The blue-gray stone tablet, as high as ten meters and as wide as three meters, made a thunderous roar from the ground with the chaotic trembling of the ground.

Qi Guan was about to withdraw, but saw a huge monument erected behind him. He glared at the scene with his old eyes.

The others were stunned. Everyone came to find the skeleton of the Nascent Soul, but they had no gains. At this moment, it was because of the unintentional actions of Qi Guan and Zi Long that they discovered a mysterious monument.

"What is this?" Even though the leaders of the three major forces were knowledgeable, they were shocked by the monument.

The blue-gray monument stands majestic, as if it is a mountain, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts. Everyone present only feels that their breath is stagnant. The powerful oppression makes people unable to look up and cold sweats appear.

Among everyone present, Lu Chen was in a slightly better condition, but he was also extremely surprised. He had this feeling before, and it only appeared when he was facing Wang Tong, the ancestor of Guiyuan Sect. Thinking about his early stage of Jindan, he had two great immortal techniques, and his strength reached the realm of transformation, which was as good as a late stage master of Jindan. He had to bow his head in the face of such pressure. It is not difficult to imagine that this monument was established by a master of Nascent Soul. The terrifying pressure in it came from the spiritual consciousness of the master of cultivation.

"What a powerful aura."

Facing the blue-gray monument, no matter how uncomfortable everyone felt, a smile of greed and surprise appeared on their faces.

Qi Guan looked down at the Min Huang flag in his palm. The light golden brilliance became bright and dazzling at some point. This small flag was obtained from his year of retreat, and he could feel the breath of the Nascent Soul bones ten miles away. At this moment, the aura of the Nascent Soul bones on the Min Huang flag gradually became solemn, which shows that the purpose of this trip was not far from him.

"Swish~"

Qi Guan's figure quickly turned around and observed the monument more than ten meters high for a long time, and finally found a huge blood-red handwriting at the top.

“Evil ~”

There is only one word, the font is huge and one meter square, and it is blood-red, as if it was engraved with the blood of thousands of living beings. Qi Guan just glanced at it and felt an inexplicable murderous aura reaching his heart, like a sharp sword piercing his chest, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Feeling this, Qi Guan no longer dared to face the huge word "evil" and flew back from the air and landed on the ground, panting.

Ma Skull, Zi Long saw that he was unclear and followed Qi Guan to fly to the sky. Qi Guan didn't say anything, bent his body and raised his head slightly, and a very gloomy sneer was sensational: "Look, look, look, if you look for a while, you will be seriously injured."

It seemed that Qi Guan's curse had been fulfilled. Ma Skull and Zi Long flew up less than half a stick of incense and suddenly flew backwards. The disciples below were so shocked that they couldn't help but change their qualities.

"What an evil breath~" Ma Skull took a deep breath, staring at the blood-red words on the monument, and his thoughts quickly recalled everything about this word.

"In the history of the Ghost Sect's cultivation, there is only one bloody aura, that is, Chen Qu, the ghost sword that fell on the Dongzhou continent hundreds of years ago. This man cultivated the sword body of the golden elixir with Yin Qi, possessed the sword technique of the world and the evil spirit. He rarely encountered an enemy when he entered the early stage of the Golden elixir. He was said to be the first person under the Nascent Soul. This huge word "evil" was clearly left by Chen Qu's sword technique with supreme magic power, which contained vast blood and could be called a peerless one. Could it be that this is Chen Qu's tomb?"

Qi Guan's words fell, and everyone was shocked. Zi Long said: "Impossible. Didn't Chen Qu join the army to attack the East five hundred years ago and was killed by a mysterious master of Dongzhou in the east of the Xianling Continent? How could he come back? How could he put the tomb here?"

"Why do you say so much? Just go in and take a look?" Ma Skull sneered and suddenly ordered: "The troops of the Skull King Valley obeyed the orders, Mi Yang and the Three Guardians followed the seats, and the rest of the people guarded a hundred miles. Anyone who entered was killed without mercy."

"Hehe" Zhuang also laughed strangely at the same time and ordered: "Five guardians, follow the seat to enter the tomb and explore the rest of the people who are guarding outside and are not allowed to enter."

