After observing for a while, everyone left Tianyun Sect and headed to the Fantasy Sword Sect.

The strength of the Fantasy Sword Sect is similar to that of the Tianyun Sect, and there is also an ancestor of the first level of the Martial King in charge. The situation is similar to that of the Tianyun Sect.

All the ancestors from the sect, including the Wu King Realm, were missing, and even the body was not found.

The traces left on the scene are similar to those of Tianyun Sect.

Xu Chong and others frowned.

This situation is really strange.

"On the other side, there may be more than two powerful Martial Kings, so we must be careful!"

Xu Chong said in a deep voice, then looked at the bald man and asked, "Brother Wang, you have investigated for a few days, but what have you found?"

"I found out, of course, there is, and we have already guessed the other party's next goal to take action!"

The bald man smiled proudly.

"What? That's great!"

Xu Chong, Huang Jing and others were overjoyed.

"According to my speculation, within a few days, the other party's next target should be Black Lion Hall."

"The Black Lion Hall is a sect with similar strength to the Tianyun Sect and the Fantasy Sword Sect. There is only a master of the first level of the Martial King. We just need to wait for the other party to take action, and after the other party succeeds, we will follow, find the other party's nest and take them all in one fell swoop!"

The bald man's way.

"Brother Wang is such a good idea. Then do it without further ado. We set out immediately and ambush around the Black Lion Hall, waiting for the other party to take the bait!"

Xu Chongdao.

Immediately, a group of six people headed towards the Black Lion Hall.

The Black Lion Hall is in a huge mountain range. From a distance, the mountain range looks like a ferocious lion.

In the mountains, lion roars kept coming out, shaking for dozens of miles.

The six people found a hidden valley to hide in the Black Lion Mountains and waited quietly.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in a huge tree canopy, using the branches and leaves to hide his body, and at the same time restrained his breath, like a piece of dead tree.

Lu Ming left a trace of his mind to observe the surroundings, and most of his mind sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness, comprehending the artistic conception of thunder.

He didn't dare to get too close to the thunder cauldron, because the closer he got, although the stronger the artistic conception of thunder was, the greater the pressure he was under, which was very dangerous. If he did not do it well, he would destroy his mind and let his soul go away.

Just like that, the day passed and there was no movement.

The next day, there was no movement.

The next day, late at night.

Woo woo...

Suddenly, gusts of wind blew between the sky and the earth, and the cold was biting.

"Here you come!"

The bald man pointed to the sky and said excitedly, of course the voice was very low, only a few of them could hear it.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

In the distance, a dark cloud floated towards this side, and a black shadow appeared and a faint shadow appeared in the dark clouds.

"What is in the dark clouds? It's not like a figure!"

Huang Jingdao.

The dark clouds were very fast, and in the blink of an eye it reached the sky above the Black Lion Mountains.

Silent, if they had not had their high cultivation level, they would not have discovered it.

When we arrived above the Black Lion Mountains, the dark clouds finally dispersed, revealing the real objects inside.

"This is?"

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, and what emerged in the dark clouds were actually three coffins, three extremely huge coffins. Each coffin, at least a hundred meters long, was painted black, floating in the air, very cunning.

Swish!

The three coffins rushed towards the depths of the Black Lion Mountains with a squeak.

Soon after...

"Who?"

A roar of rage came from the Black Lion Mountains, and then a black lion as huge as a mountain range appeared in the air.

But the next moment, several black chains flew out, d through the void, circling and entangling the black lion, and several black shadows flashed out, but the next moment, they disappeared again.

Boom! Boom!…

There was a huge roar deep in the mountains, and the entire mountain range was shaking, as if there were peerless masters fighting.

But soon, the movement disappeared, the entire mountain range became silent, and even the roars of the monsters disappeared.

Swish! Swish!…

The next moment, three huge coffins broke out of the air, flew out of the Black Lion Mountains, and flew towards the north.

At this time, a noise came from the Black Lion Mountains.

"Master, Master, Master is gone!"

"Master, my master is gone!"

"The ancestor had a big battle with others and disappeared!"

…

There were waves of wailing in the Black Lion Mountains.

"Let's follow!"

Xu Chong's eyes flashed and he whispered.

Everyone nodded, soared into the sky, rushed into a cloud, covered their bodies with clouds, and chased towards the three coffins.

I went north and flew about 200,000 miles to enter a very desolate mountain.

This mountain is boundless and uninhabited, and there are not even many monsters.

Moreover, the more you go inside, the more desolate it becomes, even if it is dead silent.

On the earth, some white bones gradually appeared.

You can even see some broken weapons and armor.

"This place, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years ago, should have been a battlefield, full of y energy and evil spirits!"

The bald man frowned.

A wasteland appeared ahead, and the wasteland was filled with dark red mist, and the whimpering wind was blowing, which was extremely incredible.

Huh! Huh!

Three coffins flew directly into the wasteland and disappeared.

Everyone pondered for a moment and chased after him.

As soon as they entered, everyone shivered with excitement, because the wind in the wasteland was too cold, and with everyone's cultivation level, they could not resist for a while.

Everyone calmed their breath, held their breath and focused, without occupying the ground, flying in the wasteland, with their eyes fixed around them.

"Look at it, there are so many coffins!"

Huang Jing suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, his voice trembling a little.

Lu Ming looked around and saw rows of coffins in the wasteland. These coffins were about the same size as normal, pitch black and terrifying.

At first glance, there are less than a few hundred.

Everyone looked a little serious and continued to move forward.

Soon, I walked dozens of miles.

Along the way, everyone saw at least a few thousand coffins.

"What the hell is this? Is it a funeral?"

Huang Jing's face turned a little pale. After all, she was a woman. Although she was strong, she was afraid of these things after all.

"I guess it is a force that practices evil martial arts, and is entrenched here!"

The bald man’s way!

"Those warriors above the sects, whether they are dead or alive, have disappeared. It is extremely strange. In the eastern part of the Tianxuan Realm, I have never heard of any force that needs so many coffins to practice."

Xu Chongdao.

"Is that?"

At this moment, the face of the white-haired old man suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.

"Brother Zong, what did you think of?"

Xu Chong asked quickly.

"Tianzi Sect!"

The white-haired old man pondered for a while and spoke out three words very solemnly.

"What? Tianzi Sect?"

Xu Chong, the bald man, Huang Jing and others exclaimed in vain and their faces changed drastically.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.
Chapter completed!