There are always fairies plotting against me

Qi Xingyu hurried over, and Lu Jinan, Nanzhi and Qingyue made way.

"Such ancient writing? Is it the font from the era when the human race was first born?" As the young master of the Linyuan Sword Sect, although Qi Xingyu likes to visit brothels, he is not an uneducated person: "Fear God, kneel down to worship God, praise God..."

Well, it seems like this would only have happened tens of thousands of years ago. Only then would people have believed in gods so fanatically—that is, only powerful monks.”

Qi Xingyu kept talking: "So this is the ancient tomb of a cultivator from Yinsheng Mountain in that era? Then there is no need to worry. How many immortals could there be at that time?

Brother Jiang, Brother Zhao, come and take a look too - don't worry about the demons, this is the ancient tomb of the human race, they dare not act rashly now -."

The chatterbox was still the chatterbox. Lu Jinan glanced at Qi Xingyu without saying much.

It was obvious that Qi Xingyu didn't know the story about Yinsheng City. Or rather, none of the Five Sects and Seven Academy had any ancient books recording this story.

Lu Jinan saw the few words about Yinsheng City at home -...- there was such a leisure book among the books his sister asked him to read.

"Junior Brother!" Mu Qingyue suddenly raised her hand and grabbed his sleeve, then raised her head slightly to look at the stone statue: "There's a sound."

Although Senior Sister cannot see, her proficiency in the sword power of "Breaking Realm" makes her perception very sharp.

Zhu Nanzhi raised his head and glanced at the stone statue on the throne, which was the 'Emperor of the Sky' that his junior brother had mentioned as the first immortal of the human race.

The stone statue did not move at all, but a high-frequency sound of "squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak--" could be heard.

The sound of teeth rubbing against each other continued for a long time in the empty hall, but it was impossible to tell where the sound came from, as if the sound was coming from everywhere.

Scalp-tingling.

'It sounded directly in the sea of ​​consciousness.'

Zhu Nanzhi's mind raced.

Outside the closed door, the lakes on both sides of the corridor are the sea of ​​consciousness, and those who enter here are people and monsters with special physiques or bloodlines. So is it the deceased "Emperor of the Sky" who wants to be reborn by taking over another body and return to the world?

But if Emperor Kong is really the first immortal as my husband said, why are the demons also within his choices?

As he was thinking, he heard a deep voice from behind: "Break this place and leave!"

The one who gave the order was Lan Cangjun.

The demon beast's bloodline's sensitivity to danger made him feel wary of this place - mainly because he had no idea what this place was.

First, he didn't know that this cave was actually a supreme-level cave, and second, he didn't know that there was another cave within the cave.

Before entering the cave, his father only told him to drive the human race into the canyon, but he didn't give any other instructions.

Of course, Lan Cangjun didn't want to enter this ghost place, but he couldn't stop the three sword intentions that could break through the realm by himself.

In addition, the demon kings could not survive outside, so most of them - no, all of them entered the cave within the cave, but only a very small number of them came to this ancient tomb cave that was suspected to be of the human race.

How could he not realize now that his father had hidden something very important from him?

After all, it was his father who asked him to drive the human race into the canyon, so his father must know that there is an ancient tomb cave of the human race here!

Why did my father hide it from me?

Lan Cangjun didn't know, but at this moment he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

After all, this is an ancient tomb cave of the human race, especially an ancient tomb related to the Yinsheng Mountain in the upper realm of the human race.

So while he was keeping an eye on any possible unusual movements, he asked Aonian of the Jiao Clan to quickly open the door.

Lan Cangjun's expression was very gloomy. He had never expected that his most trusted father would hide something from him.

Didn’t he say that he was the Dapeng clan’s hope of returning to the top and eating dragon meat?

Why do you want to hide such an important thing?

Lan Cangjun, who was clenching his fists, suddenly heard a sharp and piercing friction sound behind him. Then, amid the Digital Demon King's "be careful", he heard a roar like a meteor falling to the ground that resounded throughout the hall.

The palace shook violently, but not a single crack appeared.

Lan Cangjun turned his head suddenly and saw a dragon flying high in the air, which gradually turned into a huge dragon head and forelimbs in mid-air.

Blood gushed out from the broken neck, staining the stone door with blood like a fountain. Half of the body gradually knelt on the ground. The moment the shoulder touched the door, the thought of death could no longer maintain the transformation and gradually turned back into the original form.

