"We lizard tribe are willing to ask for an opportunity. This is a little bit of our preparation."

"And our Snow Ape Clan..."

In less than a short while, ten forces gave treasures to Ling Wuhen and obtained the opportunity to enter the tomb of the Demon of the Dark Night.

In fact, they knew that entering the tomb of the Demon of the Dark Night is full of dangers. Even if they lose their lives, they may not be able to open a gap and peek into the secrets of inheritance.

But there is a saying that poor people rely on fighting for their lives!

Only by fighting for life can you have a chance to turn things around. These families are unknown in the Daluo domain name. Even if they work hard for thousands of years, they may not necessarily make their mark.

But as long as there is a one-ten thousand chance in the Dark Night Demon Tomb, they will give it a try, because only here can there be a chance.

"Okay, you all have prepared well. So, the first batch of places will be here, and a stick of incense must be released no matter what. Of course, there are many dangers in it, and you should know that life and death are destined."

Ling Wuhen said this, and pinched the seal in his hand. After a strange seal was formed, he slapped the ground.

I saw a series of black patterns of spider webs appeared on the ground, spreading to all directions.

Boom boom boom boom!

The ground began to shake and crack.

Soon, a dark palace emerged from the ground.

This palace is extremely huge, a little larger than the entire Lingxu Palace's palace. It is covered with various carved graphic patterns, exquisite and complex, and mysterious waves.

This is the cemetery of the Dark Night Demon.

The entire palace and cemetery is made of a special material, and can be seen from the naked eye. The graphic patterns on it have a charm of the condensation of demonic energy. It changes between black and blood, as if it is essentially viscous. It is precisely because of this layer of demonic energy that there is no trace of breath leaking inside.

Standing quietly here.

The first feeling of everyone is magnificent, but the second feeling is that it is a kind of illusion, just like a mirage.

Even before, Ling Wuhen had the honor of seeing him once when he opened the first floor of the Dark Night Demon Tomb, but this second time he saw him was still amazing.

The palace-like tomb land, the strange and mysterious fluctuations, and the illusory demonic charm all impact people's cognition and thinking.

certainly.

The gate of the palace and cemetery has been completely opened, but as you look, you can only see a dark hole.

"Get in, I opened this first floor door, and the demonic aura inside was scattered in a hundred years." Ling Wuhen finished speaking.

The first batch of ten people rushed in like Tibetan mastiffs.

Now the first layer should be relatively safer, and they definitely have more opportunities to open the blockade behind.

After ten people disappeared into the gate, a stick of incense was lit on the spot.

now.

Lynch has arrived at the scene. Although he is on the periphery, he can see everything in front of him.

"Senior Fenglong, this Ling Wuhen should be at the eighth level of the earth-level realm, right?" Lynch's heart beat.

"Yes, and what he is practicing should be the demonic path. The characteristic of the demonic path is the violent and bloody blood. If there is any secret method, he can briefly reach the strength of the ninth level of the earth-level realm." Feng Long said here.

Lynch's eyelids hopped slightly, this was eighteen levels different from him!

"If I attack with all my strength, how likely will I win?" Lynch thought for a while and asked.

The enemy of the Dark Night Heavenly Demon Clan is Lingxu Palace. He naturally wants to destroy Lingxu Palace. He will first capture the king by capturing the thief, and Ling Wuhen must take it down.

"One in ten thousand!" Feng Long said.

"The gap is so big?" Lynch was stunned and didn't even have a chance of winning.

Feng Long thought for a while and said, "But if you use the Chaos Seed move, you may have a chance of winning, and at most it will be like this."

Lynch took a deep breath and used the Chaos Seed move, almost letting go. If he didn't kill him, Lynch would definitely die.

Therefore, it is not cost-effective to take action now, and a 10% chance of winning is too low.

With so many people, it’s better not to act rashly.

"However, Bai Qianxun seems to be with Gu Lan." Lynch's eyes turned and he saw Gu Lan and Bai Qianxun in the front row of the square.

"You are looking at who is next to him." Feng Long said.

Lin Qi was stunned and found that beside Bai Qianxun, there was also Wei Hong, who was talking and laughing with Gu Lan at this moment.

Although Wei Hong promised not to invade the Tianshe clan within a hundred years, it is absolutely impossible to have such a good relationship with them now.

In addition, next to the three, there was a man with purple ox horns on his head.

"If I guess correctly, it's the Purple Golden Bull Clan, the enemy of the Tianshe Clan." Feng Long said: "Before, when you were practicing, I felt the aura of these two people, so it's inferred that Bai Qianxun's situation is not very good."

"So, Bai Qianxun is now imprisoned!" Lynch's eyes looked like a spear and took a closer look.

Sure enough, Bai Qianxun stood there like a statue, his eyes empty and unhappy.

Let’s look at the distance between Gu Lan, Zi Xiangtian and Wei Hong.

Lynch sneered in his heart: "Gu Lan is such a good senior brother. It seems that he is just pretending to be his junior sister."

"It should be impossible to be wrong. Without Gu Lan making trouble, Bai Qianxun will be difficult to be directly blocked and controlled like this." Feng Long thought for a while and said, "But now, if they don't move, you don't move for the time being."

Bai Qianxun is at least safe now. At least, Gu Lan, Zi Xiangtian and Wei Hong also want to participate in the Demon Feast.

At this time, Ling Wuhen said, "Okay, who else wants to enter now? Are the second group of people ready?"

After the words came to an end, someone hesitated for a moment and stood up.

"Our Qingyang Sect also wants to drink some soup, but our ability is limited, so we just prepared a purple-yang grass."

After the second hall, the fifth palace and the nine tribes, there were some small sects, and they were also jealous. However, their strength was limited, so the treasures they took out were naturally a bit short of.

"A purple sun grass also wants to spy on the tomb of the Demon of the Dark Night? Get out, don't embarrass people here!" Ling Wuhen shouted coldly.

Although the Ziyang Grass is a kingly spiritual treasure, it is not worth mentioning in Ling Wuhen’s eyes!

If he asked so low, who would take out the treasures of his family?

The Qingyang Sect's face turned down, but in the end he could only bow his head: "Yes, I'll get out now." Then, the man got out of the scene and was away from his sight.

Now no one dares to take out some spiritual treasures to fool people. They must be treasured in the box before they dare to take them out.

At this moment, Zi Xiangtian couldn't wait and said directly: "Lord Ling Palace, I have a magic weapon for my family and two foreign beauties, I want to exchange for a chance."
Chapter completed!