From Princess in the Cold Palace to Empress in Heaven

368. Tomb of the Supreme Burial King

However, before she could explain herself, she was interrupted.

"What else do you need to discuss? Goddess Lin, don't tell me you are really afraid of the other party?"

The Holy Maiden of the Wei Divine Dynasty shouted, a cold light flashing in her eyes filled with fierce murderous intent. She took a step forward, a blazing white light emerged from her body, and the long sword in her hand danced. A majestic and magical white tiger suddenly formed, roaring towards the sky, and the fierce aura was overwhelming, covering the entire palace, as if it wanted to devour someone.

"This..." Lin Chaoyu was speechless.

"White Tiger's true form!"

Seeing the huge white tiger appear, the Saint of the Gu Clan shouted excitedly: "Senior Sister Wei, let's go together and kill all these demons!"

"Brothers, let's fight together and kill all the demons!"

"We are numerous and powerful, so why should we be afraid?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shouts echoed throughout the hall, and then many Dongji monks present attacked at the same time.

Huff! Huff! Huff~~

Magical spells bloomed in the sky, covering the entire earth like a swarm of locusts, crushing towards the Holy Son of the Netherworld and others. The mighty power of the magical powers surged, drowning the figures of the evil demons.

Seeing this, Lin Chaoyu became more and more nervous. She had a bad premonition in her heart, always feeling that something bad was going to happen, so she was unwilling to fight the evil spirit head-on.

She felt that the evil demons must have an urgent purpose in sneaking into the ancient tomb. It would be enough for them to drag the demons here and maintain deterrence. Confronting them head-on was not the right choice.

However, other comrades had already taken action, so she could only stand by and watch. If Ren Wuqing took action, she would not stand idly by.

However, facing the overwhelming magical attacks, the Holy Son of the Netherworld and others seemed to be calm and unperturbed, as if they did not take these attacks seriously at all.

Because, they know that beside them, there is a true monstrous genius, the second on the Hidden Dragon List and the number one genius in the Southern Wilderness—Ren Wuqing, the Saint of the Red Dust Dao!

as predicted.

next moment.

Ren Wuqing's expression was as calm as water, without any ripples.

He just raised his right hand slightly, and seemed to be pressing down on the air casually.

Suddenly, a tremendous suction force swept out from the palm of his hand, and all the magical powers and spells in the sky turned into nothing, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Ok?"

Everyone's face changed and they took a few steps back involuntarily.

"How is this going?"

"He absorbed all of our magical powers!"

"Why do I feel like some of my spiritual power has been sucked away?"

They looked at Ren Wuqing in horror.

A faint smile appeared on Ren Wuqing's face, but he seemed disappointed.

"You are too weak!"

Rumble!

As his words fell.

He raised his right hand high, and countless terrifying auras burst out from his palm instantly. Countless magical powers surged out, rushing out like a tsunami, and like a torrent, sweeping towards the surroundings.

Upon seeing this, Lin Chaoyu, Wei Shengnu and the others' faces suddenly changed and they dodged immediately, but those cultivators who reacted slower were not so lucky and were directly caught in the torrent of magical powers.

Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, screams were heard one after another, and figures were knocked flying and fell to the ground, spitting blood, looking extremely miserable. Their bodies were injured, their internal organs were shattered, their purple palaces were riddled with holes, and they were on the verge of death.

Those who were hit directly by the torrent of magical powers were even more unlucky. Their bodies exploded one after another, and the bloody smell filled the air, making people sick. In just a short moment, most of the hundreds of Dongji monks who were originally standing here died.

silence!

No matter whether it was the Holy Maiden of the Gu Divine Dynasty or the Wei Divine Dynasty, as well as the other surviving Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, they were now as shocked and frightened as they had been when they had arrogantly clamored to kill the evil demon before.

"How is it possible? How can you be so powerful?!"

The Holy Maiden of the Wei Clan said in a trembling voice, with a hint of undisguised fear in her voice.

She ranks 13th on the Hidden Dragon List and inherits the bloodline of the ancient fairy beast, the white tiger. However, facing Ren Wuqing's attack, she could not muster the slightest desire to resist.

Just one move almost caused her state of mind to collapse.

After all, relying on his own strength, he killed hundreds of Dongji monks who were at the king level. Even the Holy Maiden of the Wei Divine Dynasty and the Holy Maiden of the Gu Divine Dynasty almost suffered and almost died in the torrent of magical powers.

This is simply unbelievable!

A solemn look appeared on Lin Chaoyu's pretty face.

She had never seen such a terrifying monk.

This was the most terrifying enemy she had ever encountered.

Even if she could match that move just now, it would probably take some effort for her to deal with it, and if she wasn't careful, she would probably get hurt.

Lin Chaoyu said seriously: "You are indeed very strong!"

Ren Wuqing slightly turned his head to glance at Lin Chaoyu, a playful arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Your cultivation is not weak, only half a level inferior to mine. If your body is not vulnerable, it may take me some time to defeat you."

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyu's face changed, and a hint of anger flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Since she started practicing, she has never been defeated in the same realm, but in Ren Wuqing's eyes, she is so vulnerable?

However, she is not as impulsive as Saint Le or Saint Girl Wei.