Although the palace is large, it still cannot accommodate the body of a Dragon King.

But there was no need for the people present to worry too much, as Aonian's blood and energy after his death mixed with the broken flesh floated towards the surrounding stone statues.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon corpse, which could be hundreds of feet long, shrank to a size of less than two meters and lay limply in front of the stone gate.

Swish! The giant sword covered with moss slashed across the ground, making a sharp and piercing sound again. The stone statue moved slowly, but who would dare to underestimate the powerful strength of the sword that could behead the Dragon King with one sword?

"See God. Disrespect God. Kill God."

When the stone statue returned to its original standing position, a sound like gears turning came from its mouth, which had never been opened, and echoed throughout the temple.

There was dead silence in the palace.

Lu Jinan watched the scene expressionlessly, then swept his eyes over the hundreds of stone statues surrounding him, and looked back as if he had some feeling.

On the throne, a white fire-like light suddenly lit up in the pupils of the stone statue covered by hanging moss, and then it looked down at the monks and demon kings present.

It’s so good, so good, so good, so good———Ah!

An extremely joyful and rapid voice suddenly exploded in everyone's mind, but the joyful voice suddenly turned into a mocking murderous intent at the last moment.

The atmosphere of death was like a raging wind, instantly enveloping the hearts of everyone present.

In the silence, it seems that thousands of storms have condensed into a line.

Lu Jinan's pupils shrank, and he immediately pulled out the certificate of the underworld. He flew as light as a swallow and landed in the air facing the stone statue to the left.

The field expands, breaking the boundary!

The great sound is silent, and the spiritual power is like a waterfall.

Where the blade of the Hades Sword points is an almost invisible thread.

This is the code of space - the power of space that is transformed from law into code.

It means that there are two invisible space blades, one heading towards the human race and the other heading towards the demon race.

Lan Cangjun felt it, but although the Dapeng clan was fast, their bloodline talent was not spatial.

The golden-winged roc behind him cried out to the sky, and with golden demonic energy all around him, he used his wings and hands to block the invisible blade of space, but he could only watch as several demon kings were neatly cut in half from the chest.

Even for the demon race, this is a fatal blow.

What’s more, the wound was caused by the force of space.

Plop, plop———

Four demon kings, eight corpses, the painful wails lasted only a few seconds, and the spatial force wrapped around the wounds completely extinguished the demon kings' lives.

"Everyone hide to the right!"

Lu Jinan, holding a sword in one hand and making hand gestures with the other, let out a low shout. As the spiritual power in his body surged, electric arcs appeared on his left palm like a spider web, concealing the laws of space, and poured into the space where the space blade was.

boom!

There was a deafening explosion, and the invisible space inside was like a balloon inflating, releasing only an astonishing shock wave.

With a whoosh, an invisible spatial blade shot up into the sky, tearing a crack in the dome. Some moonlight poured in through the gap, lighting up the mist.

Zi Yi was like a mottled moonlight passing by, leaving a ten-meter-long sword mark on the indestructible floor before Lu Jinan could barely stop.

Zhu Nanzhi's heart tightened, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his deep blue eyes. He turned his head to look at the stone statue. As his hands were spinning, the Forgetful Dao Realm that hid the petals of the cold plum blossoms seemed like a cold wind blowing through his ears, extremely sharp.

"Flowing light! Reflecting the moon! Four symbols! Refining the heart!"

Zhan Ming rose into the wind, and Zhu Nanzhi, with her hands clasped together, had her long hair flying and her clothes fluttering.

Four completely different rays of light shot out from between her hand seals and above Zhan Ming, crossing the moonlight, gathering four symbols and turning into sword lights that fell, illuminating all directions!

It was as if the entire city was shaking. Amidst the radiance, dust mixed with moss was shaken off, and faintly, there seemed to be some slight cracking sounds.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the invisible force of space surged, swallowing up Zhu Nanzhi's magic while heading towards her.

In an instant, Mu Qingyue's tall figure jumped up without anyone noticing, her figure was as slender as a swallow, and her floating silver-white ponytail bloomed like wings. As her figure spun, she fell heavily down.

The sword light was dark and bright, and the sword energy was like a meteor falling to the ground, just like the aurora.

A sword, as heavy as a thousand pounds, chopped towards the top of the stone statue's head!

The short distance made people realize how fast Mu Qingyue's sword was - it was as if a black line appeared in a very distant place, and then covered the entire sky and earth in an instant.

