Shading the sky: starting from the ruthless emperor

Chapter 43 Divine Light and Blood Mist

"It's the Holy Son of Light!"

The sound transmission in her mind made Li Qingyue's heart skip a beat.

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly came to her senses.

When we first met, Tianxuan Saintess was beside Tianquan Saint Son, and she looked familiar.

Judging from the tone of Shengzi Yaoguang, he seems to be in the same group as Tianxuan Shengnv.

Moreover, both of them seemed to be here for the Son of Heaven.

Now let yourself get close to the Son of Heaven.

"Sister Yuping... Did she get close to the Son of Heaven on purpose?"

"The seven holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland, the three major families, and the ten major families of the Northern Plains..."

Thinking of this, Li Qingyue suddenly felt that this world was not as simple as she knew.

Even the kind and kind Saintess of Heaven is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Even because the Son of Heaven was interested in him, she was inexplicably involved.

At least the Son of Light wants to get something about the Son of Heaven through her.

"Still not strong enough!"

Li Qingyue lowered her head, if she is strong enough, she doesn't have to think too much about it.

But at this moment, the voice of Saintess Tianxuan sounded in her mind again.

"Don't listen to the Holy Son of Light, you shouldn't be involved in these things."

Li Qingyue looked at Tianxuan Saintess after hearing this, her eyes were full of doubts.

The two talked a few words and almost got her in.

She was just silent.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the void shook slightly.

The figures of the six fell rapidly, and they landed on a piece of Gobi Desert in an instant.

The surroundings are endless, the red land is thousands of miles away, and occasionally sand and dust are rolled up and wreak havoc.

The blood-red sandstone seemed to have been infested with blood.

It was dead silent like a ghost.

In the distance from the Taichu ancient mine, there are still small mountain ranges, less than five hundred miles away.

Like a huge beast staring at it, silently examining all living beings in the world.

But in front of the eyes of the six people, on the endless Gobi Desert, there is a ridge that is only tens of feet high from the ground, like the back of a dragon, stretching for hundreds of miles.

Like a recumbent giant dragon, buried in the blood-red sand.

Around the ridge, there were figures standing one after another, no less than thousands of people.

Among them were the other holy sons and saintesses whom they had seen three days ago, including members of the ten major families of Beiyuan.

Spread within three or four hundred miles.

From time to time, people go deep into the ridge, as if looking for something.

But most of them were waiting, watching everything in silence.

"This is the ancient tomb that is suspected to be Duan De's previous life?"

Seeing such a scene, Li Qingyue began to size up subconsciously.

Unremarkable.

Compared with the ancient mine in the early days, this ridge with a length of three to four hundred miles is like a bug lying on the ground.

There is no wind, no water, no trace of life, and it doesn't look like a geomantic treasure.

Of course, she didn't know anything about these things.

Unless there is an active celestial master, or someone who knows the geomantic omen of heaven and earth, they may be able to find out the clues.

"It seems that no one dares to explore this ancient tomb!"

Looking at the crowd standing around, Tianquan Shengzi said slowly: "This ancient tomb was discovered a year ago. At the beginning, there were still people who wanted to dig it."

"But every time someone does it, something weird happens."

"Either the person who did it died of old age at a speed visible to the naked eye, or there was a weird wind blowing, or there was a weird rain falling, and everyone who touched it would die."

"Even half-step powers are not immune."

Hearing the words of the Holy Son of Heaven, everyone was shocked.

Half-step power, that is the powerhouse of the first level of Xiantai, among the holy land and big families, they are all figures of the first level of the elders.

But in the face of this ridge, he even had to shed blood.

"Are you just waiting here?"

Yan Wushuang frowned slightly. The ancient tomb was discovered a year ago, and it was said that it was ancient and hidden.

He doesn't believe that there is no great power to come here to check.

But it has been a year, and no one dares to enter.

"No! Every day at noon and midnight, there will always be strange things in this area. Many people take the opportunity to enter, but so far no one has come out."

"Life and death are uncertain!"

"I heard that half a year ago, there was a powerful person who came here, and after entering, he never appeared again."

"But even so, there are still people who take the opportunity to enter."

"Perhaps we can also take this opportunity to enter the ancient tomb."

The Son of Heaven Quan spoke, his tone still gentle.

His eyes were full of caution, if he looked at Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang intentionally or unintentionally.

He has heard that the holy body is invulnerable to all evil.

Dao body also has various indescribable powers.

Apart from Li Qingyue, the reason why they were with everyone was Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng.

Tianxuan Saintess beside her frowned slightly, and said, "Perhaps we can wait a few more days and enter rashly, for fear of accidents."

As she said that, she looked at Li Qingyue beside her.

They all have cultivation bases, almost all of them are in the Dao palace realm, and they are only one step away from entering the four poles, and they can protect themselves.

But if Li Qingyue, a mortal, entered, even with their protection, it would be difficult to survive.

suddenly.

There was a roar in the distance.

It was a man, with Yin Jue in hand, condensed into a giant ax the size of a mountain peak, and slammed down towards the low ridge.

"Crack..."

The small ridge was directly split into a huge crack.

You can faintly see the divine splendor inside the ridge.

But before everyone was happy, a wisp of smoke floated up from the crack.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, the body of the man who split the ridge melted directly.

Without even screaming, it just disappeared.

What's even more weird is that the crack that was split open began to shrink a little bit, as if the flesh and blood healed.

"hiss……"

Seeing such a scene, everyone gasped.

The person who made the move should be a newcomer here, an elder of a certain family, at least at the Dragon Transformation Realm.

But in front of this ridge, he died without any resistance.

"Fairy!"

Someone exclaimed, pointing at the barely healed crack, and said in shock: "There is an immortal in that crack!"

"No! It's not a fairy, I saw a sea of ​​blood!"

"I saw Shenyuan, a hill-like Shenyuan, blooming with colorful divine light!"

"No! That's the Magic Mountain!"

"..."

The people around kept exclaiming.

The man had just split the ridge and let them see the inside of the ridge.

However, several people next to each other can see almost different things.

Listening to those exclamations, many people bowed their heads in thought, but they couldn't figure out why.

Obviously, this ridge is different, even extremely weird.

At least, they have never seen any mountain that can heal itself.

Like a living creature.

"Buzz!"

While everyone was discussing, the sun in the sky seemed to shine brightly at this moment, illuminating the entire ridge.

At this moment, divine light and mist rose from the ridge that was three or four hundred miles long.

The divine light exudes colorful rays of light, misty like fairy lights, like immortals and gods descending, beautiful and magnificent.

But the mist was scarlet like blood.

In the mist, there can be faintly heard roars and roars.

It seems that someone is using mysterious methods in it, and the battles continue.

Many people retreated in horror, fearing that they would be contaminated by the scarlet mist.

There were also many people who rushed towards the mist in surprise and disappeared in the mist in the blink of an eye.

It's like entering another world.

Seeing such a scene, the Holy Son of Heaven Quan said cautiously: "This is the vision at noon, the bloody mist and divine light are like a guiding channel."

"Once you step inside, you can enter the ancient tomb."

"The sound in the mist is very similar to the people who entered before fighting."

Having said that, the Holy Son of Heaven looked at the people around him.

"Time is limited, shall we... want to enter?"

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(End of this chapter)