Thunder Martial

Almost 70% of the monks in this burial site, the entire Eternal City, can no longer stand.

There is overcrowding in the city, and there are also masters outside the city, many of whom are scattered.

For bulk cultivation, this is a grand opportunity.

The holy place, for so many years, has been opened several times, but every time, almost all major forces enter secretly, never part of the dispersion, this time as a dispersion, got a letter, exciting.

And the promise to take them there is also a lot of scattered cultivation and gratitude.

On that day, the dispersion frenzy, which struck Liu's house, was completely bewitched by the great forces. After the breakdown of the purple, many dispersion hearts also regretted.

If Zixuan really handed over the letter to Zhengnan, I'm afraid that this trip to the Holy Land still doesn't have their share of scattered repairs.

The English name of Zheng Nan I, once destroyed, was rejected by numerous scattered cultivation after his death.

Purple fame and fame are greatly appreciated by countless scattered cultivation.

“So many? ”

Zixuan stood on the back of King Pengbird, appearing from the sky, and seeing so many people below, was also a big jump. Of these, the largest number of scattered people, even if all the powerful people combined, is not enough for a quarter of the scattered.

So many people, far beyond his imagination.

But as the mind swept away, the purple nose almost distorted, and in these scattering, there was no shortage of the true atmosphere and the presence of the innate world.

“Isn't this going to die?” Mindfulness is retracted and purple hearts are intact.

Almost all the powerful people go, they are organized, premeditated, unlike scattered, without any power, all by their own will, even in a true climate, to take advantage of luck.

Burial site, which claims that a saint has fallen, the crisis is severe, even the imperial emperor should go, be cautious, the district genuine climate to go, even if there is a letter, is pure death.

But they didn't seem to feel dangerous, full of anticipation, mouth-watering joy, to get a baodan, achieve the rank of master, go out with a bunch of demons, laugh at the southern region.

“Zijuan, it's Zijuan! ”

“He showed up. ”

“When the owner of the letter shows up, we should go. ”

“Baodan, I'm coming! ”

The Pengbird King was huge and covered in the sky. It was like a black cloud flowing from the sky, and as soon as it appeared, it caused a sensation. Many people recognized the purple, shouted and became very excited.

The agreed time of seven days has arrived.

Time to go to Holy Land.

The crowd became very noisy, cheering, excited, all sorts of voices.

Everyone in the Liu family is already ready.

Zi Zhen landed, and a bunch of demons came forward.

Liu Chen, Liu Bo, Qin Xing, Qin River, Wang Dome, Wang Shi, Zhang Haotian, and other travelers are present.

In addition to this, the Liu family has launched a number of imperial emperors, including Liu Mingyong, the peak of imperial emperor, which could break into the presence of the monarchy at any time.

Ever since knowing the creed of the holy place, after purple body, the good and evil monk stayed at Liu's house, putting on a kind of mercy, begging for nothing to stay here, can't get rid of it, obviously to follow, to dash on the edge of a lifetime.

Recently, he hasn't talked to Zijuan about the treasure, otherwise Zijuan will have to find a way to blow him away.

“Shall we go? ”

When Zijuan appeared, the people asked, and there was enthusiasm in their eyes.

A bunch of demons are leaving to break into Heavenly Martial Arts, and before doing so, they want to make a final effort to find some more stuff for themselves at the bottom of the box.

“Where are your men? Are you ready?” Zijuan asked.

“Rest assured, we've been waiting too long!” The other demons nodded.

This time, in addition to the emperor, several demons reveal that there are strong people in the dark to follow. Purple life is 100% guaranteed.

“Then let's go!” Purple nodded.

“Aung!”

Afterwards, a crisp Pengbird King roared, breaking the heavens and wearing a cracking stone, like a black cloud, rising in the sky.

Zijuan stood on the back of the King of Pengbirds and followed the King of Pengbirds to the sky. Next to him, all demons, one of them also rose in the sky.

“Let's go, let's go.” As the words fell, Pengbird Wang Yu shook, winding a storm, flying over Yongyu City and heading outside Yongyu City.

The number of people gathered in Yongyu City is too large. It is a mountainous sea. If the purple tree leaves the ground, it is naturally difficult.

“Ziqian left, and everyone followed. ”

“Let's go! ”

The people of a city followed and flew out of town.

For a moment, the black-pressed crowd began to move, looking out of the sky, and the human image was like an ant, presenting a little black dot, dense and numb.

“Zi Zhen, you said to take us to the holy place, why run so fast? ”

“You run so fast, you don't want to take us with you. I think you're playing us deliberately. ”

“Stop and take us forward. ”

The Pengbird King was very fast, before and after less than a minute, the purple figure disappeared in Yongyu City, many true monks, shouting, very dissatisfied.

