Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

As time went by, the monks and souls from all walks of life entered this burial place.

It also started to penetrate into the deepest part.

Look for various clues about the Thirteen Secrets.

Not long after, someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

Because they saw it, in the deepest part of this burial place.

It seems that there is a peerless sound from the sky, like morning bells and evening drums, shocking the mind.

All eyes are on it.

It was discovered that a special vision appeared deep in the burial ground.

Baohua is bright and misty.

"Could that be where the Thirteen Secret Treasures are?!" A monk expressed excitement.

"Come on!"

Some monks couldn't hold it any longer and turned into a rainbow of light and flew away into the sky.

"Hmph, if there is a chance, who dares to compete with my clan?"

The Ancestral Dragon Clan's Qiu Long Emperor Shao Lei Long Emperor Shao and others also fled into the air.

On the other side, when the sword fairy Qiu Muyu saw the vision, she also took a female sword cultivator from Xue Yue's lineage and flew away.

In the deepest part of the burial place, the light is shining brightly, there are thousands of visions, the fairy mist is filled, and the clouds are spraying thinly.

It seems a bit out of place with the entire burial ground environment.

But upon noticing that special fluctuation, the eyes of the monks present were all red.

I just want to find the Thirteen Secret Treasures, not to mention how much they occupy, but at least get a piece of the pie.

However, just after they escaped into the deep range.

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "Why do I feel like my cultivation has been suppressed?"

"Is there a formation here?"

Some people were surprised to realize that the power of their own laws was suppressed and was not functioning smoothly.

"Doesn't this further prove that there is a hidden opportunity here? Otherwise, how could it suppress cultivation?" Someone said with red eyes.

Some chance secrets will suppress the cultivation level of the entrants, which is a normal thing.

Ahead, there are large tracts of grave mounds.

Some of the tombs were cracked and filled with bright light, attracting many scrambles.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while.

And in such chaos.

The handsome-faced prince of the ancient Tianquan Dynasty, who was dressed in bright yellow robes, had a dull expression on his face.

There was a hint of amusement deep in his eyes.

However, at this time, in the distant sky, two figures, a man and a woman, escaped from the sky and stood on the void.

It immediately attracted the attention of all parties.

Prince Tianquan also looked at it subconsciously, and his eyes suddenly stopped!

The figure in white that came into view made his pupils shrink suddenly.

It seemed like he was thinking of some horrible, terrible memory that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"It's him, how is it possible?!"

Prince Tianquan was shocked.

I didn't expect to see him again at this moment.

The eyes of the other monks present were shocked when they saw Jun Xiaoyao.

"It's the Xiaoyao King from the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty!"

"It's really him, he actually appears here!"

Jun Xiaoyao's current reputation is not weak.

The main reason is that the Xiaoyao Alliance was established in the vast spiritual world to fight against the Xiaotian organization, and many Tianjiao monks heard about it.

On the other side, the expressions of Young Master Qiu Long Emperor, Young Master Thunder Dragon Emperor and others also showed subtle changes when they saw Jun Xiaoyao arriving.

At the Ten Thousand Dragons Club, they were not qualified to fight against Jun Xiaoyao, but instead were completely abused by the people around Jun Xiaoyao.

"He is the Xiaoyao King..."

Sword Fairy Qiu Muyu also looked at it with bright eyes.

Although she had seen the recorded image of Jun Xiaoyao.

But meeting a real person is a completely different feeling.

Although Jun Xiaoyao did not reveal even a trace of coercion, he still gave people the feeling of standing tall on a mountain.

It was like facing a young immortal.

Qiu Muyu now somewhat understood what kind of opponent Zhao Beixuan was facing.

Even if it fails miserably, it seems to be reasonable.

It even gave people the feeling that Zhao Beixuan was overestimating his abilities and throwing eggs against stones.

"No, how could I miss Brother Beixuan so much?" Qiu Muyu came back to her senses and was secretly annoyed.

Jun Xiaoyao also glanced at everyone present.

However, his eyes rested on a man in bright yellow robes for a moment.

He noticed Jun Xiaoyao's gaze sweeping over him.

Prince Tianquan paused for a moment and restrained his voice. Like everyone else present, he looked as if he was amazed when he saw Jun Xiaoyao for the first time.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze only stayed for a moment, and then swept across.

Prince Tianquan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew how powerful and terrifying Jun Xiaoyao's third-generation soul was.

Even if there is a slight flaw in his aura, he may notice it.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes seemed to be passing by casually.

But there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's arrival was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

But the opportunity was so tempting that the other monks continued to go deep into the burial ground, hoping to find the entrance to the so-called secret treasure.

Looking at this scene, Jun Xiaoyao secretly shook his head.

The wages of avarice is death.

If you want to find the so-called opportunity, you must be prepared to sacrifice your life for it.

Jun Xiaoyao is not a holy mother, and she doesn't bother to remind others.

There was actually a trace of curiosity in his heart, what kind of scene would happen next?

And the man in the bright yellow robe.

Jun Xiaoyao's spiritual awareness is so sharp.

Even though the man hid his aura well, Jun Xiaoyao still caught a hint of familiar fluctuations.

"I didn't expect it to be him. I thought he had been completely destroyed."

"Could it be that he also set up the situation here, and the purpose is..."

Jun Xiaoyao was thoughtful, but he did not alert the enemy.

Next, he just watched the scene quietly.

After a while.

In the depths of the burial ground, someone exclaimed.

Because on a cracked tomb, there was an astonishing black gas gushing out and spreading.

A mottled stone door suddenly emerged from it.

The stone door was mottled and black, and the surface seemed to be deposited with dark blood. It looked lingering with a gloomy and ominous meaning, which made people feel chilled.

"What is that, a portal emerging from the tomb."

"Could it be that the opportunity here is not one of the thirteen secret treasures, but the tomb of a certain powerful person?" A cultivator said in surprise.

"Maybe that is the entrance to the secret treasure!" There was also a cultivator with greed in his eyes.

In an instant, some cultivators could not hold back and fled directly to the stone door.

"Hmph, who dares to compete with this young emperor?!"

The young emperor Qiulong of the ancestral dragon clan snorted coldly.

If there is really a great opportunity, then he will naturally not let it go.

As for the so-called danger, the young emperor Qiulong has this confidence. His strength is not afraid of many dangers.

Not to mention that he has various magic weapons to protect himself.

The young emperor Qiulong took the lead and fled to the stone gate.

"You are really anxious..." The young emperor Leilong also shook his head slightly.

Just when the young emperor Qiulong fled to the stone gate and wanted to enter it.

The mottled black stone gate suddenly emitted a special wave.

Gusts of cold wind, as if the cold wind blowing from the nine netherworlds, emanated from the stone gate.

Instantly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the clouds were bleak.

What's more chilling is that there was dark blood flowing out of the mottled stone gate like a stream!

Now, all the cultivators present noticed something wrong! (End of this chapter)