Fairy

() Qing Daoxu, a well-known name in ancient times, there are still statues of him all over the Yuan Kingdom, and even his Daoxu Hall. He has been beautified as the incarnation of the God of War.

10 years ago, the ancient gods brought disaster to the world of comprehension. The first person who rose up to rebel was Qing Daoxu, who founded the Qingtian Sect. He joined forces with Su Wu, Chu Wu, Xuan Wu, Zi Xiao and other old monsters to form the Alliance of Punishing Gods. .

The Alliance of Killing Gods is also the embryonic form of the Merchant Alliance, which evolved from the Alliance of Killing Gods. Unfortunately, the ancient gods heard the news and beheaded Qing Daoxu.

"Didn't the history books say that Qing Daoxu was beheaded by the ancient god? How could he appear in the fairy tomb of the Demon Emperor Zixiao?"

All the monks swept towards Qing Daoxu with their spiritual sense, and found a faint mark of desolation on Qing Daoxu's forehead, and a bold guess grew in their hearts.

The fact that is likely to be submerged in history is this. 10 years ago, the ancient gods used the barren seal to control Qing Daoxu, making Qing Daoxu a puppet of the ancient gods. Later, the Demon Emperor Zixiao united with other monks to attack Killed the ancient god, captured Qing Daoxu casually, and sealed Qing Daoxu in his own fairy tomb.

Qingtian Old Daoist of Qingtian Sect, Head Master Lu and a group of disciples were even more pale. Their patriarch who founded the sect turned into a desolate slave. This was unacceptable to them. They would rather their patriarch die than live in world.

Wang Xian also felt deep sorrow for the Qingtian Sect. He did not expect that the founder of the Qingtian Sect became a barren slave and was sealed in the tomb of Immortal Zixiao.

Qing Daoxu's eyes were empty, he looked at the monks in confusion, stroked his beard with his left hand, and grabbed Fang Tianding, the Lingbao, with his right hand.

"That's Lingbao Fang Tianding!" Old Monster Chashui was overjoyed when he saw Lingbao, and turned into a hundred-foot-long dragon and entangled Fang Tianding.

"kill!"

Qing Daoxu's eyes were bloodshot, and he was furious. He swung Fang Tianding and threw it at Shenlong. His movements were extremely slow, but they gave off a feeling of being as heavy as a mountain.

boom!Boom!Boom!

Fang Tianding smashed on Shenlong and shattered Shenlong.

Chashui has an immortal body, and was about to reorganize into a new body. Qing Daoxu turned Fang Tianding over. Immediately, the surrounding vegetation collapsed, and even the ground was cracked. The huge suction directly sucked Chashui's avatar Dingzhong.

Ah!

With a scream from Zha Shui, the avatar of Huashen was sucked away by Fang Tianding, and he paid the price for his greed.

"Quickly retreat! Patriarch Qing has lost his sanity!" The old Taoist Qingtian sacrificed the Qingtian Cauldron and fled into the distance.

All the monks immediately sacrificed the ancient treasures and fled, only three or five Nascent Soul monks reacted too slowly and were sucked in by Fang Tianding's huge suction.

"Qing Daoxu is so terrifying before he makes a move. If he makes a move, it is estimated that even the old monster Huashen can't stop his blow."

"It's a pity Fang Tianding, the legendary spirit treasure was buried in the fairy tomb."

The monks were shocked.

Qing Daoxu was an old monster of Huashen 10 years ago, 10 years have passed, I don't know what kind of terrifying situation his cultivation base has reached, but fortunately, Qing Daoxu took away Cha Shui and a few old monsters, and sent him Did not chase other monks.

When the monks stepped into the vicinity of the tomb, the ban on the fairy tomb was triggered, and everything around them changed. The monks were about to exit the fairy tomb, but they found that they had retreated to a deserted hillside.

Woo!Woo!

The sound of ghosts crying came from afar, and all the monks felt their souls tremble, and strange forces imprisoned their bodies.

Holding the Dayan Geng Golden Sword, Wang Xian shattered the incoming magic sound, and controlled the Xutian tripod to hang down the sky to resist the invasion of the magic sound.

When all the monks noticed the magic sound, half of them had already been hit by the magic song. The monks who had been caught by the magic song stared blankly at the sky and listened to the magic song with their ears sideways.

"This is the magic song of an old monster in ancient times. The listener will lose their sanity. Even the weaker mind of the old monster who transforms gods may also fall into this magic song."

Just now I met the extremely terrifying Qing Daoxu, and now I also met the old monster playing magic tunes to seduce people's minds. The monks who survived felt chills. Only then did they realize that the fairy tomb is a place of right and wrong, and they should not have entered it in the first place. It was too late to regret, so I had to try my best to escape.

"Facing southeast, there are shrouds densely covered, which can resist the magic song." A monk suggested.

quack!quack!

Nine pale-faced old men dressed in white appeared in the void. They also had a faint mark of desolation on their foreheads. Each of them held a jade flute, and the magic song was played by nine people.

The scalps of all the monks were numb, but there was only one of the nine. The main body of the old monster and the eight avatars were absolutely terrifying existences. They all rushed towards the place covered with shrouds in a panic.

Everywhere in this place is a dangerous place. Just as the monks plundered to the place covered with shrouds, rolls of shrouds entangled the monks like a swallowing magic cloth.

