Taoist world

"Well!"

In a void outside Guantian Palace, Xiao He's true self, who had always been hidden here, suddenly heard a muffled groan.

Blood was already gushing out from the corner of the mouth, his face instantly became extremely pale, and his body was swaying, as if he was about to lose his balance.

Tianjia's expression on the side suddenly changed: "Miss Bai, is your clone dead?"

While speaking, Tianjia had already stretched out his hand to support Xiaohe.

Xiao He's body, which had been shaking all the time, suddenly staggered slightly and took two steps back, just in time to avoid Tian Jana's outstretched palm.

Xiaohe raised his head, took a deep look at Tianjia, then nodded extremely weakly and said: "It should be so, I feel as if someone has torn it apart between my eyebrows!"

Although it was Tianjia's clone who killed his clone, Xiao He knew very well that the clone's personality was the same as his own.

If it were him and Tianjia's true self who entered the Guantian Palace, and if he was caught, Tianjia's true self would definitely kill him and silence him.

Tianjia did not notice the strangeness in Xiao He's expression, and did not even ask about Xiao He's injury. Instead, he withdrew his palm, frowned slightly, looked at Guantian Palace and said, "Even your clone is... Dead, how dangerous is this Guantian Palace!"

This question is not only wanted to know by Tianjia, but also everyone standing outside Guantian Palace at this moment wants to know.

Because even though not too long has passed since those monks entered Guantian Palace, no one has been able to come out except for the fact that a large number of monks' life stones have been broken one after another.

And with the broken life stone and the clones, the number of dead people has exceeded 20,000!

This number is really too high, equivalent to nearly a quarter of all the monks who entered Guantian Palace have died there.

Although they were anxious and worried, no one dared to try their own methods and enter Guantian Palace until no one could come out safely, so they could only continue to wait outside.

However, there were a few people who looked at Guantian Palace with expressions of deep thought.

For example, Si Jing'an!

He suddenly called over a tribesman who was always guarding outside the Guantian Palace and said: "Look carefully, is there any change in the height of the Guantian Palace now compared to the height before it was opened?"

Although this Creation clan member didn't understand why the ancestor asked this question, he immediately looked at Guantian Palace, looked at it carefully for a moment and said: "It has become taller, at least a few feet taller than before! "

Si Jing'an then asked: "In the past, how long did it take to increase the height of Guantian Palace by these few feet?"

"It will take at least a few days, sometimes it may even take a month!"

Si Jing'an nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

After waving the tribesman to leave, Si Jing'an muttered: "It has only been a few hours since these monks entered it, and the height revealed by Guantian Palace is actually equivalent to the height it had grown in the past few days or even a month. "

"Then, is it possible that, in fact, it was precisely because of the deaths of more than 20,000 monks that the speed at which the Guantian Palace was revealed was accelerated?"

"If so, the opening of the Guantian Palace is simply a huge trap!"

Although Si Jing'an thought of this possibility, even with his strength, he did not dare to enter it to experience it personally, so he also had to wait for someone to come out of Guantian Palace.

In the Guantian Palace, in the vast world, within a thousand feet around the lonely cemetery, more than 50,000 monks are gathering!

In other words, at least nearly one-third of them have actually died here.

After all, not every monk has a life stone left in the outside world.

And those who are alive today are basically the winners in the process of fighting for the chess grid.

However, when they finally broke through the chessboard and were about to follow the crack into the tomb, they unexpectedly discovered that there was a majestic force in the crack, preventing them from entering.

Some people think that there is a limit on the number of people who can enter the tomb, so others are prevented from entering.

Others must wait until the person who entered first dies in the tomb, or someone comes out of the tomb, before others can continue to enter.

Around the tomb, those futon-like lines had all disappeared. Fortunately, there was still an area of ​​nearly ten thousand feet that was safe and sound, so they did not dare to move around rashly and could only stay where they were.

But they didn't know that their unwilling waiting had allowed them to escape disaster!

Because, more than a thousand monks entered the tomb, and in the end, only four people came out of the tomb safely!

The probability of death is so high that it even exceeds the previous chessboard.

"What's going on inside?"

"Did you get any treasure?"

Seeing the four people appear, many monks immediately gathered around and started asking questions.

However, none of these four people are easy-going, and they are all simmering with anger at the moment, so they will not pay attention to their questions.

The four people were divided into three groups and walked in three different directions. Each one of them released their spiritual consciousness and began to look for a way out of the Guantian Palace.

This made the monks around them a little dissatisfied. Many monks took advantage of the large number of people and walked up to the three of them and said, "We are asking you questions. Didn't you hear it?"

What responded to them was the powerful attack by Tianjia and others!

Nowadays, the monks who have not entered the tomb are only at the ninth level of Guiyuan. They are still far away from the peak. How can they be the opponents of Tianjia and others.

In an instant, dozens more people died at the hands of the four Tianjia people, and others gave up the idea of ​​continuing to interrogate them, retreated one after another, and focused their attention on the crack again.

But at this moment, the tomb suddenly shook violently, and the cracks quickly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing the tomb to return to its original state!

This sudden change surprised everyone.

"How is this going?"

"Could it be that all the treasures inside have been divided among the four of them?"

"It's very possible that other people must have died inside. They took the treasures and made the tomb closed."

As this voice came out, all the monks' eyes immediately turned to the four Tianjia people again!

The faces of Tianjia and the other four people also became extremely ugly.

Facing the siege of dozens of monks, they had no worries, but if they faced the siege of more than 50,000 monks, then with the strength of their clones, they would inevitably die at the hands of these monks.

The most important thing is that except for Tianjia who got a pill in the tomb, the other three people got nothing at all.

If they were really besieged to death by these monks, then their death would be too unjust.

But at this point, no amount of explanations are useless.

As a monk took the lead, a battle between four people and more than 50,000 people began in the Guantian Palace!

At the same time, in the tomb, the red-haired man who exploded before appeared again, and stood at the front of all the strong men of Tongtianmen, staring at Jiang Yundao with cold eyes: "In you, we feel a wave of letting go." A smell that we are very familiar with, but that we also hate very much.”

"Tell us who you are!"

Their words stirred Jiang Yun's mind, and an idea came to his mind.

Could it be that these powerful men were all imprisoned here by their parents as subjects for their own trials?

Because only this possibility could explain the aura they felt from themselves that was both familiar and hateful to them.

Although Jiang Yun thought of this possibility, of course he would not say it. Instead, he opened his palms, and a golden sword appeared in his palms and said, "Is it the aura of this sword that you feel?"