Fire Kirin

Chapter 103 Kunpeng and Tyrant Body Meet

"Licheng Tomb, which of the nine secrets is it?"

The Peacock King was somewhat disapproving of Xuan Su's bragging... and self-confidence, so he had to change the subject.

"This tomb is the sleeping palace of the Great Emperor Wu Shi. The Nine Secrets should be the First Secret!"

Xuan Su looked at the Peacock King and told him a piece of news that shocked him.

The Peacock King was surprised. "The Great Emperor Wu Shi, the legendary emperor who is unrivaled in history."

"That's right!"

Xuan Su nodded slowly with difficulty, although he believed that his original body was the Jade Emperor, the unrivaled one in the world, and his original body's thigh was the most reliable.

……

Licheng seemed to be even more prosperous. The city was already full and the area outside the city was already filled with a large number of monks.

At the location of the cemetery, countless graves were dug out and countless large and small pits appeared. The densely packed monks were extremely fanatical and wanted to be the first to find the entrance.

The descendants of the thirteen major bandits, including Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian, Li Heishui, the little dragon king in blue, etc., all showed up.

The Golden-winged Peng King also appeared. After being beaten up by Xuan Su, he still seemed as arrogant as ever.

One came here.

He had a fight with the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

Two figures, like two little suns, cut through the night sky, causing the sky to tremble. The battle was so fierce that it made people unable to sleep.

Soon, Yan Ruyu also arrived, accompanied by the Green Dragon King, White Phoenix, Golden Feather Bitter Bamboo and other demon geniuses who were at the fifth level of the Taoist Palace.

"You're here? Take a look, this is the enlightenment tea I made for you."

Xuan Su looked at Yan Ruyu with enthusiasm and brought her a cup of enlightenment tea. The fragrance of the tea filled the air, and one smell of it gave people a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

"It's been a long time since we last met. You even managed to get the Enlightenment Tea. Xuansu, you are great."

Yan Ruyu looked at him, her tone dim, a hint of coldness on her flawless face.

Xuan Su quickly apologized with a smile: "It was just luck, I only got one piece, hehe!"

Yan Ruyu took the teacup and asked with a frown, "Are Yao Xi and Ji Ziyue pretty?"

Xuan Su suddenly had a splitting headache.

A medicinal king flew out of the Xuansu Bitter Sea and was handed to Yan Ruyu: "Here is another medicinal king seven-leaf star grass, wife, taste it!"

Yan Ruyu took it and asked again: "Are they beautiful, or am I beautiful?"

"You are beautiful. Here is another medicinal plant called Dragon Blood Vine. It can improve blood energy and has a huge effect on the dragon bloodline. Even the Green Dragon King is not useless."

Xuan Su sent another herb to Yan Ruyu. Without waiting for Yan Ruyu to speak, he hurried forward, hugged Yan Ruyu's slender waist from behind, sniffed the alluring fragrance, and said pitifully:

"It's really gone, please let me go."

……

The long-awaited tomb was opened, and countless monks filled the sky and the ground, densely packed with people, no less than a million.

The younger generation takes the lead, and the famous and powerful ones follow behind. The ordinary treasures are looked down upon by the masters and the younger generations are allowed to fight for them. The things that the younger generations cannot get are naturally good things, and these masters will take action.

young generation.

The Golden Winged Little Peng King, who only remembers to be beaten but not to eat, is still so unruly and typical of someone who deserves a beating. The shadow left by Xuan Su's beating seems to have disappeared after not seeing him for a long time;

The Holy Son of Yaoguang was still as elegant and gentle as jade, and his scheming was so deep that it was hard to tell his depth.

Ji Haoyue was still so pretentious and looked like an elder brother-in-law, with purple clothes fluttering, like a god king descending to the world, full of pretense;

There was also a so-called Jiang family divine body, whose aura was no less fierce than the other three geniuses. He was covered in armor, leaving only a pair of eyes, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
Besides.

The green-clothed little dragon king, the little elephant king Liuya, the descendants of the thirteen great bandits, Zixia from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, Li Donglai, Zhao Yanran and others also showed up.

