Chapter 391
Long Zaiyuan shook his palm slightly, and made a decision in his heart.

"Brother Long, no matter what decision you make, I will support you. Even if it is... death, I will die with you, Brother Long, without complaint or regret." Yu Luoxue smiled sweetly.

"If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?" Long Zaiyuan smiled, and walked forward holding Yu Luoxue's hand, "This...Honorable One, I, Long Zaiyuan, would like to follow His Majesty into the Tomb of Martial Immortals without asking for any treasures." , I just hope that I can lead the way for His Holiness.”

Nangong Mo turned around quietly, and said calmly, "Do you know that once I go in, life and death are not up to me?"

"I know, but I still want to go in, even if it is to repay the kindness of His Holiness for refuting Linglong Fengzhan just now, and I also want to go in and have a look." Long Zaiyuan said seriously.

"In that case, then follow along and be careful." Nangong Mo walked forward quickly.

The corner of Long Zai Yuan's mouth curled up, as if... this venerable is not so cold and heartless.

The three of them walked for nearly two hours, but there was still an open space ahead, as if they were spinning in circles.

Nangong Mo kept furrowing his brows, and the sword intent covered him, Long Zaiyuan and Yu Luoxue all the time.

"Wait!" Nangong Mo waved his hand.

His eyes were fixed on the 'one' on the ground, which was left by him.

"Hahaha, that's it. First the world in the cave, and then the world within the world, the two ancestors of the martial immortals, great skills." Nangong Mo laughed.

This world is just a bunker, used to kill those who have evil intentions towards the Tomb of Wuxian. The real Tomb of Wuxian is in space.

The sword intent was condensed into a sword. Nangong Mo held the sword, injected with immortal power, and slashed forward with endless power.

rumbling~
The space suddenly shattered, and a virtual road appeared in the space.

Long Zaiyuan and Yu Luoxue looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. They never thought that the real Wuxian Tomb was opened like this.

"Trespassing on the tomb of the Martial Immortal! Die!" An incomparably majestic voice sounded.

A powerful martial arts will pressed towards Nangong Mo and the three of them.

"My lord, this is a martial arts will left behind by the Martial Ancestor. Originally, this will was dormant, but I didn't expect it to wake up now." Long Zaiyuan resisted the oppression of his will, and used his body to block the threat of Yu Luoxue. pressure.

"Martial arts will? Hehe, a mere will wants to suppress me, you think too much!" A different kind of will rises from Nangong Mo's body to fight against the martial arts will, but this will is not as good as martial arts. Will, the gap is a bit big.

"The will is not enough, what about the sword intent!" The killing sword intent and the arrogant sword intent erupted again, directly piercing through the martial arts will in one go.

Martial arts will gradually dissipate in the air.

Everyone in the audience was stunned except Nangong Mo.

"The will to martial arts... was actually broken." Long Zaiyuan stammered.

Linglong Feng Zhan in the formation was even more stunned.

He just wanted to take advantage of the awakening of the martial arts will to break through the formation, but the martial arts will be dissipated by that person not long after it appeared, which is too exaggerated.

"Let's go." Nangong Mo quickly walked into the space.

Long Zaiyuan also came back to his senses and hurriedly followed.

Entering the space, the entrance is a mountain gate.

Nangong Mo quickly walked into the mountain gate, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he came to an open space like a basement. There was nothing in the open space, only two crystal clear ice coffins hanging in the air.

Long Zaiyuan and Yu Luoxue behind him had long since disappeared.

Nangong Mo's handsome and demonic face was full of dignity. He felt a threat, which came from all directions, but it was not malicious towards him.

Slowly walked towards the two crystal clear ice coffins.

Nangong Mo took a closer look and saw that the ice coffin was empty and there was no one inside.

"In every era, a peerless genius is born to suppress an era, leading countless geniuses to be eclipsed. I didn't expect that the peerless genius of this era is a monster race." A majestic yet gentle voice moved forward behind him.

Nangong Mo tensed up and turned around instantly.

Standing behind him was a man, dressed in blue and white clothes, with a handsome and resolute face, and a pair of vicissitudes of eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the world.

"Martial Ancestor." Nangong Mo spit out two words lightly, but he relaxed. The unknown is the scariest thing, but what is known is not so scary.

"A born demon master." Martial Ancestor smiled slightly, his smile was full of majesty.

"I didn't expect that the legendary Martial Ancestor is still alive." Nangong Mo joked, with a faint supreme evil spirit permeating his body.

"Haha, no one has dared to talk to me like that for so many years, remember the last time was before I created martial arts." Martial Ancestor was not annoyed, but smiled instead.

"That's right, it's been a long time since no one has spoken like this, and I miss it." A crisp voice resounded beside Martial Ancestor.

A woman in white walked out slowly. The woman's face was unparalleled in the world, and there was an aura of innocence on her body.

"Xianzu! I really didn't expect that Xianzu is a woman, and no one knows that Martial Ancestor and Xianzu are husband and wife." Nangong Mo smiled.

Wu Zu shook his head, "It's not that no one knows, but those who know have already been obliterated by time."

"Years." Xianzu smiled coldly, as if he was feeling emotional, "Hey, Lao Duan, it seems that he has lived for a long time, but it is also tasteless."

"Pfft." Nangong Mo burst out laughing, always...

Wu Zu's handsome face turned red, "Ahem, Haitang, can you..."

"Why? Don't you like it?" Xianzu's beautiful eyes looked at Wuzu coldly.

"No, I like it very much." Martial Ancestor waved his hand quickly, he knew that if he said that he didn't like it, there would probably be troubles for several years.

"I came here to take advantage of the opportunity, well, the inheritance of the two of you." Nangong Mo smiled lightly.

"You are quite bold. You ask for our inheritance." Immortal Ancestor smiled slightly, "But I like bold people like you. I can leave my inheritance to you."

"Is it really okay to make such a hasty decision?" Martial Ancestor sighed softly, "My inheritance can also be handed over to you, as long as you can beat me."

Although they belong to the human race, since the peerless arrogance of the new era is the monster race, it proves that the way of heaven is caring for the monster race, and helping the monster race can also make the monster race owe a favor to the human race.

It is impossible for Martial Ancestor to think that the Dao of Heaven did not take care of Nangong Mo at all, and the trace of the Dao of Heaven on Nangong Mo's body was Li Wujian's sword intent of the Dao of Heaven.

"Okay, then let's do it." Nangong Mo didn't refuse. The Martial Ancestor was indeed very powerful, and he might even be at the peak of the Nine Ranks of Heavenly Immortals, but he might not be invincible.

"Since it is going to be so troublesome for the inheritance." Xianzu rolled his eyes and stepped aside. She also wanted to see the strength of the peerless arrogance of this era.

(End of this chapter)

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