"Finally found it!"

Looking at the figure who disappeared into the Qing Tomb passage with a look of surprise, Hua Ming's eyes exuded a fanatical look. The purpose of trying hard and even damaging his essence and blood was finally achieved.

"Senior Qingwei, let's play here today. I will definitely ask you if you have the chance!"

The Demon Swallowing Cauldron returned from the depths of the void and stayed on his head. A blood-red glow of light hung down to cover his whole body, as if a student was on a spring outing, and easily turned around and left. He slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. When it dripped onto the ground, a "sizzling" sound of looking down came. A large amount of blood hangs down from the Demon Swallowing, constantly repairing her body.

The Emperor's Divine Soldier defended, and even if Qingwei took action, he was unable to keep him.

...

The monotonous Qing Tomb passage extends to the depths of the stars.

The temperature of the air continues to rise. Even with the protection of the barrier, the temperature of tens of millions of degrees Celsius gradually affects the environment in the channel. After running for half an hour, he had to continuously prevent the bursting of the surrounding barrier along the way. Li Shuo and his group were far behind the team, but at least they came to the depths of the stars without any danger and saw the end of the channel.

As soon as he reached the end of the passage, Li Shuo heard the data counted by thousands of schools.

After walking through this safest passage, more than 20 unlucky boys have no bones left!

There are only unexpected dangers, but never unseen. Speaking of which, Li Shuo and his group are undoubtedly much safer when walking outside. This is just a safe section. If the section is dangerous, I really don’t know how many people will die in the Qing Tomb.

When the hot red light shone into the passage, the long passage of countless thousands of miles finally reached its end. What caught my eye was the square that could not be seen at a glance, a flat square made of flame stones. Each rock was engraved with talismans, and the entire square was integrated and indestructible. Blessed by the emperor's talisman, even the emperor could not damage the foundation of the square. The square could not be seen at a glance, and the flame stones on the foundation were constantly emitting heat. The entire square looked like spring all year round and the climate was pleasant.

There is plenty of spiritual energy on the square, and there are not many planets stationed with Qingwei. The climate is pleasant, and every mouthful of air can make people feel the coolness from head to toe. In such an environment, cultivation must make rapid progress. Even a pig can cultivate into spirit in such an environment.

A cloud is shrouded above the top of the square, and a huge palace can be seen looming between the clouds. The palace itself is a magic weapon, integrated with a thin aura, and the power of the emperor is shrouded in the palace. The layers of killing formation barriers can feel the killing intention even if they are thousands of miles apart, which is creepy and numb.

This is the number one Jedi that Brother Song mentioned - Qing Tomb Temple.

There is a stone tablet that is thousands of feet taller than a thousand feet tall. The body of the stele is made of unknown materials, and no one can leave any trace on it. The body of the stele towers into the sky and is imposing. The nine pairs of stone carvings left on the stele depict everything the emperor experienced before leaving. They are shrouded by the power of the emperor, and with the power of the emperor, they can only see two stone carvings clearly. These two stone carvings record the hidden objects in the Qing Tomb Temple. The temple not only has the great emperor's divine weapons, but even the source of the world tree, the most powerful means of the Eternal Blue Heaven Emperor, is also in the Qing Tomb Temple.

Unfortunately, the temple was shrouded in the most powerful emperor killing formation, and layers of barriers were connected together, which moved the whole body with one blow. No one had been able to enter it for thousands of years.

Such a blessed land of heaven can be found in the Death Jedi, and everyone should celebrate each other. But the square was full of swords and murderous aura. The disciples of the Sword Sect condensed into a ball and set up the most powerful Ten Thousand Swords Heavenly Prison Formation of the Sword Sect to help the Ancestor Jian Chen fight against the heavenly tribulation.

There is no barrier on the square, which is extremely safe and the place is spacious. There is revenge and revenge for a while. Without the threat of death and the suppression of Qingwei, all the anger exploded in an instant. Death one more person means one less person to distribute the treasures in the Qing Tomb.

"I forgot to tell you another danger in the Qing Tomb, that is, be careful of the people around you." Seeing the wars everywhere and as if he had seen the blood flowing, Brother Song shook his head helplessly.

The two organizations with the deepest grudges on the earth took the first step, and the Holy See of Light and the Dark Council took the lead. The dazzling holy light collided with the darkness that enveloped the earth, and even the powerful emperors were involved. The Pope of Light retreated early to the back of the team. The two berserkers of the emperor took action, and the talismans flashed on the fanatical faith stick, mixed with the power of faith that almost condensed into substance, fell down the sky. The dark camp suddenly flew with flesh and blood, and blood splattered everywhere. The faith stick in the hand of the berserkers was like a scythe of the god of death, and tens of thousands of pounds of faith sticks were like nothing in the hands of the emperor's berserkers. Anyone who was smashed was either dead or injured. A few poor guys even exposed the cold bones in the air.

The two fanatical berserkers had already lost their calmness, like two violent lions drilling into the dark camp.

"Everyone is back!"

The whole body was covered by a wide black robe. The low voice, under the blessing of magic, was like a shaking bell shaking the eardrums of the people. Wherever the dark staff went, the space collapsed, forming a circular channel. Dead objects that had long lost their souls surged out of the channel like a tide.

Bone, Zombie, Skeleton, Death Knight…

The most common method used by dark mages - human sea tactics. Although these summoned objects are not strong in combat, they are defeated by astonishing numbers. Even the emperor-level strong men have a scene of exhausting magic power. This move can be said to be full of battles, not to mention that the emperor-level dark mage takes action, even the king-level death knights are constantly pouring out of the dark space.

The Pope of Light behind frowned, his arms gathered, and the chants behind him rang. Cleansing the soul and sublimating faith. In the ears of dark creatures, it is like a magic sound of life-seeking, but in the Holy See of Light, it is the best catalyst for power.

The faith stick in the hands of the berserker is made of light, and the talisman emits dazzling holy light. The faith stick swept across, and pieces of dark creatures fall down!

"Arrogant!"

The Berserker's ten thousand kilograms of faith stick that blessed the power of the holy light was blocked by an arm among the dark creatures. It hit the arm, the space trembled, and the air waves were everywhere. The impact of the crowd was tilted, and a majestic man walked from the dark creatures and touched his arm indifferently. It seemed that he had been bitten by a mosquito just now. Under the Berserker's faith stick, a castle could be turned into ashes, but it was blocked by an arm without any injury.

How powerful is this physical body? Even the blood clan's body, known as its physical strength, does not have such power.

When they saw the man walking out of the dark creature, the boiling blood of the Berserker instantly lowered a little bit of temperature. But it did not mean that they were not afraid of death. They felt the breath of death from this dark man.

"Death and wither!"

The man's thin fingers were a little bit in the void, and a ball of black air suddenly enveloped the bright space.

The skin of all the creatures they came into contact with suddenly aging, their essence and energy were lost, and their vitality dissipated like a tide. Several guys with slightly lower realms were directly gray, their skin was dry, and their essence and blood were lost. They died on the spot! In a few breaths, they actually drained the essence and blood of creatures with a large amount of vitality.

The most terrifying dark creature - the Lich appeared. And it was an emperor-level Lich.

The powerful emperors who were rare in a century on the square were like wholesale cabbage, and they all came out in value. They only had the qualifications to send death and flee.


Chapter completed!