For the emperor, such a distance can be traveled back and forth in just a few breaths. When the soul power is dispersed, every move in the entire snowy area can be scanned in an instant.
But this is the Ancient Tomb of Emperor Yan, a world that has never changed since the beginning of time.
There has never been a moment when the prehistoric aura appeared so clearly in front of everyone.
Even Xiao Chen's magical skill, Eye of the Sky, is limited to a range of one hundred thousand miles.
One can imagine how terrifying the pressure from the prehistoric times was.
Fortunately, Xiao Chen's Ten Thousand Dragons Jue is extremely active here for some reason. It operates freely without any movement, greedily absorbing the prehistoric breath of the air.
Faintly, there are signs that he can break through the two shackles at any time.
"This place is a treasure for warriors with ancient blood."
Xiao Chen was thoughtful and groaned softly. For him who possesses the Ten Thousand Dragons Art, there is no need to say it.
However, the suppressive force faced still exists, and the physical skills are somewhat inconvenient.
"It's still a bit expensive to run around like this."
Covered with falling snow, Xiao Chen sighed softly, it was too cold here. As a result, the snow is difficult to melt, and the "yin" cold contained in the snow can be called cold poison.
It is not too damaging to the emperor's body, but it is quite laborious to dispel it from time to time.
Coupled with the consumption of divine energy while running, it makes people feel a little helpless.
boom!
Red light flashed, and the Demonic Blood Vulture was summoned by Xiao Chen.
Today's Demonic Blood Vulture has returned to its ancestors and has the posture of a pre-blood phoenix.
"How much strength can you exert in this ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan?"
"Eighty percent. w[ww.."
As a strange beast with the bloodline of wild beasts, the Demonic Blood Vulture has adapted much better here than the human warriors.
"enough."
With a tap of his toes, Xiao Chen sat on the back of the Demonic Blood Vulture, using it to fly in the snowy field.
The Demonic Blood Vulture flew almost close to the ground and did not dare to fly too high.
One is that there is space pressure, and the other is that it is too high and can easily be regarded as a target.
Every ferocious beast here has a dragon essence. If someone notices it, its eyes will light up and they will want to kill it immediately to seize the dragon essence. (
"Help me find the inheritance. If you find anything suspicious, remember to remind me."
The snow is falling heavily, and the sky and the earth are completely white. It is not easy to find the inheritance left by Yanhuang who is good at "ice and snow".
Fortunately, with the help of the Demonic Blood Vulture, Xiao Chenle felt relaxed and could just close his eyes and start practicing meditation.
He does two things at once, but he doesn't delay looking for inheritance.
At the same time, other princes entered Yanhuang Ancient Temple one after another.
It's just that the places where they appear are different, either in the ancient pine forest, in the wilderness plains, or in the rocky desert.
In a loess desert, the wind swept the sand.
After the eldest prince Wang Fei landed, he frowned slightly and without saying anything, he directly pulled out the Yanhuang Sword in his hand.
The next moment, the Flame Emperor's sword was filled with light and dragon shadows were lingering.
Whoosh whoosh!
The man in black with the mysterious left eye, Zuo Yu, the ace of the Taimiao Ancestral Hall and the Six Meridians Emperor, as well as the Black Lotus Saint and the Green Lotus Saint appeared one after another.
The rest of the disciples chose to act alone, looking for inheritance, or hunting ferocious beasts.
The Holy Son of Black Lotus said softly: "It's only the first round. Your Highness actually doesn't need to waste his luck by summoning us."
Wang Fei said calmly: "Of course I am confident that I will pass the first round, but I sent you here for another reason. ┠.〈〔.c﹝o{mI know a high-grade inheritance from the former Emperor Yan. I called you here to ensure that nothing happens.”
The inheritance left by successive Yanhuangs was originally without any distinction between grades.
However, these generations of Yanhuangs were either strong or weak, and the inheritance they left behind was divided into high and low. Gradually, descendants were given grades to distinguish the quality and rarity of the inheritance.
The Ancestral Hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple has a better understanding of the ancient tomb of Emperor Yan, and can provide more information to the eldest prince.
A top-grade inheritance is considered an extremely remarkable inheritance, so Wang Fei will naturally be moved.
"Oh... So that's it. Then you guys should pay Brother Wang a visit. I won't get involved in this excitement."
Even though he wore half a mask with his pupils exposed on the left side of his face, the eldest prince could still see the boredom on his face.
Also waiting for Wang Fei's answer, the masked man left without saying goodbye.
"What a courage!"
Zuo Yu frowned slightly. In his opinion, he should be killed for such disrespect.
Mingxuan, the Holy Son of Black Lotus, said softly: "Your Highness, please calm down. Master Xi has always been like this. What kind of inheritance interests the eldest prince so much? Miss Qing and I will definitely try our best to help."
