Soon, Long Chen and others discovered that the corpse was not calling out to them, but the direction of the tomb gate behind them.

"The corpse is a coincidence!"

After the tomb gate, a cold and arrogant voice came, and then Yin Changsheng, who was wrapped in flames, walked in.

Yin Changsheng appeared, not only alone, but also with thousands of disciples from the Holy Pill Palace behind him. Similarly, these disciples are supreme geniuses, and they are also elites among supreme geniuses.

As soon as they appeared, the temperature of the entire tomb increased instantly. These disciples were all violent fire cultivators, and the flames were flowing around them. As soon as they came in, it was like a torrent of flames rushing in, giving people endless pressure.

"Damn, are the supreme geniuses so worthless now? Where did they come from?" Guo Ran couldn't help feeling deeply powerless when he saw so many supreme strong men.

He has the supreme arm, and although he dare not say he is rampant in the world, he at least feels that he is beyond his own nature and out of his reach.

But here, there are many supreme geniuses everywhere, more than dogs, which will have a great blow to Guo Ran.

"Nothing strange. There are many people here, with a long breath and a different soul waving. At first glance, they are like sealed geniuses.

It is nothing strange that a force, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, has been concentrated in an era." Yue Xiaoqian said.

A large clan like the Demon Clan ruled a world with unimaginable background. Although so many supreme geniuses seem a bit scary, based on the population base of the Demon Clan, these people are just a small part of them.

The Holy Pill Palace has also been passed down for countless years. The powerful fire cultivators are more concerned about opportunities and the luck of the times. It is not surprising that many people are dissatisfied with their times, self-banned, and waiting for a good era to wake up.

The reason why Guo Ran was strange was that he didn't see so many supreme geniuses in the Jiuyou Palace and the Blood Killing Hall. He thought the same was true for the Holy Pill Hall, but he didn't expect that the strength of the Holy Pill Hall was so terrifying.

"Are you following me?"

The corpse disaster saw Yin Changsheng's face as he smiled and was still in motion, and a cold murderous intent appeared deep in his eyes.

"Stalking you? There is only one tomb gate in the Sky Burial Land. Tell me, how can I not follow you?" A sarcastic look appeared on Yin Changsheng's face. Obviously, he didn't care about the disaster of the corpse, and he was too lazy to even look for excuses.

Obviously, he came in after Zi Yang, and Zi Yang led a large number of powerful demons and was easily targeted.

"This Fusang ancient tree is mine, and as for the others, I have no interest." Yin Changsheng recognized the Fusang ancient tree at a glance. He was a fire-type practitioner. This Fusang ancient tree is something he must get, so he opened his mouth and reported his original intention.

"What a big tone, do you say it's yours?" Zi Lian said coldly.

"If you don't agree with my opinion, I can kill you and then put away the Fusang ancient wood." Yin Changsheng sneered.

"Clang clang clang..."

Yin Changsheng's words made the powerful demons furious and they pulled out their weapons one after another. The powerful demons were famously cruel. Such a despised person, and murderous intent suddenly arose. As long as the corpse is in trouble, they will fight against the powerful men of the Holy Pill Palace, and they are not afraid of death.

Seeing this, the strong men of the Holy Pill Palace also held their weapons and prepared for battle. They were also fearless as top masters of the Holy Pill Palace.

"Smack it..."

Suddenly, a burst of applause rang out, and a figure came out of the darkness. He appeared silently, scaring everyone. He appeared too strangely.

"Ji Wuming"

Someone exclaimed and recognized this person. This person was Ji Wuming, the personal disciple of Enpuda of the Blood Killing Hall.

Ji Wuming appeared. He was just a person, without any followers. He walked out of the shadow like a silent ghost, and no one knew how he appeared.

Ji Wuming stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the void, his robe kept floating, his figure sometimes became empty and sometimes became solid, as if he would hide in the void and disappear at any time.

"This place of burial in heaven is probably not just a share of your two families. Ji is not talented and wants to get such a little advantage. I wonder if you two will give you face?" Ji Wuming looked at Zi Lian and Yin Changsheng and said lightly.

Although there is only one person, he is extremely calm and confident. He will get a share of the pie when he opens his mouth.

"Don't look at him, so as not to have any sensation." Long Chen said to Guo Ran and Xia Chen.

Now Ji Wuming's aura has completely changed, and his whole body has become erratic. Even Long Chen's powerful mental power cannot lock it up.

This guy probably made another terrible breakthrough, otherwise he would not have such confidence. He would have had a share of the demon clan and the Holy Pill Palace alone.

Ji Wuming did not wait for them to break out of conflict and secretly made money, which means that he had enough confidence to take what he wanted openly.

When Yin Changsheng and Zi Lian saw Ji Wuming, their pupils suddenly shrank, Yin Changsheng said:

"I didn't expect that you took that step first and underestimated you before."

Ji Wuming smiled: "I'm just a little faster than you. Although I haven't fully integrated yet, it's really a little faster than the two of you. Otherwise, how dare Ji be so arrogant?"

"Hmph, even if you are on the front line faster than us, so what? The blending of blood and bones cannot be accomplished overnight.

Without the support of the thick chaos, you can only take that half step forever, which is meaningless.

Now I only need a few brothers and I to take action. You can only escape. If you know each other, get out of here." Zi Yang sneered.

"What if I don't know the truth? So what?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ji Wuming's mouth, as if he was a little careless.

"If you don't know the truth, the place where the sky burial is your burial." A tall and powerful man next to Zi Lian couldn't help but shout coldly.

"puff"

Suddenly, a light sound was heard, and the tall strong man had a pierced head and slowly fell to the ground, and died.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked. Ji Wuming's body had not moved. How did he kill people?

You know, that man was the right-hand man of Zi Yao, and his combat power was extremely terrifying. He was actually killed silently.

When people looked at Ji Wuming again, everyone found that at some point, Ji Wuming had a cold dagger in his hand, and the dagger was stained with black blood.

"The ancient evil corpse's head is indeed quite hard, but radishes are just radishes. No matter how strong they are, they can't stand a thorn." Ji Wuming's dagger trembled, and the black blood stained on it disappeared in an instant. Ji Wuming looked at the corpse:

"How is it? Are I qualified to get a share of the pie this time?"

"court death"

The corpse was furious, his arms spread out, and endless corpse air flowed. He was furious and was about to take action when suddenly a cold woman's voice came:

"What's your Ji Wuming meant? Can you escape this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of Jiuyou Rakshasa slowly walked in from outside the tomb gate, and was also alone.

When Jiuyou Rakshasa appeared, Ji Wuming, who was originally calm and composed, saw the mark on Jiuyou Rakshasa's forehead, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he spit out four words:
Chapter completed!