Everlasting Dragon Emperor

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After observing them for a while, they left Tianyun Sect and went to Fantasy Sword Sect.

The strength of the Magic Sword Sect is similar to that of Tian Yunzong, and there is also an ancestor with a weight of Wu Wang. The situation is also similar to that of Tian Yunzong.

Zongmen up and down, Wu Zong and above, including the ancestor of King Wujing, all disappeared, and even the body was not found.

The traces left at the scene are also similar to those of Tian Yunzong.

Xu Zhong and others frowned.

This situation is really strange.

"The other party, there may be more than two martial arts kings, we have to be careful!"

Xu Chong said with a deep voice, then looked at the bald man and asked, "Brother Wang, you have investigated for a few days, but what did you find?"

"Discovery, of course there is, and we have already speculated about the opponent's next goal to start!"

The bald man smiled with pride.

"What? This is great!"

Xu Zhong, Huang Jing and others were overjoyed.

"According to my guess, within a few days, the opponent's next target should be the Black Lion Hall."

"The Black Lion Hall is a sect with a strength similar to that of the Tianyun Sect and the Magic Sword Sect, and there is only one master of the king of the martial arts. Laowo, put them all!"

Dahan Dahan Road.

"Brother Wang is really a good idea. Then do it without delay. We set off immediately, ambushing around the Black Lion Hall and waiting for the other party to take the bait!"

Xu Zhongdao.

Immediately, a group of six people headed towards the Black Lion Hall.

Black Lion Hall, in a huge mountain range, looks from a distance, the mountain range is like a ferocious male lion.

In the mountains, roars of lions continually came out, shaking for dozens of miles.

The six of them found a hidden valley hiding in the Black Lion Mountains and waited quietly.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in a huge canopy, with the help of branches and leaves, concealing the figure, while converging the breath, like a piece of dead wood.

Lu Ming left a trace of his mind and looked around. Most of his mind sank into the sea of ​​understanding and realized the mood of thunder.

He did not dare to get too close to that Lei Ding, because the closer he was, the stronger the pressure of Lei, but the greater the pressure. It was very dangerous. If he did not succeed, he would destroy his mind and let him fly away.

In this way, one day passed without any movement.

The next day, there was no movement.

The next day, late at night.

Ooo...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew between the world and the ice was biting.

"coming!"

The bald man pointed to the sky with some excitement. Of course, the voice was low, and only a few of them could hear it.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

In the distance, a cloud of black clouds drifted towards this side, and among the black clouds, there was a black shadow looming.

"What's in the dark clouds? Not like a figure!"

Huang Jingdao.

The dark clouds, very fast, reached the Black Lion Mountain in the blink of an eye.

Silently, if they didn't cultivate one by one, they wouldn't find it.

When it reached the Black Lion Mountain Range, the dark clouds finally dispersed, exposing the objects inside.

"this is?"

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the dark clouds, three coffins and three huge coffins emerged. Each coffin, at least a hundred meters long, was painted in black, suspended in the air, and it was very infiltrating.

Uh!

Three coffins rushed towards the depths of the Black Lion Mountain Range.

Shortly after…

"who?"

In the Black Lion Mountain Range, an angry roar came, and then, a huge black lion like the mountain appeared in the air.

But at the next moment, a few black chains flew out, pierced the void, and wrapped the black lion around. Several black shadows flashed out, but at the next moment, they disappeared again.

boom! boom! …

Deep in the mountains, a huge roar sounded, the whole mountain shook, and it seemed that there was a peerless master.

But soon, the movement disappeared, the entire mountain range fell silent, and even the roars of those monsters disappeared.

Uh! Uh! …

At the next moment, three huge coffins broke out of the sky, flew out of the Black Lion Mountains, and flew north.

At this time, there was a noise and noise in the Black Lion Mountains.

"Shizu, Shizu is gone!"

"Master, my master is gone!"

"The ancestors had a war with people and disappeared!"

…

In the Black Lion Mountain Range, there were waves of wailing.

"Go, let's keep up!"

Xu Zhong's eyes flashed, and he whispered.

The people nodded and rose into the sky, rushed into a cloud of cloud, covered them with clouds, and chased toward the three coffins.

Going north, flying about 200,000 miles into a very desolate mountain.

This mountain is endless, insignificant, and there are not even many monsters.

Moreover, the further inside, the more desolate, or even dead.

On the ground, some white bones gradually exposed.

You can even see some broken weapons and armor.

"Here, a few hundred years, even thousands of years ago, it should be a battlefield, full of yin and shame!"

The bald man frowned.

In the front, a wasteland appeared, and the wasteland was filled with dark red mist, and the humming wind was blowing, incomparable.

call! call!

Three coffins flew directly into the wasteland and disappeared.

Everyone pondered for a moment, and chased directly.

As soon as they entered, the people shivered tremblingly, because the wind in this wilderness was too cold, and they did not withstand it for the time of the cultivation of the people.

Everyone converged, held their breath, held their feet, did not occupy the ground, flew in the wasteland, and looked around.

"Look, there are so many coffins!"

Huang Jing suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, his voice trembling.

Lu Ming looked around and saw that in the wasteland, rows of coffins were lined up. These coffins were about the same size as normal, dark and horrible.

At a glance, no fewer than a few hundred.

Everyone's face was a little dignified and they moved on.

Soon, he traveled dozens of miles.

Along the way, everyone saw the coffin, at least a few thousand.

"What the **** is this, is it a burial ground?"

Huang Jing's face was a little pale. After all, she was a woman. Although she was powerful, she was afraid of these things.

"It is estimated that it is a force that cultivates the martial arts of Xiemen, and it occupies here!"

Bald Dao Road!

"Those martial arts fighters above Wuzong, whether they are dead or alive, have disappeared. It is extremely strange. In the eastern part of Tianxuan domain, I have not heard of any forces that need so many coffins to practice."

Xu Zhongdao.

"Is it?"

At this moment, the white-haired old man's face suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.

"Brother Zong, what did you think of?"

Xu Zhong asked quickly.

"Sky Corpse!"

The white-haired old man pondered half a noise, and spit out three words very dignifiedly.

"What? Heavenly Corpse Sect?"

Xu Zhong, bald man, Huang Jing and others, exclaimed in silence, their face changed dramatically.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.