Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

? The tomb has reached its end.

Although many formations were set up around him, it was nothing more than a simple effort for Chu Jingtian.

In the center of the cemetery, there is a Jiuyou tree that is a hundred feet high. There are gray fruits growing on this tree. Surrounding the Nine Nether Tree is a circular pool of blood-colored spiritual spring, which seems to be providing nutrients to the Nine Nether Tree.

"The Haunted Soul Fruit?"

As soon as he saw those fruits, Song Weiyang could no longer take his eyes away.

"Master Chu, this is the Yin Soul Fruit!"

Tanlong and Lu Jianli both looked at Chu Jingtian, seeming to be wondering what the Yinhun Fruit was.

Chu Jingtian was also sizing up the Nine Nether Tree, his eyes sweeping over the gray fruits, which were equivalent to the masterless spiritual thoughts. Although it was only half the size of the group of ownerless spiritual thoughts that Chu Jingtian obtained from the statue in the Wilderness Secret Realm, it was better because of its huge number.

Looking up, there are at least tens of thousands of crystals condensed on the Nine Nether Tree.

After hearing Song Weiyang's words, he slowly averted his gaze, nodded and said:

"Yes, these are the Yin Soul Fruits! They are completely formed by the resentment and hatred of the Yin Soul. After taking them, you can increase your spiritual power. You can also absorb them!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a Yinhun Fruit immediately.

This fruit is the size of a basin, but it weighs nothing when held in the palm of your hand. It is simply lighter than a snowflake. Chu Jingtian squeezed the fruit with his right hand and exploded it, turning it into a cloud of gray mist. Chu Jingtian opened his mouth and took a breath, and for a moment he felt that something in his mind had grown a lot.

"These Yinhun Fruits should allow me to take the lead in pushing cultivation to the eighth level!"

Chu Jingtian sat down directly and began to refine these divine thoughts.

Lu Jianli and Tanlong also learned a lot.

As for Song Weiyang, he could only look at it with envy on his face. He would not dare to swallow a Yin Soul Fruit directly like Chu Jingtian, otherwise the powerful spiritual thoughts inside would directly knock him into an idiot.

…

One day, two days, three days.

The previously deserted canyon suddenly became lively.

A group of people slowly appeared in the canyon.

If Chu Jingtian were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that one of the young men in the team was Su Long, who had fought with him in the wild secret realm. Su Long was accompanied by several men and women of similar age.

"Su Long, I heard that you went to the Immortal Martial World before and were beaten back in despair?" A handsome young man looked at Su Long with a joking look on his face.

"That kid is too strong!" Su Long replied angrily.

The young man who spoke was also a child of the Su family, named Su Fan.

The Su family belongs to the top family in the holy world. Even if they are just a junior in the family, they should not be underestimated. It's just that Su Long and Su Fan don't deal with each other very well, so naturally they won't look good on him.

Su Fan sneered:

"Too strong? In our opinion, the world of immortal martial arts is just a small place. You couldn't possibly be just making an excuse because you can't beat the opponent!"

"Huh, what's the excuse? Although that kid is about the same age as us, his strength is not as simple as you think. I didn't expect that there would be such a strong young man in the immortal martial arts world, which made me capsize!" Su Long sighed. .

Everyone smiled when they heard this.

A year ago, Su Long was seriously injured and escaped back to his family. Everyone thought he had encountered some powerful enemy, but no matter how they asked, Su Long never spoke. Later I found out that he was going to join in the fun because he saw a strange light rising into the sky in the Immortal Martial World, but who knew he was beaten back.

As for the young man Su Long mentioned, no one should take it seriously at all.

Who in the world of immortal martial arts can reach their level is not an old monster who has been practicing for thousands of years. As for people of similar age to them, it is simply impossible to achieve this level of cultivation.

"Whether it is, we will find out after we destroy the tomb of King Xian and go to the Immortal Martial World to take a look!" At this time, a man who was similar to Su Long spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone immediately fell silent.

His name is Su Yue, and he is the strongest member of the younger generation of the Su family. His cultivation has reached the eighth level, and he is known as the most powerful competitor on the holy list.

Su Yue's eyes were cold.

He took in everyone's expressions and glared at Su Long hatefully.

Su Long seemed to be very afraid of Su Yue and did not dare to speak anymore.

In fact, he also knows that his defeat in the Immortal Martial World has become a joke among the younger generation in the Holy World. Although Su Long wanted to go back and cause trouble many times, he suddenly gave up when he thought that even using the 'Protective Scroll', he was almost beheaded by the opponent's sword.

Coupled with the subsequent recovery from injuries and the search for King Xian's tomb, it has been delayed.

Seeing that the atmosphere became silent again, Su Long could only say:

"Brother Su Yue, what is the origin of this tomb of King Xian?"

"He's just an ordinary casual cultivator with a little fame. It is said that he got a Nine Nether Tree during his lifetime, and the Yinhun Fruit on it is a good thing!" Su Yue said lightly.

After hearing Su Yue's words, everyone's eyes lit up.

This Yinhun Fruit is a good thing to increase spiritual awareness. The key is that it has no side effects.

Su Long even rubbed his chin, concentrating secretly:

"If I can eat seven or eight Yin Soul Fruits, maybe I can officially enter the Eighth Realm. Then I will return to the Immortal Martial World and settle the score with that boy!"

"boom!"

at this time.

Suddenly, a sound that could only be heard in the spiritual plane resounded loudly.

At this moment, everyone was stunned and quickly looked forward.

All he saw was a streak of light rising into the sky entirely from his spiritual thoughts, like a torch. Even when this spiritual thought soared into the sky, there was a wave of shocking ripples all around. The expressions of everyone present changed, and those with slightly weaker cultivation levels felt as if their heads were being hit by something, making a buzzing sound.

"what is that?"

"What a powerful spiritual thought!"

"Is any senior practicing there?"

Feeling this divine thought, everyone's expressions changed.

Su Yue was startled for a moment, and then reacted:

"This is someone who is breaking through the Eighth Realm!"

"His location?" Su Long asked quickly.

"No, maybe someone discovered King Xian's tomb, right?" Su Yue came back to his senses, his expression became extremely ugly. He had been investigating the tomb of King Xian for half a year. Could it be that someone got there first?

"Walk!"

He shouted loudly, his whole body tumbling up, and he shot forward quickly.

Everyone looked at each other for a while.

He quickly followed him.

Teng! Teng! Teng!

The group of people turned into escaping light and leaped forward rapidly. After breaking through the waterfall, everyone was the first to see the prehistoric salamander that had been completely torn into pieces. The underground river had been dyed red, and the ground was filled with the smell of blood.

Seeing this scene, Su Yue's expression became more and more gloomy.

Without stopping, he quickly rushed towards the depths of King Xian's tomb. When he saw the blasted bronze door, the clay sculpture human chrysalis burned to ashes, and the exploding strange eggs, his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip with water.

Especially when he saw that the Jiuyou tree that was originally full of fruits had only a few Yinhun fruits left, as well as Chu Jingtian and the others sitting under the Jiuyou tree, he became even more furious.

"What kind of wild boy dares to steal my things!"