Ling tripod

"Everyone, stop talking so much! The ghost tomb will only be open for half an hour. If you delay any longer, no one will be able to enter! I can't care about so much, Tianshang will take all the disciples in!"

Deng Mushang said lightly, Lei Tianshang nodded, deliberately glanced at Chu Yan in the distance, and led all the disciples to fly towards the white light column.

"Okay, Chu Yan, Teng Ming, you go too!"

The two nodded and turned to leave, and then heard:

"Remember, you must come back alive!"

Yan Tianlong said solemnly as never before.

"Yes, Master!"

Hua Tengming and Chu Yan responded at the same time.

Hua Tengming stepped on the Burning Heaven Sword and flew towards the white light column.

"Xiwen, let's go!"

"Yes!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and Ruo Xiwen nodded to him.

The two drove the magic weapon and flew towards the white light column. Following them, the other 48 disciples also flew towards the white light column.

"Go!"

"Go!"

...

Qian Qingfeng and Qian Qingying each rode on a mechanical puppet bird and flew towards the white light column.

The young monk Yunkong rode on a red gold Zen staff and flew towards the white light column.

The scholar Kong Yunhai rode on a paper fan and flew towards the white light column.

The ghost prince Li Junchen rode on a black soul flag and flew towards the white light column.

The green-faced poison prince Feng Zilong rode on a dark green flying sword and flew towards the white light column.

The young man carrying a coffin, the corpse prince Ouyang Yuan rode on a bronze bell and flew towards the white light column.

...

The fifty strongest young people of the eight sects all flew towards the white light column.

Lei Tianshang was the first to touch the white light column and disappeared.

"Ghost Tomb Trial, I, Chu Yan, am here!"

Chu Yan's mind drove the water jade fish ring under his feet and suddenly accelerated and plunged into the white light column.

The disciples of the eight sects entered the white light column and disappeared...

Until now, the total of 400 talented disciples of the eight sects had all entered the ghost tomb.

Yan Tianlong said: "Let them go!"

Deng Mushang said: "Let them go!"

The leaders of the two sects, one righteous and one evil, spoke, and the sects let them go. At that moment, countless people among the hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the sky rushed towards the white light column.

The time left for these people was only a few dozen breaths. If they were one step later, they would lose the opportunity to enter the ghost tomb forever.

Everyone rushed to the front, no one wanted to fall behind, and they all took decisive actions. At that moment, magic weapons flew, spells were cast randomly, and there were casualties again, and corpses kept falling from the sky.

"Haha, I'll go first!"

A yellow-faced casual cultivator finally found an opportunity to rush to the front of the white light column, laughed wildly and rushed towards the white light column, but...

"Bang!"

The yellow-faced casual cultivator was directly shaken away by the white light column, and his internal organs were ruptured in an instant, and he died on the spot.

"These guys who were overwhelmed by temptation are so stupid!"

Deng Mushang looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help curling his lips.

The Ghost Tomb Trial has been prepared for the younger generation of cultivators since ancient times. Only cultivators under the age of 30 and with strength reaching the middle stage of Qi training can enter. Others who want to challenge Li Daoyuan's majesty will only die.

There are countless cultivators who do not meet the standards and were killed on the spot by the white light column. At this time, the crazy people in the sky calmed down. No one would rush forward knowing that they would die in vain.

At this time, a roar sounded from the crowd:

"I will break your rule today!"

I saw a one-eyed old man in a gray Taoist robe stepping on three gray flying swords and flying in the air.

"That's the powerful one-eyed Taoist priest!"

"Yes, that's him. He's a great cultivator in the Jindan stage!"

"Why would he come to join in the fun!"

"I heard that his life span has come to an end. I guess he wants to fight!"

...

Everyone recognized the gray-robed old man as soon as he appeared. Most Jindan stage cultivators choose to practice in seclusion. This white light column is strange and unusual. Who would challenge him?

But the one-eyed Taoist priest is different. He has lived for 399 years and is still trapped in the fourth level of the Jindan stage and cannot break through. If he cannot break through to the middle stage of the Jindan stage, his life span can only reach 400 years, which means that he will die this year, so he is ready to fight.

"Ah!"

The gray-robed old man rushed towards the white light column at a high speed.

At this moment, the white light column shook violently, and Li Daoyuan's voice came out again:

"Want to challenge my majesty?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge palm as big as a small mountain condensed by white light suddenly stretched out from the white light column and smashed towards the one-eyed Taoist priest on the head.

"I will fight you!"

The one-eyed Taoist priest also risked his life, his tiger eyes widened, and he spat out three mouthfuls of blood. The three flying swords under his feet flew out through the blood mist, and instantly turned into dozens of feet long and chopped towards the giant white palm.

"Destroy it!"

A vicissitudes of life voice came out again.

The giant white palm smashed down on the head, and the two magic weapon-level flying swords of the one-eyed Taoist priest broke into pieces like a dead tree and rotten wood. The giant white palm was directly printed on the one-eyed Taoist priest's body.

"Bang!"

