"Okay, don't complain so much. I think the people from the Rakshasa Sect have arrived." Xiao Xuan looked at the void in the distance and said softly.

As soon as Xiao Xuan's voice fell, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded above the void

"Gaga, old monster Xiao Xuan, it's been a long time since we saw each other, so don't be fine."

When many people heard this voice, they couldn't help but look surprised on their faces. In the sight of everyone, there was a black gas, and the space there was constantly rushing out.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and holding a shaking fan in his hand, emitting waves of yin energy all over his body. His age was similar to that of a ghost hand, glanced around his eyes and a strange smile appeared on his mouth. The smile made people feel very uncomfortable.

When Wang Chen saw this person, he felt inexplicably nervous and his pupils couldn't help but shrink, as if he was staring at him by a poisonous snake.

"Haha, ghost disciple, it's been a long time since I left the eye of Gangfeng last time, I never heard of you again. I wonder if it's going to be good recently?" Xiao Xuan laughed, as if he had seen an old friend.

When the ghost disciple heard Xiao Xuan's words, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and a faint smile was still hanging on his face, holding a feather fan and shaking it gently.

Wang Chen's eyes swept to the ghost sweeper, a man who was also wearing a black robe but was wrapped in a hat on his body, and was still motionless.

Ghost Hand

Wang Chen's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently.

This guy almost killed himself since he was in the desert last time. If it weren't for Xiao Xuan's reason, I'm afraid he would have really fallen into this guy's hands at that time.

Since that incident, Wang Chen has been thinking about the strength gap between himself and the Ghost Hand. If he really wants to fight hard, how much is his chance of winning. If he had not used the Taixu Dragon Seal, he would have a chance of winning.

The strength of this guy Ghost Hand is really too strong. The third level of Tongtian cultivation puts him very heavy pressure, just like a huge rock pressing on his heart. I used to think that Zhou Jin and Gu Wanhe were very strong, but now when I met Ghost Hand and Ghost disciples, Wang Chen felt that the gap in strength was so far away.

Wang Chen seemed to feel the horror and gloom that emanated from the black robe of the ghost hand, as well as the cruelty that seemed to have some enlightenment. From under the black robe, he stared at Wang Chen tightly, which made Wang Chen feel chilling.

At this moment, a hissing sound occurred in the distant sky, and an old white robe appeared slightly.

"Haha, it's so lively here, so many old friends are chatting here."

A man was wearing a white robe and a pair of white beards moved gently, his mouth opened slightly, and a sound gently floated out of his mouth. A cute smile appeared on the wrinkled face.

Those who don’t know think this is a kind old man, but those who know him would not think so. Because this is not an ordinary old man, but Duan Wuya, one of the three giants in the Tianwu Continent.

When everyone saw the old man's appearance, a look of fear appeared on their faces.

"Oh, has Old Man Duan come out too?" The ghost disciple smiled slightly and raised his head gently.

Duan Wuya did not reply, but looked at Xiao Xuan quietly. Xiao Xuan was naturally also looking at the other party. Feeling the aura on Duan Wuya's body, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but frowned slightly.

There is no doubt that this Jue Wuya's cultivation level is like himself, and he is the fifth level of Tongtian cultivation. What troubles him the most is the wisdom of this old fox.

Compared with the ghost disciple, Xiao Xuan was even more afraid of Duan Wuya, because this old guy was always calm and no one knew what his trump card was. He remembered the last incident very clearly. If it weren't for the eye of the gale, then their Black Wind Sect would probably be unable to escape the death disaster.

Feeling Duan Wuya's eyes, the ghost disciple's eyes could not help but narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself that these two guys are still as angry as ever. Hehe, this time I want to see if your trump card is really as exciting as before. Demonic devouring will definitely bring a stunning feeling to these guys.

"Duan Wuya, I thought you were dead." Xiao Xuan smiled softly and said viciously.

Hearing Xiao Xuan's words, Duan Wuya was not angry, and the smile on his face was still calm, and he was not surprised by the praise and disgrace.

"You are not dead, how could I leave so quickly?" Duan Wuya said softly.

Wang Chen looked at these people quarrel, but his eyes carefully observed the surroundings. In the middle of the nine pillars, an altar-like thing was ordinary, but Wang Chen looked at the altar carefully and found that it was so similar.

Where have you seen it?

