Devouring The Heavens

'Zhongzhou Mausoleum'.

Feng Shui is extremely fierce here. If it weren’t for the tombs of eight ancient emperors, I don’t know what it would look like.

Above the head, there is a thick yellow cloud, which hides many ferocious Fengshui Avenues, which can destroy the emperor's realm in the fingertips, no suspense.

Xuanyuan all the way, with his own understanding of feng shui, I was deeply sighed. This fierce and terrible feng shui was really the first time I saw it in my life. This is really true, poor mountains and evil water.

In the past, even if it was with Pengfei, even in'Baiyun Town', that is, Pengfei's hometown, the feng shui there did not come here fiercely, even when it was in the shade of'Baopu Mountain', It is also difficult to compare with here. Although there is no gloomy atmosphere here, it looks extremely ordinary, but it is full of murderous opportunities everywhere.

The reason why Xuanyuan and his party were able to walk peacefully was because the eight seemingly ordinary tombs of ancient emperors, with the feng shui here, restrained all feng shui kills.

Once the tomb of the ancient emperor's tomb becomes invalid, even if the ancient sage is placed here, it is very likely to die from a fatal life. Unless there is no superior weapon □ □self, you can protect yourself from death, there is no doubt.

The speed of the people is not fast, all around is a piece of loess, except for the little-known celestial treasures like "Netherworld God Grass", "Undead Phoenix Flower", and "Thousand Spirit Ghost Tree" that can survive outside this place. Others are hard to survive.

"Brother Xuanyuan, this time, you don't want to intervene, we just have to negotiate with them." Mo Chou's pair of black gem-like eyes are extremely shiny, with a smile on their face, no fear, no need to know what they are. Qianling's body, but there is a danger of being taken away.

"Well, protect Mochou, she is the most dangerous." Xuanyuan looked at the Confucian old man and the six peerless strong men of Buddhism and Taoism.

They nodded and said, "Indeed, the'Thousand Spirits' body, if it is not strong enough, can easily become the object of being taken away by the tyrannical spirits."

"Just here, stop." Yuan Er said suddenly between the conversation.

"Huh?" Shima was puzzled.

"The portal of the "Linge Pavilion" is here, we are here, just call them by our own means, wait a minute, you can cooperate with me, I have my own way." The voice fell, Yuan'er recites the sky sound, and sees that one syllable penetrates everything and breaks into the void, and both Master and Mochou can only listen to Yuan'er.

Yuan'er was once a chaotic ancient stone, which also belongs to the category of heaven and earth spirits, so he has his own means of calling them.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, above the head, the thick yellow clouds turned towards the sides, and there was a huge portal, like the Southern Heaven Gate, extremely magnificent, a warrior derived from a deity of heaven and earth, lined up, They are brave and brave, and they are fighting like a sky.

"Who is coming?" A chirp came from the sky, and the words were like the sound of Hong Zhong, roaring down.

"I want to see the person in the "Linge", who can be the master." Yuan'er's voice was gentle, she was the darling of God, and every speech, every syllable, was transparent and flawless, and there was a deep Tibetan rhyme. In the meantime, even these heavenly soldiers dare not offend.

Xuanyuan looked at the strength of those Heavenly Soldiers, a respecter was at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor, and even the realm of the Great Emperor, and felt a horror in his heart. The weather of the'Ling Pavilion' was far beyond his imagination.