Xuan Su and Duan De hid in the crowd, watching this scene and praising it.

Duan De showed a lewd smile: "Those legs are really long, I like them!"

"That peak is really great... it's great!"

...Xuan Su sat upright, not looking around, wishing he didn't know this fat Taoist priest and secretly stayed away from this dead Taoist priest.

In a purple palace in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, a tall and burly figure emerged from Xia's side, with hidden double pupils and surging purple blood.

Many people recognized him.

Overlord, Xiang is invincible.

According to legend, there is a remarkable man who killed everyone in the Western Desert. He has the blood of the Heavenly Tyrant and is the King of Killing. He is engaged to the innate Taoist fetus of the Purple Mansion Holy Land. Now our true appearance can be seen.

"I have seen the overlord!"

Countless cultivators looked at him, bowing their hands with great respect. In this world, the strong are respected, and a king deserves more respect than all the most powerful people.

Facing the monks' bows, Xiang Wudi just nodded slightly without saying a word, looking extremely cool and aloof.

When Xuan Su looked at him.

He also looked at Xuan Su.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly inadvertently.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sound of thousands of troops galloping came from the deep bottom, and iron horses and icy rivers came into the dream, like a landslide and tsunami.

Then a cold breath emerged, as black as ink, as if a vast expanse of ice had been frozen in time. Even the cultivators felt the chill.

In an instant.

Dark clouds rolled in, the night covered the sky, and the gloomy energy enveloped the entire sky, blocking out the stars, the sun, and the moon.

Duan De couldn't help but shiver and said, "There's a big monster down there!"

Xuan Su rolled his eyes at him and said with disdain, "Otherwise, why would I ask you to come? I can break it myself."

Shouts of killing rang out, reaching the sky. The yin energy that emerged transformed into yin soldiers, or rushed out directly from the depths of the earth.

Thousands of troops were galloping, the earth was shaking, the ghost soldiers were riding on the backs of various underworld beasts, holding various weapons in their hands, and their iron armor was shining with cold light. Soon, the number of densely packed ghost soldiers and ghost generals reached tens of thousands.

"kill!"

After they formed a certain size, they arranged themselves into a military formation and actually charged straight towards the group of monks.

Thousands of dead beasts transformed into mounts, galloping like a black torrent sweeping across heaven and earth, destroying all obstacles, and everything was reduced to dust wherever the iron spears went.

While it is dangerous, it also makes countless monks excited. The more dangerous the tomb is, the better the things inside it are.

Some monks began to be unable to hold back and turned into streams of light and rushed forward, unafraid of the attacks from the evil soldiers and ghosts, and charged towards them.

Naturally, their attack caused the Yin soldiers to lose dozens of horses, but the Yin soldiers and ghost generals rushed forward and overwhelmed them in an instant. In an instant, the monks in the front were bleeding, their heads rolled to the ground, and their corpses were trampled into meat paste.

After charging for a while, these ghost soldiers changed direction and headed straight for the cultivators on the other side. Wherever they passed, no grass grew and even the huge rocks were turned into powder.

At the same level, facing the charge into the military formation, even a genius would be doomed to suffer.

"Roar……"

Seeing all the monks flying high into the sky, a ghost general riding a Qilin beast in the ghost army, holding a spear, roared, and the rest of the ghost soldiers roared together.

In an instant, the monks fell from the sky like flowers scattered by fairies, crashed into the army of evil soldiers, and were trampled by horses, leaving nothing behind except chemical blood mud.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Beneath the earth, the sound of war drums is so dull and desolate that it makes people tremble with fear.

The Yin soldiers on the ground rose up into the sky in a pitch-black formation, rushing towards the densely packed monks in the sky.

Wherever the army passed, four or five hundred monks died in just a moment, and the fallen ghost soldiers turned into inky black yin energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Daoyi Holy Land was the first to take action, constantly chanting the four characters "Wulian Tianzun".

The aura of Taoism overflowing from the ancient Taoist temple spread throughout the heaven and earth, reducing the murderous aura of Yin Bing, who was already filled with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)