This ancient tomb is obviously beyond the reach of mortals.

It is related to dragons, and more than a hundred mortals have gone missing. No more people can be allowed to go down.

Peng Haoran said anxiously: "Okay, I won't let anyone go down anymore. Master Li, my daughter is in your hands. If you need anything, call me as soon as possible."

Peng Haoran is also a sensible person and listens to my words.

I nodded and motioned for him to leave. There was something wrong with the atmosphere here, and it would be uncomfortable for a mortal to stay here for too long.

Peng Haoran took one last look at the dark pit and hurried away, wiping his tears all the time.

I looked around and saw that the surrounding residential buildings, shops, streets and alleys had all been sealed off, and the nearby mortals had long been moved away.

But there is still a lot of yang energy in the entire Qingliangshan East Road Street. Many monks have come here. They are checking everywhere along the several kilometers long East Road, being careful and wary of each other.

"Brother Li, someone is coming here." Wang Dong pointed to the back at this time.

When I saw it, a large group of monks came over, more than fifty in number. They were all gathered together, and they all obviously knew each other.

The leader, a man walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, was tall, nearly two meters tall, like a big man on the grassland.

Moreover, he has a strange shape, wearing armor, a bronze sword tied to his waist, a large black bow on his shoulder, and a spear nearly two meters long tied to his back, wrapped in black cloth, but it can still be seen

Spear shape.

This is a bit scary. Where did the ancient general come from?

They were somewhat overbearing when they came over. They just glanced at us and shouted: "Get out of the way, this is the entrance to the ancient tomb, right?"

Neither Wang Dong nor I responded.

They got upset and scolded: "I'm asking you questions!"

"Don't embarrass others, we can just take care of it ourselves." The big man at the head raised his hand, and everyone stopped shouting.

They are all quite heroic, but they don't look like they are from the same sect. They should be from several sects.

At this time, the leading man glanced at the pit for a few times, suddenly grabbed the bow and arrow on his shoulder, and shot directly into the pit.

With a whoosh, an invisible arrow appeared out of thin air, shot straight into the pit, and then exploded like fireworks.

I couldn't help but secretly sigh, what an amazing technique for controlling Qi.

The moment the big man took action, the five elements of aura were surging, and he chose to shoot out the fire energy. The fire energy turned into arrows and exploded in the deep pit, lighting up the ground.

Everyone looked around. Wang Dong and I also took a look, and found that we still couldn't see the bottom, but the rocks and soil around it were clearer. They were completely caused by impact and were very irregular.

"It seems that there really is a dragon. The giant dragon hit the bottom of the tomb. It is probably in the ancient tomb!" The big man came to the conclusion. The group of people were all excited and yelled to go down and catch the dragon.

The big man was also reckless and continued talking immediately.

However, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd: "Brother Sun Zhou, wait a minute, don't be rash."

I looked over and saw that it was Gong Shuliang!

He also came with a group of people, but there were only about twenty people, all from the Central Plains.

The big man smiled heartily: "Brother Gongshu, you are here too, let's go to the grave together."

"Don't be in a hurry, you have to make preparations first... Hey, Brother Li and Brother Wang!" Gong Shuliang saw Wang Dong and me and couldn't help but greeted Wang Dong warmly.

I smiled and nodded: "Brother Gongshu, long time no see."

"If I hadn't been in retreat last time, I would have gone to the Ice Palace with Lao Gao. I heard there was a golden dragon and a stunning beauty. What a pity." Gongshu Liang felt regretful and walked up.

I found that his realm was similar to mine, reaching the peak of the sixth level. Obviously, he gained a lot from this retreat.

As one of the masters of the Central Plains, Gong Shuliang's talent is also very powerful, and it is not surprising that he can reach the peak of the sixth level.

"Brother Li, let me introduce to you. This big boss is from the Lu region in the Central Plains. His name is Sun Zhou. He is a descendant of Sun Wu. Sun Wu is the one who wrote "The Art of War" and was a military strategist for centuries." Gong Shuliang.

Introduce me to the big man.

I understand. No wonder this big man carries three weapons on his back and is so heroic. He dares to be a descendant of Sun Tzu.

After the military strategist, he is extraordinary.