Yang Qing smiled sweetly, like a breeze blowing across his face, looked at Wang Fei and said, "Your Highness, lead the way."
Wang Fei sneered in his heart, but kept his expression calmly, and said with a smile: "Let's go, Commander Zuo, don't make a fuss. Master Xi, you are the distinguished guest I invited. Naturally, distinguished guests cannot be treated as ordinary people."
Outside the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan, many of the prince's guests began to move quickly.
In an ancient pine forest, the fourth prince Wang Yun pulled out the Yanhuang Sword and summoned several important guests to his side.
One of them, wearing a hood and covering himself tightly, was Yuan Zhen of Lingyin Temple.
Wang Yun's eyes fell on him and he said in a respectful tone: "Mr. Yuan, what should we do."
"The other princes should focus on looking for inheritance. But the fourth prince, you are weak in background and strength. It is not suitable to compete with others. Losing troops will outweigh the gain. Be more diligent, hunt ferocious beasts to collect dragon essence, and be safe. Let’s talk after this round.”
The hoarse voice came from the hood, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
The other disciples seemed a little unhappy. What's the point of coming to the Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum if you don't look for inheritance
The fourth prince, Wang Yun, had already made his own judgment about Yuan Zhen's words in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Just do as Mr. Yuan said. You hunt ferocious beasts and collect dragon essence. I will thank you greatly afterwards. Again. Even if you hunt ferocious beasts, you may not encounter rare treasures. Everything is possible in the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb."
After these words were said, the resentment of other guests was slightly reduced.
This round, Yuan Zhen seemed extremely low-key and had no intention of being exposed.
"Okay! God is really helping me!"
On the Thirteenth Prince's side, Bai Yunfei of the Baize Empire, Director Jingguang was very excited, and said in a deep voice: "This place is perfect for warriors like us who have ancient blood."
Wang Yi showed a smile, and he was a little surprised. The aura of the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan was actually much more terrifying than the legend.
Except for two royal masters, all of his eighteen guests are emperors from the Martial God Palace!
"Senior Sikong, what are we going to do at this level?"
Sikong Shu, who was dressed as a fisherman in a raincoat, looked particularly calm, and said in a deep voice: "The troops are divided into three groups. In this first round, we have the greatest advantage. We can take as much inheritance as we can, and inheritance also needs It's a waste. Those who can improve their strength can be refined on the spot without any delay. After a while, most of them will adapt to the space pressure here, and there won't be much of a bloodline advantage left."
"So in this first month... we must take advantage of our advantages and gain greater advantages!"
Wang Yi's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "With senior here, it's like there is a treasure. Well, just follow the instructions of senior. This round, our troops are divided into three groups, and we will take as much inheritance as we can."
Everyone knows that unless you hunt extremely terrifying beasts, it will be difficult to collect enough dragon essence. Even hunting powerful beasts is a thankless task.
Obviously, looking for inheritance is a matter of achieving multiple goals and benefiting oneself and others.
Except for some special princes, other princes and their disciples are all looking for inheritance.
In the palace martial arts arena, many Taimiao elders took action together on the Taoist platform.
A huge light curtain rose, and the lights and shadows flickered, showing the figures of many princes and guests in the ancient mausoleum. The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan has been renovated several times. Although there are still many taboo places, the Taimiao Ancestral Hall has been able to roughly control them.
As long as you are willing, you can see the situation everywhere at any time. It's just that it's a little difficult to interfere.
A big drama has officially begun.
In the heavy snowfall, three days have passed in the vast snowy area, and the Demonic Blood Vulture has found nothing.
On the back of the Demonic Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen, who was cross-legged and practicing the Ten Thousand Dragons Art, opened his eyes. The night was windy and snowy, the figure was hard to find, and the vitality was dim.
Looking up at the sky, the clouds are rolling in. There is no sun, moon and stars, only heavy snow.
"This inheritance won't be destroyed, right?"
Three days of no success made Xiao Chen a little suspicious.
Such a guess is possible, after all, it is on the edge of the ancient tomb. Every time the prince corrects him, he will bear the brunt of it. It is not impossible that the battles for the prince will be completely destroyed time and time again.
"Huh… "
At this moment, the heavy snow weakened, and the thick clouds in the sky gradually became thinner.
In the middle of the night, the thick clouds broke up and a bright moon appeared quietly.
The bright moon is in the sky, gentle as fire.
I never thought that the bright moon would be so bright. The continuous heavy snow seemed to have washed away all the beauty of the bright moon.
In mid-air, there was still snow falling sparsely.
Under the moonlight, the remaining snow in the sky and the endless white snow are covered with thousands of mottled lights and shadows.
The clouds break, the moon comes, the remaining flowers make shadows, and the endless snow field creates a wonderful wonder.
Sitting on the Demonic Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen was enjoying the unparalleled beauty and talking softly to himself.
"Is this the opportunity I've been waiting for?"
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