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Inside the black coffin, it turned into a world interwoven with divine light.

From now on, it can be clearly seen that there are not many treasures except for the tomb of the owner of the mausoleum, only three pieces of purple house jade, and two artifacts, there is no magical heritage.

Nevertheless, any kind of treasure is enough to break the balance of reincarnation.

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

At this moment, Xiao Ye, Han Dong, Yaoguang, and Benge looted toward the black coffin from four directions.

Buzz!

The four disciples of the ancient gods had just approached the coffin, and they only felt a horrifying gas flow from the corpse, which was refuted with their ancient **** blood and blocked them back.

"No?"

"The owner of this mausoleum is not a descendant of the ancient god."

At this moment, Han Dong and others were extremely disappointed, and Xiao Ye smiled bitterly.

In fact, when the coffin lid exploded, he vaguely had some pedigree sense, and now only speculation has been confirmed.

"Hateful!"

Looking closely, many disciples from the tribes, dark gods, shadow gods, etc., who were struggling to fight, were also blocked back and shouted in anger and grief.

Seeing that the treasure is right in front of them, they cannot get it. How sad is this?

laugh!

The same is true of the disciples of the Taishen branch headed by Yero, because they were rejected by their lineage.

The most amazing of these is the fact that there are several unrecognizable creatures in the field who exert their strength at the same time.

Like Zongwang, they all have a strong sense of time on their bodies. The years of cultivation can't be traced back. They all realize the infinitely close to the second level of the road contained in their blood.

Their power is terrifying, and they rushed to the black coffin. They were also blocked and could not get close.

This scene made many souls tremble.

There is no matching lineage, and strength is useless.

"Hahaha, it's such a **** to help our group!"

At this moment, there were several ecstatic laughs resounding.

I saw a group of creatures with chaotic **** wings quickly approaching the coffin. Their blood was surging and the corpses in the coffin seemed to have some kind of induction, and were violently running.

"Teachers, the treasures in the coffin belong to me, you don't have to fight."

In this group of souls, the presence of a great momentum is the most powerful. As soon as the figure flashes, it rushes into the coffin without hindrance.

Well, it's awesome.

"what!"

"The bloodline possessed by the owner of this mausoleum came from Wing God!"

At this moment, Han Dong, Yaoguang, Benge, and other disciples of ancient **** branches all changed their expressions.

Not to mention, between Wing God and Ancient God, they didn't deal with it very much.

In the experience of the gods, they and the winged gods have forged an invincible blood feud.

In recent years, the achievements of the absolute practice of retreat are amazing.

In the battle around the coffin, Han Dong, Yaoguang and Benge joined forces, and they were still held down by themselves. They were hurt by themselves, and even affected several disciples of the ancient gods.

Nowadays, the biggest beneficiaries have become the essence, which is the result they are least willing to see.

"After that, the reincarnation of the sea will be respected by my wing **** group!"

In the world interwoven with the divine light, he stood in it. His palm shook, and the three pieces of purple palace jade suddenly fell into his hands.

"We have spent so much energy, but in the end we have completed you?"

In this scene, I saw Zongwang and other strong people, all of them gritted their teeth, flickered in shape, surrounded this coffin, the eruption of divine power, so that the branch disciples of the wing **** group were all shaken, almost split open.

Even Yero, the Taishen group, is involved.

"Hey, the space inside this coffin is quite large, and cultivation is good here."

"Who dares to move my branch disciples of the Wing God Group today, I will kill them in the future."

He glanced at the strong ones, and after a mad laugh, he sat down slowly inside the coffin.

Qiang Qiang!

At the same time, the trembling sound in the coffin penetrated nine days and ten earths, and two artifacts rose into the sky.

It was a Divine Armor, a halberd with fangs all around the traces of Yishen Avenue, unstoppable power, shrouded in divine magic power, and slowly refined.

He was not in a hurry.

This coffin can't be rushed in by other powerful people. He can wait until his strength rises before he can go out. Who can stop it then?

"Mad!"

Suddenly, Zong Wang and other strong men were very angry, and they did not want to retreat at all. They were trying to find ways to rush in.

The two artifacts in the coffin are beyond the boundary of the lower Taoist realm, and only the blood of the wing **** can be urged. This is undoubtedly.

But Zifu Shenyu has no pedigree, and they naturally do not want to give up.

"This time, the greatest achievements are the most rewarding. With his style of action, I am afraid that we will be the first to take our ancient **** group!"

The disciples of the branch of the ancient **** group all had pale expressions, and even Han Dong, Yaoguang and others lost their composure and felt unprecedented pressure.

In the reincarnation of the sea, many branches of the innate gods and spirits stand side by side and fight each other. Even if they are destroyed, the innate gods will not stop.

Because this is also a kind of discipline.

"Brother Han Dong, let's go first..."

At this moment, Xiao Ye was flashing his eyes, carrying on the voice channel, and at the same time, the figure was silent, heading away from the tomb.

Nowadays, many strong people are attracted by the absolute essence, which is the best time to retreat. I am afraid that it will be very troublesome and will be targeted if they do not come back.

"Go."

When Han Dong and others heard the words back, they all lost their souls and turned around, calling on many disciples of ancient gods to follow Xiao Ye.

Now that they have stayed, they can't change anything. What they can do now is to increase their strength as much as possible and prepare for the upcoming storm.

After leaving the mausoleum and returning to the large formation of the grassland, Xiao Ye once again summoned the Jinhuan God Rat and took all the ancient **** branch disciples to easily pass the large formation towards the ancient **** group of reincarnated seas. Skimmed.

"I really didn't expect that this trip to the burial ground was eventually accomplished!"

Looking at the surging sea below, Xiao Ye secretly said.

He must have a supernatural power, and his strength has been based on a supreme point. Now that he has such opportunities to add himself, he can't check and balance. This is indeed a disaster for the ancient **** group.

"However, it is not that there is no hope at all!" Xiao Ye's eyes flourished.

Dao marks dominated by time once said that the dust that accompanied the dominance of the dojo, as well as the treasures of the time domination.

"Hope not to disappoint me."

Xiao Ye whispered to herself.

The spirits of the ancient **** group passed by, and everyone was in a heavy mood, not communicating, and hurriedly walking.

Decades later, the relief of fifty-six ancient gods finally appeared in the sight of many creatures.

Whoo!

Xiao Ye flashed into the world and rushed directly into the world of relief in Cheyuanhou. He sat cross-legged and took out the chaotic fruit.

(The second one is coming!)

(It's been too tiring to run around these two days, so I've changed two today, I owe you two chapters, and I'll make up for tomorrow!)