It carries a strong spiritual light and is enough to kill a large number of undead, and the undead in the Heaven-reaching realm are no exception.
However, the number of undead is extremely large, and they are coming continuously. Outside the stone pillars, they are all filled with undead.
It is strange to say that this stone pillar looks ordinary, but it is indestructible. Even if a strong person in the late Tongtian realm takes action, the stone pillar will not fall down.
Therefore, these powerful men in the Tongtian Realm relied on stone pillars to resist the undead spirits that came one after another. However, the expressions of the elders of various sects were still solemn.
Behind that, Feng Xuan said to Feng Chaoge: "There are more and more undead souls. So far, there are as many as thirty undead souls at the level of Tongtian Realm. I'm afraid it won't work if this continues."
Finally, he said: "If we had known this, we should have blocked them all from the city gate."
Feng Chaoge frowned slightly, with a trace of worry on her beautiful face, but soon showed a smile and said softly: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, the elders from all the major forces in Zhongzhou have arrived one after another. I believe they are enough to destroy them."
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"But this way, our hope of obtaining the treasure is almost gone." Feng Xuan whispered.
"Feng Lao, now we are not thinking about whether we can get the treasure, but whether we can get it." Feng Chaoge looked at the hundreds of strong men and some elite disciples on the altar, frowned and said, "That sacrifice
The gravity on the stage was so strong that I estimated it weighed more than 10,000 pounds. My physical body alone could not withstand such a huge force.'
"Yes." Feng Xuan sighed softly when he heard this.
"Don't worry Chaoge, my father has arrived outside the Tianyuan mining area. He has brought a group of physically powerful warriors. I believe there is still a chance." Jin Qiuzhong next to him said with relief.
Now that Cao Rong is dead, he feels that he is one step closer to getting Feng Chaoge, so Jin Qiuzhong cherishes this opportunity very much.
Feng Chaoge nodded lightly when he heard the words, but didn't say anything, which made Jin Qiuzhong say it was not the case, and it was not the case if he didn't say it.
He was very depressed, why didn't Feng Chaoge like him?
A name suddenly flashed in his mind, so he asked: "Chaoge, do you like him?"
"Who?" Feng Chaoge looked at him doubtfully.
"Lu Chen." Jin Qiuzhong gritted his teeth and said. He looked at Feng Chaoge, trying to figure out something.
"Jin Qiuzhong, you are thinking too much. Lu Chen and I have only met each other a few times, how can we talk about liking each other?" Feng Chaoge said lightly.
"Then why have you always refused to accept me?" Jin Qiuzhong asked, his expression revealing a hint of stubbornness and madness.
"Because I have no personal feelings for you, Jin Qiuzhong, just give up on this." Feng Chaoge looked at Jin Qiuzhong and said indifferently, "Jin Qiuzhong, I always hope that you can understand, but why don't you
Do you understand?'
"I don't believe it. It must be because of him that he refuses to accept me." Jin Qiuzhong gritted his teeth and said, his eyes filled with hatred for Lu Chen.
"You are wrong." Feng Chaoge said calmly. In her star-moon-like eyes, there was a look that could repel people from thousands of miles away, which made Jin Qiuzhong suffer.
Seeing what Jin Qiuzhong wanted to say, Feng Chaoge continued: "Jin Qiuzhong, I hope you can understand me, okay?"
When Jin Qiuzhong heard this, he just looked at her without saying a word.
Seeing this, Feng Chaoge stopped looking at him and turned to the altar.
Her heart has always been on the altar.
Seeing this, Feng Xuan sighed and said, "Master Jin, just give up."
"No, I won't give up." Jin Qiuzhong said firmly.
Feng Xuan said nothing more when he saw this.
On the other side, Nangong Qin and Li Yuan stood surrounded by several warriors from the Tsing Yi Gate, and the right protector, the old man surnamed Long, was also in front.
"Grandpa Long, is the gravity on this altar really that strong?" Nangong Qin asked.
"It is true. It is almost difficult to withstand such gravity without using spiritual power. Especially on the last ten steps, the gravity is beyond my imagination." The old man surnamed Long said.
When he said this, he looked at the altar and said with lingering fear: "I really don't know who built this altar, and who is the person in the silver coffin?"
"He must be a peerless strong man." Nangong Qin said with determination.
After saying this, she glared at Li Yuan and said, "It's all your fault, you damn fat guy. If you had practiced physical skills, you might have gotten those things already."
Li Yuan immediately grimaced when he heard this. Looking at Nangong Qin's unruly and unreasonable little face, he felt like crying and didn't even have the courage to refute.
"Qin'er, you can't blame Li Yuan for this. What's more, even if he practices physical skills, if he doesn't reach perfection, the possibility of success is very small." The old man surnamed Long said.
"Oh." Nangong Qin heard this and said "oh" before letting Li Yuan go.
Li Yuan glanced at the old man surnamed Long gratefully.
The old man surnamed Long didn't say much because he thought Li Yuan was quite pitiful, but who told him to fall in love with a unruly girl?
"Boom!"
At this moment, outside the stone pillar, behind the tide of undead, two majestic figures appeared. An old man in blood robe was walking in front, with blood-red eyes and a lifeless face, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
breath.
As soon as he walked up, the undead in front of him were like vegetation, destroyed and turned into smoke.
