Chapter 206

"Everyone, don't be long-winded! The ghost tomb will only be open for half an hour, and no one will be able to enter after a while! The old lady can't control so much, Tianshang will bring all the disciples in!"

Deng Mushang whispered, Lei Tianshang nodded, glanced at Chu Yan in the distance, and flew towards the white beam with all the disciples.

"Okay, Chu Yan and Teng Ming, let's go too!"

The two nodded and turned to leave, just listened:

"Remember, you must come back alive!"

Yan Tianlong said solemnly.

"Yes, Master!"

Hua Tengming and Chu Yan responded at the same time.

Hua Tengming stepped on the Burning Heaven Sword and flew towards the white beam of light.

"Xiwen, let's go!"

"kindness!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and Ruoxiwen nodded to him.

The two flew towards the white beam of light with their magical instruments, and the other forty-eight disciples following the two also flew towards the white beam of light.

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

...

Qian Qingfeng and Qian Qingying each flew towards the white beam of light, stepping on a puppet monster bird.

The little monk Yunkong flew towards the white beam of light with his feet on a red gold Zen staff.

The scholar Kong Yunhai stepped on a paper fan and flew towards the white beam of light.

The ghost boy Li Junchen stepped on a black soul flag and flew towards the white beam of light.

Feng Zilong, the blue-faced poisonous son, stepped on a dark green flying sword and flew towards the white beam of light.

Ouyang Yuan, the young corpse carrying the coffin, stepped on a bronze bell and flew towards the white beam of light.

...

The fifty most powerful members of the eight younger generations all flew towards the white beam of light.

Lei Tianshang was the first to touch the white beam of light, and his figure disappeared immediately.

"Ghost tomb trial, I, Chu Yan, are here!"

Driven by Chu Yan's spiritual sense, the water jade swimming fish ring under his feet suddenly accelerated and plunged into the white beam of light.

The disciples of the eight sects disappeared into the white beam of light one after another...

By this time, all the 400 talented disciples of the eight sects had entered the ghost tomb.

Yan Tianlong said: "Let go!"

Deng Mushang said, "Let go!"

The leaders of the one righteous and the other demons spoke, and all the sects let them go. At one time, countless people among the hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the sky slammed into the white beam of light.

The time left for these people is only a few dozen breaths, and one step later, they will forever lose the opportunity to enter the ghost tomb.

Everyone was scrambling to get ahead, and no one wanted to fall behind. All of them took decisive action. At one time, the magic weapon was flying, the magic was issued in disorder, and there were casualties, and corpses continued to fall from the sky.

"Haha, I'm one step ahead!"

A yellow-faced loose cultivator finally found the opportunity to rush to the front of the white beam of light, and slammed into the white beam of light with a frantic laugh, but...

"Bang!"

I saw that the yellow-faced loose cultivator was directly blasted out by the white beam of light, and his internal organs were split in an instant, and he died on the spot.

"These guys who were swept up in their heads by temptation are absolutely brainless!"

Deng Mushang looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but pouted.

The Ghost Tomb Trial has been prepared for the younger generation of cultivators since ancient times. Only cultivators under the age of 30 who have reached the middle stage of the Qi training period can enter. Others want to challenge Li Daoyuan's majesty. Life.

Countless cultivators who did not meet the standard were shaken by the white light beam, and their flesh and bones were shattered to death on the spot. At this time, the crazy people in the sky calmed down, and no one would rush up knowing that they would die in vain.

At this moment, a roar sounded from the crowd:

"The old man is going to break your rules today!"

I saw a one-eyed old man in a gray Taoist robe stepping on three gray flying swords from the sky.

"That's the one-eyed Taoist monk!"

"Yes, it is him, he is a major cultivator of the Golden Core Stage!"

"How could he come to join in the fun!"

"I heard that his lifespan is exhausted, I guess he wants to fight!"

...

The gray-robed old man was recognized by everyone as soon as he came out. The average Jindan stage cultivator chose to do submerged cultivation. This white beam of light was strange and unusual. Who would come to challenge him.

But the one-eyed Taoist is different. He has lived for three hundred and ninety-nine years old. He is still trapped in the fourth layer of the Golden Core Stage and cannot break through. He's going to die this year, so he's ready to fight.

"what!"

The gray-robed old man rushed towards the white beam of light at high speed.

At this moment, the white beam of light shook, and Li Daoyuan's voice came out again:

"Want to challenge my majesty?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge palm the size of a hill condensed from the white light suddenly protruded from the white beam and smashed towards the one-eyed Taoist.

"The old man fought with you!"

The one-eyed Taoist also went out of his way, his tiger eyes opened violently, and he spit out three mouthfuls of blood essence. The three flying swords under his feet flew out through the blood mist, and instantly turned into dozens of feet long and slashed towards the white light giant palm.

"Destroy it!"

A vicissitudes of life voice came out again.

The giant white light slammed down on the head, and the two magic weapon-level flying swords of the one-eyed Taoist broke apart inch by inch, and the giant white palm was directly printed on the one-eyed Taoist.

