The fog became thicker and thicker, and finally, a trace of golden light even appeared. These golden lights seemed to be passing by in the fog.

Seeing this on the scene, Da Luo knew that the tomb of the gods had been completely opened.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Figures emerged from the sky and flashed into the fog. At this moment, it was important to race against time. No one knew whether there would be a great opportunity to wait for them when the tomb of God was just opened. Only by seizing the opportunity can we seize the opportunity.

"I wonder if we can enter Daluo?"

A Da Luo who came from outside suddenly spoke.

"Just try it!" Li Si was so itchy that he heard this. He flew up and rushed into the fog. One breath, two breaths, and three breaths, but Li Si was blocked by the fog. Da Luo finally understood why Yi Xuanzong had sent a plan to Wulu this time. They thought in their hearts that perhaps Yi Xuanzong had already calculated that this second one.

The tomb of God, Daluo can enter!

"Let's go!" One by one, Da Luo flew into the fog. This time they could finally seize the opportunity with their own hands and no longer put their hopes on their disciples. Gu Jing Wubo's mentality was rippling at this moment. That was expectation and excitement. When it came to Da Luo, it would be extremely difficult to get closer.

,The current divine tomb may have the opportunity they want!

Ji Shan went in.

Almost all the genius-level Daluo flashed into the fog at the same time, followed by Daluo from Zuxing Ten Prefectures and Daluo from the outside world.

"Old ancestor?"

The genius of Yi Xuanzong looked at Ji Wulu.

"Let's go." Ji Wulu glanced at Ning Qi, smiled, and took the disciples of Yixuan Sect into the fog.

"Junior sister, are you and I going with you?"

Bai Shengxue looked at Li Xin.

"Second Brother, go in first."

Li Xin smiled.

"good."

Bai Shengxue snorted coldly in her heart, but she kept a smile on the surface, nodded with great grace, and flashed into the fog.

"Xuan Jian, let's go too."

Qi Yaodao.

"This time the tomb of God will not be too simple. At least, the danger inside is much stronger than the first tomb. Even if you and I are Daluo, we will still be in danger of falling."

The old man Xuan Jian said lightly.

"If you want opportunities, you will naturally have to face danger. I understand the truth. If you don't go, I will go alone."

Qi Yao frowned.

"Who said I won't go?"

The corner of the old man Xuanjian's mouth raised slightly and looked at Ning Qi: "Boy Ning, if I can't get out of this divine tomb, you will sit down as the leader of the Xuanjian Sect."

The old man Xuan Jian didn't hide his words from everyone, so when the disciples of the Xuan Jian Sect heard this, they immediately took a breath in their hearts and looked at the old man Xuan Jian and Ning Qi in disbelief.

At the same time, their excitement was a little less and more frightened. Even the ancestor felt that this divine tomb was very dangerous. So wouldn’t it be a lifetime to enter such a low-level cultivation?

"Damn it, Master actually wants him to take the position of sect leader!"

Shi Yifan's heart was stormy, but he did not show any strangeness on the surface. Ning Qi is not the same as before. Even Da Luo like Bai Gu can kill him with one sword. Given him a hundred courage, he dare not provoke Ning Qi. Nalan Shijie, He Ze, Li Changtong and others' thoughts were similar to Shi Yifan, but among these people, there were a few who inexplicably felt a little expectant about the arrangements of the old man Xuan Jian. If Ning Qi took the position of the leader of the Xuan Jian Sect, would he lead the Xuan Jian Sect and walk out of the Zuxing and become

More powerful sects, such as the Jiang family of the Central Empire, or the Yuhua Sect, the Shangzong of Xuanjian Sect?

"The ancestor is alive and boundless. If it is so unlucky, don't say it again."

Ning Qi smiled, then walked into the fog, his pace slowly, neither fast nor slow, in sharp contrast with the galloping figures beside him.

Ying Zhenxuan, Li Xin and others followed Ning Qi and entered the fog at the same time.

"You guys go in first."

Qi Yao waved his hand.

Seeing this, the geniuses of Yuhua Sect and Xuanjian Sect were impatient and rushed into the fog. Soon, outside Qingshi Town, there was no other immortal except Qi Yao and Xuanjian Old Man. However, many mortals hid in the distance and looked at it with their heads protrudingly, with their eyes excited, greedy, frightened, and hesitant.

"Xuan Jian, what are you?"

Qi Yao looked at the old man Xuan Jian with a serious look.

"Nothing was counted."

The old man Xuan Jian shook his head.

"Impossible, with your temperament, you didn't count anything, how could you say what you just said, as if you were explaining your funeral!"

Qi Yao frowned.

"Calling the sky, the earth, the human, the immortal, the monster, but I can't count myself."

Old Man Xuan Jian smiled and walked towards the fog.

Seeing this, Qi Yao followed immediately, but he still felt a little inexplicable. He always felt something would happen if the divine tomb was opened this time.

All the immortals were in the fog, and many mortals hiding in the distance approached Qingshi Town tentatively. Suddenly, a young man rushed into the fog and disappeared from everyone's sight. Seeing this, the rest of the mortals, regardless of age, young, women and children, gritted their teeth and entered the fog.

They knew that the immortals in Qingshi Town and Liyang City had been waiting here for decades. There were things that immortals wanted. For them, it was naturally even more precious. How could they let go of such an opportunity to get close to the path of immortality?

...Like the last time the tomb of God, Ning Qi was separated from Li Xin and Ying Zhenxuan after entering the fog. However, this time the tomb of God was like a palace buried deep in the ground, the dark and deep corridor was lit up by an oil lamp of fifty feet each. Looking up, the oil lamps were like starlight, dotted on the long

On the corridor, it seems that there is no end to see.

Ning Qi walked under an oil lamp and reached out to approach it gently. A spark suddenly flew out from the oil lamp and landed on Ning Qi's palm. With Ning Qi's great perfect physical cultivation at this moment, even Ning Qi's demon's great perfect physical cultivation could not completely defend against this spark, allowing it to burn a scar on its palm.

"The Fire of the Great Dao, the owner of this tomb of God, is not simple... Maybe the Immortal-killing gourd will really be here?" Ning Qi smiled slightly, took a step back, and stayed away from the oil lamp. A trace of fear flashed deep in his eyes. The flames on the oil lamp were not ordinary flames, but the fire of the Great Dao formed by the power of the Great Dao. The power of the Great Dao is extraordinary, and it is only used to embellish the corridor. This shows that this god is not as powerful as an ordinary middle-grade Taoist instrument.

The Lord of the Tomb must have had a high level of cultivation during his lifetime.

"Ning, Senior Brother Ning?"

A surprising voice came from behind.

Ning Qi had already noticed someone behind him, and turned around and saw Li Changtong, Yan Feiwu, and Yang Xiaolong looking at Ning Qi in disbelief. He seemed to have never expected that the three of them would meet Ning Qi in the tomb so quickly. They were shocked, but they were still a little scared and guilty.
Chapter completed!