After observing for a while, everyone left Tianyun Sect and headed to Huanjian Sect.
The strength of the Huanjian Sect is similar to that of the Tianyun Sect. There is also an ancestor of the first level of Martial King sitting in charge, and the situation is similar to that of the Tianyun Sect.
Everyone from the sect to the Wuzong and above, including the Martial King Realm ancestor, have all disappeared, and not even their bodies have been found.
The traces left at the scene were similar to those of the Tianyun Sect.
Xu Zhong and others frowned.
This situation is really weird.
"The other party may have two or more powerful Martial Kings, so we have to be careful!"
Xu Zhong said in a deep voice, then looked at the bald man and asked: "Brother Wang, you have been investigating for a few days, but have you found anything?"
"Discovered, of course, and we have already guessed the opponent's next target!"
The bald man smiled proudly.
"What? This is great!"
Xu Chong, Huang Jing and others were overjoyed.
"According to my guess, within a few days, the opponent's next target should be Black Lion Hall."
"Black Lion Hall is a sect with similar strength to Tianyun Sect and Fantasy Sword Sect. There is only one master with the first level of Martial King in charge. We just have to wait and wait for the other side to take action. After the other side succeeds, we will follow and find the other side.
Let’s serve them all in one pot!”
The bald man said.
"Brother Wang is such a good idea, let's do it like this. Without further ado, we will set off immediately and lie in ambush around the Black Lion Hall, waiting for the other party to take the bait!"
Xu Zhongdao.
Immediately, a group of six people headed towards the Black Lion Hall.
Black Lion Hall is located in a huge mountain range. From a distance, the mountain range looks like a ferocious lion.
In the mountains, lion roars were heard constantly, shaking for dozens of miles.
The six of them found a hidden valley to hide in the Black Lion Mountains and waited quietly.
Lu Ming sat cross-legged in the crown of a huge tree, using the branches and leaves to hide his body and at the same time restrain his aura, like a dead tree.
Lu Ming left a trace of his mind to observe his surroundings, and most of his mind sank into the sea of consciousness, comprehending the artistic conception of thunder.
He did not dare to get too close to the thunder cauldron, because the closer he got, the stronger the thunderous conception would be, but the greater the pressure would be. It was very dangerous and might break his mind and make him lose his mind.
Just like that, a day passed without any movement.
The next day, there was no movement either.
The next day, late at night.
Woohoo…
Suddenly, gusts of wind blew between the sky and the earth, and it was bitingly cold.
"coming!"
The bald man pointed to the sky and said excitedly. Of course, his voice was very low, so only a few of them could hear it.
Everyone looked up to the sky.
In the distance, a group of dark clouds floated towards this side, and in the dark clouds, there was a black shadow looming.
"What's in the dark clouds? It doesn't look like a human figure!"
Huang Jing said.
That dark cloud moved very fast and reached the sky above the Black Lion Mountains in the blink of an eye.
It was so silent that none of them would have been able to detect it unless they were all highly cultivated.
Arriving over the Black Lion Mountains, the dark clouds finally dispersed, revealing the real thing inside.
"This is?"
Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and what emerged from the dark clouds were actually three coffins, three extremely huge coffins. Each coffin was at least a hundred meters long, dark, suspended in the air, and very eye-catching.
Whoosh!
With a swishing sound, the three coffins rushed towards the depths of the Black Lion Mountains.
Shortly after…
"who?"
A furious roar came from the Black Lion Mountains, and then a black lion as huge as a mountain appeared in the sky.
But the next moment, several dark iron chains flew out, pierced the void, and entangled the black lion. Several black shadows flashed out, but the next moment, they disappeared again.
Boom! Boom!…
Deep in the mountains, there was a huge roar, and the entire mountain range shook, as if there were peerless masters fighting.
But soon, the movement disappeared, the entire mountain range fell silent, and even the roars of the monsters disappeared.
Swish! Swish!…
The next moment, three huge coffins burst out of the air, flew out of the Black Lion Mountains, and flew towards the north.
At this time, there was a commotion in the Black Lion Mountains.
"Master, Master is missing!"
"Master, my master is also missing!"
"The ancestor had a battle with others and disappeared!"
…
Waves of wailing could be heard in the Black Lion Mountains.
"Let's go, let's follow!"
Xu Zhong's eyes flashed and he whispered.
Everyone nodded, soared into the sky, rushed into a cloud of mist, covered themselves with clouds, and chased after the three coffins.
Heading north, we flew about 200,000 miles and entered a very desolate mountain.
This vast mountain is boundless and uninhabited, and there aren't even many monsters.
Moreover, the further inside, the more desolate and even deathly silent it becomes.
On the ground, some white bones gradually appeared.
You can even see some broken weapons and armor.
"This place should have been a battlefield hundreds or even thousands of years ago, full of Yin and evil spirits!"
The bald man frowned.
Ahead, a wasteland appeared. The wasteland was filled with dark red mist, and the howling wind was blowing, making it extremely permeable.
Phew! Phew!
The three coffins flew directly into this wasteland and disappeared.
Everyone pondered for a moment and immediately chased after him.
As soon as they entered, everyone shivered because the wind in this wasteland was so cold that they couldn't withstand it for a while given their cultivation level.
Everyone restrained their breath, held their breath and concentrated, flying in the wasteland with their feet on the ground, looking around.
"Look, there are so many coffins!"
Huang Jing suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, her voice trembling.
Lu Ming looked around and saw rows of coffins lined up in the wasteland. These coffins were about the same size as normal ones. They were pitch black and eerie.
At a glance, there are no fewer than hundreds of them.
Everyone looked a little solemn and continued to move forward.
Soon, we had traveled dozens of miles.
Along the way, everyone saw coffins, at least thousands of them.
"What the hell is this place? Is it a burial ground?"
Huang Jing's face turned a little pale. She was a woman after all. Although she was powerful, she had to be afraid of these things.
"It is estimated that a force practicing evil martial arts is entrenched here!"
The bald man said!
"Those warriors above the martial sect of several sects, whether dead or alive, have all disappeared. It is extremely strange. In the eastern part of the Tianxuan Territory, I have not heard of any force that needs so many coffins for cultivation."
Xu Zhongdao.
"Could it be?"
At this time, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.
"Brother Zong, what did you think of?"
Xu Zhong asked quickly.
"Heavenly Corpse Sect!"
The white-haired old man pondered for a long time, then said three words very solemnly.
"What? Heavenly Corpse Sect?"
Xu Zhong, the bald man, Huang Jing and others exclaimed in surprise, their faces changing horribly.
Lu Ming's eyes flashed.
Chapter 20 has been updated. Xiao Mu wishes everyone a happy National Day and all the best.