"Bang!"

Hearing a loud noise, the one-eyed Taoist body shattered, his soul was annihilated and turned into nothingness.

Everyone couldn't help gasping for air. Under the palm of their hand, the cultivators of the Jindan stage had no bones, and their souls flew away! This kind of power is simply terrifying, and no one dares to charge up!

Among the crowd, the talented young people who reached the standard rushed towards the white beam of light.

A bald little nun flashed into the white beam of light.

A feminist youth with a pale face flashed into the white beam of light.

A young man with a flying eagle and animal skin rushed into the white beam of light.

An ordinary-looking young man in a gray gown rushed into the white beam of light.

A young man covered in patches and carrying a large heavy sword entered it.

...

Countless young powerhouses entered the white beam of light.

Time flies.

"Boom!"

After another blast of thunder in the sky, the dark clouds dissipated, the wind suddenly stopped, the sky was clear, and everything was completely calm.

Just when the white beam of light was about to collapse, a plain white figure jumped into it like a bolt of lightning.

"Bang!"

The white beam of light suddenly disintegrated into white light spots all over the sky and dissipated in the void.

On the top of Buried Heaven, the formation has disappeared, and everywhere is a mess and dilapidated.

There are broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and there are countless dead bodies!

This is the world of immortality, a world that respects strength, there is no right or wrong, only if the fist is hard enough!

"Old Yan, there are too many variables in this ghost tomb trial!"

Qian Fengxiang looked at the scene in front of him and said to Yan Tianlong.

"Amitabha, some disciples of the ancient sects also entered the ghost tomb. Although it is difficult for them to rise under our suppression for tens of thousands of years, after all, the background is there, and those little dolls are not ordinary characters."

Monk Yinyue said solemnly like never before.

"However, the future of the youth who can successfully emerge from the ghost tomb this time is absolutely limitless!"

An inexplicable expression crossed Kong Jingbai's face.

"I always feel that something is wrong this time, but I can't tell where it is. I hope this old man feels wrong!"

Yan Tianlong felt a little worried when he looked at Deng Mushang, who had a calm face on the other side.

Deng Mushang's eyes flashed, and he whispered in his heart: "Tian Shang, don't let me down!"

in the tomb of ghosts.

Black lake, hut, dead tree, isolated island, cloudy moon!

The sky turned dark red, and the not-so-bright moonlight poured down through the fog. In front of a dilapidated little thatched hut on an isolated island of only 100 square meters in a black lake with a diameter of about 1000 meters, there were more than ten people lying in all directions. If you look closely, there are eight men and three women.

A young man was lying on his back, with a white crane standing beside him, and a long, pointed mouth gently pecking at the young man's angular face.

Chu Yan only felt a slight tingling on his face. He opened his tired eyes, sat up, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "This is the ghost tomb?"

"Of course it's a ghost tomb, where do you think it will be?"

A young man with a wide-backed heavy sword covered in patches appeared in Chu Yan's line of sight.

"Whoa whoa……"

Seeing the person coming, the black girl immediately shouted loudly.

"Black girl, don't be rude, what do you call this fellow Daoist?"

Chu Yan said lightly, but he was already vigilant in his heart. He carefully scrutinized this guy with a heavy sword. If he could wake up one step earlier than himself, this guy's strength will never be under the foundation stage, and he is a black girl. There's definitely something wrong with this guy who popped up out of nowhere.

"I thought about killing you!"

The young man with a knife did not answer Chu Yan's question, but instead spoke in shocking words.

"Oh?"

Chu Yan said lightly, with a strange smile on his face, and didn't say much. The other party thought about killing him but didn't do it. There must be some reason. Chu Yan already held a blood explosion in his hand. Beads, as long as the opponent makes a change, he directly casts the True Spirit Nine Flashes and throws the Bleeding Beads at the same time, the opponent will definitely hate it if he is caught off guard.

"But it didn't work, your monster is very strong! So it's not worth being seriously injured!"

The young man with a knife had a dull expression, looking at Bai Hedao in front of him.

"You killed someone?"

The faint blood stains on the shirt of the young Chu Yan with a knife hung a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The two cultivators of the Great Perfection during the Qi training period are a little bit of a threat to me, I will kill them!"

The young man with a knife said indifferently, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"Who did you kill?"

Chu Yan's tone suddenly became cold.

"Two cultivators of the magic way!"

The young man with a knife said lightly.

Hearing this sentence, Chu Yan was relieved! Ruo Xiwen is the perfect period of Qi training, if this guy really did a bad job on Ruo Xiwen, Chu Yan will kill him immediately! Bone to ashes!

"Ascension Sect, Chu Yan!"

"Loose repair, knife marks!"

The two reported their families to each other, and they tacitly stopped talking.

Knife Mark walked towards Kojima.

Chu Yan meditated and adjusted his breath. He didn't know what danger was in the ghost tomb, and he had to be at his peak at all times.

As soon as I entered the white beam of light, I felt like the sky was spinning, and then I lost consciousness and appeared on this island when I woke up.