"Do you know each other? Then how offended we were just now." Sun Zhou laughed and cupped my hands.

I returned the gift and said it was okay.

"It's really lively, all the soldiers from Lu are here." A sweet laugh sounded, but it was Gong Xiao.

She came with a large number of masters from the North. When she walked, it looked like plum blossoms in full bloom, which was really beautiful.

Everyone looked at her, and Sun Zhou's eyes lit up: "Second Miss Gong, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are even more charming."

"I'm a northern girl, but you think I'm so charming that I can't speak well." Gong Xiao smiled and looked at Sun Zhou: "The descendant of the military strategist has already broken through to the seventh level, right?"

Sun Zhou didn't hide anything, and waved his hand: "We have a breakthrough. I originally wanted to stay in seclusion for a while, but I heard that a dragon appeared in Chang'an, so I can't bear it any longer."

Many people in the North were shocked, no matter where the seventh-level master was, he was the most chosen one among all the geniuses.

In the younger generation before, I had only seen Xia Yao as a true seventh-level master.

Now Gong Xiao is also at the seventh level, and this Sun Zhou is also at the seventh level. This time, there are many masters in the tomb!

"Hey, Beigong Xiao is here too, so I won't hide it anymore. I just like to see beautiful women." A strange laugh came, and everyone looked around but couldn't find anyone.

After taking a closer look, there was a carefree young man next to Gong Xiao. He had yellow hair and was admiring Gong Xiao openly.

The young master of the Shadow Demon Sect, Wu Haotian!

I couldn't help but smile. This kid also came to see the dragon. I wonder how well he practiced the Buddha's mudra.

"Wu Haotian, do you want to hand over your life here?" Gong Xiao's face was cold, and a huge palm had appeared.

Wu Haotian dodged and ran away. His cultivation was only at the sixth level, and he was far from Gong Xiao's opponent. He was also mean-mouthed and fond of skin.

"Is it illegal to see a beautiful woman? It's okay to break the law. You can't catch me!" He disappeared in an instant, so fast.

I secretly thought that his magical foot power must have reached the fourth level, and it was even more powerful than last time.

"You don't need to worry about such a villain. Since everyone is here, let's work together. After all, we may be facing a dragon." Gong Xiao ignored Wu Haotian and glanced at everyone. His eyes stayed on me for a moment and then moved away.

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"Of course we have to cooperate, otherwise who will be Long's opponent?" Gongshu Liang reconsidered, and everyone in the group had no objection.

"We have to cooperate in everything we do. Why don't we hold hands when we poop?" Unexpectedly, an arrogant voice came from behind the crowd, and a group of men in black came over, more than thirty people in total.

Nine Ghost Gate, Qilinzi!

I started laughing, and everyone looked unhappy.

Sun Zhou held a long bow and strode forward: "Qilinzi, who are you scolding?"

"Hey, all the soldiers are here? It's very majestic, isn't it? Look at your bow, give it to me for a moment, biubiubiu." Qilinzi was arrogant and mean.

Sun Zhou became angry. He bent his bow and prepared to shoot an arrow.

"Sun Zhou, there's no need." Gongshu Liang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and at the same time greeted Qilinzi politely: "Qilinzi, congratulations on your breakthrough to the seventh level. You are the younger generation in the monk world, and you are also one of the top geniuses."

"That's it." Qilinzi flipped his bangs coquettishly, and then shouted: "Get out of the way, I'm here to see what's going on in this ancient tomb!"

Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out. None of the sects here can compare to the Nine Ghost Sect, even the Beidi Gong family is slightly inferior.

A group of people got out of the way, and I looked at Qilinzi. As expected, he had broken through to the seventh level. He was more than twice as powerful, and his whole person had changed qualitatively.

If I don't consider my trump card, I will be instantly killed by Qilinzi in two moves.

He didn't notice me. He walked directly to the edge of the pit and looked down. Then he snapped his fingers and a large ball of ghostly fire appeared and he threw it into the pit.

The entire pit was lit up, but I still couldn't see the bottom. The ghostly fire was green and dim, and it kept going down, just like in a horror movie.

Many people looked over, and I stared closely, even opening my celestial eye.

After a while, the ghost fire finally fell to the bottom, and at that moment, a large group of strange black shadows scattered, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
Chapter completed!