Standing on the top of the mountain, Mo Zhiyao looked at another mountain not far away with his eyes twitching.
Although he had thought before that the opening of the Tomb of Reincarnation would inevitably attract tens of thousands of monks, on this day, Mo Zhiyao still couldn't accept it when he saw the crowds of people filling the mountains and plains.
"A group of brainless idiots.
Even if they fail to attack Hedao, the owner of this ancient tomb of reincarnation is also a major cultivator at the peak of hiding.
How can these wastes get their hands on his cave?"
Xiao Qiong sat in the air and looked at it with sarcastic eyes.
Looking at the crowd on the opposite mountain peak, he said disdainfully.
"Money moves people's hearts.
Sometimes, greed can blind people's reason."
Yuan Cang shook his head and said with a sigh.
"Besides, this may not be a chance for them.
Sometimes, high cultivation level does not mean good luck."
"It's no use being lucky.
Even if one of those losers gets the skeleton, will he be able to keep it?
In the end, it will lead to a fatal disaster."
Xiaoqiong glanced at Yuancang and said unconvinced.
Yuan Cang smiled bitterly and stopped arguing with Xiaoqiong.
In fact, he just said it casually, and he also looked down on those guys who were ready to fish in troubled waters.
"That's Grandma Ghost Gu, right?"
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and landed on a certain place on the opposite mountain peak.
There were only a few people there.
All the monks who went up the mountain automatically stayed away from that place, as if there was a plague there. .
He was dressed in black robes, with a stooped body and an old face, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and the aura emanating from his body was cold and strange, making people feel chilled.
Even though they were extremely far apart, Mo Zhiyao could still feel the smell of danger.
"It looks like it should be her.
There is no old woman with her virtues in the entire city of chaos."
Xiaoqiong turned her head and looked at her, then said.
Mo Zhiyao looked at Grandma Ghost Gu, and when his eyes fell on the shadow at her feet, for some reason, he felt a palpitation in his heart.
Exhaling softly, Mo Zhiyao looked away.
The monks of that level would feel something if they were looked at for a little longer.
The reason why Mo Zhiyao was hiding here was because he didn't want to attract attention.
"Buzz" A burst of invisible violent fluctuations suddenly spread from the top of the mountain opposite, like a huge wave, spreading in all directions.
"The Tomb of Samsara has been opened."
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and his gaze fell on a huge bluestone building on the top of the mountain opposite.
There was a crisp cracking sound, and the transparent light curtain covering the cyan building suddenly shattered into fluorescent light that filled the sky and scattered in all directions.
"Let's go" I don't know who shouted first, and then, countless figures flew into the air, like a swarm of locusts, swarming crazily into the ancient tomb.
The huge stone door at the front of the ancient tomb was bombarded into countless rubbles by the impatient crowd.
Even a few monks who were too anxious and ran at the front were also blown into pieces by the spiritual energy bombarded from behind. broken into pieces.
Unfortunately, before entering the ancient tomb, he met the tragic end of his body and soul.
It took half an hour before the tens of thousands of people began to thin out, and those who were not in a hurry to enter the ancient tomb were all major cultivators with cultivation levels above the peak of the Seventh Mark Guishen.
"Master, when are we leaving?"
the Shadow Windwing Bat, which shrunk to the size of a fist, asked.
"There's no rush.
Those who entered first are just cannon fodder.
You see, the ghost Gu grandma hasn't entered yet.
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After she enters, it won't be too late for us to enter again."
Mo Zhiyao said unhurriedly.
After another long while, the cultivators who had reached the peak of the gods also entered the ancient tomb of reincarnation.
Grandma Ghost Gu slowly stood up and led those from the Gu sect into the ancient tomb.
"Let's go."
Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, a faint light flashed in his eyes, his body flashed, and he swept towards the Tomb of Samsara with the Shadow Wind Wing Bat.
"Wind Wing, unless you are facing off against that ghost Gu Grandma, you must not take action."
As he flew by, Mo Zhiyao said to the shadowy Wind Wing Bat on his shoulder.
Nowadays, the Shadow Windwing Bat is the biggest trump card in Mo Zhiyao's hand.
To deal with those trash that are hidden below the surface, Mo Zhiyao doesn't want to use it.
In order to avoid being exposed prematurely and attracting the attention of Grandma Gu.
For some reason, Mo Zhiyao always had a feeling of palpitations towards that ghost Gu grandma.
"I understand, Master."
Shadow Windwing Bat said in a deep voice with a flash of murderous intent in its eyes.
After passing through the shattered door and entering the Tomb of Samsara, a heart-shaking pressure hit his face, making Mo Zhiyao stop and frown slightly.
"This pressure..."
There was doubt in Mo Zhiyao's eyes.
Although he and the leader of the Fire Spirit Kingdom were thousands of miles apart, Mo Zhiyao had a deep understanding of the pressure of the Sixth Level of Hidden Void.
