The speaker was none other than the old man Xuanwu who was the most powerful among Xiao Yu and the others.
When the ghost-faced man attacked, Xuanwu was in a defensive state and did not attack the opponent directly, so Xiao Yu thought that Xuanwu was conserving his physical strength.
There was also the elder White Tiger. He had been fighting with the Blood Guards for about an hour. Logically speaking, he should have been exhausted. However, the other party's face was still rosy, his eyes were bright, and he didn't look strange at all.
So Xiao Yu knew that they must be waiting for something.
"Seniors, please rest assured that as long as I let them leave, I will be able to protect myself."
Xiao Yu was very confident about his teammates. It was still uncertain who would win in the end, so leaving like this would be a shame for this graveyard.
"Well, that's fine. Let the Qinglong father and son leave first. There are also these two monks. If they want to leave, they can come together. I will ask my disciple to send them out first."
Old Man Baihu nodded, and then gave instructions to his disciples, and several White Tiger disciples stepped forward and prepared to leave with Qinglong on their backs.
Xiao Yu took the opportunity to put the mantis into Qinglong's clothes, so that the other party could protect him closely to prevent him from getting sidetracked.
But at this moment, the sand dome above Xiao Yu and the others began to collapse, and the previous entrance was directly buried by the rolling yellow sand.
The yellow sand above the head leaked down toward the burial ground like a waterfall. One place collapsed, and the sound of huffing and puffing began to come out from other places. Then a yellow sand waterfall appeared in the entire burial ground.
The yellow sand, mixed with dust, poured down from the top of the head like a tide, burying the bone burial ground.
"It seems that the burial ground will be revealed again, and the secrets that have been buried for many years will be revealed!"
The old man Xuanwu shook his head, then waved his hand, and a stream of yellow light flew out of his hand and directly struck the sky above his head.
"Let's go, we should be surrounded!"
Xuanwu smiled bitterly, and then he and his granddaughter stepped onto the long yellow bridge, and the people disappeared.
The old man Baihu also looked a little solemn. He glanced at Qinglong and his son with an ugly expression, then gritted his teeth and led his disciples onto the long yellow bridge.
"Senior, what's going on?"
Xiao Yu was a little puzzled by this sudden change, and Xuanwu and Baihu's reactions seemed a little abnormal, so this made him extremely puzzled.
"I don't know, but judging from their performance, it shouldn't be a good thing.
The leader of Wuyou Valley also felt that something was not good, so he took out his flying sword and a group of disciples and rushed forward.
When Xiao Yu saw this, he shouted at the sloppy Taoist next to him.
"Senior, two masters, leave quickly..."
As for the few big monsters in the sky that were besieging Dragon Soul just now, they had already disappeared without a trace. It was as if the yellow sand was flowing backwards, making them feel threatened.
"Run quickly, the burial ground is about to see the light of day again, it is about to collapse..."
Someone shouted in panic, causing Xiao Yu to look back!
Among the yellow sand in the sky, only the two dragon souls, one white and one red, looked extremely dazzling. The others seemed to have been buried by the yellow sand and could not be seen clearly.
Xiao Yu and others stood on the back of the mantis and rushed high into the sky at extremely fast speeds.
At this time, in the sea of sand, there was a huge whirlpool with no end in sight.
From the outside, the whirlpool looks like it can crush anything that comes close, but when you step into the whirlpool, you find that it is unusually calm inside.
In the whirlpool, there were thousands of men in black standing. Directly in front of those men was a huge ghost-headed chair, with a man wearing a mask sitting on the chair.
In the other direction of these people, a woman in red is riding a big fiery red bird, and behind him are hundreds of women in red.
In other directions, there were some Taoist disciples standing with long swords on their backs.
Among those people was a disciple in white clothes, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, wearing white clothes, with a colorful peacock underneath him, and he looked particularly proud.
The man looked extremely elegant, with his eyes slightly closed. Behind him stood six disciples riding white cranes. The man was none other than Jingcheng who had dared to come from Panlong Ridge.
Boo hoo hoo…
More than a dozen rays of white light flew upwards from under the whirlpool. They were the big demons that besieged the Dragon Soul below.
"Sect Master Lou, I didn't expect you to come too. You are such a rare visitor. It seems that you are bound to win the Dragon Soul?"
Old man Xuanwu's voice sounded, and then he appeared above the whirlpool.
All the surrounding forces looked at the man in black on Guitou's chair with some fear. In their eyes, he was like a myth, like a fairy, unattainable!
Facing Xuanwu's question, the masked man sitting on the seat did not answer directly. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at a round bead in his hand.
Seeing that the other party ignored him, old man Xuanwu was not embarrassed, but focused his attention on the woman riding the fiery red bird.
"Suzaku Protector, what do you mean?"
The Suzaku clan is now the strongest among the four mythical beast families, but it is also the most ruthless, because when both the White Tiger and Xuanwu families were persecuted, they did not stand up and say a word for each other.
"Hmph, the four great beast families have been defeated like this, and you still have the nerve to come here. If I were you, I would quickly find a cave and hide myself in it."
A somewhat cold voice came from above, causing Xuanwu and the others' expressions to suddenly change.
It was a man who looked a little fat. He was wearing a high crown, sitting on a seat, and was being dragged by two three-clawed white dragons flying in the sky.
Seeing this person appear, everyone present couldn't help but change their expressions. Even the owner of the ghost tower couldn't help but stop what he was doing and look up into the sky.
"Insect King?"
Xuanwu pulled his granddaughter behind him, and his body tensed up instantly, as if he was about to attack at any moment.
"Hey, it's been years since I've been here, and it's still so annoying."
After the Insect King, another middle-aged man sat on the back of a giant turtle and flew towards this side.
"Rat King?"
Elder Baihu spoke softly to the other party, making everyone look twice.
Xiao Yu rushed up to the sky among the Xuanmen disciples and came to Xuanwu and the others without attracting the attention of others.
When he heard the names of the Insect King and Rat King, he couldn't help but be a little shocked. He didn't expect that this bone burial place would attract those powerful emperors.
Moreover, they used dragons and turtles as their mounts, which was a direct slap in the face of the four sacred beasts. This naked provocation made Xiao Yu feel that a bigger war would happen today.
What Xiao Yu values the most is the man sitting on the ghost head chair. Although the man is wearing a mask, his aura is very strong.
Moreover, the guardian of the ghost tower and the ghost-faced man who had fought with him before were standing on his left and right sides, like loyal guards.
"Is that the owner of the ghost building? It feels so powerful."
Xiao Yu sighed secretly in his heart, and then walked around, remembering all these people in his heart.