Unable to defend themselves, dozens of Nascent Soul monks were entangled in shrouds, and were pulled into a huge tomb in the distance by a mysterious force.

"No, these shrouds are a weapon for killing people."

The remaining [-] monks fled to the distance under the leadership of Huashen Laoguai.

Swish, swish, the shroud chased all the monks like a sky-swallowing magic cloth, and several monks were swept away by the shroud.

The ancestor of the lotus demon gave a loud shout, and sacrificed the precious lotus lamp, and suddenly the shroud was burned with raging flames, causing the shroud to be reduced to ashes in rolls.

The crisis of the monks was lifted, but a figure suddenly shot out from the tomb, a desolate slave who was completely wrapped in a shroud rushed towards him.

In an instant, except for Qingtian Laodao, Lian Yao Patriarch, Wang Xian, the Patriarch of the Royal Family, and the Emperor of the Royal Family, the rest of the monks were all slaughtered by the wild slaves.

Ah!

The head of Lu was torn apart by Huang Nu with one hand, and he let out a final scream.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xian wanted to sacrifice the Xutian Cauldron to rescue him, but Qingtian Laodao held him back and fled away.

Qingtian old way said: "You can't save Xiao Lu, that old monster is the notorious old monster shrouded in corpses 10 years ago, not to mention you, even ten old monsters who transform gods together may not be his opponent He is known as the No.1 of the Five Emperors and the Ancient Gods, and his reputation is by no means in vain. After 10 years, his cultivation has infinitely approached that of a monk with great supernatural powers."

Wang Xian also felt chills in his heart, and sighed: "If these monks hadn't become desolate slaves, after 10 years of cultivation, they would probably have become monks with great supernatural powers."

"Hey!" Qingtian Old Daoist sneered, "If they hadn't become desolate slaves, they wouldn't be able to live for 10 years. In the cultivation world, only desolate slaves have such terrifying vitality."

Everywhere is danger, everywhere is crisis!

The monks who entered the fairy tomb are now only Wang Xian, Qingtian Laodao, the ancestor of the lotus demon, the ancestor of the royal family, and the emperor.

The Shrouded Ancestor chased for a while, and saw a merit monument, as if restricted by the merit monument, he didn't dare to fly away for half a step.

Wang Xian told everyone about his discovery: "This area seems to be divided into many areas, and each monster has its own area. It seems that they cannot enter the area of ​​other monsters, and are bound in a small area by some kind of prohibition. within the region."

"That's right." Patriarch Lian Yao said with a gloomy face, "The Demon Emperor Zixiao must have imposed a very strong restriction to suppress these old monsters. Otherwise, if these old monsters gather together, we will not even have a chance to escape. , and they jointly suppressed it.”

The faces of the five people were extremely gloomy.

The lotus demon patriarch held the lotus lantern in his hand, and said in a hateful voice: "Go, I will clear the way."

With a whoosh, Patriarch Lian Yao stepped into a piece of red ground, and his whole body was burned by flames.

Those flames are not ordinary flames, but divine flames that can incinerate the avatar of Huashen.

The divine flames soared to the sky, and the ancestor of the lotus demon was burned to ashes by the divine flames before he could retreat in time.

With a bang, the immortal body of the ancestor Lian Yao was reorganized, but it was a pity that Shenyan didn't let him go, and immediately burned his reorganized body.

Repeatedly, the avatar of the ancestor of the lotus demon was always burned by the flames, which was equivalent to being sealed in this place and being burned by the flames endlessly.

Qingtian Laodao, Wang Xian, the ancestor of the royal family, the emperor's scalp is numb, and there is a look of fear in his eyes.

The four of them are old monsters who have experienced thousands of years, and they are still terrified when they see Shenyan, which shows how powerful Shenyan is.

"Well, such a divine flame, even 1 old monsters who have transformed themselves into gods can be burned. I don't know how that perverted Demon Emperor Zixiao collected so many divine flames. It's really terrifying." The emperor of the royal family of the Yuan Kingdom cursed.

The ancestor of the royal family looked at the sky and said to himself: "Perhaps, we can cross the flames by combining the Shihuang Ding and the Sheji Bell. The space is only enough for two people to escape."

The meaning of the ancestor of the royal family is very obvious. He and the emperor rely on the fusion of two ancient treasures to fly out of the flames, regardless of the life or death of Wang Xian and Qingtian Laodao.

The old Taoist Qingtian snorted coldly, offered the Qingtian Cauldron, and said with a disdainful smile: "My apprentice and I both have a big cauldron, and if two big cauldrons are stacked together, we can also pass through the divine flames. Don't bother two fellow Taoists from the royal family to help us." safety concerns."

"Huh!" The ancestors of the royal family sent a voice transmission to the emperor, and the two sacrificed the Sheji Bell and the Shihuang Cauldron to fuse the two, and then the two turned into light and plundered into it.

The roar sounded, and the ancient treasure that was not a bell but not a tripod that was fused with the Sheji Bell and the Shihuang Ding rushed out of the divine flame.

The ancestors of the royal family and the emperor underestimated the power of the divine flame. The divine flame rolled towards the ancient treasure, melted the ancient treasure directly, and burned the two of them.

Ah!

The emperor screamed, and his body was turned into ashes, while the ancestors of the royal family turned into ashes, and then the immortal body reorganized, and was burned into ashes again by the divine flame, and the cycle continued.

"Retribution! Deserved