There are endless opportunities here, accompanied by countless crises.
After the First World War in ancient times, the bones of gods were buried here, and resentment became evil, making it a forbidden area of its own.
In ancient times, a sage was established in the Eastern Wasteland, and four great sage masters were born one after another and joined forces to seal this place.
Preventing the influx of future generations will cost you your life.
But the seal will eventually become weak, and now, the cloud seal around the Chaos God Tomb has already reached its weakest state.
Nowadays, cultivators from all over the Eastern Wasteland are flocking here, and in less than a day, many people have found their own opportunities.
But on the contrary, hundreds of cultivators died in this restricted area in one day, which is already immeasurable.
Mo Wangchen drifted with the tide and moved forward with the crowd. The tombs of the gods indeed aroused some interest in him.
"In less than a day, nearly a thousand cultivators were killed or injured in the tomb. There is a Purple Lightning Leopard in the south, which even the ancient divine realm Mahayana masters dare not provoke. To the east, I heard that there is already
Shrouded in a mysterious purple-black mist, this mist contains extremely poisonous substances, and if you inhale it, you will die."
"I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition in my heart. If the Chaos God Tomb is opened this time, many people will die."
On the way to the tombs of the gods, many people started talking.
Mo Wangchen hid among them, pretending to be an unknown passerby, not wanting to attract anyone's attention.
"The evil spirit here seems to be getting more serious. I don't know if something will happen to the tombs of the gods..."
He whispered to himself, and there was something ominous in his heart, but the tombs of the gods and even the people in several major holy places in the Eastern Wasteland were alerted, so it can be seen that there must be some extremely tempting treasure there.
Finally, after walking in the cold and dim mountain forest for about half an hour, Mo Wangchen followed the crowd and arrived in front of a large mountain.
Looking around, at the foot of the mountain, a large number of people have gathered. They are all cultivators who have entered the tomb this time. There are probably nearly ten thousand people.
Most of these people live in groups, some of five or six, some of more than a dozen, and some even as many as dozens of people.
Obviously, they all know that in this crisis-ridden Tomb of Chaos Gods, the wisest thing to do is to unite.
"Zhen Ming, Mu Ling, these people are here!"
Mo Wangchen was hidden among the crowd. A group of cultivators would arrive here almost every once in a while, so their arrival did not attract too many people's attention.
He looked around and saw the group of people standing at the front at the foot of the mountain. There were many familiar faces.
In addition to Zhen Ming and Mu Ling, there is also Zhang Tianhua, the chief disciple of the Northern Xuantian Sect, followed by more than ten Xuantian Sect disciples such as Li Ziyue, Xi Xiaoyu, Yue Qian, etc.
In addition, Mo Wangchen looked around and found that many of the people present had a good aura about them. Especially to his left, there were seven young disciples sitting cross-legged.
, they all have accessories around their waists or behind their backs. Judging from the signs on their clothing, they are disciples of the Tianwu Holy Land in the Southern Territory!
"Zhou Xiaofeng, the eldest elder of the Zhen family, Zhen Xiong, and others did not show up. Perhaps they were searching for treasures elsewhere." Mo Wangchen said this.
He didn't see the masters of the five major families like Zhou Xiaofeng, and presumably, this time the five major families joined forces to enter the Chaos God Tomb to search for the treasure, there must be many places to explore, and there are strong men from the Holy Land in the tomb here, and they come here to compete.
, it would be better to spend your time elsewhere.
"These disciples of Tianwu Holy Land are not simple. Each one of them is a first-class swordsman genius." He looked at the seven young people sitting cross-legged in the direction to his left and came to this conclusion.
Among these seven people, the one sitting at the front is a man in black brocade. Although he is sitting on the spot with his eyes closed, motionless, there is a looming sword force quietly releasing from his body.
It gives people an inexplicable sense of pressure.
Tianwu has seven swords, representing the seven top swordsmanship geniuses of the younger generation in Tianwu Holy Land!
It is rumored that the seven people join forces and their swords soar into the sky, capable of shaking the average Mahayana figure in the ancient god realm.
And now these seven young geniuses from Tianwu Holy Land are the rumored ‘Seven Swords of Tianwu’!
Their names are all easy to remember. They all have Jian as their surname and number as their first name.
The young man in black brocade clothes sitting in front is named Jian Yi, and the six people below are named Jian Two, Jian Three... and up to Jian Seven!
Among the seven, Sword One is the strongest and Sword Seven is the weakest!
Interestingly, their names will also change as their strength increases.
If someone among the Biru Seven can defeat Jian Yi, then this person will take the name of Jian Yi from now on, and his original name will naturally fall on the defeated person.
Not only that, Seven Swords will not only change its name, but also its people.
Within the Tianwu Holy Land, whether it is an ordinary disciple or an elite disciple, as long as there is someone who can defeat any one of the seven people, he can take the position in his place.
This rule has existed since the establishment of Zhi Tian Wu as a sage. Therefore, over the years, the ‘Seven Swords’ has frequently changed its candidates.
But this generation of Seven Swords seems to have not changed for many years. The reason is very simple, because the strength of these seven people has already reached the peak of the younger generation of Tianwu, and no one can challenge them anymore.
"Is that the rumored Jianyi?"
"In the past, when the Holy Son of Heaven was established, he was also one of the candidates. He once had a big battle with the contemporary Holy Son. Although he was defeated in the end and was not elected, he became famous in the Eastern Wasteland."
"The battle between him and Holy Son Tianwu lasted for a whole day and night. It can be seen that the two sides were evenly matched at that time. Now that Holy Son Tianwu has not appeared for many years, his cultivation must be unimaginable. I don't know that this sword
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"It won't be simple. It should have a combat power that is infinitely close to the Saint Son level. I heard that Holy Lord Tianwu made an exception and taught Jian Yi the first half of the Tianwu Sword Art. It is a supreme skill that only the Saint Son can practice.
Sword Art, it can be seen that even the Holy Lord Tianwu attaches great importance to Jianyi."
"If it weren't for the existence of the contemporary Tianwu Holy Son, today's Jianyi would have already become the Holy Son. His talent is already extraordinary. No matter which holy land he is placed in, he can be called the Holy Son for training. It's a pity that
, the light of Holy Son Tianwu was so strong that even Jian Yi was covered up."
Everyone was talking a lot. Apart from Jian Yi, the topics they talked about were naturally inseparable from the other geniuses present.
For example, Zhang Tianhua, the eldest disciple of the Xuantian Sect, Zhen Ming, the young master of the Zhen family, Mu Ling, the young master of the Baibao Pavilion, etc., no one is simple, these are all representatives of the younger generation of Donghuang!