The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 332 The strong gather

Chapter 332 The strong gather

Ling Hantian and the Black Manwing King Snake hid their aura, climbed up the mountain range, and looked into the distance.

This is a basin surrounded by continuous mountains. In the center of the basin is a huge blood-colored lake. The bloody water in the lake is tumbling, and bursts of blood-colored mist rise up.

On the shore of the lake, a giant ape with a height of ten meters was shining with flames all over its body, with streaks of flames lingering around its body. This was actually the giant ape with fire scales that Ling Hantian had seen in some classics.

A giant python with two horns, a body as thick as a bucket, tens of meters long, silvery white, as if cast from silver, quietly lying on a bank, other creatures dare not go beyond half a step .

There is also a ferocious beast with a height of more than ten meters. This beast is black and iron-colored, with three heads, each with a pair of hard double-horned bulls. The fierce light, like a hill standing on the shore, also monopolizes an area.

Of course, in addition to these three eye-catching big monsters, there are also powerful human warriors with overwhelming momentum.

One of them was a middle-aged warrior wearing a purple robe with a silver half-moon logo embroidered on his chest. He had suddenly reached the state of Nirvana, and this person was vaguely similar to Jiang Rulong. Ling Hantian guessed that this person was Jiang Yuanfeng, the leader of the Moon Worship Sect.

Not far from the Moon Worshiping Master, there are a dozen or so monks wearing cassocks and ring scars on their heads, especially the monk with white hair and beard in the front, whose cultivation level is not weaker than that of Chilong Taoist.

Next to the group of monks from the Great Zen Temple, there is a group of Taoist priests in blue and black Taoist robes. They come from Wuwei Taoist Temple, and they are four-star forces with the same reputation as the Great Zen Temple.

Even in some remote corners, Ling Hantian could feel an obscure aura. Obviously, these people are powerful casual cultivators like Chilong Taoist.

Looking at these people, Ling Hantian was secretly startled, it was the first time he had seen so many masters of the great sect, all of them had monstrous aura and peerless cultivation.

The tomb of the Underworld Emperor was opened, and even monks and Taoist priests were not exempt, and came to compete for this heaven-defying opportunity.

However, to Ling Hantian's surprise, the Yaohuang Pavilion and the Five Elements Hall's most powerful people he had seen before hadn't arrived yet. Obviously, he was teleported by Jiang Rulong this time to an extremely long distance, and he accidentally reached his destination first.

boom!
At this moment, the strange heartbeat came again, and Ling Hantian's body trembled violently. He felt that the sound of the heartbeat came from the lake.

And as the strange heartbeat sounded, the blood-colored lake seemed to boil completely at once, and blood was soaring to the sky. Although the blood in the lake had not flowed out, all the surrounding heroes involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ling Hantian looked up at the sky, and the quarter of the waning moon unexpectedly turned into a scarlet full moon at this moment, which made Ling Hantian feel intense unease in his heart.

At this moment, a scene that made Ling Hantian feel unbelievable appeared in the lake.

In the boiling lake, a magnificent ancient temple that is crystal clear and surrounded by colorful divine lights floats and sinks with the boiling blood.

The whole ancient temple is made of five-color divine jade, the whole body is crystal clear, the brilliance is shining, it is very magical, there are many ancient characters engraved on its foundation, the dragon-shaped characters are vigorous, the phoenix-shaped characters are flying, and the black turtle-shaped characters are deep and condensed , the unicorn-shaped characters are magnificent, like a dragon like a phoenix, like a turtle like a lin, with iron hooks and silver strokes, majestic and powerful, it is the characters of the ancient times.

"Amitabha, this hall is the place where the first emperor of all ages is buried, and it is exactly like the one described in the classics!"

On the shore, the abbot of the Great Chan Temple held his palms together and recited the Taoist name and said.

Hearing these words, all the powerhouses stared at the five-color ancient temple carefully, watching carefully and carefully.

Ling Hantian stared intently, the ancient temple shone with divine light, and as the blood floated up and down, there was an intimidating majestic aura emanating from the colorful divine splendor, which was shocking.

"Wuliang Tianzun, this is indeed the mausoleum of the Underworld Emperor!" Fu Chen, an old Taoist of Wuwei Taoist Temple, uttered the truth, confirming the origin of this hall.

"Haha, the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor is indeed hidden under this blood lake. The seal of the blood moon was loosened, and the blood surged up, and finally saw the light of day."

At this moment, the fire-scale giant ape of the Yaozu roared like thunder and smiled wantonly. The Yaohuang Pavilion is bound to win the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor this time. The three of them are just pioneers, and the real strong will come soon.

The voice of the fire-scaled giant ape made the human warriors look a little ugly, but no one made a sound, and they all watched the situation of the ancient temple carefully.

In the boiling lake, the blood-red lake water is extremely coquettish, and the ancient temple with divine light rises slowly, as if it is about to leave the lake gradually.

"My lord, we also mixed in with the crowd. This ancient palace is about to break away from the seal, and a great war is about to start. Maybe we can take advantage of the chaos and snatch some treasures." Everything that is happening outside is well known.

Ling Hantian groaned silently, the waning moon in the sky strangely turned into a full moon, especially after the ancient temple appeared, the uneasiness in Ling Hantian's heart became more and more intense.

But right now, great opportunities may indeed appear. If you hide behind the mountains, it will be difficult to obtain any opportunities, let alone destroy Ling Tianyang's opportunities.

Thinking of this, Ling Hantian cast the Thousand Illusion Exquisite Technique, transformed into a middle-aged man, and blended into the crowd.

boom!
Just as Ling Hantian mixed into the crowd, there was a muffled sound from the lake, as if the power that sealed the ancient temple was about to disappear, and something was about to come out of the ancient temple.

The blood-red lake is boiling, and the magnificent ancient palace slowly rises from the lake. The complex and profound ancient texts are faintly visible, but the ancient palace can no longer be imprisoned and allowed to float.

The ancient temple is radiant, its foundation is made of white jade, and a heavy breath of time flows out.

The majestic ancient temple is suspended above the lake. Many people couldn't resist the temptation of the inheritance and treasures of the first emperor of all ages. They soared into the sky and rushed to the gate of the square-sized palace, wanting to be the first to open the gate and enter inside. , Obtain the inheritance of the Underworld Emperor.

boom!
The strange heartbeat came from the ancient palace, which made Ling Hantian's heart tighten, and he stared at the ancient palace firmly.

The first one to rush towards the square in front of the hall was a flying centipede, with the cultivation base of a peak monster, but as soon as it landed on the square in front of the hall, it seemed to be under tremendous pressure and it was difficult to move at all.

Immediately afterwards, the body was shattered by an inexplicable force, and the ten-meter-long insect body was broken inch by inch, turning into a blood rain and falling at the entrance of the ancient temple.

There was also a casual cultivator at the limit of the innate realm, his true energy was boiling, and he rushed towards the square in front of the hall like a meteor, and was also pressed down on the square by an inexplicable force, vomiting blood.

The ancient temple was quietly suspended above the lake, and the divine light was shining brightly. Those strong men who rushed over first all fell on the square at the entrance of the ancient temple, turning into a cloud of blood rain.

Looking at the fallen powerhouses, Ling Hantian was a little startled. What kind of power was contained in this ancient temple? The peak monsters or the innate extreme powerhouses were unable to move an inch in the square, and their bodies were shattered by the inexplicable power.

Especially the weird heartbeat sound, like a boulder pressing down on his heart, made him a little out of breath.

(End of this chapter)