Obviously! The giant dragon in front of us is such an ancient statue.
"Could this be the Dragon of the Tomb?" Li Kezhou couldn't suppress the horror in his heart and asked.
Xue Ninglu did not answer him because it was obviously superfluous.
Except for the Tomb Dragon, one of the nine legendary true dragons, what kind of creature can exert such daunting pressure just by relying on a statue?
The eight-fingered Qilong under the seat also became anxious at this moment, and its flying speed gradually began to slow down. The pressure coming from the depths of the soul was felt most vividly by the eight-fingered Qilong who was also a dragon species.
Li Kezhou stopped forcing him and put him into Qiankun Sleeve, and the two of them walked away with sword light.
As we get closer and closer, everything ahead becomes clear.
The huge dragon-shaped statue was not standing on the ground, but in an equally huge altar. An indescribable power enveloped the entire altar.
"Is this the meaning of burial in death?" Li Kezhou said to himself.
This strange power was clearly felt when he first stepped into the Dragon Tomb, but it was obvious that this was the source of the "meaning of great burial" between heaven and earth.
"Look! There is someone near the altar!" Xue Ninglu reminded at the right time.
Li Kezhou naturally saw that there were quite a few people present. Looking down, there were about a dozen people. Among them, he even discovered Prince Yongye.
At this moment, everyone was in the same posture, sitting cross-legged and meditating with their eyes closed. They were all obviously comprehending the vast funeral meaning of the dragon in the tomb.
The arrival of the two people, as expected, attracted the attention of more than a dozen people.
Some people glanced at it, then turned a blind eye and closed their eyes again.
Some of them had a bad temper and frowned secretly, but they seemed to have some scruples and held the sword in their hands, but in the end they did not take action.
At this time! An indifferent voice without any emotion sounded:
"The two people here disturbed my enlightenment. I will give you three breaths and commit suicide to apologize! Otherwise, your souls will be extracted and refined, and you will never be reincarnated."
The person who spoke was a man with his eyes closed.
This man has a black star between his brows, a feminine face, a sword across his knee, and a commanding tone as he speaks, as if asking someone to commit suicide is already a great favor.
Naturally, Li Kezhou would not listen to his nonsense, so he turned a deaf ear and fell from the sky.
He took a deep breath, sensed it slightly, and nodded heavily: "It is indeed extraordinary. The sense of great burial between heaven and earth can be seen with closed eyes. No wonder people flock to this place."
He ignored the dozen or so people sitting cross-legged and acted as if no one was around, nodding and commenting.
"It seems you didn't hear what I said clearly..."
The man who made the two commit suicide before slowly opened his eyes.
This man had one eye and two pupils, and his whole body was filled with a sense of death.
But the will to die in this man was completely different from all the sword cultivators of the Nether Clan that Li Kezhou had seen. Not only did he not have that sinister aura, but he gave him a dignified and upright feeling.
He understood in his heart that this is the extreme of power, just like the extreme cold can give birth to flames. This person's Death Sword Art has obviously reached this point.
He glanced at Li Kezhou, then turned to look at the person closest to him: "Go! Kill him and give his soul to me. I said I will refine his soul and I will never break my promise."
The face of the person who was ordered by him changed slightly, and his eyes were obviously unwilling, but he did not dare to show it on his face.
This person is also an unparalleled genius in the underworld. He is proud to the core. Who would normally dare to give him such arrogant orders, but now, he does not dare to show any dissatisfaction.
"If you don't kill...you die!"
Seeing that the person he ordered had such a heavy butt that he didn't stand up for a long time, the man said again.
The man's body trembled slightly, he looked at him fearfully, and finally stood up.
He gathered the humiliation he had suffered into his eyes and cast it towards Li Keyzhou, who was not far away.
"You two bitches, you can tell by the look of your clothes that you are from the filthy human race. I will give you a moment to take your own life. Otherwise, you will not be able to survive or die."
The man vented his anger on the two of them.
Li Kezhou was looking at the tomb dragon statue. When he heard the man's noise, he showed impatience and looked at him with contempt: "A wild dog that goes away when called upon is trying to imitate others and pretending to be cool. It really doesn't know how to live or die!"
"What!"
The man was furious when he heard this: "You bastard! I will tear you apart! Unsheath you..."
He raised his sword finger, and from the sheath of white bones behind his back, four flying swords flew out in succession. The flying swords were white and made of unknown bones.
"The Bone Sword Demon appears!"
The man yelled violently, and the four flying swords turned into four skeletons. The skeletons were covered with bone spurs, and their arms were swords, which was extremely ferocious.
"Tear him down for me!"
The man gave a command and the four skeletons flashed away with a whoosh.
"The Bone Sword Demon is invincible. Today, you, you bastard, are much better off than on normal days! Killing a human ant like you is just dirtying my flying sword!"
"Rubbish!"
Li Kezhou shouted violently, and the dog god appeared again, turning into nine in one breath, and the nine dragons reappeared.
"collapse!!"
As soon as the sound of shattering started, everyone saw the White Bone Sword Demon crumbling all over the sky. The four White Bone Swords all shattered in unison, turning into bone powder all over the sky.
"Pfft~"
The man who was filled with murderous intent just a moment ago looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood. He stumbled and almost squatted on the ground. The color on his face was gone, and there was only horror in his eyes.
The flying sword was connected to his heart. If the flying sword was cut off, it would be equivalent to someone cutting off his heart. It would not only damage his energy and blood, but even damage his foundation. This alone would make him unable to fight anymore.
"impossible!!"
There was an exclamation of surprise all around.
The fight between the two people inevitably attracted the attention of everyone present.
But unlike everyone's imagination, Li Kezhou was torn apart on the spot. In the end, it turned out that the masters of the Nether Clan from the underworld were not the enemy of Yihe at all.
"That was just now... Sword Qi Transformed into Nine, the ultimate in the legendary third realm of swordsmanship. Who is this person? He can actually reach such an incredible realm." Someone said to himself in horror.
There were more than a dozen people present, and the only ones whose expressions did not change were only two. One was the instigator, and the other was Prince Yongye who had learned Li Kezhou's methods before.
This result was completely within the expectations of Prince Yongye. Even his [Nine Heaven Tribulation Finger] could not do anything to this human boy, let alone the four white-bone sword demons who could not stand up to much.
Li Kezhou looked at the defeated man: "You were not too clean just now. Give you a moment to kill yourself! Otherwise, as you said just now, you will not be able to survive but die!"
"Human boy, how dare you! I am the leader of the Yin Bone Guards under the Skull Prison Lord. You have committed a capital crime by smashing my flying sword today. If you don't kowtow to apologize, you will definitely regret it."
Li Kezhou smiled slightly: "Regret? I won't regret it in the future. You won't have a chance to know, but you still have a chance to regret your ignorance just now!"
He reached out and grabbed it, and thousands of soul threads shot out from his palm.