The aura of Pigongjing extended to the entire deep valley, and after a one-sided sweep, no monster dared to block his way.

Lu Mu went straight to the stone tablet in the middle of the valley.

This stele has gone through ages, and its appearance is mottled and broken, with a few corners missing. The words on the stele have long been weathered without much trace, but Lu Mu can still feel that there is still infinite aura flowing inside it, which is by no means ordinary bluestone.

He reached out to touch it, but it felt like he had touched a transparent film.

There were ripples on the stone tablet, but there was an incomparably mysterious space force blocking Lu Mu's touch.

"Space restriction, it seems that this place has taken a lot of thought."

Lu Mu murmured softly, frowning a little.

This kind of place, if there is no "key" to open the door such as the ancient blood, or the certificate of inheritance of the tomb owner, it is absolutely impossible to enter, at least Lu Mu, who is in the palace realm, cannot break through the restriction by brute force.

This is the tomb of the Nine-Ling Holy Phoenix. If you want to open it, you must have descendants of the Holy Phoenix's blood in order to lift this restriction.

Lu Mu released his spiritual consciousness again and went to test it.

In the next moment, he saw the vision that appeared briefly again!

The phantom of the Nine-Ling Holy Phoenix emitting nine divine lights behind him looked down on him again at this time, and in Lu Mu's perception, everything around him seemed to have collapsed and turned into nothingness, leaving only two figures in the sky and the earth.

And Lu Mu himself was as small as an ant, so he could only look up.

Those phoenix eyes cast their gaze again, and this time, Lu Mu was not scared off.

He felt that there was no desire to attack in those phoenix eyes, but seemed to be observing. The all-encompassing gaze fell on him, and Lu Mu only felt that his whole body was seen through, and there was nothing to hide.

"...sure."

The phantom of the holy phoenix uttered words, and just for a moment, Lu Mu felt his world spinning. Looking again, he was in the middle of the valley again, holding the stone tablet in his hand.

At this time, the wind and clouds were rising, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered like a vortex. The mottled cracks on the stone tablet began to float, runes lit up, and the silver light flowed. This stone tablet seemed to have become a "gate" leading to another place.

Through the silver light, Lu Mu even saw another space.

Burial in a foreign land!

Lu Mu now has no doubts about how strong the existence of the different space that left this burial place is.

Ascending to ask the ancients means having the ability to surpass the heavens and the earth, and it is naturally possible to open up a different space, but there is no such heaven-defying ability under the ancients.

When Lu Mu touched the stele again, the soft but extremely strong film had disappeared.

"It's open?"

He was a little surprised.

It seemed that the holy phoenix phantom inspected him and felt that he was qualified, so he granted him permission.

It stands to reason that this kind of ancient ruins is basically a copy of the protagonist's personal show. Hundreds of experts can't get in at the door.

But Lu Mu is not the protagonist.

And this kind of copy is not useless to him, but it is very small.

But anyway, since it's open, go in.

Lu Mu stepped into the silver light, as if walking into a vortex, his figure disappeared immediately.

After passing through that door, Lu Mu saw a different scene in front of him.

How to describe this place... The only things Lu Mu can think of are "messy" and "broken".

Under his feet was a pitch-black rocky ground, which was covered with dense, criss-crossing cracks, as dense as spider webs, and the surroundings were filled with coldness, as if they were in an abyss.

Above the head is a dim withered yellow sky, cloudless and sunless, and the deathly stillness makes people panic.

Lu Mu stood still, raised his head, and this was the case everywhere he looked.

"This is the scariest cemetery I've ever seen."

Lu Mu was talking to himself, somewhat apprehensive.

To say that it is worthy of being buried in a foreign land, compared with those fairyland caves, it is simply too far away, even the vegetation and dust here are so dilapidated.

Lu Mu scattered his spiritual consciousness, and within a few breaths, he found the two breaths.

Then he kept rushing towards the position where the two breaths were.

After running for about a quarter of an hour, Lu Mu saw a scene that made his heart tremble.

The rocky ground has a protrusion comparable to a hill, like a throne, arching that thing high, and above the top is a corpse.

The corpse of the Nine Ling Holy Phoenix!

The corpse was not ordinary, it was emitting sapphire fluorescence all the time, there were spots of light like stars and moons on the bones, wisps of white mist wrapped around the corpse, it looked elegant and dust-free, like an exiled immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

This foreign land is dilapidated and desolate everywhere, but the skeleton of the holy phoenix is ​​so clean that there is no trace of dirt, like a pearl in the dust.

This holy phoenix corpse was definitely a demon venerable who ascended to Wengu before he was alive.

With the improvement of the realm of cultivation, after passing through the three realms of mortal body and the four realms of innate, when entering the five realms of good fortune, the physical body of the living beings can be tempered naturally by the aura of heaven and earth.

From skin, to flesh and blood, to root bone...

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth can only be absorbed into the dantian by practitioners, condensing the true source and turning it into true energy.

After the Creation Realm, even if a monk's dantian is damaged or even shattered, it is by no means a fatal injury. With the nourishment of many natural materials and earthly treasures, it can heal [-]% to [-]% after hundreds of years.

The strength of the body tempered by spiritual energy is unimaginable, and the lifespan will also increase for thousands of years.

In other words, it is difficult to kill a cultivator in the Good Fortune Realm.

Even for Lu Mu, it would take a lot of effort to hurt a monk who had just entered the Creation Realm, let alone win.

And this corpse has been left here for thousands of years.

The blue light of stars and moons on the corpse of the holy phoenix is ​​a manifestation of the physical body being tempered to the extreme after being promoted to Wengu.

Well, why would he know?

