The next morning.

When Ning Fan woke up, the beauty on the bed had disappeared, and only a trace of fragrance remained in the air.

"This girl, I promised to sleep, it's really just sleep!"

Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

I thought I could try the detoxification again last night, but the empress did not let anything do.

"Forget it! We all have a bed and sleep with each other. Is it still far from entering again?"

Ning Fan laughed and felt unprecedentedly comfortable!

With the spiritual power of the mind, Ning Fan felt as if he had divine help when he practiced.

The great method of the demon body tempering method reaches a small success. If you go further, you will not be far from becoming a saint of the great success body.

Just like that, a few more days passed.

"Ning Fan, the spy is here to report that the Saint's Tomb is about to be born. I will lead people to go there. I am not here these days. Stay in the Empress Palace and don't walk around at will!"

"I understand, wife!"

Ning Fan nodded, very well-behaved.

And when Luo Qingxian left, Ning Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Although I don't want to fight and kill, for the sake of my wife, this saint's tomb must be gone!"

"However, now that I have cultivated the method of incarnation on the outside of my body, I don't have to go there!"

Buzz!

As Ning Fan turned his incarnation method, a figure in a wide gray robe suddenly condensed, and his face was hard to see clearly. He also felt a little old and hoarse when he spoke.

This is the characteristic of the body incarnation, which can change the face and sound, etc.

Moreover, he has been practicing this body with a deity for a while. Although he has not achieved great success, he still has 50% of his combat power.

With Ning Fan's strength now, even if his external incarnation is only 50% of his combat power, it is enough to sweep everyone under the Great Perfection of the Martial Emperor.

"Go!"

As Ning Fan spoke, the embossed incarnation nodded, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

...

Thousands of miles away from Taixuan Holy Land, there is a mountain range.

At this moment, there were circles of dazzling light shining in the mountains.

There was a large tomb vaguely floating under the mountains. The tomb emitted amazing waves of holy power, causing no one to approach within ten miles of radius.

However, as time goes by, the fluctuations of the holy power are gradually shrinking, and when the fluctuations of the holy power completely disappear, the tomb of the saint under the mountains will be born!

At this time, there were many warriors gathering from ten miles away.

These people have spies from the right path and spies from the demons, but more are some powerless casual cultivators.

"Well! It seems that the Saint's Tomb is about to be born today!"

"Yes! After waiting for so many days, we are finally about to be born!"

"By the way, the saint's tomb is about to be born, why can't the people from both the righteous and the demons come? I'm so calm."

"What do you know? Although the two paths of righteousness and demons will be in the future, there must be their spies nearby. If the tomb of the Saint is not born, the two sides will not come easily, because once the two sides meet, the war will begin!"

"Haha, come on quickly. Once the two paths of justice and demon fight, we will have a chance to find a bargain!"

“…”

At this time, a group of casual cultivators were talking about it.

Some are waiting for the birth of the saint's tomb, and some are waiting for the beginning of the battle between the good and the demons.

In this way, time passed by little by little.

Soon, when the range of ten miles narrowed to five miles.

boom!

A huge ray of imperial power suddenly appeared in the distance in the sky, and then a group of people rushed to the mountains.

The leader is a woman in white, wearing a veil, unable to cover her beautiful face, a cold temperament, tall figure, and exudes a huge imperial power all over her body.

It is the Empress Luo Qingxian!

Behind him, there were thousands of warriors, at the lowest level, all of whom were the strongest men from the Taixuan Holy Land and the ten major sects.

The sage tomb is of great importance. All the righteous sects have transferred the strong people in the sect and dared not neglect the slightest.

"Well! The righteous man arrived first!"

"Look, the leader of Taixuan Holy Land is the head of Taixuan, the Taixuan Empress!"

"Is that the legendary Taixuan Empress? It's so beautiful!"

"Hiss! These people have the lowest level of King Wu's late stage, which is so terrible!"

"Damn it! This time the Saint's Tomb was born, the two paths of righteousness and demons need to play a big game. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

“…”

As the crowd of casual cultivators were shocked, many warriors holding and watching the fun retreated one after another.

However, more bold people still chose to stay.

"The Tomb of the Saint!"

As soon as he arrived, Luo Qingxian did not care about the casual cultivators, but instead focused his eyes on the tomb below the mountains.

As the birth of the saint is approaching, the tomb of the saint becomes more and more visible.

You can even faintly feel the fluctuations of holy power emitted from the tomb.

There are many holy treasures!

"This saint tomb is too valuable, and it must not be obtained by the demon!"

Luo Qingxian looked solemn, and then she looked around secretly.

Pray inwardly!

Senior Wuming, I hope you can follow me, otherwise, I will be in trouble today!

...

At this time, Ning Fan, a clone on the top of a certain mountain, had also arrived, and his eyes were also looking at the saint's tomb.

"Is this the tomb of a saint? The light and movement are quite large, but I don't know what the treasures are like inside!"

Ning Fan pondered.

In this world, there are extremely rare martial saints. There are no living or dead people. Ning Fan has only heard of a few people, such as Taixuan Ancestor Taixuan, the founder of Taixuan Holy Land.

Even if the owner of this saint tomb is not as good as the Taixuan Ancestor, as the Martial Saint, the treasures buried with him will not be too bad.

"It's just that I won't come. Since I'm here today, I must help my wife take down this saint tomb. I hope that the people of the Demon Sect will not be ungrateful!"

Ning Fan smiled coldly and then waited for the birth of the saint's tomb.

Then, time continues to pass.

The range of holy power fluctuations emitted by the tomb of the Saint is also shrinking.

Wuli.

Three miles.

One mile.

...

Finally, when the sacred power fluctuations completely disappear.

boom!

A majestic tomb suddenly rose from the mountains, and the surrounding tombs burst into bright light.

Through the endless light, you can see that the tomb is made of a large number of spirit stones, which is crystal clear and transparent. There are a huge bronze ancient coffin buried in it, and there are still dazzling holy light floating around the bronze ancient coffin.

Looking closely, there were treasures such as martial arts, weapons, elixirs and other treasures in the holy light.

boom!

In an instant, countless people were shocked!

"Haha, the Saint's Tomb is born!"

"There are so many treasures around the ancient bronze coffin!"

"There are definitely holy treasures, holy laws and other heaven-defying things!"

“…”

At this moment, everyone's eyes were gathered on the tomb of the saint, and many people's eyes flashed with greed.

However.

But at this moment, the righteous strong man led by Luo Qingxian was as if he was facing a great enemy!

Because they knew that once the saint's tomb was born, the demonic path would come and snatch it!

boom!
Chapter completed!