boom!
The Wu Shang who was flying by, suddenly heard a huge roar in front of him. It was actually a faint feeling that the entire sky was trembling, and terrifying fluctuations swept across.
"Such a powerful momentum!" Listening to the yelling voices coming from a distance, Wu Shang's eyes flashed a little hesitation, but he stepped towards the fighting place.
In the tomb of the gods that can cause the battle of the strong, there must be a treasure. Although his strength is weak, he can see from a distance, there should be no danger.
Since then, the tomb of the gods is first to unlock the curse in the body, and the other is to improve one's own strength. Maybe there will be something in such a big battle.
Xu Han, who was cultivating inside the monument, was also awakened by the fluctuations outside, feeling the faint pressure from the air, and his eyes were full of caution.
The strong fluctuations are not at all as bad as the realm-deteriorating ones I encountered earlier.
"The strength of martial artists here is generally high. I don't know how old people of this level will be." Feeling the nearer and nearer fluctuations, Xu Han thought in his heart.
Observation during this period of time, it seems that the tomb of the gods are all martial artists above the Dacheng level, and they are all around 20 years old. What's more, they are about the same as Wushang. Compared with Lingyuanda 6, they are superior. A lot.
In the gray sky, a huge figure appeared, and the figure continued to roar, and the fierce punches from both fists blasted out, and the entire space was shattered under that punch.
"Illusory body clan powerhouse!" Wu Shang exclaimed as he looked at the roaring and angry figure in the sky.
The figure is a hundred meters high, Xu Han vaguely sees a warrior standing in the figure's head, and the crowds around him can hardly get close to him.
"A strong man in the Void Realm, but his strength is so strong." Xu Han looked at the huge figure in the sky, his eyes full of astonishment.
During this period of time, Xu Han has already discovered the difference in the tomb of the gods, not like that Lingyuanda 6, not only the appearance of the martial artist is changeable, but the martial arts are also strange.
Xu Han had seen this warrior of the phantom body clan before, but the figure that turned out to be only fifty feet tall, there was no such horror.
A group of dazzling light is in the hands of the phantom body clan warrior, and all the warriors who are rushing around are also in the Void Realm, but no one can receive a punch from the figure in the sky.
"I am Huan Kong of the Illusion Body Clan, and I tried to snatch something from my hand. It's really looking for death." The warrior standing in the silhouette glanced at the crowd blasting around, and said with disdain.
The huge shadow of the boxing flicked across, like giants from ancient times, and the warriors rushing up one by one were all blasted into the gray sky, with pale faces all over them.
The people rushing around looked at the imaginary sky shouting in the air, with an angry expression on their faces, but they were unable to defend themselves. In the world of the strong, the fist is the truth.
The huge roar has attracted a lot of warriors to come, watching the battle in front of them, all of them are full of indifferent colors, but when they sweep the light group in Huan Kong's hands, they carry a trace of fiery heat.
"Something can actually cause a great battle among the Void Realm Warriors." Wu Shang muttered while looking at the dazzling light group in the sky.
That fantasy sky seemed to see more and more martial artists around, a trace of caution flashed in his eyes, but he wanted to leave, after all, there were not a few warriors who were stronger than them in the tomb of the gods.
Where did the surrounding warriors willing to let go, one of the warriors burst out and shouted: "Huankong, kill my people from Beibei, and want to take things like me as their own, and never want to escape."
"Beiyu!"
Hearing this, the surrounding martial artists couldn't help but their expressions changed drastically, and the powerhouse of the phantom body clan in the sky also shrank his eyes, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. It was obvious that they knew the power of this Beizheng.
Hearing the words, the illusion of retreat, where he dared to stay, boasted his legs, and immediately jumped towards the distance.
That huge figure was already hundreds of miles away in a flash, and the surrounding martial artists were anxious and had to chase them in a hurry, but Huan Kong had the intention to escape, already throwing everyone away.
When everyone was furious, suddenly a purple light shot from a distance in the sky, across the void, passing over everyone's heads, and hitting the head of the figure.
The huge figure had no barriers at all. His fingers blasted the figure and hit the chest of Huan Kong.
Pouch!
There was a faint, light sound, and the figure flying in the air stopped in the air for an instant, and then suddenly disappeared, and the warrior standing in it also slowly fell, with a little red blood.
A powerful person with the strength of breaking the virtual realm, with just one move, died on the spot.
The light ball that fell from the air was caught by a white arm, and then a young man in a purple robe slowly stepped out of the void.
No one could clearly see the appearance of the warrior, the figure standing in the air, a strong coercion came.
The sudden change in front of him made the warriors in the field full of horror. The strong man in the Void Realm was killed by a single move, and he was still such a young warrior, he was only in his early twenties.
