Soon, Long Chen and others found that it was not them that the corpse was shouting, but the direction of the tomb gate behind them.
"The corpse, what a coincidence!"
Behind the tomb door, there was a cold and arrogant voice, and then, Yin Changsheng, who was covered in flames, walked in.
Yin Changsheng appeared, not only alone, but also with thousands of disciples of the Holy Pill Hall behind him. Similarly, these disciples are all supreme-level Tianjiao, and they are also elites in the supreme-level Tianjiao.
As soon as they appeared, the temperature of the entire tomb instantly increased. These disciples were all violent fire cultivators, with flames circulating around their bodies. As soon as they entered, it was like a torrent of flames rushed in, giving people endless pressure.
"Damn, is the supreme-level Tianjiao so worthless now? Where did all this come from?" Guo Ran couldn't help feeling deeply powerless when he saw so many supreme powerhouses.
He has a supreme arm, although he dare not say that he is rampant in the world, but at least he feels that he is already out of the norm.
But here, supreme-level geniuses are everywhere, more than dogs, which hit Guo Ran too hard.
"It's nothing strange, there are many people here, their breaths are long and their souls fluctuate differently. At first glance, they are Tianjiao who have been sealed.
It is not surprising that a power, hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, are concentrated in one era. "Yue Xiaoqian said.
It is unimaginable for a big clan like the Demon Race to rule a world. Although there are so many supreme talents, it looks a bit scary, but in terms of the population base of the Demon Race, these people are only a small part of it.
The Holy Pill Hall has also been passed down for countless years, and the fire cultivator is more interested in the chance and the luck of the times. Many people are dissatisfied with their era, self-banned, and wait for a good era to wake up. It is not surprising.
The reason why Guo Ran felt strange was because in the Nine Nether Hall and the Blood Killing Hall, he did not see so many supreme-level Tianjiao, thinking that the same was true for the Holy Pill Hall, but he did not expect the strength of the Holy Pill Hall to be so terrifying.
"You follow me?"
Yin Changsheng, the watcher of the corpse, did not move with a smile on his face, and a cold killing intent appeared in the depths of his eyes.
"Following you? There is only one tomb gate in the sky burial place. Tell me, how can I not follow you?" Yin Changsheng showed a sneering look on his face. Obviously, he did not care about the corpse. I can't even find an excuse.
Obviously, he came in behind Zhe Su, and Zombie led a large number of demon powerhouses, and it was easy to be targeted.
"This ancient hibiscus tree belongs to me. As for the rest, I have no interest." Yin Changsheng recognized the ancient fusang tree at a glance. He is a fire practitioner. This ancient fusang tree is something he must get, so he opened his mouth and reported it. own intention.
"What a big tone, you said that what is yours is yours?" Zhe Suan said coldly.
"If you don't agree with me, I can also kill you all, and then put away the ancient Fusang tree." Yin Changsheng sneered.
"Clang clang..."
Yin Changsheng's words made the demon powerhouses furious, and they pulled out their weapons one after another. The demon powerhouses were notoriously cruel, so they were despised by others, and they immediately became murderous. The powerhouses are ready to fight, and they are not afraid of death.
When the powerhouses of the Holy Pill Hall saw this, they also held their weapons and prepared for battle. They were also the top experts of the Holy Pill Hall, and they were also fearless.
"Clap clap clap..."
Suddenly there was a burst of applause, a figure came out of the darkness, he appeared silently, startling everyone, he appeared too strange.
"Ji Wuming"
Someone exclaimed and recognized this person, this person is Ji Wuming, a direct disciple of Enpuda of the Blood Killing Hall.
Ji Wuming appeared. He was just a person without any followers. He came out of the shadows like a silent ghost. No one knew how he appeared.
Ji Wuming stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the void, his robes kept floating.
"I'm afraid it's not just the two of you who share in this burial place. Ji is not talented and wants to get a little bit of a bargain. I wonder if the two of you will give face?" Ji Wuming looked at the corpse and Yin Changsheng indifferently. .
Although there is only one person, he is very calm, full of self-confidence, and opens his mouth to get a share.
"Don't look at him, lest you have a feeling." Long Chen said to Guo Ran and Xia Chen.
Now Ji Wuming, the breath has completely changed, the whole person has become erratic, and even Long Chen's powerful mental power can't lock it.
This guy, I am afraid that he has made some terrible breakthroughs, otherwise he would not have such confidence, and he would have to share with the Demon Race and the Holy Pill Temple alone.
Ji Wuming didn't wait for their conflict to break out, and secretly made a fortune, which shows that he has enough confidence to take what he wants openly.
When Yin Changsheng and Shishang saw Ji Wuming's moment, their pupils shrank suddenly, Yin Changsheng said:
"Unexpectedly, you took that step first, and I looked down on you before."
Ji Wuming smiled: "It's accepted, it's just a little bit faster than you guys, although it's not fully integrated yet, compared to the two of you, it's really half a step faster, otherwise, how could Ji be so presumptuous? "
"Hmph, even if you are on the front line faster than us, so what? The fusion of blood and bone cannot be accomplished overnight.
Without the support of the strong Chaos Qi, you can only take that half step forever, which is meaningless at all.
Now it only takes me and a few brothers to take action. You only have the chance to escape. If you are sensible, get out of here. "The corpse sneered.
"What if I don't know each other? So what?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ji Wuming's mouth, seemingly indifferent.
"I don't know, the place of burial in the sky is your place of burial." A tall and powerful man beside Zhe Su couldn't help shouting coldly.
"puff"
Suddenly there was a soft sound, blood splashed, and the tall and powerful man was pierced in the back of his head, his body slowly fell to the ground, and he actually died.
"what?"
Everyone was shocked, Ji Wuming's body didn't move, how did he kill
You must know that that person is the right-hand man of Corpse Calamity, and his combat power is extremely terrifying, and he was killed so silently.
When people looked at Ji Wuming again, they found that at some point, Ji Wuming had a dagger with a cold light in his hand, and the dagger was also stained with black blood.
"The skull of the ancient evil corpse is really hard, but a radish is a radish, no matter how strong it grows, it can't withstand a stab." Ji Wuming's dagger trembled, and the black blood stained on it disappeared in an instant, Ji Wuming Looking at the corpse:
"How's it going? Am I eligible for a piece of the pie this time?"
"court death"
The corpse was furious, his arms were open, and the endless stream of corpses circulated. He was just about to make a move when he was furious, when suddenly a cold female voice came:
"What are you, Ji Wuming, can you escape this time?"
As soon as the voice fell, the figure of Jiuyou Rakshasa slowly walked in from outside the tomb gate, and likewise, he was alone.
When Jiuyou Rakshasa appeared, Ji Wuming, who was originally calm and composed, saw the mark on Jiuyou Rakshasa's forehead, his eyes narrowed and he spit out four words:
"Sura Mark"