After all, the scene of Ren Wuqing's attack just now was still vivid in his mind.

"What is your purpose in sneaking into the ancient tomb?"

Lin Chaoyu asked tentatively.

"Now that things have come to this, it's okay to tell you."

Ren Wuqing said calmly.

Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Netherworld coughed lightly and explained with disdain: "Since our Holy Son is merciful and wants you to die knowingly, then I will tell you!"

"The so-called ancient tomb of the Quasi-Emperor you mentioned is actually not the remains of the Quasi-Emperor, but the tomb of a Supreme Being!"

“And this ancient supreme being is none other than the founder of one of the Six Paths of Southern Wilderness, the Path of the Buried King, and the tomb of the Buried King Supreme!”

hiss~

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

They couldn't believe it.

This ancient tomb of the quasi-emperor is actually just the tomb of a supreme being!

What’s even more shocking is that this supreme being is actually one of the ancestors of the six evil paths, the Supreme King of Burial!

"The Burial King Supreme!"

"How can this be!"

All the monks showed surprised expressions and looked horrified.

"Why would the Supreme Burial King bury the body in Dongji? I think you are deceiving us!"

Someone asked unwillingly.

"Do I have to lie to you, a bunch of dead people?" The Son of the Netherworld snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Haha, you don't have to believe it, but soon, you will believe what I say."

"After all, seeing is believing!"

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyu felt even more uneasy, and the hairs on his body stood up. He asked anxiously, "What exactly are you going to do?!"

The Holy Son of the Netherworld Dao was about to answer, but was interrupted by Ren Wuqing, who said, "You will naturally understand this question after I capture you."

369. Everything in this world, turn it into your own use

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Wuqing stepped out.

With every step he took, the ground beneath his feet shook violently, and circles of visible ripples spread out, as if an invisible hand was pushing the entire ground, raising layers of earth waves.

"Boom!"

Boom!

His right leg was pulled out like a long whip, carrying tremendous force. The air was suddenly exploded, making a sharp and piercing whistle, and it lashed towards Lin Chaoyu fiercely.

Bang!

Fists and feet collided, the air suddenly exploded, and the fists and finger bones of both sides collided, emitting bright sparks and making dull sounds.

pedal!pedal!pedal!

Lin Chaoyu's delicate body retreated frantically, stepping on the ground step by step. With every step she took, the ground beneath her feet cracked, forming tiny cracks.

She took nine steps back before she finally stopped.

Her right arm hung down limply, and bright red blood dripped onto the ground, making a "pa ta pa ta" sound, which worried the hearts of all the monks in Dongji, making them anxious and worried.

"Is Goddess Lin going to lose?"

"how is this possible?"

"We believe that Goddess Lin will definitely defeat the evil demon!"

Regardless of whether they can win or not, the cultivators in Dongji can only place their hopes on Lin Chaoyu, because she is the only one among everyone present who can fight against Ren Wuqing.

Lin Chaoyu raised her beautiful eyes and stared at the man in front of her.

Just now, Ren Wuqing suddenly attacked, and she had no time to use her magical powers to respond. She could only resist with her physical body. With just one blow, her body was injured, and even her purple palace was shocked and her soul was affected. It can be seen that what the other party said about her weak body was not false.

"You are indeed strong."

Lin Chaoyu repeated again: "But, if you want to defeat me, this is far from enough!"

The words fell.

Swish!

As her mind turned, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down. In the blink of an eye, the rain gathered into a rushing river, separating the Eastern Monk from the evil demons of the Southern Wilderness.

Lin Chaoyu's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared above the river. His whole body was shrouded in misty water vapor, as if he was in a curtain of water. He looked ethereal and unreal.

Wow!

The river roared, stirring up water vapor all over the sky.

Ripples spread out and swept in all directions, like a water net covering an area of ​​thousands of feet in radius, leaving the evil demon of the Southern Wilderness at a loss, unable to see Lin Chaoyu's exact location.

"Wow--"

Lin Chaoyu snapped his fingers, and the rain in the sky turned into water swords, shooting towards Ren Wuqing.

She was incredibly fast, her attacks fierce and overbearing, and each of her swords contained a terrifying edge that could destroy mountains and pierce through the void.

"Little tricks!"

Facing the sword light that was coming to attack him, Ren Wuqing smiled faintly, slowly raised his right palm, spread out his five fingers, and grabbed towards the sky.

buzzing...

In an instant, the water in the entire river began to boil and surge, as if it was constantly evaporating, which was terrifying.

The next moment, the water-colored sword that covered the sky and the river that was rushing towards him seemed to be shrunk countless times and all fell into his hands.

What kind of magical power is this? !

The monks in Dongji were stunned!

"This...this is unbelievable!"

"It seems that the water has not disappeared..."

Seeing this shocking scene, all the monks in Dongji were stunned, their minds in a mess.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Dao sneered and said, "Is this the extent of the knowledge of the Eastern Pole cultivators? Our Lord Holy Son has cultivated the way of the mortal world. All living beings and everything in the world can be turned into his own use. No matter what means you use, it will eventually come back to haunt you!"

Upon hearing this, all the monks in Dongji were shocked!