“Are you idiots? How dare you yell here? What do you think of purple? ”

“You can't keep up because you're slow, and you resent purple, and you don't even know you're alive. ”

“The Heavenly Martial Continent, honored with martial arts, without strength, is better to shut up. Purple Ken is already heavenly grace with dispersion. You are weak and unable to keep up with the speed of purple. That is what you deserve. ”

Next to it, there were many people who spoke and a strong breath, some complaining about the true atmosphere, shaking and shutting up.

After the events in Zhengnan, Zixuan was in the dispersion, popular, they could not hear others say that Zixuan is not.

Besides, it's a bunch of real people, almost nothing but a rotten fate.

Such a man shouts arrogance in front of the strong, and when he encounters a tantrum, he can slap to death.

“Heh!” “Heh! ”......

Between the glitters of light, a shadow of a lane rises up, like a big bird, flying away towards the distance.

The crowd shouted, the emptiness of the sky, at this moment, no more than hundreds of shadows in the sky, dense and numb, followed by purple.

Burial places are very dangerous. Even if they hold a letter, they are still in danger. All the great forces are emperors. They are not expensive enough.

“Aw!”...

At the same time, there was a flying bird chirping, but a spiritual bird appeared and flew towards the sky.

On the back of the poultry, standing a figure, they are small powerful people, there is no emperor in the family, only the real realm.

But every one, almost the peak of the true Yuan Realm, is the peak power of the family.

“Roar...”

The beast roared, shouted, stepped on the ground, provoked rumbling, spilled endless smoke and dust, and many monks arrived riding the beast.

A flood of armies, marching towards the Holy Land, filled with anticipation.

The strong ones, all closely followed, while the weaker ones, were left far behind, and the teams quickly separated.

“Didn't Lu Peng come?” On the back of King Pengbird, Zixuan stood, next to Zhang Haotian.

“No, he said to close the border and leave with us.” Zhang Hao Tiandao.

Apart from Lu Peng, some of the others did not break through to the imperial emperor, nor did they appear.

Miao Qing, Lin Xue, Wang Shan. Wang Xian never showed up. Unexpectedly, Wang Dome stinks of a face all day. He is also ashamed to ask.

“Still no news from Nietian?” Zijuan asked.

Zhang Haotian shook his head and said: "No, but when he left, it was the peak of Nine Heavens, and it was time to break into the Emperor's Sky. ”

Ni Tian left a year ago, nothing has been heard since then, did not tell Zhang Haotian, where he went.

Purple frowned, his eyes flickered and he guessed the whereabouts of Heaven.

“Zijuan, this time there are no elderly figures of great power against you, but if you enter the burial ground, you should also be careful, those demons, and the imperial emperor, there may be movement.” Liu Chen cautioned.

Flying all the way, they all wanted to rest, one on the back of the Peng Bird King.

Purple nodded, his eyes swept away, a few great demons there, all gathered together, without a word, only occasionally the cold light of the aisle flashed in his eyes, next to many emperors.

“If you mess with me again, I don't mind sending them on the road in advance.” Purple Cold Road, eyes flash with killing intent.

Burial ground, mysterious, hidden in an endless void, no one knows its exact location, will only appear when fluctuations occur.

Over the years, several major forces have tried to find their hidden place without success, as if it were nothing, leaving no trace of it in hiding.

It is the burial place of a saint, the most mysterious place on the entire Heavenly Martial Continent, apart from the Temple of Thunder.

Twenty years ago, the holy place appeared, but it was very brief, hardly any major force entered, only a few people of Wuzong, but all died. The elder of Lingwuzong, returned alone, and his son and daughter-in-law died in battle.

I didn't expect that after more than two decades, the burial ground would once again become vibrating, and this time the movement was huge, it had been going on for a long time, obviously not as it was more than two decades ago, just flashed away.

Every time a fluctuation occurs, the holy place appears in the same place, on the edge of the ruins.

The rubble was transformed 10,000 years ago after no extremist destruction. In 10,000 years, several major forces did not know how many times to enter, but still did not enter the deep, where the danger was great. Even in the peripheral areas, the imperial sky should be cautious.

Wherever the Holy Land appears, it is not far from the ruins.

But when it disappeared, almost all the forces searched the area, thousands of miles, and found no trace of it.

No one knows why.

Mo always knew everything, but only limited.

“Burial ground, mysterious, no extremist sect here, is said to guard it.” That's an old explanation.

And Mo Lao threatened to bury the holy place, next to no extremism, which was easy to see back then, there was no hidden void.

And Mo Lao's so-called year, Zixuan can no longer be tested, as if it had been said in the previous period, that is, 10,000 years.

Everyone hurried day and night and walked for days.

In the past, hundreds of beasts were shocked, panicked, hundreds of emperors, tens of thousands of scattered repairs, spiritual and animal beasts roared and loud.

In the meantime, people bypassed thousands of miles of rubble and finally reached the Holy Land.