Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

? The location of King Xian’s tomb is difficult to find.

If you just relied on the description of the fallen warrior, it would take several days at least. But it was much easier to take the thin man with him, and we went directly to the Cave of King Xian's Tomb.

This thin man is called Song Weiyang, and he is a casual martial artist. Although all the bones in his body were broken by Chu Jingtian's slap, he immediately became full of energy after taking a few pills.

This is naturally the reason why Chu Jingtian didn't deliberately act cruelly, otherwise even if Daluo Jinxian's Nine Transformation Soul Resurrection Pill was used, he could only stare blankly.

Song Weiyang was completely frightened and regarded Chu Jingtian as a child of a certain big family who came out to play. Not only was his own strength terrifying, Tanlong and Lu Jianli had also reached the seventh realm of grand masters. After learning that they were from the Immortal Martial World, they were immediately dumbfounded.

But he did not look down on Chu Jingtian and the others because of this. Being able to cultivate such a level of cultivation in the Immortal Martial World, and entering the Holy World, they would be able to swim like a fish in water, and they would surely soar into the sky.

"Master Chu, go this way!"

Song Weiyang led the way and shouted respectfully. He peeled back a patch of bushes, revealing a cave leading downward. Lu Jianli stretched out his head and took a look, but he couldn't see the whole thing at a glance.

"King Xian offended many people during his lifetime, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find peace after his death, so he hid his grave very deep. Even if we had a map, we searched for it for more than half a year!" Song Weiyang explained as he walked.

This cave actually leads to a grand canyon.

There are towering cliffs on both sides of the canyon, and there is a huge river in the center. If you listen carefully, you can hear the loud pouring sound of the waterfall.

Chu Jingtian put his hands behind his back and looked around.

'Fortunately, Song Weiyang was saved at that time, otherwise even if he brought the map, he would have wasted a lot of effort! ’ Chu Jingtian thought to himself secretly.

This is a naturally formed canyon. Even if you walk here, you won't find any difference.

After half a day, we walked to the end of the river and saw the huge waterfall. Under this waterfall, everyone is as small as ants.

Song Weiyang pointed to the waterfall and said, "Master Chu, the tomb of King Xian is at the back of the cave, but the prehistoric salamander is guarding it."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Jingtian raised his hand and cut off the waterfall. Without the obstruction of the water flow,

A huge cave of several hundred feet. The inside of the cave was pitch black and it was difficult to see what was going on, but you could see traces of the giant beasts' movements around it.

"Let's go!"

Song Weiyang wanted to say more, but Chu Jingtian had already stepped in.

After entering the cave, an unpleasant fishy smell assaulted my nostrils.

The prehistoric salamander was not among them.

But this area is still mottled and there are no traces of artificial excavation.

Lu Jianli and Tanlong looked puzzled.

Chu Jingtian, on the other hand, looked as usual: "This King Xian is quite smart. If my guess is correct, this should be the lair of the prehistoric salamander. He built his cemetery in the lair of the prehistoric salamander. On the one hand, he is invisible to the public. Or you can have a prehistoric salamander guard your grave for you."

Fatty Lu was amazed when he heard this.

Song Weiyang quickly flattered Chu Jingtian, saying that Chu Jingtian had extensive knowledge, which he only found out after inquiring in many ways.

Chu Jingtian's face was full of disdain. Although this method was original in the eyes of ordinary people, it could only be regarded as average in his eyes. He has also seen some top strong men use the Demon Emperor of the Ninth Realm to guard the tomb for him, and not just one and two.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the cave suddenly opened up.

An underground river blocked everyone's way, and at the other end of the underground river was a bronze gate several people high. There are some weird and terrifying patterns carved on the door.

"Dedicate the King's Tomb!"

Song Weiyang said excitedly.

He tried several times but never saw the tomb of King Xian. How could he not be happy now that he finally saw it?

Wow!

At this moment, there was a fierce sound of water, and the calm underground river suddenly boiled, and a huge black shadow quickly emerged.

"Prehistoric salamander!"

Lu Jianli's eyes narrowed.

This prehistoric salamander looks like a lizard, but it has no scales, giving it a slippery appearance. With his eyes wide open, a ray of light like the blazing sun came directly over him.

"Roar!"

At the same time, it let out a roar, and spit out its long flaming tongue, rolling it towards Song Weiyang.

"Greedy Dragon!"

Chu Jingtian drank in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, Tanlong rushed away violently.

Song Weiyang only felt that with a flash of golden light, Tanlong had transformed into a size of thousands of feet in an instant, and crashed into the prehistoric salamander at the same time.

boom!

That prehistoric salamander was as big as a mountain.

It's incredibly big.

But in front of Tanlong, he suddenly felt like the difference between an adult and a child.

There was a violent loud noise, and the prehistoric salamander immediately exploded out like a rag bag and crashed into the underground river, causing the entire underground river to become bloody and torn to pieces.

"Master Long, that prehistoric salamander can spit poison!"

Song Weiyang shouted quickly.

Before he finished speaking, the prehistoric salamander stood up and sprang out of the underground river again. When he opened his mouth and spat out, a terrifying black mist swept out.

If you look closely, these poisonous mist are actually formed by countless thin poisonous needles.

Even a tiny bit of it is enough to make an ordinary seventh-level warrior like Song Weiyang fall down and die on the spot.

Tanlong didn't care at all and opened his mouth to spit.

"Bah!"

A bolt of lightning struck.

Wherever the lightning passed, the poisonous mist was directly torn into pieces.

When the prehistoric salamander saw this, he was so frightened that goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body, and he quickly ran away. I saw that bolt of lightning suddenly hitting the bronze door, blasting a huge hole in the bronze door.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, the greedy dragon flew away quickly and flew above the prehistoric salamander, and the dragon's claws suddenly tore it apart.

"Bah!"

There was a loud sound like the tearing of brocade silk.

The prehistoric salamander was torn into pieces on the spot, turned into countless pieces of flesh, and crashed into the underground river, splashing countless blood.

Under Song Weiyang's shocked eyes, Tanlong flew back leisurely, with that relaxed and carefree posture, it was like crushing an ant to death.

"Is that the King's Tomb?"

Chu Jingtian narrowed his eyes and looked.

Tanlong's previous bolt of lightning had already blasted open the door to King Xian's tomb.

Through the huge hole, a strong and pungent smell of corpses immediately rushed over.

"That is?"

Song Weiyang also noticed Chu Jingtian's gaze and quickly looked forward.

At this sight, he couldn't help but gasp, and he felt a creepy feeling rush to his forehead. Although he has entered the tombs of many strong men, he has never experienced such a strange existence!

He secretly glanced at Chu Jingtian.

Sure enough, Chu Jingtian couldn't help but frown.