As Ji Chang's body was completely crushed into powder, the entire ancient forest could be heard.
The descendant of the Ji clan and the real genius in the Xianling world were actually broken by the immortal torch.
At this time, everyone had a premonition that even if the immortal tomb contained shocking fortunes, it might have nothing to do with them.
"Rumbling."
A deafening roar sounded and a terrifying crack suddenly broke out from the golden vortex.
A vast fairy energy burst out, and waves rose everywhere, delving into the sacred mountains and mountains, the eternal scenery.
In a vague way, everyone seemed to see a golden tomb standing at the end of the crack, square, revealing endless majesty.
"Born..."
In an instant, an unspeakable shock arose in everyone's hearts, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be boiling.
Everyone knows about this immortal tomb, and it is the place of nine miracles.
It is rumored that the supreme leader who was once in the heavenly court was buried in this immortal tomb.
At that time, the three thousand saints of the human race sacrificed the Tao, and the heavenly court fell apart, and even the Buddhas and monsters fled.
Only the eight ancient tribes and the holy lands of demon tribes in all directions escaped into the world of the Immortal Tomb and survived, and at the same time, they also wanted to protect the Immortal Tomb.
According to many ancient ancestors of the human race, as long as the ancient emperor recovers, he will lead the human race again on the path of fighting against the sky and attacking the gods.
Now that Xianling is born, some of them are descendants of the ancient clan to awaken the ancient emperor and get their protection.
But for Ling Xiao and others, it was for the supreme opportunity in this immortal tomb.
When Ling Xiao's "good brother" Gu Changsheng accidentally entered the Immortal Tomb. He only obtained an immortal order, and carried the supreme luck and led the sect to the top of the Immortal Realm.
Although he was eventually slandered by his fellow disciples, he was still one of the strongest destiny in the Immortal Realm.
Speaking of which, since the opening of the Immortal Tomb, Ling Xiao has never seen Gu Changsheng.
However, as the only person with destiny who is openly related to the Immortal Tomb World, he must have been here and has even stepped into the Immortal Tomb.
"Walk!!"
Feng Aojiao, Chi Zhan and others looked at each other, and walked directly into the crack and disappeared.
Wu Zhan and other geniuses in the fairyland, after pondering slightly, also stepped into it and disappeared.
although!!
At this time, they all understood that this immortal tomb is a holy place for the inheritance of the human race, and it must contain many dangers.
But such temptation is not something that contemporary people like them can resist.
“Buzz.”
Suddenly, there were buzzing sounds between the world.
I saw figures disappearing into the cracks, but Ling Xiao and others stood quietly, with not much turbulence on their faces.
"Ling Xiao...Young Master."
Ying Jiao's figure walked over and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao, "Thank you, young master, for protecting me and Ying Dang's life."
"oh?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly and turned his head to look at Ying Dang.
The body of the emperor for all generations, and the fortune is 300,000.
For Ling Xiao, the luck of 300,000 is no longer very attractive now.
Yingdang is the bloodline of the First Emperor, and is also the orthodox of the human race.
If he truly surrendered, Ling Xiao wouldn't mind giving him a chance to become the real master of the immortal tomb and control this world for him.
"Hmph, Ying Jiao, I'll spare you this time. I'll let you meet you next time, but I won't be so lucky."
Ying Dang snorted coldly and headed straight towards the entrance of the immortal tomb.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao’s smile became more gentle, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Young Master..."
Ying Jiao swallowed his saliva and his expression became more helpless.
"I gave him the opportunity, but he doesn't seem to cherish it."
Ling Xiao smiled and led everyone toward Xianling.
"Why."
Behind him, Ying Jiao sighed lightly, with a hint of pain in his eyes.
She understood that a monster like Ying Dang who was arrogant and had been dug up once again, would never trust herself easily, and would not compromise with anyone casually.
But this time he has to face is not hardships and setbacks, but real death.
"Didn't you always want to lead the Winning Clan and stand at the peak of heaven and earth?"
Ling Xiao suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ying Jiao.
"Um?"
In an instant, a strong shock appeared in the eyes of the Empress of the Winning Clan.
Originally, she thought that after becoming Ling Xiao’s soul slave, her final fate was to be discarded like garbage.
Especially just now, she risked being killed by Ling Xiao on the spot and begged him to rescue Ying Dang.
As a result, Ying Dang not only did not feel grateful, but instead showed hostility towards Prince Ling Xiao.
In this way, the young master will inevitably feel angry and may accelerate her fall.
But at this moment, when Ying Jiao heard what Ling Xiao said, a faint hope suddenly arose in his heart.
Could it be that the young master plans to make her the master of the immortal tomb?
This world is the most orthodox human force, gathering the oldest and pure human bloodlines of the nine immortal realms.
As the First Emperor of the Human Clan, the Ying clan is also the leader of the human race.
Ying Jiao’s greatest hope in his life is to lead the Ying clan, lead the human clan, and stand again to the peak of heaven and earth.
"Your brother is probably not able to stay, but I can make you a leader of the human race."
Ling Xiao's indifferent words immediately made Ying Jiao's heart tremble and he bowed deeply.
At this moment, she suddenly felt relieved. Even if she failed to get rid of her identity as a soul slave in the end, as long as she followed Ling Xiao, she would definitely be able to stand at the peak of heaven and earth.
“Buzz.”
As Ling Xiao and others stepped into the void crack, the entire world suddenly caused endless waves.
The world in front of them was also changing and appeared in front of a silver sea of stars.
"Um?"
Yue Qingge and others looked at each other, and there was a strong shock in their eyes.
At this time, they saw that there were many stars shining densely in this sea of stars.
Each star in it is like a degeneration of a world, mysterious and unpredictable.
"Interesting, be careful, these stars are likely to be insights into the holy path."
Ling Xiao's mouth raised slightly, and with his spiritual attainments, he could easily feel the terrifying power contained in these stars.
At this moment, a bold guess suddenly appeared in his heart, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
When the three thousand saints stepped onto the heavens, they tried to fight against the way of heaven with the body of mortals.
In the end, the three thousand saints sacrificed their way and all fell, but the ancient emperor led the human race into the immortal tomb and disappeared from then on.
Now it seems that the reason why these saints in the heavenly court do this is by no means purposeless.
The sea of stars in front of me is more like a gathering of the holy path insights of three thousand saints.
Could it be that they want to create a human race who is truly comparable to the gods?
"Insights of the Holy Way?"
Upon hearing this, Yue Qingge and others' eyes trembled. In addition to being shocked, there was also a hint of excitement in their eyes.
With their realm, if they can integrate the insights of a saint, they will inevitably break the threshold of the imperial realm and enter the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks of the ranks