Mysterious Unparalleled Draw

The relic is as round as jade, exuding yingying white light, and there is a faint sound of Buddha in it, which makes people feel relaxed.

Xiao Fan took out the relic, and the internal rune had been wiped out, but it contained endless pure spiritual power, like a vast ocean, very terrifying.

"If I swallow this relic, I'm afraid I can be promoted to the secret realm of supernatural powers immediately, right?" Xiao Fan thought to himself.

However, this place is strange, and it is not suitable to devour and refine it here. Xiao Fan put the relic into the sea of ​​​​knowledge and prepares to refine it in the future.

At this moment, he decided to continue down.

That mysterious call does not seem to be this relic, but further down.

What's more, there is a big secret here, if you don't look at it, you will feel a little regretful.

Of course, this is the case when he can still go down. If it is really dangerous, he can only turn around.

At this moment, there was an abnormal noise from below, and the gloomy wind howled, as if there was a terrifying resurrection.

Xiao Fan's heart trembled, his body felt cold, he didn't even look at it, he went straight up.

He faintly felt that if he didn't leave this place as soon as possible, he would definitely die without a burial!

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The Abyss of Divine Burial is located in the southeast corner of the Extraterritorial Demon Field. Looking down, it is pitch-dark, and there is no end in sight. The eyes are full of darkness.

At this time, many people from the strong clan have arrived, occupying an excellent position, and only after the abyss of the burial of the gods is opened, they can pick up the rare treasures.

"This place seems to be terrifying!" Li Tian clicked his tongue.

He originally hunted the demons in the demon field outside the realm, and he met the Daoyi Holy Son halfway and was also recruited.

This abyss, as the name suggests, or there are really gods and demons buried here, is very strange.

The black fog in the abyss is very strange, and the spiritual sense cannot be touched. It hurts unbearably when touched. It is said that even the saints have suffered.

Not only that, every time the abyss of the burial of the gods is opened, there will be splendid brilliance blooming in the abyss, and the vision is amazing.

"Some people guessed that it was the imperial soldiers calling the master. It's a pity that no one is going." An elder next to him sighed.

"Who can get down? Back then, the Emperor Zhun of the Demon Race entered this place with his supreme divine might, spitting out blood, and then he sat down in just three years, shocking the world. Who would dare to take the risk? ?" Another elder sighed.

There are many creatures around, all watching from a distance, quietly waiting for the opening of the Abyss of Divine Burial.

When the abyss of the burial of the gods is opened, the abyss vibrates, and the incomparably violent yin wind of the burial of the gods will roll up the weapons of the gods, or the rare treasures.

At that time, the fighting begins.

"This place is very strange, there may be a magical thing underneath, I really want to go down and find out!" Daoyi Shengzi regretted.

The hand of the Holy Son of Daoyi, the Holy Son of the Holy Land at the beginning of the Dao, can be seen from his Dao name.

He looks like a scholar, gentle and elegant, dressed in white, like a modest gentleman, with a smile on his face, which makes people look good.

Nangong Ming's expression froze, and he warned: "Holy Son, don't make a mistake, the abyss of the burial of the gods is extremely dangerous, and it is difficult to return even if Emperor Zhun goes, let alone you?"

Holy Son Daoyi nodded and asked, "If I want to go down, how deep can I go down?"

Nangong Ming introduced: "According to the records of my human race books, someone who cultivates like you, Holy Son, can go down about five thousand feet, and if you go deeper, you will be buried by the Yinfeng of God Burial."

The Yin Wind of God's Burial is a strange wind unique to the Abyss of God's Burial, which is extremely terrifying.

The further down you go, the stronger the yin wind, which can unknowingly absorb the soul source of living beings, which is hard to prevent!

Daoyi Shengzi nodded and stopped talking.

At this moment, a sinister voice came.

"Brother Dao, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Chapter [-] The two powerful clans arrive, the demon saint! (New book seeking collection, seeking everything)

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

As soon as the sound fell, in the distant void, there was a sound of breaking the sky, and there were dozens of rainbows flying towards here.

"Boom!"

After dozens of divine rainbows, there were bursts of roars resembling Asura evil spirits, the black mist rolled, and the suffocating aura shot into the sky.

Dozens of big white-boned birds came from the clouds and fog, all carrying a person on their backs, making a huge noise.

That person is not a human race, but is similar to a human race cultivator. The difference is that their skin is purple-black with blood-colored lines on it, which looks hideous and terrifying.

Their eyes are even more evil, with purple pupils in the red eyeballs, and their eyes are extremely fierce!

The visitor is the Demon Race, one of the top ten powerful races!

Their pomp and aura were very great, with thirty-six divine rainbows in front and seventy-two white-boned birds in the back. Although there were only a hundred or so people, they seemed to be attacked by thousands of horses, and the void was trembling. , like the endless Asura evil spirit killed.

In the sky, the black mist surged, and the murderous aura surged into the sky, like a raging ocean, and the momentum was unparalleled.

"Is this the real Demon Race?" Li Tian was greatly surprised. Although he was the cultivation base of Divine Ability Jiuzhongtian, he had never been to the border battlefield, and had never seen the true face of the Demon Race.

"I can hear that the Holy Land at the beginning of the Tao is not very calm recently!"

The big white-boned birds spread out, revealing a passage. A young man dressed in black armor, with pure purple eyes and fluttering black hair, slowly walked out of the passage.

This person is the third prince of the Demon Race - Meng Tuo!