There was only a huge sound, and the one-eyed Taoist priest's body was shattered, his soul was annihilated, and turned into nothingness.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Under one palm, the Jindan-stage cultivator had no body and his soul was shattered! This kind of power is so terrifying that no one dared to fill in the numbers!

In the crowd, the talented young people who met the standards rushed towards the white light column.

A bald little nun flashed into the white light pillar.

The figure of a pale-faced, feminine young man flashed into the white beam of light.

A young man wearing a flying eagle and wearing animal skin rushed into the white light pillar.

An ordinary-looking young man in a gray gown rushed into the white light pillar.

A young man with patches all over his body and a broad and heavy knife on his back entered.

…

Countless young strong men entered the white light pillar.

Time flies.

"Boom!"

After another burst of thunder exploded in the sky, the dark clouds dispersed, the strong wind suddenly stopped, the sky was clear, and everything calmed down completely.

Just when the white light pillar was about to disintegrate, a plain white figure jumped into it like a bolt of lightning.

"Bang!"

The white light pillar suddenly disintegrated and turned into white light spots all over the sky and dissipated in the void.

On the top of the Burial Sky Mountain, the formations have disappeared, and everything is in a mess and dilapidated.

There are mutilated limbs and broken arms everywhere, and countless dead bodies!

This is the world of immortality, a world that respects strength. There is no right or wrong, only whether the fist is strong enough!

"Old Yan, there are too many variables in this ghost tomb trial!"

Qian Fengxiang looked at the scene in front of him and said to Yan Tianlong.

"Amitabha, some disciples of ancient sects have also entered the ghost tomb. Although they have been difficult to rise under our suppression for tens of thousands of years, after all, the background is there, and those little dolls are not ordinary characters."

Monk Yinyue said with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"But the young man who can successfully escape from the ghost tomb this time will definitely have an unlimited future!"

An inexplicable look flashed across Kong Jingbai's face.

"I always feel that something is wrong this time, but I can't tell where it is. I hope I feel wrong!"

Yan Tianlong looked at Deng Muchang, who had a calm face on the other side, and felt a little worried.

Deng Muchang's eyes flashed, and she whispered in her heart: "Tian Shang, don't let me down!"

In the ghost tomb.

Black lake, hut, dead tree, isolated island, yin moon!

The sky turned gloomy red, and the not-so-bright moonlight poured down through the mist. In front of a dilapidated small hut on an isolated island of less than 100 square meters in a black lake about a kilometer in diameter, more than ten people were lying in a mess. Upon closer inspection, there were eight men and three women.

A young man was lying on his back, and a white crane stood beside him. Its long pointed beak gently pecked the young man's angular face.

Chu Yan only felt a slight sting coming from his face. He opened his tired eyes and sat up. His eyes widened when he saw the scene in front of him. He said with some disbelief: "This is a ghost tomb?"

"Of course it's the Ghost Tomb. Where else do you think it could be?"

A young man with a broad back and a heavy sword on his clothes covered with patches appeared in Chu Yan's sight.

"Whoa whoa……"

The black girl immediately shouted loudly when she saw someone coming.

"Black girl, please don't be rude. How do you call this fellow Taoist?"

Chu Yan said lightly, but he was already alert in his heart. He carefully looked at this guy with a heavy knife on his back. He could wake up one step ahead of himself. This guy's strength would definitely not be below the foundation building stage, and with Hei Niu There is definitely something wrong with this guy who appears out of nowhere.

"I thought about killing you!"

The young man holding the knife did not answer Chu Yan's question, but instead said something shocking.

"oh?"

Chu Yan said lightly, with a strange smile on his face, and didn't say much. The other party thought about killing him but didn't do it. There must be some reason for it. Chu Yan already held a blood blast in his hand. Pearl, as long as the opponent makes any changes, directly use the True Spirit Nine Flashes and throw the Blood Explosive Pearl at the same time, the opponent will be caught off guard and will surely hate it.

"But it didn't work. Your monster is very strong! So it's not worth getting seriously injured!"

The young man holding the knife looked dull and looked at Bai He in front of him.

"Did you kill someone?"

There was a faint trace of blood on the clothes of the young man holding the knife, Chu Yan said with a faint smile on his lips.

"Two practitioners who are in the Dzogchen stage of Qi training are threatening me. I will kill them!"

The young man holding the knife said lightly, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.

"Who did you kill?"

Chu Yan's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Two practitioners of the devil's path!"

The young man holding the knife said lightly.

After hearing this, Chu Yan felt relieved! Ruo Xiwen is in the stage of Qi training. If this guy really kills Ruo Xiwen, Chu Yan will kill him immediately! Shattered bones and ashes!

"Ascension Sect, Chu Yan!"

"Rogue cultivator, knife mark!"

The two of them announced their families to each other, and then they stopped talking in a tacit understanding.

Dao Wen walked towards the other side of the island.

Chu Yan sat quietly and adjusted his breathing. He didn't know what dangers there were in the ghost tomb, and he had to be in peak condition at all times.

As soon as I entered the white light pillar, I felt like the world was spinning. Then I lost consciousness and appeared on the island when I woke up.