Staring at Ji Zilong fiercely, the elder of the Huangji Mansion gritted his teeth in resignation, then jumped up and jumped off the single-plank bridge. puff The strong wind blew gently, and the elders of the Huangji Mansion had just begun to fall, when they were directly torn into pieces by the strong wind, and then crushed into nothingness.
Outside the Tomb of the Spiritual King "Click" Another natal spiritual tablet was shattered.
Looking at this spiritual tablet, the face of Huang Mingyang, the master of Huangji Palace who was still lucky at first, suddenly turned pale.
Beside him, the leaders of the other four major sects were also livid at this moment.
In front of each of them, there was a pile of fragments of the natal spiritual monument in front of them.
"Ji Zilong" Huo Zhencang, the master of the Fire Valley, gritted his teeth.
Before entering the tomb of the Spiritual King, they set up natal spiritual tablets for the important figures in the sect whose lives were connected.
When the person is alive, the monument is there, and when the person dies, the tablet is gone.
At this moment, five consecutive natal spiritual tablets representing the elders are broken, which means that they Each of the five major sects lost an elder-level figure in this very short period of time.
"Password, whenever you encounter Ji Zilong, you must kill him at all costs."
Mo Jingkong sent a message to the Spirit King's Tomb.
At the same time, the other four major sects also sent messages one after another, ordering their disciples to pay attention to Ji Zilong's whereabouts.
Once discovered, they should report it immediately, and then all the sects would unite to kill him.
At this moment, the five major sects felt heartache in their hearts.
It would take at least five hundred years to cultivate an elder of a sect.
Needless to say, the resources and effort consumed in this process.
What's more important is that Ji Zilong, after entering the tomb of the Spirit King, is like a dragon entering the sea, soaring into the sky.
It is as easy to kill masters like the elder as it is to chop melons and vegetables.
"You don't need to panic.
When he enters the first area, he will be chased by the top disciples of our religions.
He won't survive long."
The leader of the Nangong clan said.
Ji Zilong is indeed powerful, but as things have developed so far, the top three strongest disciples of their five sects have never made a move.
The real strong ones have not yet made a move.
They are the protagonists of the battle at the Tomb of the Spirit King.
Everyone is shocked.
An extremely talented person with amazing talent and strength.
The sound of squeaking and scratching continued on the single-plank bridge.
Ji Zilong crawled slowly on the single-plank bridge filled with blood mist.
He gently scraped off the handfuls of sphagnum moss, and then carefully placed them into the golden bed.
Time passed by, and the storage space of the golden bed was filled with spiritual energy, which seemed very thick.
By Ji Zilong's side, Rabbit had no choice but to be patient and accompany Ji Zilong.
"Why don't you come out yet?"
All the sects in Chen Territory, and even the major orc tribes, were very excited after hearing the news that Ji Zilong had entered the Tomb of the Spirit King.
What Ji Zilong did before entering the Tomb of the Spirit King made all the major forces very angry.
At this moment, they were waiting patiently at each exit of the single-plank bridge.
However, two days passed in the blink of an eye, but Ji Zilong did not appear.
Even the Huangji Mansion disciples who entered and returned to Dumuqiao two days ago suddenly disappeared without any news.
"Boss, is that enough?
There are so many."
Rabbit stood up and lay down for three days in a row, and his waist was sore.
"Hehe, not enough."
Ji Zilong shook his head.
He didn't know the name of this sphagnum moss, but this sphagnum moss was very special.
Not only could it refresh the mind, but it was also rich in pure spiritual energy.
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More importantly, if it had the conditions to grow, it could actually produce spiritual energy on its own.
Ever since he advanced in several spiritual arts, Ji Zilong's spiritual energy could not meet his needs, so he had to reserve a large amount of things that could replenish his spiritual energy.
After all, after entering the Tomb of the Spirit King, he will face one battle after another, and Ji Zilong must be fully prepared.
呲呲 On the fourth day, Ji Zilong on the single-plank bridge finally climbed to the end and scraped off the last bit of sphagnum moss.
Looking back again, I saw that this single-plank bridge had a new look, and it was full of vitality everywhere.
The cracked bark of the tree was filled with spiritual energy, as if it was about to pull out the green buds of the heart.
"hey-hey" Ji Zilong grinned, thinking about whether to find another place to get some things to replenish his health, while he walked down the single-plank bridge step by step, and slowly emerged from the thick mist.
Buzz Stepping out of the mist, Ji Zilong immediately felt the difference in the world.
The vast world is endless as far as the eye can see, and the overlapping mountains look like giant beasts dormant on the earth.
Between the sky and the earth, the spiritual energy is so full that it is almost turning into water.
This level of spiritual energy concentration is much stronger than the outside world. times.
"Before I came in, I heard that there are aboriginal people here.
Judging from the concentration of spiritual energy here, I guess the spiritual beasts here must be particularly fat."
Noriko Ryū's mouth watered.
The spirit beasts that grow in this environment are definitely more delicious than the spirit beasts in Chen Territory, and even the spirit beast races cannot compare with them.
Suddenly, Ji Zilong smelled a faint smell of blood floating nearby.
He immediately turned his gaze away, only to see traces of blood-stained Yin Hong everywhere within a hundred meters. .
Broken limbs and broken arms were scattered everywhere.
Although there were not many humans and beasts, all of them died tragically.
It seemed as if they had suffered extremely painful torture during their lifetime.
Seeing this scene, Ji Zilong immediately frowned.
A lot of blood on the ground had just begun to solidify, as if it had happened just a few hours ago.
“So scary” The rabbit couldn't help but shudder.
It stood on Ji Zilong's shoulder and couldn't help but shrink its neck.
It had been so arrogant just now, but now that it saw this tragic scene, it immediately lost its temper and began to retreat.
"Eh" Suddenly, Ji Zilong let out a cry of surprise.
He heard a gust of wind and suddenly looked up, only to see a big bird with blue flames all over its body circling in the sky on the hilltop in front of him, slowly landing.
"This bird is definitely an aborigine, don't run away."
Ji Zilong immediately let out a loud cry, kicked off his feet, and jumped into the sky with a roar.
In the next moment, he crossed a distance of nearly a kilometer and landed directly on the top of the mountain.
The force of its fall caused the whole mountain to tremble slightly.
At this moment, the mountain suddenly dropped several meters and almost collapsed.
"Big Bird, leave your bird wings" Ji Zilong shouted, holding a golden knife and flying towards the landing Big Bird.
"Hey!"
Big Bird heard the noise and looked up.
He saw a young man covered in rich gold, holding a golden knife and flying towards him.
As he ran, he bared his teeth and shouted that he would eat his own. wing: