Eternal Sacred King Chapter 698: 3 major gates

"Daoist Leng Ming, is this piece of land under your feet where the tomb is?"

Behind this skinny monk, another man walked up with an arrogant expression, and there was a faint flash of thunder in his eyes, and his breath was terrifying!

There is a Zongmen token hanging from the waist of this person, with the word'Wind and Thunder' written on it. "乐>文" novel wwWW.しwxs520.cOm

The speaker is one of the nine immortal schools, the true disciple of Fenglei Palace-Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng is also the first of more than a thousand disciples who entered the ancient battlefield in Fenglei Palace!

This skinny monk is another true disciple of the Tomb Sect on this trip-Leng Ming!

Leng Ming took out a compass from his arms and began to calculate. After a little while, he nodded and said: "It should not be wrong. This is where the tomb is."

Leng Ming was condescending, looking at the terrain under his feet, a trace of enlightenment gradually passed in his eyes, and he nodded: "It turns out to be Xingdoulong's salivation point, no wonder it's so secretive!"

"Since we found the tomb, let's go down." Xu Chengdao.

"No need."

Leng Ming shook his head and said: "The dragon veins here have dissipated. Someone has already taken the first step. We don't have to rush in, just wait outside quietly, just wait for the rabbits."

"Also."

Xu Cheng nodded, looked around, and deliberately said loudly: "The other treasures in the tomb are still secondary. I will definitely get a volume of exercises, and no one can grab it with me!"

"It's the legendary Purple Dianjue."

Behind the two of them, another voice sounded.

A lifeless man approached them.

This life is extremely ugly, his face is pale, his lips are purple, like a ghost in hell!

Behind the man, there is a giant like an iron tower, which is three feet tall.

The whole body of this giant is covered with silver-white fur, from head to toe, it is tightly wrapped, even the mouth and nose are covered!

Even so, the giant's body still exudes a faint rancid stench and lifelessness.

This ugly man is exactly the true disciple of the corpse-refining teaching-Master Situ!

The giant behind him is his corpse!

Situ Master said: "Don't think I don't know. In the inheritance of your wind and thunder palace, because of the lack of this purple electric technique, many powerful spells are difficult to display."

Xu Cheng's eyes flashed a touch of contempt, and asked faintly: "Brother Situ, maybe this trip is not just for revenge, right?"

"The cultivator of the puppet sect, kill my corpse refining disciple, I will naturally kill!"

Master Situ said coldly: "I want to divide the treasures of the tomb too!"

"Friend Leng Ming, I have brought hundreds of monks to help you. I naturally have a share of the treasure in this tomb!"

Another monk stood up, dressed in a white robe, and his big sleeves fluttered, floating out of dust.

This person is one of the nine schools of Xianmen, a true disciple of Hunyuanzong—Nie Hao.

The first disciple of Hunyuanzong is the top of the golden core vision list, and is also recognized as the number one golden core emperor Yin!

Under the aura of Di Yin's reputation, Nie Hao is naturally easily overlooked.

But in fact, Nie Hao's strength is extremely strong, and he has cultivated the vision of Hunyuanzong's inheritance. If it weren't for the evildoers like Di Yin, he would be the head of Hunyuanzong's disciple!

Leng Ming smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, three people, I only take away the most inherited treasures of our tomb sect, and the remaining treasures, the three can share with the disciples!"

Leng Ming looked down on the earth, his eyes seemed to penetrate numerous obstacles, smiled faintly, extremely confident.

This time, in order to prevent accidents, he found Fenglei Palace, the two immortal gates of Hunyuanzong as helpers!

On the way, one of the five left-handed cultivators joined in.

With these three super sects as backers, Leng Ming believes that Huangquan Tu is already in his pocket!

"My dear brother, I heard that you have also found some helpers, but I want to see what roles are you looking for, hehehehe..."

……

In the tomb.

The five people, Lin Xuanji, Monkey, Linghu, Golden Lion, and Qingqing, have all left the purple lightning pond one after another.

Su Zimo was the last to leave.

On the one hand, it is his physical body, which can withstand a longer period of lightning tempering.

On the other hand, he wants to sacrifice the sword formation!

Now, the sword formation is complete!

Although these twenty-seven flying swords are still the best flying swords, the swords carry purple lightning rays on their bodies.

Removing the sharpness of the sword, there is also a hint of thunder and violent force, which can suppress the evil spirits!

Su Zimo frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "Fatty, you put away all the treasures in this place, let's leave this place as soon as possible, I faintly feel something is wrong."

"Hmm."

The little fat man nodded.

His brother Leng Ming never showed up, this is too weird!

What's more, they stayed in this tomb for a long time, and if they stay there, other things might happen.

The little fat man walked along the stone shelf and put the treasures on it into the storage bag.

These treasures, except for some useful to him, the others will be handed over to the sect.

This is a huge credit!

Having made such a great achievement, and was recognized by Huang Quantu, even though the little fat man entered the sect after worship, his status can definitely surpass that of Leng Ming!

"Let's go!"

The treasures in this place were swept away, the little fat man waved his hand and said hello, and everyone returned along the way.

Different from when they came in, when they returned, everyone was hardly hindered. Even the ancient cold shark and bloodthirsty silverfish seemed to hide.

Everyone entered the pool and kept rising.

When it was tens of feet away from the surface of the water, Su Zimo's eyes flashed cold, and he whispered: "Be careful, everyone, there are many people on it!"

"Hehe, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

Lin Xuanji chuckled lightly and said: "Fatty, your brother, I'm afraid your brother has already come."

Lin Xuanji's expression is very relaxed.

Su Zimo sneered: "It's so easy to be a oriole!"

Wow!

Not long after, the waves surged in the lake, and Su Zimo and his party rushed out one after another and stood in the air.

Around this lake, there is a circle of monks, murderous, there are as many as thousands of people, and every monk’s eyes are filled with endless greed!

The four monks stood in the four directions of southeast, northwest and north, condescending, and they were very powerful. It was the Tomb Sect Leng Ming, the Feng Lei Palace Xu Cheng, the Corpse Refining Sect Master, and Hun Yuanzong Nie Hao!

"Brother, you really are here!"

The little fat man stared at one of the skinny monks, gritted his teeth and said.

"Hehe~IndoMTL.com~Leng Ming smiled slightly, and said: "Junior, it’s really out of my expectation that you can find this place first, but..."

Leng Ming turned around, put away his smile, and shook his head: "However, everything you did was in vain. Make me a wedding dress! You have to fight, and you are still tender!"

"Brother, the lord has life, whoever gets the yellow spring map will win. This time the competition between you and me, you have already lost!" The little fat man said solemnly.

Hearing the three words "Yellow Spring Picture", there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

This world-famous emperor has followed the Emperor of the Underworld for many years. Even if it falls to the realm, it is also a rare treasure!

Even Xu Cheng, Situ Shi, and Nie Hao flashed a touch of heart in the eyes of the three.

"Naive!"

Leng Ming shook his head, his eyes were full of mockery, and said: "Junior Brother, you are still so innocent. If you haven't made sacrifices to become your own natal magic weapon, this Huangquan map is an unowned thing, and I can naturally grab it!"