"Everyone." Seeing that both of them had issued orders, Qi Guan said with a serious expression: "You and I have lived in Youyun Kingdom for a long time, and no one can stand out. The birth of the evil sword tomb will definitely attract the attention of all walks of life in Xizhou. In a while, there will inevitably be Jindan and even the Nascent Soul masters here. It is better to explore this tomb together, and the main ones who get the evil sword are the ones."

"Then we have to rely on our own abilities?" Ma Sku's skinny old face shook slightly, and there was endless fighting spirit.

"Agree." Zilong simply agreed.

Just then, Lu Chen suddenly felt Fang Zixin's delicate body trembling behind him. He turned around and saw Fang Zixin gritting her teeth, staring at the entrance behind the monument with his eyes tightly.

"What is she going to do?"

Lu Chen was shocked and was puzzled. Suddenly, Fang Zixin made a seal, and a wound was cut on his slender jade hand. Blood dripped down, and was pushed by his palm force, and a popping sound hit the huge blood-colored word "evil".

This move immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Qi Guan's eyebrows suddenly frowned and scolded: "Fang Zixin, what are you going to do?"

Fang Zixin remained silent, and shook her three thousand black hairs, and a red seven-foot long sword suddenly appeared behind her. The sword body was transparent and the red light flashed, as if a flawless ruby ​​was blooming with a strange blood color.

At this moment, Fang Zixin changed, but as calm and calm as before, it seemed that under the guidance of blood and energy, the man had entered a state of madness. He stepped hard on his lotus step, and his feet suddenly burst into blood. His body did not see any movement. He moved forward hundreds of meters in an instant, and when he arrived at the monument, his figure shook, he first entered the evil sword tomb.

The accident happened so quickly that the masters didn't even have time to report, and Fang Zixin's figure disappeared into everyone's eyes.

Qi Guan was stunned at first, and then he was furious and said, "Muman, Mou Yun, Mou Xing, staying outside, Zang Xia, Li Mo, Fan Yuan followed me into the tomb, a traitor, wanting to seize the treasure, chase~"

This made many masters of the three factions rush in, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

More than 10,000 people from the three sects formed magic circles to surround the evil sword tomb, and did not allow one person to pass.

Seeing this, Lu Chen ignored everything else. He stomped his feet and pulled out the soul-slaying banner and wanted to enter the tomb.

Seeing this, Mou family brothers and others, Mou Man and Mou Yun came close to each other with a silence, blocking Lu Chen's way, and shouted: "Lord Lu, the master of the sect didn't let you in."

"Does go." Lu Chen was furious. Who knew what was going on inside? If the treasure was taken away, wouldn't he come in vain?

Leng Ding shouted loudly, and Lu Chen used almost all his magic power, and his voice was like a drum, buzzing and echoing, which shocked everyone on the spot.

"Bold." Seeing that Lu Chen had no respect for him, Mou Man drew his sword and wanted to kill him.

When Mou Xing saw this, he was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Mou Man and said, "Brother, don't."

"What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"

"Brother~"

Mou Xing was so anxious. He knew that Lu Chen had hidden his strength and did not dare to let his elder brother take risks. He hurriedly said, "Brother, let him go."

"You~"

"Boom~"

Just then, a pair of fleshy palms were handed over strangely. Mou Man was anxious, and before he could take any time to prevent, he felt a strong force pushing to his chest. With a whistle, a mouthful of blood was squirting out and hitting the monument hard.

Not far away, Long Kong and others and the masters of the three sects took a breath when they saw it. Mou Man's strength ranks among the top in Youyun Kingdom, and many people recognized him (6) They knew him. Among the three sects, except for the three sects and the deputy sect leader, there were very few people who could defeat Mou Man. But now, Lu Chen just easily beat Mou Man to seriously injured him with one hand. How could everyone not be surprised?

"Hmph~"

Ignoring everyone's shocked gaze, Lu Chen snorted coldly, then entered the entrance of the tomb, disappearing without a trace.

Mou Xing, Mou Man looked at the human figure that disappeared at the entrance in horror, stunned. After a while, Long Kong and others surrounded him and said, "Master Mou, he~"

President Mou sighed and said, "Brother, everyone, this matter is not something we can control, and he is not something we can stop him. Everyone should guard the entrance."

Everyone had guessed something when they saw Mou Xing's lonely and helpless expression. Long Kong stood there incredibly for a long time before sighing, returning to the periphery of the entrance, and sat down without saying a word.
Chapter completed!