Soon, he fought his way through the stone pillars and walked in.
Behind him, followed a man, wearing a gray robe and a gray hat. His appearance could not be seen clearly, but his breath was very cold and lifeless. He held an ancient gun in his hand, exuding an ancient and barbaric atmosphere.
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He followed behind the old man in blood robe like a servant, not daring to take a step beyond.
"Is it him? The bloody corpse will be left."
The strong men within the stone pillar were shocked when they saw the old man in blood robes, and revealed his identity.
"Please step aside for me."
The left side of the blood corpse has no expression, and its whole body is blood red. It looks like a devil. Its two blood-red eyes are flashing, which is frightening. Even those strong men in the late Tongtian realm dare not stop it.
In full view of everyone, he took the mummy to the altar.
"I didn't expect him to come too. I wonder why he came?"
"I heard that this demon existed thousands of years ago. After thousands of years, it turned into a zombie and was only one step away from reaching the realm of life and death. Could it be that it came for the Yin Yang Life and Death Pill?"
"Maybe, but the gravity on the altar is unimaginably strong, and he may not be able to withstand it."
"It makes sense. This altar is weird and cannot be speculated using common sense."
A group of Tongtian Realm experts exchanged some looks and went out to kill the dead again.
At this moment, there was a loud noise from behind, and the dead souls disappeared one by one.
After a while, more than thirty huge figures appeared behind the undead group. Behind them, there were hundreds of warriors, including strong warriors and many sect geniuses.
"Let's all take action together."
The strong men inside the stone pillar were overjoyed when they saw this, and they all took action and blasted out with force, killing all the undead spirits.
Especially the more than 30 late-stage Tongtian Realm experts, whose cultivation level reaches Tongtian and are extremely powerful, can kill a large number of undead souls with one move and one move, killing all the tens of thousands of undead souls outside.
After a while, they entered the stone pillar.
"Look, the great elder of Lingxu Valley, Bu Tianhong, is here."
"There is also Yang Yuanshi, the great leader of the Five Poison Sect."
"Zhao Lingtong, the peak master of Lieyang Peak of Tianjian Sect, is also here."
"It seems that most of the elders in the late stages of Tongtian Realm from various sects are here, and they are determined to get those treasures."
"Most of these seniors have no hope of breaking through the realm of life and death. Nowadays, precious medicines like the Yin Yang Life and Death Pill will naturally not be missed."
The arrival of elders from various sects and sects who had reached the late stage of Tongtian Realm immediately caused a commotion among everyone, and everyone looked shocked. After all, there would not be so many top figures in normal times.
You know, if the old antiques in the realm of life and death are not born, they will be respected by these people.
Soon, they gathered their warriors and disciples, including Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, Lin Wanfeng, Monk Mingkong, Lin Tianli, Shen Fanyun, etc.
Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi, Zhao Lingtong and others looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then Bu Tianhong said loudly:
"You all listen carefully, I and others have asked other elders to set up formations at the city gate to block the undead coming in, so you can now go and retrieve the treasures on the altar with peace of mind. As long as you can retrieve one treasure,
You can get things worth millions of spiritual crystals, including elixirs, spiritual herbs, weapons, and so on."
"If you can obtain the four Yuanling Fruits, then I and others will be able to accept you as my direct disciples and help you step into the realm of Tongtian. Okay, I have said all that needs to be said, and now it's up to you.
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After Ling Xudu said this, he waved his sleeves and robes and said: "If someone obtains the four treasures of the Yuanling Fruit, no fighting is allowed."
This is what Ling Xudu and others have already discussed. Whoever gets the four treasures of the Yuanling Fruit will belong to him. Otherwise, once a fight breaks out, I am afraid that all the major forces in Zhongzhou will be involved, and it will be a bloody battle. This is not
What they want to see.
"yes."
Everyone understood what Ling Xudu meant and immediately responded in unison and walked towards the altar.
"Get out of here, old man."
At this moment, no less than half a hundred warriors suddenly appeared outside the stone pillars, and they came fiercely, with two old men leading the way.
The old man on the left is eight feet tall, wearing a golden robe, with gray beard and hair, and a wrinkled face. He looks very pale, but his aura is very strong, exuding the power of pure Yang.
The old man on the right is of medium build, but has a tiger-headed face and eyes as big as copper bells. He looks very scary and has a majestic aura, like an awakening lion, which makes people dare not offend him.
"It's the Supreme Sun Sword Master and the Mad Dragon Sword Master."
"Oh my God, I didn't expect that they would also come. It seems that a battle between dragon and tiger is inevitable."
"It's a pity that Spirit Sword Master Wu Lengchan was imprisoned by Tianjian Sect. Otherwise, what would have happened if the three great sword masters in Zhongzhou appeared here together?"
The warriors who saw the two old men were all shocked, even the powerful ones in the Tongtian realm, because they were two of the three great sword masters in Zhongzhou, Zhiyang Sword Master and Mad Dragon Sword Master.
You must know that only by cultivating Sword Art to the eighth level can you be respected as a Sword Master;
And in the central province of Nuozhou, there are only three of them.
Therefore, when Zhiyang Sword Master and Mad Dragon Sword Master came, Bu Tianhong and others showed solemn expressions.
