The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Hundred Tomb Mountain

Hundred Tomb Mountain
They sensed the entire town, but there was still no sign of Ling Hantian and the others, as if they disappeared from this world in an instant.

"Damn it, let them escape!"

Duke Dee punched the wall next to him. The terrifying force mixed with his angry roar caused the wall to suffer.

"They can't escape. If my prediction is correct, what they used just now should be the revolving wheel of the Hundred Tombs Gate."

Zhu Wanhou took a deep breath, and looked outside Longzhen, there seemed to be a memory in his eyes.

Di Gong looked at Zhu Wanhou, "Zhuan Tianlun? What kind of magical weapon!"

"It's a magic weapon that can transfer people instantly, a space-time magic weapon that ignores space and time!" Zhu Wanhou returned.

"Damn it, so we won't be able to catch them?" Duke Di's face became even more gloomy.

He has worked so hard to obtain the inheritance of Emperor Zun, but now he has become like this.

Zhu Wanhou shook his head and said with a sneer, "This object is not without flaws. It is said that no matter how it is transferred, it can only transfer people to Baitou Mountain."

"Oh?"

Duke Di was overjoyed when he heard that, it seemed that he had no chance, and immediately said: "I will lead people to surround Baitou Mountain, what do you plan?"

"Surround Hundred Tombs Mountain?"

Zhu Wanhou stared at Di Gong with eyes like an idiot, and said after a while, "Bai Tomb Mountain covers an area of ​​2000 mu, and there is no way to surround it without [-] million people."

Duke Di twitched his face, frowned and said, "Then what is the opinion of City Lord Zhu? That guy killed your son, so why don't you just let it go?"

"I will definitely tear him into pieces, that's not something you can worry about." Zhu Wanhou sneered.

He has obtained the identity of Ling Hantian, so he has his own thoughts and doesn't want to cooperate with Di Gong.

Why couldn't Duke Di understand the meaning of Zhu Wanhou's words, and immediately said viciously: "Very well, since the city lord doesn't cooperate, then the pavilion lord will take someone to block the gate of the Baitomb Gate. The Lord is not welcome."

Zhu Wanhou frowned slightly, but didn't say much at this time, he swung his long sleeves, turned around and left with his men.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do?" Watching the City Lord leave, one of Di Gong's right-hand men stepped forward and asked.

Di Gong said with a sullen expression: "Arrange, everyone in the Lie Zun Pavilion will move to Baitou Mountain."

On Baimu Mountain, a canyon in the depression goes deep, and there is an inconspicuous concave cave, which is about the height of a person.

The line of sight enters from this concave wide hole, stretches for more than ten feet, and the line of sight suddenly widens, and a fan-shaped stone door appears in front of it.

On the stone gate, there are exquisite and mysterious patterns, and there is a weak wave of power spreading.

Looking through the fan-shaped stone gate, there is a huge cave in the mountains. The secret rooms in this cave extend in all directions.

And in one of the secret rooms, a disc altar with a width of Zhang Xu was built, and a series of mysterious and profound Dao patterns were outlined on the altar.

A thick layer of dust has accumulated on the altar, and it has been silent for an unknown number of years.

hum!
Suddenly, dazzling rays of light erupted from the entire dead altar, and ripples of power spread out.

The dust on the altar was wiped off almost instantly, revealing the altar's true colors.

In the strong light, a black vortex suddenly formed in the sky above the altar.

Wisps of space-time fluctuations spread, the ripples spread around, and the black vortex became bigger and bigger, from a fist to a diameter of about one meter.

The next moment, figures burst out of the vortex in embarrassment, and finally landed in the secret room.

Wow!
As soon as Heiman came out, he was lying on the ground, with golden stars all over his head, and couldn't help vomiting.

Obviously, this guy is airsick.No, it should be a halo.

Mei Ji's face was also pale, and she looked the same as Hei Man, while Ling Hantian's expression was quite calm.

Liu Xu stood in a corner of the secret room, stretched out her pure white jade hand, and slowly flew out of the wheel from the black vortex.

After walking out of the transmission channel, the volume of the sky wheel shrank rapidly, and finally it was about the size of a saucer.

"Miss Liu, brother Cheng'er, thank you this time."

Waiting for everything to calm down, Ling Hantian sincerely bowed his hands and thanked Liu Xu and the others.

Liu Xu waved his hand, "Mr. Ling, you're being polite. If it wasn't for your help in the Blood Demon Clan, Liu Xu would have died."

"That's right, Brother Ling, we're only cleared." Cheng'er also said.

Ling Hantian smiled slightly and nodded, since the other party said so, then he is not hypocritical.

Looking around the closed secret room, Ling Hantian asked: "Is this where your sect is?"

"Well, our Baimumen actually lives in an ancient tomb. It has guarded the ancient tomb of Baimu Mountain for thousands of years, preventing the fallen predecessors from being disturbed by future generations."

Cheng'er didn't hide it either. At this time, he walked to an oil lamp and turned it lightly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling sound of friction, and a wide door appeared on the left side of the secret room.

Cheng'er invited: "Several, welcome to visit Baimumen, please rest in the main hall."

"polite."

Ling Hantian clasped his hands, and followed Liu Xu and the two out of the secret room. Behind him, Heiman, Xiaopengnv and Meiji also hurriedly followed.

On Baimu Mountain, Ling Hantian and others, under the guidance of Liu Xu and the others, had a temporary understanding of Baimumen.

The entire sect is in an ancient tomb in the mountains, with a total of more than a hundred tombs.

Next, Ling Hantian asked for a secret room. This time in the battle in the Lie Zun Pavilion, he consumed a lot of energy. In addition to urging the turning wheel, his willpower was almost exhausted.

In the tomb chamber, Ling Hantian sat cross-legged on top of the icy-cold stone mass, posing in a cultivation posture, constantly absorbing the immortal power in the air.

Cultivating willpower is a long meditation process, and Ling Hantian has already prepared for this.

In the absence of will crystallization, it will take a long time to restore will power.

In the blink of an eye, in the past half a month, Ling Hantian finally recovered.

In the tomb, Ling Hantian felt the power of will recharged again, his whole body was full of energy, and he couldn't help smiling.

Immediately, he got up and pushed the door out, and came to the hall of the tomb, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Liu Xu and the others were all present, but everyone's face was full of solemnity, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.

Maybe something happened that made everyone so tense that they didn't notice when he came out of Heiman.

"what happened?"

Walking to Heiman, Ling Hantian pushed Heiman and asked.

"what?"

Heiman was startled, and subconsciously jumped up, only after seeing clearly that it was Ling Hantian, did he calm down.

"My lord, you are out of customs, and it happens that we don't know what to do."

"What happened?" Ling Hantian asked again.

At this time, the others also came to their senses, but they saw Liu Xu's two fingers forming a seal, and a force of consciousness roared out.

The power made ripples in the air, and soon after seeing it, what appeared in the mirror was the barren mountains and wild ridges.

Many people in Lie Zun Pavilion are trying their best to search for something.

(End of this chapter)