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Chapter 3369: The existence inside the stone gate, the thoughts of the dark god, and the hunting ground

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

Emperor Qiu Long saw this and snorted coldly, not taking it seriously.

He directly sacrificed a magical weapon, which was a horn of a horned dragon.

It is the horn of the powerful ancestors of their horned dragon lineage. It contains mysterious power and can break through many strange things.

However, the Emperor Qiu Long urged him to move the horns of the dragon.

His expression suddenly changed!

The horned dragon horn seemed to be suppressed by the mottled stone gate, unable to exert its secret power!

Young Emperor Qiulong was stunned.

Immediately, something even more shocking happened.

From the mottled stone door.

Suddenly there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

A blurry black shadow emerged from it, extremely cold, and its eyes were blood-like and cold.

His entire face was distorted, and his facial features were more ferocious than any other Yaksha ghost.

As soon as this black shadow saw the Horned Dragon Emperor, it was like a hunter seeing its prey, and it immediately pounced on him!

"court death!"

Young Emperor Qiulong burst out with imperial power and took action to suppress it and left.

But what is shocking is.

That black shadow also burst out with vast imperial power!

Even though it is still not comparable to the real emperor, it is not much weaker.

If that's all, then maybe it's not too much.

But most importantly.

In the mottled portal, a second black shadow appeared again.

There is also a third way, a fourth way, a fifth way...

The mottled door seems to be the entrance to Jiuyou.

The black shadows within it spewed out like ghosts from hell, carrying a chilling murderous intent.

"That's... the great emperor's divine mind!"

Some monks couldn't help but exclaimed, even their words were trembling.

The only thought of God is the immortal obsession left by the powerful men above the Great Emperor.

Most of them are evil thoughts, the negative emotions of those who are strong in the Imperial Realm.

During his lifetime, a strong person in the imperial realm was able to suppress his negative emotions.

But after death, negative emotions may condense and turn into cruel and unbridled thoughts.

Whenever the thought of God appears, it will cause great turmoil and catastrophe.

The stronger a strong person was during his lifetime, the stronger his divine thoughts will be after his death.

At the moment, this divine thought appears from the mottled stone door.

Although it is not the kind of divine thought of the top most powerful person.

But at least they are negative emotional obsessions formed after the death of the great emperor.

If it's just one or two, then all the monks present can calmly suppress it.

But the problem is that there are too many dark thoughts coming out of the stone gate right now!

It is simply not something that the monks here can compete with.

Not to mention, the mottled stone door has weird properties and can suppress many secret treasures and ancient artifacts.

At this moment, the expressions of all the monks changed suddenly.

The blood seems to be frozen.

"Run away!"

Many monks panicked and hurriedly turned around and fled!

But it was at this moment that vast bloody formations emerged throughout the burial ground.

It covers all directions of the world, like a chain, imprisoning the entire burial ground.

The closer you get to the core of the Burial Ground, the stronger the sealing power becomes.

It can be said that in a short period of time, it will be absolutely difficult for anyone in the imperial realm to escape from this formation.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

"Is this a game? We are all set up!"

Some monks realize it later.

They seemed to be invisibly being slaughtered like pigs by the dark hands.

"Damn it!"

A roar exploded across the sky and earth.

That was Young Emperor Qiu Long, fighting with several gods.

The god's thoughts were like a pack of wolves, biting the Young Dragon Emperor.

His various protective magical weapons and secret treasures were suppressed by the mottled stone gate and could not function at all.

As for calling for help, it was impossible because they were isolated by the bloody formation.

In the end, everyone saw it.

The young horned dragon emperor looked like a prey that had been torn apart by hyenas, with his body torn into pieces.

Even his soul was bitten, devoured, and refined by the god's thoughts.

One of the nine dragons of the famous Ancestral Dragon Clan, a young emperor-level existence.

He actually fell into the burial ground like this.

This made the monks from all over the world panic even more, and they fled even more desperately.

The young Thunder Dragon Emperor's face was also shaken, and his figure retreated like thunder and lightning.

