"This is the life and death gate formation!"

When Ling Tian saw this scene, his face suddenly changed!

Murong Jing beside Ling Tian was slightly stunned when she heard Ling Tian’s words.

"Brother Tian! What is the life and death gate formation?"

Murong Jing asked.

"The Great Formation of Life and Death Gate is a superb martial art at the heaven level.

The four gates are divided into sixteen gates, and each gate has a disciple gate.

Among the sixteen gates, all fifteen gates are the gates of death, and only one gate is the gate of life.”

"If you step into the gate of life, you can survive.

If you break into the Death Gate, even the martial myth is a corpse.

If you fail to reach the realm of a half-step True Lord, you will definitely die!"

Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.

After hearing this, Murong Jing was slightly shocked.

All fifteen gates are death gates. If you cannot find the gate of life, you are afraid that less than 10% of the people present will survive.

Murong Jing took a deep breath, looked at Ling Tian obsessively, her face turned slightly red, and she murmured:

"Brother Tian! You know so much!"

Ling Tian was too lazy to pay attention to Murong Jing.

Murong Jing looked at Ling Tian’s cold face, and her face turned rosy, like a girl in love with spring.

Murong Jing is cruel and ruthless and treats human life as much as a mustard of grass.

He has learned the true teachings of the emperor's emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The only weakness may be Ling Tian.

Ling Tian has been talented since childhood, and he is just around the corner.

Murong Jing and Ling Tian got into a marriage contract because Murong Jing loved Ling Tian himself.

Ling Yi frowned.

He was strong in body, with bright ears and eyes, so he naturally heard Ling Tian's words.

Ling Tian and Murong Jing originally belonged to the Cangwang Daoyuan camp, and were not far from Ling Yi.

Ling Yi has never heard of the Great Formation of Life and Death Gate.

This was founded by warriors from the Northern Wilderness after the prehistoric world.

Naturally, there is no record in the Hunyuan Eight Trigrams Sutra.

However, Ling Yi was possessed by Fuxi's inheritance, so he frowned and began to analyze which one was the gate of Sheng.

Among them, people from the Jiudian Demon Mountain lineage remained motionless.

Many powerful people at the level of saints did not make any sound.

The person in charge is a thin young man.

The young man is about twenty-eight or nine years old and has extremely dark skin.

The strangest thing is that this person stood there like a living mummy.

All the people from the Nine Palace Demon Mountain stood behind this thin man and did not dare to act rashly.

At this moment, Cangwang Daoyuan occupied the east gate.

Nine Palace Demon Mountain occupies the South Gate.

Ximen is occupied by first-class martial arts forces such as White Horse Temple.

The power of the scattered warriors occupied the North Gate.

Among them, the first-class forces in the Northern Wilderness Region and the power of scattered warriors are alliance organizations and are relatively loose.

I saw that sixteen gates appeared in every direction.

How could these warriors know that there is only one disciple in these sixteen sects?

At present, many warriors are jealous and rushed towards the Sixteen Sects.

"Hahaha! The true Lord of Jiande is powerful in the Northern Wilderness! I want this inheritance!"

"I have been practicing hard for the tomb of Jiande Zhenjun for ten years! This time, I will definitely win!"

Many warriors roared, their eyes full of excitement.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

A warrior broke into it.

The Sixteen Sects shone slightly, and suddenly shot out sword energy, strangling the warriors who entered the door to gratitude.

"No!"

When a warrior saw that the situation was different, he planned to escape.

As a result, a sword energy from the sixteen sects broke out, directly shattering the man's head.

This scene was also seen by the warriors.

All the warriors who impulsively entered the sixteen sects were dead.

One of the doors shone slightly, but in the end, it did not exert its sword energy.

A casual warrior stepped into it and was safe and sound.

"Shengmen! Which one of the sects was just now was Shengmen! The warriors had already entered!"

A scattered warrior survived and successfully entered the Shengmen, which naturally made the warriors even more exciting.

"Senior Brother Ling! The Shengmen at the North Gate has appeared. Are our East Gate still not moving?"

Murong Juechen was quite anxious when he saw that a scattered warrior from the north gate had already stepped into the tomb of Jiande Zhenjun.

Although Murong Juechen is one of the top ten chiefs of the inner sect, he naturally dared not issue orders in front of Ling Tian at this moment.

"Wait a moment!"

Ling Yi's eyes surging, and he said in a deep voice.

"well!"

Murong Juechen's lips moved a few times, but finally turned into a sigh, but he didn't say anything more.

Ling Tian is so famous that he naturally dared not say anything.

"Senior Brother! Are we here?"

Monk Jueyuan walked to Monk Wenyuan and asked.

Monk Wen Yuan took a deep breath.

Monk Wen Yuan was rough-minded, but not as meticulous as Ling Tian.

Who doesn’t want to get the inheritance of the tomb of the Sword De Zhenjun?

Master Wen Yuan was preparing to order the warriors of the monk Wang Feng to take action.

"Wait a moment!"

A hand stretched out from behind and rested on the shoulders of Monk Wen Yuan.

Monk Wen Yuan was stunned and said in surprise:

"My junior brother, you..."

"Senior Brother, wait a moment! I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

Ling Yi pondered.

Murong Juechen originally saw that Master Wen Yuan was preparing to let the monk Wang Feng take action, and he was happy.

Both sides belong to the Cangwang Daoyuan, so they are naturally facing the Sixteen Gate of the North Gate.

If the disciple of the monk Wang Feng rushed to die, once the life sect appeared, Ling Tian would never wait for death again.

He Murong Juechen also stepped into the tomb of Jiande Zhenjun as soon as possible.

Even if the disciple of Monk Wang Feng did not find the Sect of Life in the end, the disciple of Monk Wang Feng was still the one who died.

It has nothing to do with them.

There are 36 peaks in the inner gate of Cangwang Daoyuan, and in terms of strength, Yinglong Peak is naturally the strongest.

Moreover, Yinglong Peak's power is also extremely large.

Among the thirty-six peaks, the disciples who are close to twenty peaks are all following the heads of Yinglong Peak.
To be continued...