There were more cracks on the stone statue, but at the same time, the invisible force of space attacked Mu Qingyue.

"Senior sister, come back first."

Hearing the voice of her junior brother, Mu Qingyue's heart, which was as calm as the lake in July, began to ripple slightly. "Chao Mu" lay in front of her, the sword's tip shining brightly, cutting through the invisible force of space, and she returned to Lu Jinan's side.

My legs are a little weak and haven't recovered yet.

But it feels good.

Mu Qingyue lowered her head slightly.

Lu Jinan reached out to support her, a strange look flashed in his eyes. The sword that senior sister used to cut through space - it was very mysterious.

He didn't think about it for the moment, and looked up at the stone statue, a faint light flickering in his dark pupils: "Stay where you are for now."

He looked at the stone statue. Blood and flesh were floating between the cracks on the head, shoulders, and arms. The texture on the statue was like an ancient spell, protecting the corpse from decay for tens of thousands of years.

The attack seemed to stop temporarily, but all the stone statues seemed to move.

They hold knives and axes, their eyes are as sharp as knives, and they look majestic. It seems that the weapons in their hands will fall down at any time and chop off heads.

The "Aiya" sound had disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings fell into a dark and dead silence again.

Lu Jinan turned his head to glance at the gloomy Golden Winged Dapeng Demon King. The other party returned his gaze and snorted coldly: "I thought this was an opportunity for you humans, but it turns out you are just a bug being toyed with."

Lu Jinan said nothing, but turned his gaze to look at a demon king near the door, and the space blade suddenly rose silently.

Lan Cangjun's expression changed, and he shouted urgently: "Don't move!"

The demon king, sensing danger, instinctively moved a step. The ghost fire in the eyes of the stone statue sitting high on the throne alerted him, and the space blade attacked again.

"Damn it!" Lan Cangjun glared at Lu Jinan fiercely, and while waving out a demonic energy to save the Demon King, he blocked the incoming space blade again.

Lu Jinan withdrew his gaze and tightened his fingers on the hilt of Ming Zheng's sword. The stone statue's attack was undoubtedly at the level of Hedao Realm, but it was also beyond the level that Hedao Realm could understand.

Lu Jinan felt this just during the collision with the spatial force of the stone statue.

It was the same spatial realm at the level of "Sumeru mustard seed", but I found it a bit difficult to deal with it.

It’s like solving the same math problem, but you are still using high school thinking, while the other person can already solve it using college thinking.

This gap is not a gap in talent, but a gap in realm.

But despite this, the stone statue sitting high on the throne can only be at the "Hedao Realm" here.

As long as you are in the Hedao realm, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Big Brother," Zhao Shize said, "Let's buy some time. How about you break open that door?"

Lu Jinan shook his head: "His spatial force can only create a crack in the dome. It will take too long to get out using this method, and the spiritual power is not enough."

Jiang Wuya's body was filled with fiery spiritual energy: "Now that he won't attack, let's find a way to kill him——"

Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank and he looked behind him, but Lu Jinan was faster.

Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi blocked the spatial force of the throne statue without hesitation, while Lu Jinan, who came to the back, grabbed the shoulders of his junior brother who was in the Tongsheng realm and threw him backwards, then dodged to the side.

Boom!

Amid the dull thud of the hammer hitting the ground, the statue's voice rang out again: "See—God—Don't—Kneel—"

kill! "

"This is asking us to act according to what's written on the stone tablet." Qi Xingyu's eyes lit up, and then he cursed, "I've only knelt before my parents and elders, and you still want me to kneel before you?

D

Lan Cangjun, who was not far away, snorted coldly: "This is the ancient tomb of your human race. He is also your elder. Why don't you kneel down and give it a try?"

"Heh, he didn't even let us go, so you might as well try kneeling down." Qi Xingyu said with a pfft sound, "What if he's not interested in you beasts?"

Lan Cangjun turned around and looked at a demon king not far away: "I just saved you, try it as I said.

Lan Cangjun felt that what Qi Xingyu said made sense. Since this stone statue even attacked humans, maybe it didn't consider race, but only considered whether or not people believed in him.

The demon king reluctantly knelt down in front of the stone statue.

"You really try——"

Qi Xingyu watched the stone statue swing its sword towards the kneeling Demon King and narrowed his eyes. "It really is—"