This sect is going against the sky

Under Lin Fan's intimidation, a group of young talents from the Eastern Wasteland, as well as the future ruler of the Yan Kingdom, are now on Qingyun Mountain, cutting down trees and lifting bricks.

But such days did not last long.

It's only half a day.

Before dawn the next day, several tyrannical auras descended on Qingyun Mountain.

"Where is Wang Hao? Didn't that kid say that there is a large tomb near here? Why is there no one?"

An old man in a gray Taoist robe with a pattern representing the Lingbao Pavilion embroidered on his chest stood in the air, looking at the silent Qingyun Mountain in front of him, frowning slightly.

"Elder Wang, don't worry, wait for me to see."

Next to him, a strong man from other forces in the Eastern Wilderness smiled, then closed his eyes and let out his divine thoughts.

For an instant.

On Qingyun Mountain, all the scenes, including the wind and grass, were all reflected in his mind.

Naturally, it included Wang Hao, who was so tired that they were lying in front of the Taoist temple that was being overhauled, sleeping soundly.

"found it."

The man opened his eyes, but his expression was a little subtle.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help being puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Luo Man, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man named 'Luo Man' said with a strange look: "They are sleeping now, they seem very tired..."

"kindness?"

"sleep?"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

The life of monks is different from that of ordinary people. They only need to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to keep them full of energy.

So there is no need to rely on sleep to recover.

What's more, even if you are really tired, you can also rely on meditation to adjust.

Sleeping is a complete waste of time for them.

"What are you doing?"

The elder Wang from Lingbao Pavilion frowned, his face was very dissatisfied: "It was said that a large tomb appeared, but until now, I haven't felt any fluctuations."

"Go, wake up those boys, and ask them what they are doing!"

Elder Wang gave instructions to the Lingbao Pavilion disciples on the side.

Hearing this, the disciple immediately nodded his head, descended towards Qingyun Mountain, and came directly to Lin Fan's Taoist temple.

He woke up Wang Hao and the others, and then asked suspiciously, "Senior Brother Wang, what are you doing?"

"Where is the big tomb? Where is it?"

Looking at the person who came, the exhausted Wang Hao was confused for a while, and then soon, with a jolt, he woke up instantly.

"Junior Brother, are you here?"

Wang Hao was full of surprise, and immediately asked, "Is the elder here?"

"It's all here."

The Lingbao Pavilion disciple nodded and pointed behind him, only to see several old men with strong auras coming hand in hand and slowly landing on the cliff.

Followed by a group of disciples.

They are all strongmen from various factions in the Eastern Wilderness who came to see the excitement this time. They heard that a large tomb was born, and it was likely to be the emperor's tomb.

As long as it is confirmed that the emperor's tomb really exists, then they will immediately notify the Zongmen and mobilize people from Donghuang again.

Because it is too difficult to open a large tomb, and they alone may not be enough.

Especially the emperor's tomb is almost always accompanied by a peerless battle.

Every birth.

There will be a bloodbath.

Whether it was the fierce formation or the battle in the tomb, they were all very fierce, so no matter how greedy everyone was, no one would dare to be careless about this matter.

This is why.

The reason why they can come together.

Because there is almost no force that can eat an emperor's tomb alone, the best way is to work together to break open the tomb first, and then use their own abilities.

"Elder, guardian..."

Seeing their backer approaching, the group of people who were in panic during the day suddenly burst into tears.

"What happened? Why are your cultivations gone?"

An old man in the Faxiang Realm stared at Wang Hao and his party, frowning, and could see the changes in them.

The rest of the people were no exception, they all frowned, waiting for Wang Hao and the others to explain.

Just as Wang Hao was about to speak, a giant bird with bright hair, snow-white body, and several feet in size suddenly appeared in the sky and let out a long howl.

Horrible breath.

At least it is also a big monster comparable to the power of the Faxiang Realm.

And on top of this big monster, there are still several people standing.

The leader among them was an old man, but his aura was much stronger than those present.

There is an inexplicable majesty in every gesture.

And beside the old man.

Standing is a middle-aged man, wearing a dragon robe and a jade crown on his head, which is beyond words.

Although he is not as tyrannical as the old man, but he still exudes a kingly air.

These are two kings.

Their appearance made Wang Hao pause when the words came to his lips.

"It's the people from the God of Life Valley."

Everyone raised their heads, looked at the big bird, and recognized the identity of the person at a glance.

"Father."

Li Yi, who was standing behind, saw the middle-aged man on the big bird, and hurried forward to salute.

That is none other than Li Shicheng, the current Lord of Yan Kingdom.

And as a king who has escaped from the mortal realm, Li Shicheng naturally could see Li Yi's current state at a glance.

He frowned and asked, "Yi'er, who sealed your cultivation?"

"Also, where is Her Majesty the Holy Maiden? Didn't you say that you found him?"

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

"Saint Ye is here too?"

They were shocked.

Wang Hao nodded, and then told what happened that day from beginning to end.

"Shengnv Ye was actually kidnapped?"

The more people listened, the more surprised they became, and then they couldn't help but look at the strong man from the Valley of Life.

I saw the other party's face was gloomy.

Immediately, he took a step forward, stepping on the void, and a terrifying divine sense burst out from him in an instant, and then enveloped the entire Qingyun Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, since you dared to kidnap the Holy Maiden of God Valley, why didn't you dare to come out and see her?"

The old man spoke slowly, and the sound was like thunder, exploding in the silent night sky.

Li Shicheng also stepped out and stood side by side with him. His spiritual sense locked on the Taoist temple where Lin Fan was, and said lightly:

"I didn't expect my country of Yan to have such a strong fellow Daoist. It's really surprising. Why don't I come to be the host, and ask Fellow Daoist to come out with His Royal Highness, let's have a good talk, how about it?"

The voices of the two, one in front and one behind, came to the Taoist temple.

In the Taoist temple, Lin Fan sat on the main seat, closed his eyes and meditated, as if he had fallen asleep and didn't hear anything at all.

Under him, Ye Qingxue stood beside him, persuading him nervously: "Just go, I don't want you to lose your life, if you lose your cultivation, you'll be gone, and you'll pay for saving me."

"The one who came outside was the Seventh Elder from the God of Life, and his cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the Transcendence Realm. What's more, he must not be the only one who came this time, and maybe the Supreme Elder from the Transformation God Realm would follow along."

"If you don't leave, when they find out about my situation, even if you are the king, you will inevitably die."

Ye Qingxue was anxious.

After getting in touch these days, she also discovered that Lin Fan is not a bad person.

Maybe he really wanted to accept himself as a disciple.

It's just a method, there may be some problems... So, Ye Qingxue didn't want to see him, because she died here.

After all, no matter what, Lin Fan had saved her life.