Huo Tan of the ancient clan and Wang Teng of the ancient royal family escaped from it one after another. As for the moon god Yang Liming's body, he did not succeed.

It seems like it is unfortunately falling in it.

However, in fact.

It was just that under the command of Yang Limin's body, he pretended to retreat and was knocked into the bottom of the sinkhole and disappeared.

In fact, they were temporarily hiding, preparing to wait for the next batch of cannon fodder to come in.

At this moment, in the outside area.

Huo Tan looked back, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came to his senses.

But then, he saw two familiar figures floating in the air not far away, staring at himself.

"What have you gained from Huo Tan?" One of the old saints of the ancient clan was covered with gorgeous divine light, making other practitioners unable to see it in detail. There was a divine plate behind his head, as bright as a sun god ring.

His words were majestic and there was no slight emotional fluctuation, even when facing Huo Tan, who was also the king of ancestors.

There is a momentum that is high above and looks down at the common people.

Although Huo Tan was extremely dissatisfied when he heard the other party's words and tone, he did not dare to contradict him. He had just achieved the throne of holy positions, which was indeed far behind these older ancient saints.

Thoughts were flying in my mind, but the words spoken were responding seriously.

"The fairy light flows below, and the traces of the Tao are everywhere, so it is difficult for me to go deeper."

Another old ancient saint glanced at Huo Tan, and did not say anything directly, but took a straight step to the abyss.

A gap was cracked between his eyebrows, and a divine light shot out, shining into the bottomless Abyss Emperor's Tomb.

However, a long time has passed.

This old ancient saint of the ancient clan frowned slightly because he could sense nothing and felt nothing.

"The ancient emperors, their ancient tombs have exact locations, not here. This must be the tomb of a human emperor. I didn't expect that even this saint could not see through some traces of it!"

"I'll wait and see if I can't destroy the ancient tomb, I can protect myself." Another senior ancient saint continued.

"Okay, if there is an imperial treasure, it will help us achieve enlightenment and hope to embark on the path of the Great Sage!"

The words say this.

These two older saints and Huo Tan all looked at the half-saint Wang Teng not far away, and did not regard him as a half-saint.

Instead, he treats him as an ordinary saint.

"Wang Teng, are you willing to continue to wait with me and join forces to find out?" Huo Tan asked.

Another old saint had no expression on his face, his eyes were calm, and he had an unrestrained tone. He opened his mouth and ordered casually: "Since you have gone down once, you must have some understanding of this place."

"Next, let's continue to go with me and explore the treasure."

Although the words are plain and ordinary.

But that arrogant tone made Wang Teng himself very clear that there was no possibility of violating rejection.

Unless he is willing to use the powerful power of the ancient talisman of the treasure of the ancient talisman to force and coerce the other party.

However, Wang Teng did not do this, and he was also a little moved by the precious treasures there.

No one will dislike the many treasures he has.

"Okay, then let's go." Wang Teng's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly and responded.

Then a flash of light flashed, and the four of them disappeared here together, sank into the abyss and sinkhole, and wanted to join forces to explore the tomb of the mysterious emperor.

"Boom..."

Just then.

The big tomb collapsed violently again, and the sinkhole expanded several times.

The fairy clouds gushed, and the colorful mist filled the sky.

The speed of the big tomb collapse has increased. The high ground is crisscrossed and densely packed, with deep and large cracks everywhere, and rocks penetrate the clouds, becoming a dilapidated place.

"Nine Heavens Divine Jade Series: The Blu Luo Divine Jade!"

Suddenly, a practitioner present exclaimed in surprise.

When an ancient tribe half-saint heard this, he looked at his eyes and looked surprised. He quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of emerald green divine jade the size of a baby's fist.

A soft light shines on the surface of the divine jade.

The light was filled with colors, and his fingers were almost transparent.

"Mutton fat jade iron!" A leader of the human race raised his hand and grabbed a piece of divine iron as big as a fist. It was white and flawless and shiny.

The underground was exploding, and the huge rocks rushed upwards, bringing some precious magical materials, which made many practitioners present jealous.

There are countless treasures inside this tomb of the Emperor.

"What are you waiting for? Everyone is trying to find a way to seize treasures..." Duan De, the unscrupulous Taoist priest who changed his body and breath, suddenly shouted, secretly inciting many practitioners present.

He wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get in and grab the rare treasures.

otherwise.

He really couldn't deal with the three ancestor kings of the ancient clan and a half-saint who was comparable to the ancestor king.

But if so many practitioners go in together, they will be difficult to find out.

"With the aura of the ancient emperor, we can't do anything when we go in. If we take risks, we may die." Someone said discouraged.

"It's okay, every time the fairy clouds gushed through it, there is a period of silence. We can just act in a safe area and grab divine materials, not deep into the depths of the imperial tomb."

People die for money, and birds die for food.

The appearance of precious treasures such as mutton fat jade and iron, the blue-row divine jade has made the half-saint unable to sit still, let alone other practitioners.

They were all a little jealous and moved.

Half an hour later.

The immortal light disappeared again, and a group of practitioners immediately rushed towards the tenfold expansion of the sinkhole and jumped in.

Even if the soul is instinctively trembling, it still cannot stop the temptation of the treasure.

For a moment.

Magic weapons are flying all over the sky, with various secret weapons present, and monks use them to protect themselves and enter the big tomb.

In addition, there are more powerful holy tools that fluctuate, making tsunami-like roars. This is the most powerful force standing in the clouds that is moving to forcefully enter.

A large number of monks appeared in the ancient tribe, humans, and demon tribes, and they all went into the abyss.

The ancient tomb of a great emperor touched the hearts of every practitioner.

"The time is almost over, and I should act. If you don't go, you may be taken first." Duan De said to himself silently with an excited smile on his face.

Then, he moved in secret and changed positions, quickly came to the near the backhand he had arranged before, sank into it, and entered into a secret passage.

Through the underground dark veins, you can directly reach the tomb of the Emperor below the abyss.

"There is boiling above and it's a fight."

After entering the sinkhole, look up.

You can see various magic weapons colliding violently, like meteorites flying from the sky, intertwining into a brilliant light of great destruction.

"It's raining, no, this is blood, humans, and ancients...!"

Duan De raised his head and touched the wet marks on his face. Blood rain fell from above, and corpses fell from time to time, and even broken magic weapons exploded.
Chapter completed!