Wang Chen kept thinking in his heart that in his mind, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

Dragon Bones Water Pond

A ray of light suddenly burst out from Wang Chen's eyes.

In this way, are there ancient bans on this altar? If there is a ban, can you use it yourself? If it can be used, it will play a huge role.

There are already many unknowns in the ghost hands. If monsters like ghost disciples are added, it will be very dangerous if they don’t cause any trouble for them.

"Old Ba, Xiao Jiu?"

Wang Chen called out a few times in his heart, but there was no echo. Wang Chen shook his head helplessly. It seemed that these two guys would probably not help him.

This should be the entrance to the ancient tomb. When the ancient tomb is opened, it should be like a dragon bone pool. If you can find the time difference, then find the right time and enter the ancient tomb, you may also have some things to do.

However, if this pioneer does it himself, the risk factor is too high.

If you can't handle it well, you're very likely to be killed. People like the Ghost Spear can be seen as not being a good person.

However, I don’t want to do something that I’m waiting for death.

Alas, it seems that I'd better wait.

Wang Chen's eyes swept towards Shui Yunpiao, but he saw that the other party's eyes were also staring at the altar. It seemed that this guy had some thoughts about that place.

"Hehe, I almost ignored an old friend." The ghost disciple's eyes were very sharp, and he suddenly saw Shui Yunpiao.

Everyone looked at the ghost disciple's eyes, but saw Shui Yunpiao. Even Duan Wuya was slightly stunned. After seeing Shui Yunpiao's face, he suddenly realized his face.

"Water clouds float." Duan Wuya's mouth sniffed a light sound.

"You guys keep going, don't worry about me." Shui Yunpiao shook his head indifferently and said.

"Haha, I still have the same temper as before." The ghost disciple's voice resounded like a muffled thunder.

"Boom"

At this moment, a muffled thunder echoed in vain in the sky. The thunder sounds seemed to come from the underground, and seemed to be coming from the sky, and the ground was slightly vibrated.

Just when everyone was puzzled, a ray of lightning suddenly dropped from the sky. The thunder and lightning were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye it struck the middle of the altar.

"Click."

The void seemed to be distorted and illusory because it could not withstand the power of lightning. There was a fault in that space, and the energy of nothingness suddenly flew out from the fault.

"roar"

Above that area, the dragon roars and nine-colored light columns burst out from the altar.

The dazzling light, which has not dissipated for a long time, continued to linger on the altar. Nine beams of light of different colors were slightly highlighted, and countless different runes suddenly burst out from it.

The moment the rune disappeared into the light column, a rolling vibration came from the ground, making everyone feel a little unsteady in their feet, and the qi and blood in their bodies boiled.

When the nine colors were about to disappear, a dragon roar suddenly resounded and rolled in everyone's ears, making people a little surprised.

Looking at the familiar totem, the blood in Wang Chen's body instantly boiled. This is the dragon. Although he could feel the huge pressure from such a distance.

The breath was so ancient and desolate. Wang Chen felt that in front of him, he was suddenly wearing a golden dragon armor. Under his feet, nine dragons were constantly boiling, lingering in the sky. In the distance, there were continuous skeletons.

This dragon roar made all the blood in Wang Chen's body roll and boil, and there was a burning illusion, which made Wang Chen feel uncontrollably excited. Within the tendons and veins, the dragon blood of thousands of horses was boiling, making Wang Chen's heart burst out.

Wang Chen's limbs and bones, the light red dragon blood, slowly melted into his body, and the flowing blood vessels were about to burst out.

In Wang Chen's body, he seemed to have endless power.

"Boom boom boom"

The vibrating sound roared at the edge of the sky.

The location of the altar was vibrating even more and more intensely, and around the altar, the floating secret texts retreated like tides, and disappeared in vain in the blink of an eye.

Wang Chen's eyes stared at the location of the altar. This change seemed so familiar. He had encountered such a thing in the Dragon Bone Water Pond.

"Click."

At this moment, in the middle of the altar, the light flowed, and an ancient prehistoric aura suddenly rushed out from that position like a flood.

A strong light suddenly erupted from the altar, and the rumbling sound stopped in vain. In the middle of the altar, a force seemed to push the altar to both sides, and a huge hole in the ancient tomb suddenly opened up.

Countless eyes stared at that position...
Chapter completed!