"Don't worry, I just took care of these little minions casually. I've been practicing for so long and haven't done anything with them yet. I'm just going to play with them today."

Qian Duoduo showed an excited smile on his face and rushed out.

And in China, in a gloomy and dark place, there is a cave filled with ghostly aura. The cave is filled with cold and terrifying ghostly aura, as if there are ghosts wailing, and the ghostly aura soaring into the sky.

At this time, Xiao Yiyun was carried here. On both sides stood two men wearing black robes with terrifying auras.

"The Netherworld Ghost Sword is inside, have you thought about it?"

One of the men in black robes spoke.

"There is no difference between me doing this and death. As long as I can kill him, I am willing to become a sword slave."

Xiao Yiyun's eyes flashed with ferocious hatred, and his whole body exuded an invisible hostility.

"Very well, let's take him in, but remember, if you can't hold on and die, then everything will be in vain. Whether you can kill that person depends on whether you can hold on and carry him in."

Another man in black robe said, and Xiao Yiyun was carried directly into the cave.

"Do you think he can hold on?"

A man in black robe spoke, making a hoarse voice.

"I don't know, this is already the hundredth one. The previous ninety-nine couldn't withstand the power of the Netherworld Ghost Sword and exploded to death. He is now a waste body, and logically speaking, he is not as good as the previous ninety-nine.

"

"But there is hatred in his heart, endless hatred. This hatred is enough to support him to persist, and maybe he will create a miracle."

Another man in black robe said calmly.

"If he can really succeed, it will be a great joy. The Ghost Sword has been recovering for such a long time now, and its strength has almost been restored. Once he is born, he will definitely shock the world. By then, the only people in the martial arts world who will surrender are those who surrender to me, the Ghost King Sect.

The portion under your feet.”

The man in black robe let out a cold and strange laugh.

"Okay, let's go report it to the sect master."

Another man in black robe said, and the two of them left here directly.

In China, on a certain mysterious mountain peak, an old man appeared here, it was Xiaoyunzi.

Whoosh!

The next second, Xiaoyunzi disappeared from sight, entered the mountain peak, and came to a mysterious space. Here was a gate covered with various mysterious patterns, surrounded by a large number of formation structures.

This gate is full of the atmosphere of retro vicissitudes, as if it has gone through countless years, giving people a great majesty.

At this time, the lines on the gate began to shine, exuding a special aura.

"Sure enough, it came quickly enough!"

Xiaoyunzi's figure appeared here, looking at the light shining with patterns on the door.

"That's all, who made you my old man's apprentice? I'll just delay it for you for a while longer."

After Xiaoyunzi muttered to himself, he sat cross-legged on the ground, made a mysterious gesture with his hands, and an invisible aura surged around his body.

boom!

A ball of terrifying blue flame burst out from Xiaoyunzi's body.

"All things in the heaven and earth are righteous from the beginning, the transformation of yin and yang, the mark of fire!"

Xiaoyunzi changed his hands, murmured to himself, and waved his hands.

The terrifying blue flame on his body condensed into a special mark, which burst out and instantly enveloped the door, as if suppressing the light of the lines on the door.

After executing this blow, Xiaoyunzi gasped for air, his face turned slightly pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"It's all caused by internal injuries. I didn't expect that I, Xiaoyunzi, would be where I am today, and that I would be able to do this with such a small formation barrier. Alas..."

There was a complicated look in Xiaoyunzi's eyes.

"Three sects, four halls, and that evil disciple, I'm afraid you didn't think that my old man is still alive."

Xiaoyunzi laughed at himself, with a sad look in his eyes, exuding endless melancholy.

"Just wait, someone will come to avenge you for my revenge!"

Xiaoyunzi murmured to himself, a glint flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Chen, I will definitely help you accomplish what I promised you. I hope you don't die there. That guy is still waiting to meet you."

Xiaoyunzi rolled his eyes and said calmly.

Soon the place returned to calm, and every once in a while Xiaoyunzi would input an energy into the mark to maintain it.

The next day.

A new day came soon, and I don't know how long it took. The tombstone in the canyon with the four characters "Dou Zhan Holy Buddha" engraved on it suddenly shook violently and made a harsh roar.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A deafening sound came from the entire canyon and began to tremble. The faces of the people from all the major forces in the canyon changed. They stood up one after another, holding weapons and staring at the tombstone solemnly.

Soon the ground around the tombstone collapsed, forming a huge pit that was bottomless and exposed a passage.

"The entrance to the tomb of the Fighting Saint Buddha has been opened!"

Qijie said directly, while Xiao Yifeng's eyes flashed.

"Walk!"

The leader of Mingwang Temple gave a sharp warning, and everyone from Mingwang Temple rushed in, followed by Kasyapa Temple, led by Master Na Wuneng, who also entered one after another.

"We will follow."

Wu Nu and Wu Wei said something, and a group of people entered it. Then other forces entered the tomb one after another, hoping to get some treasures.

After passing through a long passage, everyone appeared in a very open passage. There were eighteen bronze statues on both sides of the passage.

As Xiao Yifeng and others appeared here, the eyes of the eighteen bronze men suddenly shone with light, and they started to move, holding a long golden stick in their hands.

"Let me go, is this alive or dead?"

Qijie was startled, took a step back and said.

"These are machine puppets, be careful, they are very powerful!"

Wu Nu said in a deep voice.

"kill!"

The eighteen copperheads made mechanical sounds from their mouths, and rushed towards the people of these forces. Each one of them emitted a terrifying aura, and they all actually had the strength of the heavenly realm.

"Let me go, are these machine puppets so powerful? They actually have the strength of the heavenly realm!"

Xiao Yifeng watched these eighteen bronze men burst out with the strength of the Heavenly Realm, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"There is an energy crystal inside this thing. It is precisely because of this energy crystal that they are able to explode into the strength of the heavenly realm."

Long Qian said.

Bang bang bang!
Chapter completed!