Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The northwest is a barren land, which can not be used for cultivation, but it is an excellent tomb treasure.

Surrounded by three mountains and facing the East, it just absorbs the Yang attribute energy between heaven and earth and steps on the river. The river represents the Yin attribute in the tomb and absorbs the earth energy.

Yin and Yang converge. As a tomb, this is a very good choice. However, ordinary martial artists can't bear such a treasure land after death. If they absorb too much energy from heaven and earth, they will become slaves and become corpse slaves.

"No matter who the tomb owner is, he dares to be buried in such a place. It's no wonder he has attracted so many strong people."

At the thought of this place, Ye Feng rubbed his hands with some surprise. Shenwu nationalities have always attached great importance to some ancient tombs and will never allow other foreigners to touch them. But at present, this tomb is a place without owners, and I don't know which ancient strong people are buried in it.

At present, experts from all ethnic groups gather and fight with each other.

Ye Feng did not act rashly. The strong of all ethnic groups gathered here. They should have known the existence of this tomb long before them, and did not hesitate to risk provoking war.

Moreover, the tomb was born, which fluctuated greatly, and the scattered energy was transmitted hundreds of miles, which made people feel incomparable palpitations.

"Hmm? What's that?"

Ye Feng, frowning, is still observing. He has found several black objects in a piece of sinking and floating volcanic magma.

It was the remains of some demon families. One of the bodies, ox head and snake, was already dry, but it was not burned by the magma.

There is also a Luan bird with huge wings, but even the feathers on it are still there, ignoring the burning of the high temperature.

Ye Feng's surprise and curiosity became more and more intense. Even if the strong man in the king's territory fell, his flesh will gradually corrupt after hundreds of years. What kind of existence can be roasted by the volcano for a long time?

Unless

These fallen demon families have holy land cultivation accomplishments, so that they can not be damaged for thousands of years.

"I've seen ghosts. If those demon corpses are all holy land cultivation, who is the shelter of this ancient temple in the volcano?"

Ye Feng was surprised secretly. He just thought it was too incredible.

After about half an hour, the previous violent fluctuation finally subsided, the gray and black dust between heaven and earth faded, and the vitality fluctuation gradually subsided.

"Does anyone know what happened?"

"Different acupoints are born, and different treasures are born..."

"If you walk, you will get what you have no owner. If you fall behind, there will be no residue left."

“……”

In the space covered by the black fog, figures kept coming out. They looked at their heads with an excited heart. When they saw the ancient buildings suspended in the fire, many people immediately screamed.

Ye Feng also sensed the breath of the star city master and others. A few miles away, Bai Susu and Zhong Li were disheartened and closely followed Bai Hucheng and the star city master.

His mind moved and he was preparing to meet the four people. His body was a little stiff. When his eyes swept, he vaguely saw more than a dozen demon figures flashing in front of him, just stopping the middle.

One of them is a demon king, who is fierce and wild all over. It is the prisoner king who chased him from the aquarium to Xingguang city.

Is this guy here?

Ye Feng quickly collected his breath and hid into the black fog.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't see these guys leave, and he could only temporarily give up the idea of going to meet.

Ye Feng naturally has no good feelings for the enemy prisoner wild king. At the beginning... If his Kunpeng nine was not born too mysterious, he would have been caught by prisoner wild king.

But now he can't show up for revenge.

Many people came to the demon family this time. There were several strong demons beside the prisoner king, which made Ye Feng feel very dangerous and even made him unable to see through at all.

Ye Feng has an intuition that these demon family experts hide their accomplishments, and their real strength is definitely stronger than expected, so he doesn't dare to act rashly at all.

With the passage of time, more and more people gathered. Everyone was watching the burning mountain pass nervously, but they didn't dare to come forward.

The boiling magma kept spewing out, which vaguely brought out an ancient and barren atmosphere. It seemed that some powerful creatures were slowly waking up, and the derived dull atmosphere made the martial artists present feel heavy. The closer they were to the crater, the greater the pressure.

But

More than an hour later, the sky gradually darkened. Finally, some strong people couldn't help it. They used yuan force to support the protective barrier and approached the crater step by step.

Terrans, demons, Shui, Yu, and some other rare races all have strong ones. The warriors of all ethnic groups are divided into several groups, all carefully avoiding the people of other ethnic groups.

Suddenly, a shining silver demon king beside the king of prison field scanned a circle of other nationalities with Griffin eyes, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and drew a rune in front, isolating the people of other nationalities.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the resting place of the great saint of our demon family. We are here to welcome back the spirit of our predecessors. Please go back."

"What..."

"Why do you say it's your demon saint's grave? I also say it's my Terran saint's grave."

"It's... How could the demon Saint be buried in the hinterland of my Terran?"

"You demon clan, I'm afraid you want to swallow the treasure alone... Do you really treat the rest of us as three-year-old children?"

“……”

As soon as these words came out, several martial artists of other nationalities suddenly became agitated and angrily scolded the demon king, who was obviously the illusion of silver Tianpeng.

"Your demon clan is really too overbearing."

Many strong people have come to the aquarium. There are nearly a hundred people, and their breath is no weaker than that of the demon family. The one who spoke was an old man in gray armor. His forehead was inlaid with a shining gem. His face was dignified and not angry.

"I noticed this barren land a few years ago. According to the conclusion of my family, there is a sage of the aquarium who can't fight with your demon family."

"Xuanshui old monster, you can really talk nonsense. Don't you see that there are many remains of the strong ones of our demon family outside the hall? Obviously, they are the guardians of the deceased great saint."

The silver Tianpeng demon king snorted coldly.

While talking, a powerful demon force came out, and the recent aquarium people who shocked retreated one after another.

"Silver winged demon king, you are reversing black and white. Those dead demon family wrecks are obviously the martyrs killed and buried by the strong ones of our family... This is the consistent tradition of our aquarium."

The old man of the aquarium stared and said with a dry sneer, "if you should say it's your demon family saint's tomb, take out the evidence."

Ye Feng fell on the ground with a faint breath and smiled in his heart.

There's nothing to say, but these guys are too greedy. They want to swallow it?

As for the great sage of the demon family and the sage of the aquarium, it's just an excuse for both sides to occupy the tom