A thunderous sound came from the periphery of the peerless treasure land of Kowloon Pearl, and a group of people rushed out from a valley filled with gray mist, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Cao Huaishan, what on earth is going on?"
A red-haired young man glared at an old man and roared angrily. There was a blood mark oozing out from his face. Just now he was almost pierced between the eyebrows by a war spear.
The moment of life and death made even the red-haired young man break into a cold sweat.
"Someone has set up a formation here. It's difficult to break through."
Master Cao said with a bitter look on his face.
"That means you are of no use anymore?"
The red-haired young man said coldly, a cold murderous aura emanating from his body.
Feeling the killing intent of the red-haired young man, Master Cao couldn't help but shudder.
"No, although this formation is powerful, it is not impossible to break, but it will take time."
Master Cao said hurriedly.
At this time, the other Demon Sect disciples around the red-haired young man were staring at Master Cao with unkind expressions.
"How long will it take?"
The red-haired young man said impatiently.
"Three days, only three days."
Master Cao hurriedly stretched out three fingers.
"Three days is too long. One day is too long. I will only give you one day. If you can't break the formation by then, I will throw you into the sacrifice formation."
The red-haired young man had little patience. The longer the time passed, the more people came. They wanted to enter the Evil Emperor's Tomb first before others arrived.
However, let alone the Tomb of the Evil Emperor, they could not break through even the outskirts of this peerless treasure land of the Nine Dragons.
"Red Butcher God, you bastard!" Master Cao had already greeted all eighteen generations of the red-haired young man's ancestors in his mind.
This guy is the second eldest son of the Six Paths Demon Sect and the most outstanding descendant of the Chitu family, one of the Six Paths Demon Sect.
The power of the Chitu family is second only to the Yin family among the six demon sects.
The people brought by the Red Butcher God are all his confidants, and most of them are outstanding figures among the younger generation of the Red Butcher family.
However, just now, in the Gray Mist Canyon, they actually lost half of their manpower, which made the Red Slaughter God almost go crazy.
Those who died were all the elite disciples of their Chitu family!
Not everyone is like him, the Red Slaughter God, who can get the attention of the big shots in the family and plant protective amulets on their bodies.
You must know that the True Qi Seed Body Talisman is not something that ordinary people can use.
Those who don't have the talisman of the true energy seed body are naturally in danger, even the Red Slaughter God almost fell into this attack.
One day is like breaking the formation, damn, you think I am a master of formation!
Master Cao dared not speak out in anger, because his life was still in this guy's hands.
"Hehe, this is the Hundred Ghosts Yinfeng Formation. Those guys like Red Slaughter God still don't seem to want to get out, and they want to go in and kill people!?"
On a mountain peak in the distance, there were several people in black standing. Two of them were the Poison Sect's junior sister and his senior brother Cheng Bufan.
The speaker was an old man with white hair.
"Old Ghost, is this the Hundred Ghosts Yinfeng Formation?"
Du Xiaoxuan, the junior sister of the Poison Sect, said in surprise.
"Hey, if others can't see it, how could I make a mistake?" Gui Lao grinned, his face full of wrinkles, which was even uglier than crying.
"Who is my master? He is the descendant of the Ghost King, one of the Eight Kings under the Evil Emperor six hundred years ago."
A middle-aged man next to the old man said proudly.
"this……"
The junior sister of the Poison Sect and his senior brother were all shocked. They never expected that Elder Gui, one of the three elders of the Poison Sect, would have such an origin.
The Ghost King under the Evil Emperor six hundred years ago was a master of formations, and he also practiced the Ghost Way and was good at controlling other people's souls.
Since the Ghost King is a descendant of the Ghost King, he naturally has the Ghost King's inheritance. The Ghost Dao and the Formation Dao are fused together. It is not a simple matter of one plus one.
"Old Ghost, can we enter the Tomb of the Evil Emperor from another place?"
Du Xiaoxuan said.
"This is the safest road. Other roads are much more dangerous than this road." Gui Lao shook his head.
In fact, he saw something here as soon as he arrived. There were eight gates outside the Jiulong Zhenzhu Peerless Treasure, and each gate could lead to the Tomb of the Evil Emperor.
However, within these eight gates, the eight kings under the Evil Emperor had set up a murderous plan.
The Hundred Ghosts Yin Wind Formation is the method of the Ghost King, but the other seven gates are the methods of the other seven kings. The other seven kings are much more powerful than the Ghost King.
If you take this path, you still have a chance to survive; if you take other paths, you may die at any time.
Just when the Red Slaughter God was defeated by the Hundred Ghosts' Yin Wind Formation and was in an extremely embarrassed state, Li Kuang and the others were approaching the unique geomantic treasure of the Nine Dragons Struggle for the Pearl.
"The entire terrain has changed. The terrain affects the power of the sky. This place is not simple!"
Li Kuang exclaimed, he had never imagined that such an excellent burial place could be hidden in this small Yunlong Mountain Range.
The energy of the Nine Dragons gathers, and the descendants of those buried here must be extraordinary. Even if they cannot dominate the Shenwu Continent, they can still be granted the title of marquis and prime minister.
"Do you still know Feng Shui?"
Fatty Wang looked at Li Kuang in surprise. This guy is so mysterious. He seems to know everything. Is there really an almighty person in the world?
Although martial arts are respected in the Shenwu Continent, various schools exist side by side. Feng shui, formations, weapon refining, medicine refining, etc. can be found in large numbers in each school.
"It's just a trail."
Li Kuang said disapprovingly.
"What……"
Fatty Wang is really pissed off by this guy. Is this a small way? Is this a small way of Feng Shui?
If you practice this path to the extreme, you can search for dragons and tap acupoints, change the world, and reverse the universe. If this is still considered a minor path, what is the great path?
Fatty Wang wanted to say more, but at this moment, Li Kuang suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Fatty Wang frowned.
"See for yourself."
Li Kuang pointed forward.
Fatty Wang looked in the direction pointed by Li Kuang, and saw mist swirling in front of them, and a huge stone gate appeared in front of them.
"This is……"
When Fatty Wang saw the stone gate, he was surprised and happy.
The purple-clothed masked woman who had been silent all this time also lit up her eyes.
"arrive?"
Fatty Wang was excited.
"Too bad, we haven't even entered the outside yet."
Li Kuang said speechlessly.
"From the topographic map, there are eight entrances to this geomantic treasure. This should be one of the eight entrances. Well, judging from our location, this is the entrance due east."
Li Kuang took out the terrain map and looked at it carefully.
"What are you waiting for? Come in!"
Fatty Wang said eagerly.
"The little guy doesn't know whether to live or die."
At this moment, a contemptuous voice came from behind Li Kuang and the others. (To be continued)