Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

"The old man in front of me is from the Sky Lanzong." Ba Tian said lightly, "I am afraid that all the forces of the Four Continents are here this time. The masters are not interested in this place, but these guys are cheaper."

Chu Qianye stared at the golden puppet, very curious in his heart, which saint's mausoleum was actually used to guard it here, so what was buried in this mausoleum?

This is where Chu Qianye is more curious.

The nine stone pillars, like a giant dragon, exudes a decent aura. The moonlight falls on its inscribed scales, brilliant and radiant. The feeling of coldness, although there is no aura, makes people feel like they have been in a thousand years. In the ice cellar, it was extremely cold.

These nine stone pillars resembling giant dragons were all covered with black iron cables with a thick bowl mouth, and in the direction of the extension of the black iron cables, a bronze coffin of thirty meters long was quietly suspended.

The black light radiated from here. The moonlight hadn't been shining clearly before, and now the puppet was swept out, everyone could finally see the appearance of the bronze coffin.

After thousands of hard work, the iron rope is thick, long and strong, and there is still a little black light on it, which makes the iron rope look as cold as the cast dragon.

And the suspended bronze coffin is simple and unpretentious, and there are still ancient inscriptions on it, full of endless vicissitudes of life, which makes the scene in front of us full of incomparable shock.

Kowloon is connected to the coffin!

"The entrance to the tomb of the saints!"

Someone spoke.

Chu Qianye's face also showed a touch of movement.

"It's a powerful method." Ba Tian said in surprise. Although he had seen similar methods, the entrance to a wormhole in the bronze coffin was not often found. He looked at the scene in front of him. Full of shock.

This Nine Dragon chain is connected to the bronze coffin and it is so spectacular, isn't it even more shocking in the tomb?

"It looks like this should be the entrance." Zhang Tianqi said.

At this moment, there is also a lot of breath coming out of the mountains.

They all understand that this is the best time to enter the tomb. If it is missed, the **** pattern formation will be stronger, and it will be impossible to enter by then.

The moonlight pouring softly, falling on the coffin attached to the Nine Dragon Pillars, and the surrounding breath seemed to gradually converge. Around this mountain range, there are some auras dormant, although it is very concealed, but it can't hide from Chu Qianye's keen perception.

It seems that some people have other ideas.

"I am afraid that going to the tomb will cause a **** storm," Chu Qianye said lightly.

Ba Tian nodded slightly.

Killing some people before entering is naturally an excellent thing. After all, one less opponent means one less opponent. The tomb of the saint is bound to be quite extraordinary.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder resounded from far and near where everyone was.

The coercion of this thunder is extremely terrifying.

In the void, black clouds gathered, covering half of the sky completely, and a breath of wind and rain was about to come to the mountains and buildings, and it whizzed in time.

"You don't have to hide it. If you want to take advantage, the old man will retreat from then on and let the Nine Dragon God Pattern erupt, and then you will never want to go in." The old man of Tianlanzong smiled lightly.

As he spoke, his figure had already exited the scope of the puppet attack.

The others who were still on the sidelines finally couldn't hold back, and rushed out of the hills one after another.

"Haha, Chang Changfeng, who opens the monument with both palms, is afraid of being taken advantage of by others?"

Another figure swept out, the figure was as thin as firewood, and it was already in front of the puppet in three or two steps.

"Meteor rushes to the moon, Foil Shadow." Ba Tian said, "Tiansha Sect."

After the figure, countless figures emerged one after another, a total of eight people, each of them exploded with a terrifying breath.

"Xiaoyaozi, Gai Yiming, Ke Zhenya, Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren, Wang Chongyang, are you ashamed to hide your head and tail?" Hua Jianying coldly snorted.

When the words were over, the heads were shaking, and some figures swept out one after another, and the sudden crowd made Chu Qianye take a deep breath.

"The people from the Four Continents are here," Ba Tian said, "It seems that many people are thinking about the tomb of the saint."

The violent energy filled the world.

"Shoot!" All the powerhouses took action one after another and joined forces to kill the puppets. So many people started to attack the ten puppets at the same time. Those puppets had not yet had time to react. A monstrous force formed the power of destruction, madly blasting. Hit every puppet.

Seeing the puppets fall down, Chu Qianye shook his head with a wry smile.

"Violence of heaven and things." He smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, in front of these guys, this is not a treasure, and the thunder is getting closer and closer here. If it is absorbed by the Nine Dragon Pillars, the Nine Dragons Imperial God Pattern will explode and it will be difficult to enter the tomb. "It's time." Ba Tian said lightly, "We should also leave."

The Nine Dragon Stone Pillars connected by the coffin were unusually strong, and the **** patterns around them suddenly shone. The black lacquered chain, because of the power of thunder, exudes the light of silver sparkle, and the shocking energy that makes the heart beat wildly.

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"Hurry up!" Chu Qianye said.

At the same time, everyone was rushing out like lightning, and some figures were beheaded in mid-air, and the blood mist spread out.

"what!"

"dead!"

"kill!"

In this world, everyone's eyes were red, staring at the black hole formed by the coffin, and rushing forward madly.

Chu Qianye's face was gloomy, and with a wave of his palm, the puppets suddenly swept out and surrounded their bodies.

With the help of the puppet, Chu Qianye and others rushed to the black hole of the coffin.

"Crack."

On the simple and unpretentious coffin, those silent inscriptions suddenly shined, and this kind of shine was from weak to strong. The radiance exploded.

Everyone felt this violent energy, their expressions changed drastically, and everyone unconsciously looked towards the four peaks, and the nine dragon stone pillars, at this moment, were also full of silver light, sacred and inviolable!

The black lacquered iron cord, violently trembling, seemed to have something terrible, which was about to be born here.

"Roar!"

The phantom of Kowloon surging out, completely shrouded the entire mountain peak, those who had not had time to enter the wormhole of the space, were bombarded and killed, all of them blocked outside.

As soon as Chu Qianye and the others stepped into the black hole with their front feet, the power of thunder descended on their back feet, and the Nine Dragons Imperial God Pattern suddenly rose to its strongest.

There was nothingness all around, Chu Qianye and others knew that they had entered the space wormhole.

"Go fast, lest you suffer from an energy storm." Chu Qianye stared at the wormhole and said in a deep voice.

After the words were over, the figure suddenly swept forward, and Ba Tian and others followed.