Tomb guard sign in for 500 years, I am unparalleled in the world

Chapter 17

"Chili people, can't they be killed?"

Huo Ming said lightly.

"A mere human race dares to turn against Tiangang! My Chili people have outstanding talents, how can they be compared with you inferior human races?!"

The Chili monk looked down at Huo Ming angrily, pressing towards him with overwhelming aura.

But no matter how coercive he was, Huo Ming still stood quietly on the spot, motionless.

"Give me death!"

The Chili monk immediately lost his patience, shouted loudly, and the red light all over his body became more intense. When he stretched out his six huge arms, the surrounding air was instantly squeezed away.

A huge force pressed towards everyone, just like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a sword sound resounded through the sky, Huo Ming struck out with a sword, and the sword energy that was swung out suddenly surged, creating a huge crack in the air.

The next moment, the power of the Chili monk disappeared, and his whole body was dissipated. His huge body instantly turned into dust and disappeared.

For 500 years, what Huo Ming did the most was swinging his sword. How could this sword that has been powerful for 500 years be resisted by a cultivator in the sea-overturning realm?

"boom!"

At the same spot, that old man suddenly slumped to the ground with a dull expression.

If he heard it from Li Qingyao before, he still had a little disbelief in his heart, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he only felt that his practice for thousands of years was in vain.

Under this sword, all he could feel was insignificance, nothing but insignificance.

At the same time, in a secret room of the Daqian Palace.

The suzerains of the five sects are sitting around and meditating cross-legged.

Both eyes, which were originally closed, opened at the same time.

They looked together in one direction - the border.

Chili

In a grand hall.

Hundreds of monks from the Chili Tribe gathered here, and in the center sat a man in a black robe.

"My lord! All the vanguards sent earlier, just now..."

A Chili monk below suddenly said.

"boom!"

The next moment, the black-robed man stood up suddenly, and his cultivation of reaching the star level swept across the entire hall in an instant.

Afterwards, the hundreds of Chili monks also hurriedly stood up, furious.

"A mere human race, how dare you kill my Chili cultivator! He deserves death!"

The black-robed man said in a ferocious tone.

"Sin deserves death!"

"Sin deserves death!"

……

The next moment, the voices of several hundred meters of Chili monks resounded together, soaring into the sky...

On the spot, realizing that the movement of his sword just now seemed to be too loud, Huo Ming immediately stopped staying and turned into a blue rainbow again and flew towards the distance.

"senior!"

Down below, when Li Qingyao reacted, Huo Ming's figure had already disappeared into the sky.

After flying for another hour, the appearance of Wan Hai's demon formation appeared in front of Huo Ming's eyes from afar.

Without the slightest obstacle, he passed through the formation and flew directly to the west mountain.

Just now, he just walked around outside, and the things he experienced became more and more serious. He didn't have the intention to play any more, so he simply flew back.

Just after falling, he took a deep breath of the air of the mass grave.

"It's still good to be home."

Huo Ming said comfortably.

Since he had no intention of going out, and Xue Shan was not in the sect, Huo Ming shook his head, and immediately went to the long-lost sect to take a look.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, his spiritual consciousness immediately spread out through the formation.

"Ok?"

Huo Ming sighed lightly.

He saw that not far from the foot of the mountain, there was a sneaky figure hiding behind a huge boulder, and he was constantly looking over here.

And this figure was no stranger, it was Yi Yao!
Goodbye to the old man, Huo Ming suddenly felt pleasantly surprised. He thought that after 500 years, Yi Yao, who was a handyman's disciple, had already passed away.

Seeing that she is still alive now, Huo Ming raised his brows, and immediately hooked his hands.

"Ugh?!"

But Yi Yao, who was outside the big formation, let out a soft cry, and she found that her body was suddenly out of her control, and she flew towards Xishan.

When she was about to hit the formation, the woman covered her face with her hands and cried out in despair.

It's just that the next moment, her figure instantly disappeared into the formation and came in front of Huo Ming.

I haven't seen her in 500 years, but this woman stood up even more gracefully. At this moment, she was wearing the robes of a formal disciple of Wan Jianzong, her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and her whole body was trembling.

Her breasts, which were originally small, also became erect.

Slowly, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw Huo Ming, she immediately opened her eyes wide with surprise.

Then he said in disbelief:
"Huo... Huo Ming?"

"uh-huh?"

Huo Ming frowned, and smiled.

"Is it really you? Are you still alive?!"

Hearing this, Huo Ming's smile froze immediately, this girl, why don't you look forward to him?

"Of course he didn't die, by the way, what's going on with you?"

Huo Ming said helplessly.

When he looked at it just now, he also found that Yi Yao's current cultivation has reached the level of the late stage of the Hezhong Realm, and he presumably had some chance.

Sure enough, after listening to her explanation, Huo Ming understood.

It turned out that after Xue Shan became a holy son, he became more and more dominant in the sect, and many disciples left Wanjianzong.

Most of the disciples in the sect were missing, so in desperation, all the miscellaneous disciples such as Yi Yao were promoted to formal disciples to train, so this girl was able to spend 500 years.

"By the way, it's great that you're fine. Do you know what Zongmen said about you?"

Yi Yao said with a soft breath.

"How to say?"

"They said that Xishan sealed a big devil, and they set up the big formation outside, and they also listed this place as a forbidden area. Newly joined disciples within the past 500 years are strictly forbidden to set foot here."

Yi Yao said with a smile.

"The devil? Did they set up the formation?"

Hearing her words, the corners of Huo Ming's mouth twitched, good guy, I have become a devil, isn't this nonsense?
"By the way, Xue Shan..."

He suddenly thought of it, but before he finished speaking, Yi Yao suddenly sighed and said helplessly:
"Since he was proclaimed as the holy son 300 years ago, Xue Shan has become more and more arrogant. The suzerain and some elders are also very protective of him. Even if he commits atrocities, he is only punished to face the wall and think about it for a day! It's like... ..."

After Yi Yao spoke, her tone became more and more gritted.

"Like what?"

"Some time ago, he raped a female disciple!"

(End of this chapter)