Because that's how it's written.

However, although the corpse is exquisite, it will not attract Lu Mu too much. The skeleton is a skeleton after all, and it is not as beautiful as his white-haired kitten.

What made him fall into contemplation was the movement of the corpse of the holy phoenix.

The wings did not spread out, but were folded in front of the body, as if guarding something...

Then Lu Mu saw that under the wrapping of those two bone wings, a bone egg was lying on her chest.

This is babysitting.

Under the corpse, there were two figures.

The puppet real person has already laid out the prototype of the formation around, and Feng Zhong is standing by, both of them have strong expectations and enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Thirty Blood Soul Orbs, the true source of a cultivator in the extreme realm, plus the ancient blood and great luck of the Asura Son..."

"This sleeping Nine-Ling Holy Phoenix will regain its life in my hands!"

The puppet real person's voice was stirring, and the desire and excitement in his eyes were incomparable.

This chance is enough for him to embark on an unprecedented path.

The wind on the side was seriously injured, but he couldn't control too much at this time, and his thoughts were too messy to sort out.

So neither of these two people expected that a variable that shouldn't be here would cause bad things.

Section 43#After becoming a villain in the first volume...: Chapter [-]: The request of the owner of the tomb

"I hope you can really succeed, Master Puppet Demon."

Feng Zhong's eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, staring at the corpse of the Holy Phoenix, and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I have already made sufficient preparations for this matter."

The real puppet demon danced wildly with his hands, drawing mysterious trajectories with his fingertips, drawing a complex pattern in the air, and finally fell to the ground.

In an instant, the formation on the ground suddenly flashed a dazzling red light.

Afterwards, the formation rapidly expanded and spread until it covered a radius of tens of feet before gradually stopping.

Thirty blood soul beads flew out from the hands of the puppet real person, and slowly landed on several points of the array, the array suddenly emitted a bright light, and then a majestic mist of blood and blood gushed out of the array out.

The blood mist consciously rushed towards the bones and eggs under the wings of the holy phoenix's corpse.

The puppet real person is very cautious and cautious, it seems that there can be no mistakes in every step, and the whole strange land is shrouded in a tense and secretive atmosphere.

Time passed by second by second, and the blood mist accumulated thicker and thicker, slowly submerging the entire skeleton of the holy phoenix, only the tail feathers of the skeleton of the holy phoenix were exposed.

Lu Mu watched this scene from the side.

He is hesitant now, that is whether to interrupt the evil formation of the puppet real person.

If he interrupted rashly, it might cause the Puppet Master to suffer backlash, but at the same time, the Nine-Ling Holy Phoenix in that bone egg is unlikely to come back to life.

If that bone egg is really one of the protagonist's harem, then there must be a big part in the show.

If it were gone, the plot would be completely different.

Thoughts were churning in Lu Mu's head, one idea after another came up and went out, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

"Humanity……"

When he frowned in pain, an ethereal female voice suddenly came from his ear.

Lu Mu was startled, and subconsciously turned his head to follow the sound, but the sound was as far away as the sky, but close to his ears.

"who are you?"

He looked around vigilantly, but there was still no result. He could only hear the female voice continue: "I am Feng Qingluo, the emperor of the Nine-Linged Sacred Phoenix, and the last demon venerable of my clan."

"My remains are within your sight."

Lu Mu's pupils tightened suddenly, and he blurted out, "You...are you alive?"

"Throughout the years, from the prehistoric to the present, how can there be a practice that those who have not ascended will not die?"

The female voice sneered: "Although I asked the ancients, life is comparable to the sky and the earth, but life and death are a matter of fate. My body is dead, and only a part of the demon spirit is left, just to protect my only orphan, but it is extremely painful. .”

"That human race is greedy and ignorant, and the descendants of the Holy Phoenix's bloodline are also blinded by greed. They actually cooperate with that evil man, wanting to seize my own flesh and blood, and occupy their remains. How can I allow them to blaspheme?"

Feng Qingluo's tone was cold and stern, with hints of anger, it was obvious that she was extremely disgusted with those greedy and despicable people.

Lu Mu understood now.

The Xiefeng Falcon family and the Nine-Ling Holy Phoenix can be regarded as having some blood ties, so they were able to open that space door, but their purpose made this senior Feng Qingluo very dissatisfied.

So Lu Mu, as a variable that shouldn't be here, was noticed by her.

Then it seems that I probably want to help her with a job and understand a wish.

"It seems that I can't enter this foreign land."

"Since that's the case, what do seniors want?"

Lu Mu cupped his hands and asked respectfully.

"beg?"

Feng Qingluo was slightly stunned, then sneered and said: "You have a bright mind, that's all, I only have a remnant soul, I beg you for this small palace opening, it's true, I won't talk to you about that scene anymore."

"I have already died, and my morality has almost dissipated, but I am not willing to let my child become someone else's pet and puppet, and be used everywhere by that treacherous and evil cultivator!"

"The formation set up by the evil warrior of the human race is based on the blood of the human race. Although it can urge my daughter to wake up, the formation will also put shackles on her. Her blood is restricted, and she doesn't even have a memory."

"Wolf ambition, don't stay!"

Her tone was firm, revealing deep hatred.

Lu Mu understood.

Feng Qingluo didn't want her blood to be controlled by that puppet real person, so she put him in this place, and used his hand to get rid of that person while preserving her blood.

Of course, for this kind of monster race powerhouse, there is basically nothing good about human beings, at most they can be regarded as taller than short.

Lu Mu reckoned that he was handsome, young, and quite talented, so Feng Qingluo felt that he should be better.

"What the senior asked, I understand..."

"But if I kill those two people, how will she wake up?"

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