On the way to the graphite crystal mine, Xiaomai received news from disciples of Holy Wing City again. After investigation by many forces, there might be an Immortal Emperor's tomb under the graphite crystal mine. Now many forces are rushing over like crazy, and they all want to enter the Immortal Emperor's tomb before others.
Xiaomai, who received the news, had to speed up his progress. He did not want to seize the treasures in the tomb of the Immortal Emperor. He had no shortage of those things at all. He was worried about Xiaobei's safety. If others found that Xiaobei had already entered the tomb, he might be in danger of his life.
Along the way, Xiaomai found many people of all kinds heading towards the graphite crystal mine, or in groups, living in groups, or going alone like wheat. This time it will surely stir up the entire Xichuan Fairyland, and people from other fairylands will definitely come to participate.
The wheat along the way kept a very low-key look. After more than two months of rushing, the wheat finally arrived outside the graphite crystal mine. The graphite crystal mine was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers, and no one dared to act rashly.
As a control force in the graphite crystal mine, the Holy Wing Sect no longer has any say. The Holy Wing Sect is just a low-grade sect, and an Immortal Emperor's tomb will definitely be moved by even the people of the top sect.
Xiaomai stood on a tree far away from the graphite crystal mine and quietly observed the development of the situation. She also stood beside her and was waiting and watching.
An hour later, a huge warship kept approaching from a distance, with considerable soldiers standing on both sides of the warship. The lowest cultivation level of the soldiers was in the Mahayana stage, while three people stood at the bow of the warship, one in the late stage of the Mahayana stage, and two of them were very powerful in their aura, with the least power, both at the human immortal level, and there was a trembling breath in the warship.
Everyone looked up at the sky, and was deeply shocked by the warship. Some people around them began to discuss which force it was. Some sharp-eyed people suddenly recognized that the person was the only top-quality sect in the Xichuan Immortal Realm, and it could also be said to be the warship of the Fang family of the family.
Everyone was talking about it. They all guessed that the tomb of an Immortal Emperor would inevitably attract these major forces. However, they did not expect that the Fang family, as the ruler of the Xichuan Immortal Realm, would move so quickly.
The huge warship stopped directly at the edge of the graphite crystal mine, and the people around him avoided it, for fear that others would be unhappy and would cause death. The huge warship stopped there without any move, as if waiting for others to arrive.
Wheat could only watch it. Half a day later, a huge eagle and roll appeared in the sky. This strange beast was a quality that the lightning eagle and roll were hybridized. It was surrounded by lightning and lightning, which gave Wheat a feeling of danger.
There were dozens of people sitting on Yingpeng's back, and the aura of the leader was also unfathomable. However, a young man of fifteen or sixteen was sitting on the Eagle Head. The youthful power was also at the peak of the late Mahayana period. He kept knocking the Eagle Head with a spear in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Big stupid bird, flying so slowly."
I saw Yingpeng docking next to the battleship, and the boy above the Eagle Head shouted: "Fang Jin, you came early enough. The other two families have not arrived yet. Why don't we show off our playing style and time?"
The young man standing in front of the huge warship said, "You guys from Nanchuan Fairyland are also coming very quickly. Mulin Feng, don't look for me if you are itchy. There are so many people below, you can just like to find water to practice."
Mu Linfeng said disdainfully: "The people below are too weak, it's still fun, you have done two moves." After that, he picked up his spear and jumped from the eagle's head and jumped onto the warship and attacked Fang Jin.
When Fang Jin saw Mu Linfeng attacking him, he just cursed and said, "Crazy." He also raised his sword and greeted him.
The two of them were fighting fiercely in the sky, and Mu Linfeng danced his spear and opened and closed, and each attack was not unnecessary. However, the long sword in Fang Jin's hand was not simple, and he easily blocked all the attacks.
Xiaomai quietly watched the two of them fighting, thinking that with his own power, he could only get a draw. It would be difficult to defeat them. Those who came from the best sect must have immortal weapons and treasures.
Not long after, a huge turtle appeared from the east, and there were also many experts on the turtle's back. However, this time, a woman on the turtle's back felt familiar. The woman was wearing a veil and had a barrier to isolate the investigation.
The person who came was the Dragon Palace of the Dongchuan Immortal Realm. Fang Jin and Mu Linfeng stopped fighting when they saw the person coming to the Dongchuan Immortal Realm. Both of them looked at the woman above the Turtle.
Mu Linfeng first said: "Fang Jin, do you know what the alternate saint in the Dongchuan Immortal Realm is from? I heard that the woman has just joined the Donghai Dragon Palace, and the Donghai Dragon Palace uses this time to explore the Immortal Tomb as a test to determine whether she can truly become a saint."
Fang Jin shook his head helplessly and said, "You know so clearly and ask me, you know much more than me."
Mu Linfeng smiled and said, "I think you are usually gossipy, but you thought you knew?"
Fang Jin was helpless and ignored Mu Linfeng and returned to his own warship.
Soon, the temperature around suddenly dropped, and a cold air rushed in. Even a physique like Xiaomai had to use spiritual energy to resist.
An ice phoenix came from the north, and the trees formed ice wherever they passed. The people above the ice phoenix were wearing white clothes, and the cold aura emitted by the strong people actually affected the flow of their own spiritual energy.
Mu Linfeng and Fang Jin looked at the white-clothed young men above the Bingfeng with a serious look on their faces. The young man was named Han Ningbing, and he was the candidate son of the Ice Palace in Beichuan Immortal Realm. He only had a slight difference in his cultivation and entered the human fairyland. His power was overwhelming them.
Xiaomai also looked at Han Ningbing on Bingfeng, with a sickly face without a blood color, but her eyes were extremely sharp. Suddenly, Han Ningbing on Bingfeng looked towards Xiaomai. Xiaomai looked at him and immediately turned his head away and did not look at him again.
A woman on the Bingfeng said to Han Ningbing: "Senior Brother, what's wrong."
Han Ningbing responded expressionlessly: "Nothing."
An old man walked out of the huge warship of the Fang family. The old man bowed to the people from the other three great immortal realms and said, "Since we are already in full swing, then we should not waste our time, so as not to have too many dreams."
I saw an old man walking out of each of the other three immortal realms. They knew that time was not waiting for others, and the four of them stood in the same position. They saw the four of them inserted their magic tricks and pointed to the graphite crystal mine.
The graphite crystal ore below suddenly turned into ashes, showing a bottomless cave. The four old men continued to instill energy into the bottomless cave. A quarter of an hour later, a dazzling light shone out in the cave, and a huge door appeared looming.
The four old men kept instilling spiritual energy until one morning, when the entire gate appeared and turned into a physical body.
The four old men changed their magic tricks, and with a bang, a gap appeared on the huge gate, and a simple aura emanated from the gate.