This is really beyond everyone's expectation. It is Xu Han who is in the sacred stele, his eyes are wide open, and his eyes are full of surprise.
"His Royal Highness!" The people of Beihao who rushed over looked at the warriors who appeared in the sky, and said in unison respectfully.
"Yep!"
The young man in the sky bowed his head slightly, dropped the light ball in his hand, his eyes swept the surrounding people slightly, and stepped into the void.
A faint gaze swept over, all the warriors in the field shrank their eyes, and there was a panic in their hearts, and they did not dare to make the slightest change.
"His Royal Highness! What kind of power is Beizheng? There is such a terrifying warrior." Xu Han muttered while looking at the figure disappearing in the air.
Although there was no trace of emotion in that calm gaze, Xu Han saw deep contempt and disdain for all the warriors in the field.
Looking at the young man who had left, everyone around him couldn't recover for a long time, and recalled the name of the man in the north. His eyes were full of astonishment. It was obvious that they all knew the identity of this young man.
The surrounding martial artists exclaimed, Xu Han had not heard it, just looking at the disappearing figure, his heart was full of ups and downs.
During this period of time in the tomb of the gods, although he encountered many powerful warriors, Xu Han did not take it in his heart, but the force that pierced the sky just flashed in his mind for a long time.
The strong of the Shattering Void Realm, one finger is annihilated, how domineering this is.
After knowing the identity of the group of warriors, everyone around them left with horror, for fear that these people from the North would anger them.
Xu Han was shocked, but Wu Shang standing beside him clenched his fists, and an angry gaze shot out from his eyes. Xu Han, who looked carefully, didn't seem to be facing Beihao.
"I must break the curse, so that I have a chance." Wu Shang suddenly swept his gaze to the south, and said solemnly.
Seeing Wu Shang's expression, Xu Han thought in his heart: "It seems that this boy has a lot of stories."
Wu Shang's expression changed a bit serious, not as before, maybe it was stimulated by the warrior just now, Xu Han in the god monument was also full of heaviness.
Originally thought that his strength was good, but now there are really people outside the sky. From the mouth of the passing martial artist, it can be vaguely heard that the two highnesses do not seem to be the strongest person in the North.
And when the young man first appeared, not many warriors recognized him, obviously he was not well-known.
On the gray mountain road, Wu Shang walked quietly, but his eyes were on the surrounding group to see if there was anything special.
Not all the tombs of the gods are located in obvious places, more are hidden places, and the tombs of the gods that are harder to find, the opportunities in them will be greater.
"En! Someone!" Xu Han, who was standing quietly among the god monuments, suddenly stared, and Yu Guang swept towards the top of the mountain wall behind him, when someone followed him.
Sweeping Wu Shang lightly, it seemed that he did not appear to follow the martial artist. When Xu Han was hesitant to notify him, he saw several figures in the dense forest in front of him, blocking Wu Shang in the middle. .
"It's you!" Wu Shang's face was startled, and his whole body was agitated. Looking at the martial artist who appeared, his eyes narrowed, and he said coldly.
Looking at the martial artist in front of him, Xu Han was also surprised. He didn't expect that the martial artist who had fought against each other in the cemetery would be overtaken by them.
"Wu Shang! Looking at your identity, you can spare your life by handing over that thing." The warrior in the realm of the wind stepped out, glanced at Wu Shang's chest, and said softly.
The most in the cemetery are those skulls. That thing can be easily killed. This is completely prepared for the cemetery, so how can such treasures be let go.
A trace of anger flashed in Wu Shang's eyes, looking at the crowd around him, he shouted angrily: "Don't think about it!"
"Huh! Stop talking nonsense and take him down for me." The warrior was also worried about the accident, looked at Wu Shang in the field, and shouted.
There are warriors passing by here at any time, and if something is discovered by them, with their strength, the treasure will definitely change hands.
"hateful!"
Seeing the martial artist of the Three Plagues Realm who rushed forward, Wu Shang shouted angrily and had to raise his fists to greet him.
No matter how talented it is, but with a big gap, and with so many warriors, where Wu Shang is an opponent, he is immediately embarrassed.
"He is very familiar with this place, only to go out and help him." Looking at Wu Shang, who was pale and worried in his eyes, Xu Han said softly.
Immediately, in the horrified eyes of the surrounding martial artists, the divine monument hanging between Wu Shang's neck suddenly flew out, glowing with a dense gloom in the air.
"What's the matter?" Seeing the sudden movement of the divine monument, a trace of confusion flashed in Wu Shang's eyes, and then his face was full of anxiety.
"That's it, grab it quickly."
The warrior looked at the divine stele that appeared in the sky, his eyes were overjoyed, and he yelled anxiously in his spoken words, and then all abandoning the martial artist and rushing towards it.