But the pressure in this ancient tomb of reincarnation is even faster and heavier than that of the Lord of the Fire Spirit Kingdom.
What's going on?
"This breath" Yuancang and Xiaoqiong's voices sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart at the same time, filled with doubts and deep shock.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Zhiyao frowned and asked in his mind.
"This breath seems to be that of the old master."
Yuan Cang's hesitant voice sounded and he said slowly.
"Old Master" Mo Zhiyao's eyes immediately flashed with horror, and then was replaced by deep doubts.
"Your old master, hasn't it been a thousand years since he left the Mist Grassland?"
"Yes, and when the old master left, his cultivation had already broken through to the realm of the Sixth Level of Harmony."
Xiaoqiong's somewhat heavy voice sounded in her heart.
"But the owner of this ancient tomb of reincarnation was only at the peak of Zangxu's cultivation, and he died because he failed to overcome the third virtual disaster.
How could he be your old master?"
Mo Zhiyao said in a deep voice. asked.
The news about the owner of this ancient tomb of reincarnation has spread a lot in the city of chaos.
It can be said that everyone knows that, without mentioning anything else, his cultivation level alone is not enough.
"Yes, but this aura really belongs to the old master.
There is no way we can admit it."
Yuan Cang said to Mo Zhiyao, with deep confusion in his voice.
"Go in first.
Once we get the bones of the owner of this ancient tomb of reincarnation, we should know the answer."
Mo Zhiyao pondered for a moment and said slowly.
With his figure flashing, Mo Zhiyao suppressed the doubts in his heart and dived deep into the ancient tomb.
Mo Zhiyao was the last to enter the ancient tomb and met no other monks along the way.
Not long after walking forward, an empty hall appeared in Mo Zhiyao's field of vision.
At the end of the main hall, there is a deep passage, which leads to the ancient tomb of reincarnation.
Stopping and standing, Mo Zhiyao's eyes became sharp.
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A faint smell of blood floated out along this passage and penetrated into Mo Zhiyao's nostrils.
"It seems that something should be done inside."
Mo Zhiyao frowned, and then his ghostly figure followed the passage in front of him and shot away inside.
The depth of the dark passage exceeded Mo Zhiyao's imagination, reaching a distance of thousands of feet.
As we went deeper, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
At the end, it was almost nauseating, and we could hear the screams in front of us, as well as the howls of monsters.
Several figures appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, covered in blood and with fear on their faces.
They howled like they were collapsing and ran towards Mo Zhiyao.
Apparently, they wanted to escape from this place.
Tomb of Samsara.
However, before they could reach Mo Zhiyao's position, they were thrown to the ground by several demonic beasts from behind.
They bit and bit each other, and blood and flesh spattered everywhere.
The screams stopped in shock, and there was no trace of them anymore. sound.
Originally, it was just a few monks being killed by monsters.
Such a scene could not shake Mo Zhiyao's nerves at all, but what happened next made Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrink tightly, and there was a deep shock in his eyes. .
The few human monks who were bitten to death by the monsters slowly got up from the ground after just a few breaths, but Mo Zhiyao could not feel a trace of life from their bodies.
His face was pale, with a faint layer of gray aura that represented death.
His eyes were lifeless and hollow, and a ferocious light full of animality gradually appeared, and his pupils turned into a penetrating green color.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes swept over these "people".
The monsters that bit them to death were the same as them in terms of skin color and eyes.
"What's going on?"
Even though Mo Zhiyao was used to seeing bloody scenes, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.
This kind of scene is simply too appalling.
Mo Zhiyao did not allow Mo Zhiyao to think too much.
After seeing Mo Zhiyao, those monks who had come back from the dead and the monster beasts on the side let out excited roars full of bloodthirsty, like hungry wolves.
As if seeing fresh meat, they all rushed towards Mo Zhiyao.
"Huh!"
Mo Zhiyao's eyes sharpened, and his figure flew out like lightning, passing by these monks and monsters.
"Crack!"
The sound of thunder and lightning suddenly sounded.
The monks and the monsters froze in place, and explosions continued on their bodies.
Puffs of blood mist exploded in the air, and shocking blood holes appeared one after another. on the body.
"Well" Mo Zhiyao turned around and saw that the monks and monsters who had suffered such injuries turned around and rushed towards Mo Zhiyao again as if nothing had happened.
"You won't die even if you do this."
Mo Zhiyao's face was gloomy.
He stretched out his arm and flicked his fingers.
Several purple thunder balls roared out and hit these strange monks and monsters.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A series of explosions sounded, and the ferocious power of thunder and lightning completely exploded the monks and monsters into pieces of flesh all over the sky.
A few faint screams came to Mo Zhi.
In Haruka's ears.
"Gu poison" Mo Zhiyao was very familiar with this kind of cry.
It was the sound that could only be made by voodoo insects.
"Grandma Ghost Gu" Mo Zhiyao's narrowed eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and at the same time there was also a look of surprise.
No wonder these monks and monsters turned out to be so weird.
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