Soon, Long Chen and others discovered that the corpse calling was not them, but the direction of the tomb door behind them.
"Zi Shipai, what a coincidence!"
Behind the tomb door, 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 Alchemy Palace behind him. Likewise, these disciples are all supreme geniuses, and they are also elites among the supreme geniuses.
As soon as they appeared, the temperature of the entire tomb instantly increased. These disciples were all violent fire cultivators, with flames flowing around them. As soon as they entered, it was like a torrent of flames rushed in, giving people endless pressure.
"Damn it, are the supreme talents so worthless now? Where did all this come from?" Guo Ran couldn't help but feel deeply helpless when he saw so many supreme experts.
He possesses the Supreme Arm, and although he does not dare to say that he is dominating the world, he at least feels that he is beyond his category and stands out.
But here, there are supreme geniuses everywhere, more than dogs, which is a huge blow to Guo Ran.
"It's nothing strange. There are many people here. They have deep breaths and different soul fluctuations. At first glance, they are sealed geniuses.
A force with hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years of talent gathered in one era, so it’s not surprising." Yue Xiaoqian said.
It is unimaginable for a large clan like the Demon Clan to rule a world. Although so many supreme geniuses may seem a bit scary, based on the population base of the Demon Clan, these people are only a very small part of them.
The Shengdan Palace has also been passed down for countless years. Fire cultivators are more interested in opportunities and the luck of the times. It is not surprising that many people are dissatisfied with their own era and have banned themselves, waiting for a good era to wake up.
The reason why Guo Ran felt strange was that he didn't see so many supreme geniuses in the Nine Nether Palace and the Blood Killing Palace. He thought that the same was true of the Holy Pill Palace, but he didn't expect that the strength of the Holy Pill Palace was so terrifying.
"Are you following me?"
Yin Changsheng, who was looking at the corpse, smiled with his face still, and there was a cold murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.
"Following you? There is only one tomb door in the Celestial Burial Ground. Tell me, how can I not follow you?" A look of ridicule appeared on Yin Changsheng's face. It was obvious that he didn't care about the corpse disaster, and even
Don't even bother to find excuses.
Obviously, he came in behind Zhi Xiang, and Zhi Xiang led a large number of powerful demons, so he could easily be targeted.
"This ancient Fusang tree belongs to me. As for the others, I have no interest in it." Yin Changsheng recognized the Fusang tree at a glance. He is a fire practitioner. This Fusang tree was something he must get, so he opened his mouth and announced it.
own original intention.
"That's such a big tone, you said what's yours is yours?" Zishang said coldly.
"If you don't agree with what I mean, I can kill you and then put away the ancient Fuso trees." Yin Changsheng sneered.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
Yin Changsheng's words made the powerful demons furious and they all pulled out their weapons. The powerful demons were notoriously cruel, and when they were despised like this, murderous intent spread everywhere. As long as the corpse said a word, they would follow the Shengdan Palace.
The strong men take action, they are not afraid of death.
Upon seeing this, the strong men in the Holy Alchemy Palace also grasped their weapons and prepared for battle. As the top masters of the Holy Alchemy Palace, they were fearless.
"Pa bang bang..."
Suddenly there was a burst of applause, and a figure walked out of the darkness. He appeared silently, startling everyone. His appearance was so strange.
"Ji Wuming"
Someone exclaimed, recognizing this person. This person was none other than Ji Wuming, a direct disciple of Enpuda of the Blood Killing Palace.
Ji Wuming appeared. He was just a person without any followers. He walked out of the shadows like a silent ghost. No one knew how he appeared.
Ji Wuming stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the void, his robes kept floating, his figure was sometimes empty and sometimes real, as if he would disappear into the void at any time.
"I'm afraid this sky burial place can't just be divided between the two of you. Ji is not talented, but he also wants to get a little advantage. I wonder if you two are willing to give him some face?" Ji Wuming looked at Xishang and Yin Changsheng and said calmly.
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Although there is only one person, he is extremely calm and full of confidence, and he will take a piece of the pie whenever he opens his mouth.
"Don't look at him, lest you react." Long Chen said to Guo Ran and Xia Chen.
Now Ji Wuming's aura has completely changed, and his whole person has become erratic. Even Long Chen's powerful mental power cannot lock it down.
This guy must have made some terrible breakthrough, otherwise he wouldn't have the confidence to share the pie with the demons and the Holy Pill Palace alone.
Ji Wuming did not wait for the conflict between them to break out and secretly made a fortune, which shows that he has enough confidence to get what he wants in an open and honest manner.
When Yin Changsheng and Xishang saw Ji Wuming, their pupils shrank suddenly, and Yin Changsheng said:
"I didn't expect that you actually took that step first. I underestimated you before."
Ji Wuming smiled: "I gave in. I'm just a little faster than you. Although it's not completely integrated, it is indeed half a step faster than the two of you. Otherwise, how could Ji dare to be so presumptuous?"
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"Hmph, even if you get to the front line faster than us, so what? The fusion of blood and bone cannot be accomplished overnight.
Without the support of the strong energy of chaos, you can only take that half step forever, which is completely meaningless.
Now all we need are me and a few brothers to take action. You have no choice but to run for your life. If you know what’s going on, get out of here." Zishang sneered.
"What if I don't recognize faces? So what?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ji Wuming's mouth, seemingly carelessly.
"You don't understand, the sky burial place is your burial place." A tall and strong man next to Xishang couldn't help but shouted coldly.
"puff"
Suddenly there was a soft sound and blood splashed. The tall and strong man was penetrated in the back of his head and his body slowly fell to the ground. He was actually dead.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked. Ji Wuming's body did not move. How did he kill?
You must know that that man was Shishang's right-hand man, and his combat power was extremely terrifying, yet he was killed so silently.
When people looked at Ji Wuming again, they discovered that at some point, Ji Wuming had a gleaming dagger in his hand, and the dagger was stained with black blood.
"The skull of the ancient evil corpse is indeed very hard, but a radish is a radish. No matter how strong it is, it can't withstand a stab." Ji Wuming trembled the dagger in his hand, and the black blood stained on it disappeared in an instant. Ji Wuming
Looking at the corpse:
"How about it? Am I qualified to get a share of the pie this time?"
"court death"
Zhishang was furious, he opened his arms, and endless corpse energy circulated. He was about to take action in a rage, when suddenly a cold female voice came:
"Who do you think you are, Ji Wu Ming? Can you escape this time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of Jiuyou Rakshasa slowly walked in from outside the tomb door, 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 uttered four words: