Painting of the Nine Immortals

Jiulong Mountain, entrance to the tomb.

Countless creatures look forward to it. There are people, monsters, and weird races. Without exception, all eyes are hot and full of expectations.

This made Ling Xian frown slightly, and said, "What are they expecting?"

"Looking forward to the entrance."

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "Every time after, the tomb of Danzu will be opened once, and the maximum number of people at a time is 200."

"Oh?"

Ling Xian frowned, looking at the entrance, and there was a layer of light film there, which looked weak but indestructible.

"What does Dan Zu want to do? Why limit the number of people?" Ling Xian frowned even deeper.

"What is the ability of the tomb of ten thousand lives?" The old man asked.

"Pit kills souls and creates life."

Ling Xian's expression was condensed, and she understood Dan Zu's purpose for doing so.

Obviously, the upper limit of the tomb of ten thousand lives is two hundred people, and beyond this number, uncontrollable situations will occur.

To put it plainly, there is no guarantee of killing as many as possible.

"I see, right?" The old man grinned, coldly.

"Is this tomb really Danzu's ..."

Ling Xian sighed softly. In his impression, Dan Zu would not have done such a thing as a blood sacrifice even if he was not a good person.

But all the evidence suggests that this is what Dan Zu did.

"Who knows? I just believe what I see." The old man squinted.

"For the sake of selfish desire, kill countless lives, what is the difference between this and the demon?" Ling Xian sighed.

The million deaths in the tomb of all deaths are just a general term. God knows how many people need to sacrifice to create life.

"What's the point of discussing Danzu's conduct?"

The old man glanced at Ling Xian a little, and said, "Is he good or bad? What does it have to do with me? I only care about Danzu's inheritance."

"Don't you be afraid of being sacrificed by blood and becoming the nourishment of that unborn life?" Ling Xian said lightly.

"Fear not to come." The old man grinned.

"Dan Zu, what exactly do you want to do ..."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and then slowly scanned the audience, ready to inform everyone of the tomb of death.

The old man saw his intention, and he laughed, "If I were you, I would remain silent."

"You can ignore life, but I can't." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Do you really think these people don't know the tomb of all death?"

The old man laughed and said, "I dare not say that everyone is clear. At least those casual practitioners do not know, but how can the forces on the side of King Lin not know?"

"It is the so-called wealth insurance, not to mention the wealth, it is still the ancestor of Danzu."

"Everyone is holding on to luck and dreaming of one step in the sky. Even if you ask it out, it won't help."

The old man's words were harsh, but Ling Xian had to admit that he was right.

No one will give up before the facts do not appear, and before the killings come.

"Danzu inheritance, what a temptation."

Ling Xian laughed at herself, and to put it plainly, he was no different from these people. They were all ‘fish’ seduced by the ancestors of Danzu.

The only difference is that he is for Dan Xian, not himself.

"Be silent, if you really want to stop, get Danzu's lineage earlier. Only in this way can you stop thinking about the world." The old man sighed.

"That's right. If you stop thinking, you won't die again." Ling Xian muttered to herself.

"Haha, they don't think they are dying."

The old man smiled and said: "Everyone present, including you and me, thinks that they can inherit the ancestors of Danzu, and they can retreat from the whole body."

Hearing that, Ling Xian sighed softly and said nothing.

He looked around the audience and saw a lot of familiar faces.

Such as Mei Yanrou and Ji Feiyang.

He is still the elder brother, and his second child looks like his parents' name.

However, what his parents hoped for should be the flying spirit, and he was the flying spirit.

"I hope you don't provoke me again."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, he didn't want to carry it with the real fairy family, but he didn't have to be afraid either.

If Ji Feiyang is provocative, he will never relent.

"People of Ji Family? Do you have holidays with him?" The old man's eyes were hot.

"That's right."

Ling Xian glanced at the old man and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

"Hey, how do we say we are partners."

The old man grinned and said, "If he dares to challenge, I can help you make him."

"Aren't you afraid to offend Ji's family?" Ling Xian smiled.

"Afraid, but this is the tomb of all death, who knows I did it?"

The old man smiled wretchedly, and said, "Of course, I'm not cheap. You have to give me the genesis pages."

"Don't even think about it."

Ling Xianle said, "I don't need you to deal with this person."

Speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

After half an hour, a scent of Danxiang spread out, just like the legendary immortal was born.

This refreshed everyone, sniffing Dan Xiang greedily, revealing intoxication.

The same is true of Lingxian.

Danxiang is so wonderful, it is just like an elixir, which makes people feel comfortable and relaxed.

"It's going to open. As soon as Dan Xiang comes out, the prohibition will open!"

"Haha, is it finally open, Danzu inheritance, you are destined to be mine!"

"The ancestor of the ancestors, I am here, and I will be the **** of life in this life if I get you!"

The crowd was full of eyes, almost crazy.

No way, the temptation of Danzu's inheritance is too great, even if the Supreme comes, it is difficult to keep calm.

"It is indeed the legendary ancestor of Dan, and none of the elixir is ordinary."

Ling Xian sniffed Danxiang, and was impressed.

With his Dan Dao attainment approaching the Grand Master, it is natural to be able to judge the grade and efficacy of the elixir through Danxiang.

In his perception, none of the elixir was lower than Sanpin and none of the elixir was lower than 80%.

Therefore, Ling Xian's emotions a little bit hot.

The presence of aroma means that the elixir has not lost its essence and is still effective. And in the face of the **** Dan Dan himself, who can keep calm?

Even if there is no ancestor of the ancestor, these gods of three or more grades alone are enough to make the world crazy!

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to it, and even many people are shaking with excitement.

In the eyes everyone expected, the light film at the entrance finally dispersed.

Suddenly, everyone moved into shape and rushed into it.

However, most people were bombed.

Every time the Tomb of the Dead is opened, only two hundred people are accepted. Above the limit, the prohibition will reappear.

Therefore, many people make strong shots, blasting the creatures around them to ensure that they can definitely enter the tomb.

Ling Xian was also attacked.

The shot was a big man in purple, relying on his cultivation in the mid-seventh realm, he had already blasted several creatures.

This time, he followed Ling Xian.

Unfortunately, the person being bombed off was not Ling Xian, but himself.

To this day, even if the Eighth State Da Neng wants to take a shot against Ling Xian, he still has to weigh one or two.

A middle-aged monk in the seventh realm was simply hanging by Shou Xinggong and had a long history of suspicion.