But those divine thoughts that emerged from the mottled stone door seemed to have a certain degree of instinct.

The goal is to target the existence with the most powerful cultivation level and soul energy and blood.

As for Jun Xiaoyao.

Not surprisingly, more than ten Taoist gods focused on Jun Xiaoyao.

You know, although these divine thoughts cannot be compared with the strength in life.

But it's not too different.

And because it is a gathering of negative emotions, it is even more cruel, and has an eroding and corrupting effect on the soul of the soul.

The dozen or so Taoist gods just thought and came directly to surround and kill Jun Xiaoyao.

It can be said that even if it were replaced by other ordinary young emperors, they might not be able to withstand it.

In such a chaotic situation.

The figure of the prince of the ancient Tianquan Dynasty was also wandering.

But it's worth noting.

If you keep staring at Prince Tianquan, you will find out.

There were wisps of black light flashing across his eyes.

Although his cultivation level is also at the Emperor level.

But those gods only thought about him, but seemed to ignore him, ignoring his existence.

Prince Tianquan looked secretly at Jun Xiaoyao.

I saw him being besieged by more than ten Taoist gods.

A sneer appeared on Prince Tianquan's lips.

But the next moment, the smile on his lips froze.

But when I saw Jun Xiaoyao, his body was shining with fairy light, and his chaotic energy was surging.

The center of his eyebrows seemed to be surrounded by fairy flowers, and a god was chanting sutras in it.

Driven by the power of the three-generation soul, it was like three gods sitting cross-legged in the depths of Jun Xiaoyao's sea of ​​consciousness.

It's better than those divine thoughts, let alone penetrating Jun Xiaoyao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Even getting close to him is difficult.

Jun Xiaoyao's soul is like three torches, extremely surging and blazing like the sun.

Those gods just wanted to get closer, like ice and snow meeting fire, with black smoke rising all over their bodies.

And Jun Xiaoyao even used the True Fire of Samadhi.

The true fire of Samadhi is also extremely lethal to the soul of the soul.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao who was completely unmoved and whose life was not in danger.

Prince Tianquan also had a cold look in his eyes.

His figure escaped quietly.

Although this divine thought poses no threat to Jun Xiaoyao at all.

But for the other monks here, it is absolutely fatal.

The Thunder Dragon Emperor also fell into a fight and finally died.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at this scene like a murderous purgatory, but his eyes were as calm as water.

"Koi, have you noticed?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"What?" Su Jinli asked.

"Although these gods seem to be killing without restraint and devouring souls, they seem to be controlled by others." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Xiaoyao, you mean that this game is actually to collect the power of the soul?"

"But, who wants to do this?" Su Jinli asked puzzledly.

"Ah……"

Jun Xiaoyao just smiled meaningfully.

Combined with the man he sensed just now.

He almost got it.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't interfere with anything.

The souls and souls of countless monks were devoured by divine thoughts.

Just when the entire burial ground fell into a purgatory-like scene.

The prince of the ancient Tianquan Dynasty went deep into a remote part of this burial place.

Now the entire burial place is like purgatory.

The monks from all sides had no time to escape, so naturally no one would go deep into this place.

However, in this seemingly inconspicuous and remote place.

But there is a desolate tomb, as if abandoned by time, silent for eternity.

What's even more shocking is.

Above this tomb, there is also a mottled stone gate.

Those gods only thought about the power of the souls they hunted and devoured.

There are also all kinds of qi, blood and life essence collected by the formation.

They all passed through the mottled stone door and gathered in this tomb.

At a certain moment, the tomb suddenly cracked open, and endless red light erupted from it.

An unimaginably vast soul power seems to be about to burst out.

But it did not explode, but condensed to the extreme.

From the tomb, a coffin suddenly emerged.

The coffin, black and red, was engraved with countless secret pattern totems, ancient mantras, mysterious and strange.

When he saw the coffin, Prince Tianquan's eyes showed an unprecedented look of enthusiasm and respect.

"My Lady the Emperor!"


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