Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

"Look! Chongbao is born!"

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and grab it!"

However, no one dared to step forward to test after a rustling mess.

"Aren't you going to grab it? Why don't you move?"

"That is to say, the few people over there didn't make a move. I'll go up and seek death, hahaha..."

The cultivator who was booing before laughed dryly, then looked up in the direction where Mozong and his party were.

At this time, Mo Longzi was also staring at the light cluster traveling at high speed in the air.

One can vaguely see that it is a Human Cauldron.

The old man beside Mo Longzi stepped forward and said:

"Young master, do you want this old slave to go up and take it down for you?"

Molongzi shook his head.

"The treasures in this Immortal Tomb are not guaranteed to anyone with a high Cultivation Base, let alone you have other tasks."

Then, Mo Longzi looked down at the people below with disdain.

With a sneer, he said:

"Black Guardian!"

"exist!"

"You led everyone in the Demon Sect to see the powerful elders of the older generation, such as the Heavenly Sword Sect. As for the other younger generations, there is no one worthy of my Demon Dragon Son To put in one's eyes."

After all, he turned into a black streamer and rushed into the sky.

One or several figures from the Tianjianzong, Xuanmingzong, Tiandaomen, Tianspirit Lord Dynasty and other factions below also soared into the sky.

Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment, then whispered something to an old man dressed as an Elder beside him, and then flew up into the sky.

As for other weaker Sect and Dynasty forces, they are still standing still.

It's not that they don't want to rob, but they know it well.

That Human Cauldron was a benefit they could not get with their lives, and they might end up making themselves an enemy they couldn't afford.

Therefore, these people still focused their attention on the Immortal Tomb that had just been opened.

According to the information given by the Lost City, every time the Immortal Tomb is opened, after the strongest treasure is born, there must be other relatively weak treasures accompanying it.

Sure enough, when the fierce confrontation between the group of young masters above the sky began, a faint light began to flicker at the opening of the fairy tomb's black hole.

"Whoosh"!

"Whizzing"!

Several light clusters rushed out one after another.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again.

The first to react was a group of unaffiliated Rogue Cultivators, each of whom was eager to try a two-way battle, and their eyes were about to glow green.

Although they are unable to compete for the strongest, they will not let go of any chance to become stronger.

"Come on, brothers, the soup is here!"

I don't know who yelled, and the atmosphere exploded on the spot.

The black crowd rushed forward.

"Get out of the way for Daddy, that big knife is reserved for Daddy!"

"Which green onion are you? You still have a reservation. Do you think you are the young master of the Demon Sect or the sword son of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"That's right, whoever grabs it counts!"

Compared with the cautious temptations of the Tianjiao of various Sects above the sky, the group of cultivators drinking soup below are even more chaotic.

Almost everyone who approaches the light group will be the first to receive several attacks.

But even so, the cultivators who came up to fight for it still went on and on.

On the side of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Linger pondered for a moment, gritted her silver teeth and said:

"Old Meng, I also want to go up and fight for it. I want to let my father know that I, Zhou Linger, are not weaker than others."

Seeing how determined his princess was, Mr. Meng sighed and said:

"His Royal Highness, please be careful. I can only watch from the sidelines in this chaotic situation."

Zhou Ling'er nodded, and without hesitation, turned around and charged forward in a stream of light.

"What's waiting is for you to go up and shoot."

In the camp of the Great Jin Dynasty, the horny Jin Hong smiled sinisterly.

"When I capture you, won't I be able to do whatever I want?"

"Golden Puppet Guard!"

Two golden figures took a step forward.

"Show me that old lady of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and rushed into the battle circle, chasing Zhou Linger straight away.

"not good!"

Old Meng naturally noticed Jin Hong's little move just now, he shouted and was about to step forward to stop Jin Hong.

But at this time, two golden figures came to her first, blocking his way.

"Go away!"

Boss Meng yelled, and then slapped out angrily.

The two golden puppet guards were also not to be outdone, and two golden fist shadows immediately counterattacked.

Fist and palm met each other, and a terrifying air wave quickly swept away, almost blowing away all the cultivators who were snatching treasures in the arena.

"I'll go, why did the Sect elders fight so early this time?"

"Then who knows, maybe the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet each other, or who wouldn't want to retain more strength in such a chaotic situation."

Zhou Ling'er, who had just rushed into the battle circle, felt the familiar wave of breath coming from behind her, she turned her head suddenly, and was instantly shocked.

She really didn't expect that Jin Hong would not give up.

"Zhou Linger, are you surprised or not? You didn't expect me to be so persistent."

With a sneer on his face, Jin Hong slowly floated in front of Zhou Linger.

"Xuantian Sect, Jiang Ming can't get away now, now I want to see who can keep you!"

After finishing speaking, with a loud shout, the whole body was shaken by a golden light.

The brand new clothes on his body were instantly torn apart.

Then, Jin Hong even hooked his fingers, with an indescribable obscenity on his face.

"Come on, Ling'er, let's fight hand to hand, hehe."

Zhou Linger suddenly felt a chill, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

"Shameless!"

Immediately, he slapped out a palm, and a ray of Spiritual Qi brilliance went straight to Jin Hong.

But Jin Hong didn't dodge or dodge, letting the Spirit Power chain attack him.

There was a crisp sound of "Dang".

That Jin Hong actually just retreated half step in the air.

"Zhou Ling'er, last time the prince was careless, and that kid took advantage of him. If that kid didn't die, I would definitely let him have a taste of my prince's power!"

Zhou Ling'er was not discouraged when she saw that the blow didn't work, and made several palm prints one after another, approaching Jin Hong directly.

Jin Hong still looked contemptuously, and casually puffed out his chest.

The palm print is here.

"when"

"when"

"when"

"what"! ! !

I saw that Jin Hong was clutching his forehead, curled up into a ball in mid-air.

Shaking and sweating profusely.

One of Zhou Linger's palm prints hit the horn on Jin Hong's forehead just now.

Jin Hong's face was ferocious, and fierce words were bitten out of his white teeth.

"Damn boy, if you are still alive, this prince will definitely peel your skin, flesh and bones to thank me for the hatred on my forehead!"

However, at this moment, a voice came down from above.

"You guys dare to bully Ling'er, give me a blow!"

Jin Hong raised his head upon hearing the sound, only to see that familiar iron rod expanding rapidly in his pupils.

"when!"

"what"! ! ! !