God-slaughtering King

The eight elders held up their beards and continued, "don't worry too much! Fengmo mausoleum has a very special law. When you are on the verge of extinction, you will be automatically ejected from the mausoleum, but you will also lose the qualification to continue looking for opportunities."

"So magical?"

Nanmen Feng was very surprised that he could ensure his life without worry. Just because of this, Fengmo mausoleum is by no means comparable to ordinary secret places.

"Very good! There will be no worries at home."

The maple in the South Gate murmured to himself.

"No!"

The eighth elder shook his head and said in a deep voice, "the law of sealing the demon mausoleum also needs a moment to run. If there are anti heaven demons, they can bury the enemy before the law has responded, or very special means, such as shaking other people's spirits and spirits, and sucking blood and soul in yecha palace, these are likely to kill people immediately. Even the power of the law can't play a role."

The maple face in the south gate is meditative. You need absolute strength to ensure your life.

If a martial artist who has reached the advanced level of Dongtian and has demon qualification wants to hunt the talents in the early days of Dongtian, even the law of closing the demon mausoleum can not stop him.

But such a thing will not happen. After all, a genius who can cultivate to the realm of cave heaven will not have a little eyesight.

Nanmen Feng chatted with elder Duan and elder ba. Then he sat cross legged and began to practice.

The power of his cave is boundless, and there is basically no loss, but the power of Vientiane knife consumes too much, and there are only two pathetic channels in his body.

We must seize the time to derive the lost Vientiane sword strength. Only in this way can he protect himself.

Seeing this scene, many Tianjiao who want to take advantage of the weakness are standing on their backs and dare not act rashly.

"Master, eight elders and Cang elders, disciples take the first step, and you will wait for me to return at the zongmen!"

Nanmen Feng arched his hand at Duan Xiwen and others and said respectfully.

In the mouth of Lord mu, they all know that the opening time of the magic mausoleum is not fixed, but it will open for at least two months. Of course, it's another matter if someone kills it.

Hearing the speech, several people nodded slightly. Two months is indeed too long. If they stay here, wouldn't the sect be in disorder.

"Zi Rui, don't be reckless!"

Elder Duan told me again.

"I have several disciples!"

The maple in the South Gate smiled, and then his body suddenly worked hard, like a rainbow, and flew into the tombstone.

Before long, all 81 demons went to Fengmo mausoleum. No one wanted to miss this amazing opportunity.

After a while, the tombstone gradually became unreal and finally turned into Taoist aura and burned in the slaughtering city.

With the disappearance of the demons of shanhelu, the people of the major forces in the venue gradually became active, and the disturbing disputes continued to ring out.

For the birth of this Fengmo mausoleum, they are looking forward to who is the ultimate winner.

Moreover, there are many forces that have left one after another, and they don't want to stay here any more.

For a long time, there are only a thousand people left in the city of killing millions of people. They are basically the power families behind the demons of shanhelu. They want to stick to it for another two months.

All the people of Xianyue sect returned to the Soviet Union, glowing and proud.

In the super martial arts platform, many experts of the magic moon building still stay here.

"Landlord, as you can see, where are these people qualified to inherit?"

The person who spoke was the middle-aged man who supervised the whole competition for hegemony.

Hearing this, the Mu Louzhu's face changed constantly, then his eyes flashed a helpless color and said: "the northwest coast is not enough to see. The demons of the top places such as the limitless world, the nether world, the blazing world and the secret world are far more powerful than they can match."

……

Nanmenfeng came to the tombstone and fell into a trance for a moment.

Then, I felt the strong wind howling in my ears, and my body was falling straight down.

Shaoqing, Nanmen Maple stepped on the solid land under his feet, and his eyes flew across the fields. There was no one here except him.

"No directional assignment?"

Nanmen Maple looked at the desert in front of him and outlined a wicked smile at the corners of his mouth.

After feeling the aura of this place, Nanmen Maple was shocked. It was like dreaming back to ancient times. It was about to witness the era when immortals were raging and raised their hands to break the sky.

For a moment, the maple consciousness in the South Gate returned, and it was no longer so erratic. Therefore, it hurried to the East.

All here are deserts. There is no end at all. The strong wind of sand and dust is sweeping all over the sky. There are not even a few monsters.

The ground shook, and a monster tens of meters high rose from the ground in front, and his huge palm patted the maple at the south gate.

This monster is as high as three stars and five levels. It looks like an ape and a bear. The two sharp fangs in its mouth are very penetrating. It is golden all over and has a row of long barbs on its back.

Golden bimon!

Huang jinbimeng seemed to have a huge body, but he was extremely agile. He came to the South Gate maple in an instant, and his powerful palm fell from the sky.

"Hum! When I'm easy to bully?"

The maple in the South Gate snorted coldly, and his murderous spirit soared suddenly. He punched upstream and met the giant hand that covered the sky and blocked the sun.

The violent explosion sounded, and the gold flew backwards to 100 meters away from bimonton.

Kim bimon roared up to the sky and stepped on a heavy pace to attack and kill Nanmen maple.

"Huh?"

Nanmen Feng was slightly surprised. He really didn't use his full strength in the previous palm, but it's definitely not what the three-star five-level monster can compete with. It's really incredible that the golden bimon just stepped back a hundred meters and removed his strength.

"I see. The demon mausoleum has been sealed for many years. The demons here must be several times stronger than the outside world."

Nanmen Feng's mind turned and suddenly realized.

The aura here is much stronger than that of the outside world. In addition, its age can not be verified. It is not surprising that it can be so strong.

"It's time to bury you!"

Looking at the crazy attack of golden bimon, Nanmen Maple immediately took a knife and cut it off. A knife awn hundreds of meters long immediately tore golden bimon's head, and blood dripped relentlessly like pouring rain.

"Good thing!"

Feeling the energy in the blood, Nanmen Maple looked excited, the spirit killing body suddenly floated, and the unparalleled suction spread rapidly.

Now, his realm has been very stable after repeated fierce battles. It is no longer so complex and impure. It is OK to swallow some essence and spirit properly.

In fact, Nanmen Maple has a plan to break through the realm, but it's a pity that the whole body is empty, and the middle-grade Desha stone has already dried up.

The spirit killing body works, and the Qi, blood, energy, demon pill and spirit of demon crystal are all consumed, leaving only a huge animal skin.

Fengmo mausoleum is really extraordinary. This three-star five-level gold bimon contains very powerful energy.

After absorbing all the Qi, blood, energy and demon elixir, the realm of Nanmen Maple reached the peak of the early stage of Dongtian quadruple.

"Wonderful! If I hunt more monsters, my realm will be greatly improved."

The maple face in the south gate is greedy. The energy contained in the monsters here is very pure, which is by no means comparable to that of external monsters. It is simply his blessed land.

Find a direction and Nanmen Feng quickly leaves here.

Before long, five monsters were buried again, but their realm was three stars and four levels. After swallowing them, their cultivation successfully broke through to the middle of the four levels of Dongtian.

Hiss!

Suddenly, several miles away, a breath like thunder sounded.

Nanmen Maple picked his eyebrow and looked around. It was a monster like a python. Feeling the vast Demon power, it must have three stars and more than five levels.

Without stopping, Nanmen Maple flew ahead and came to a huge lake.

It is a huge python, about 100 meters long, silvery white, with dazzling light reflected by the scales around it, and a slender horn on the top of its head.

"Three star six steps; silver moon dragon dragon dragon dragon!"

Nanmen Feng immediately knew the variety of this monster. He once saw the portrait of Yinyue dragon Jiao in the classics of Xianyue sect.

These monsters are very rare. They are always silent and deep-water in the cold pool. They may not be found in the whole nanxuan region. I didn't expect to meet them here.

"Big tonic!"

The maple in the South Gate took a deep breath and suddenly opened to kill. A knife tore the sky, and the cold blade galloped towards the silver moon dragon Jiao.

Hiss!

The silver moon dragon Jiao spits out the snake letter son, and the wide giant tail flies violently. The last part of the Jiao tail is like a divine weapon sharp blade, indestructible, sweeping at the incoming blade.

The metal roared and the blade was broken. The silver moon dragon took off in the air and fell tens of meters away, stirring up towering waves.

"Very strong! This strength is not weaker than ordinary cave seven masters!"

Nanmen Feng was shocked, but no matter what, he would bury Yinyue Longjiao.

"Break it for me!"

"A bloodless weapon!"

The maple at the south gate cut off a thousand meter long blade across the world and died in a flash in front of the silver moon dragon Jiao.

The sound was deafening. When the fierce knife Munton split the head of the silver moon dragon Jiao, it slowly disappeared after more than ten meters.

The blood was like a spring, and the fire was in the air. Although the silver moon dragon Jiao was very strong, it was still not enough to see the maple in the south gate.

Hiss!

The painful wail of the silver moon dragon Jiao, the crazy vibration of the two halves of the head, and the powerful demon power dissipated rapidly. Even if it has strong vitality and can live for a moment, it will die soon.

"Heaven's treasure, very good!"

Suddenly, a rough word sounded in the rear.

Nanmen Feng looked at the past, but he was a young man in royal clothes, who was attacking at full speed.

The young man in royal guards has a soft complexion and no masculinity in his body. On the contrary, he is full of cold. He should be a person who indulges in excessive lust all the year round.

The young man in royal clothes was in a hurry. In a moment, he came to the lake and went straight towards the silver moon dragon.

"Not bad! The three-star six-stage silver moon dragon Jiao must have a very strong water essence in the demon crystal. It's just what I use!"

The young man in royal clothes nodded with satisfaction. His slender fingers swept away the emptiness, and the cold energy immediately tore the head of silver moon dragon Jiao.

The blood splashed and the meat was broken all over the sky. The silver moon dragon Jiao couldn't die anymore. His huge body was paralyzed on the ground.

Later, the young man in royal clothes walked slowly and wanted to capture the demon crystal in the air.

"Wait, take other people's things without paying much attention!"

Nanmen Feng shouted to stop him. The other party didn't take him seriously. Do you really think you're easy to bully?

Hearing this, the young man in royal clothes stopped, turned back, looked at the maple in the south gate, and the cold gradually rose. He said sternly, "the four mole ants in the cave are also worthy of talking to me? If you don't want to die, leave quickly."

The young people in royal guards are extremely arrogant and suddenly explode, threatening Nanmen maple.

He naturally knew the existence of Nanmen maple, but the four heavy boys in Dongtian, even in demons, did not threaten him at all.

Nanmen Maple frowned slightly, and his eyes showed a trace of killing intention. He was asking for death!

It is the later stage of Dongtian's quintuple to perceive the realm of the young man in royal clothes. Is this his arrogant capital!

But unfortunately, it's useless to yourself!