Chapter 797

When Gu LAN and Gu Qing left, the strong people around the restaurant did not leave. The seven ancient tribes gathered together and began to discuss the Tianmu.

Of course, what makes them care more is mu Qingxiao's identity and strength.

From the words of the elders of the ancient people, what the ancient people feared was the handsome young people sitting in the restaurant living room, and the latter was not a member of any of the eight ancient families.

The eyes of more powerful people looking at small medical immortals and color scales are full of complexity. It is not the ancient eight tribes who can make an exception to enter the heavenly tomb, which makes many people angry.

Although they are angry, they will only hide in their hearts. After all, this is the territory of the ancient people, and they don't have much right and wrong.

With the passage of time, the sky gradually darkened, the golden black fell in the West and the jade rabbit rose in the East.

In the superior wing room of the restaurant, mu Qingxiao sat on the bed and described some information about the heavenly tomb to the little medical fairy and Cailin.

The color scale curled up on his shoulder and said in a cold voice, "those who enter the heavenly tomb are the strong of all ethnic groups, and the lowest is the douzun level. This king is only the six star douzong. How do you plan?"

The six star sect may have been strong outside, but on the territory of the ancient clan, a black gang army armor soldier has the ability to kill her.

She didn't believe her husband was so stupid. The latter must have had other plans.

When the little doctor heard the speech, he was also worried.

Cailin is the six star sect. She has some confidence, but after several months of cultivation, she is now just a star king

To put it mildly, if it weren't for mu Qingxiao, they wouldn't have the qualification to come to the ancient holy city, let alone the heavenly tomb in the ancient world. They wouldn't have the qualification to stand in line with the strong of all ethnic groups.

Mu Qingxiao's mind moved, and a powerful long sword appeared in the house.

"At that time, it will follow you into the heavenly tomb. Don't be afraid. Whoever dares to provoke you at that time will be killed without worrying about the consequences."

Neither Cailin nor Xiaoyi immortal is qualified to enter the heavenly tomb. Mu Qingxiao naturally knows this.

But it's different to enter the heavenly tomb with soul sword. Let alone the strong of all ethnic groups, you don't have to worry even if you encounter Dousheng.

Cailin and the little doctor looked at the long sword wandering around and shining, and a kind feeling suddenly rose in their hearts, as if the sword was mu Qingxiao himself.

Seeing their stupefied appearance, mu Qingxiao said, "this sword is named 'soul sword', which is forged with its own soul. It has the ability to kill the soul. Any strong person can kill with one sword."

Hearing the speech, Cailin looked at the little medical fairy with a shocked look in his eyes.

Following mu Qingxiao, they are also well-informed and know very well that the soul can still survive after the death of the strong.

For example, the heavenly fire venerable floating in the air at the moment is a soul body state. It is a weapon that can directly kill the soul. It is a nightmare for the strong.

They have never heard of such a thing.

Not to mention them, even the sky fire venerable also showed a look of horror in his eyes, and his eyes looking at the soul sword were full of surprise.

Mu Qingxiao looked at the heavenly fire venerable and said, "senior, you will enter the heavenly tomb with them at that time, but there are many bones of the strong fighting saint."

The meaning of the words was lost.

Tianhuo venerable smelled the speech, his eyes were full of luster, focused on the key point and said, "it's so good. I will try my best to protect the two girls."

That said, the heavenly fire venerable also knows his weight.

Not to mention the soul body state, I'm afraid even if there is a physical body, it is estimated that it is difficult to defeat the strong of the ancient eight ethnic groups. After all, the ancient eight ethnic groups have a deep foundation, and no one knows what means they have.

Mu Qingxiao doesn't say anything. He doesn't care about being thick skinned. If he follows the bones of a strong man, even the risk is worth it.

Back to God, Cailin and the little medical fairy were finally relieved.

If the heavenly fire venerable person follows, their safety is guaranteed. Even if the heavenly fire venerable person can't, there is also a soul sword to protect their safety.

When necessary, it is not impossible to kill the enemy.

Then, mu Qingxiao's hands made a seal, and the soul sword roared, which was directly hidden in the colorful scale's body.

Seal the soul sword, and three gouyu appear in Mu Qingxiao's pupil. The gouyu gradually rotates and finally turns into an atomic pattern. The two pupils immediately smell weird.

Inspired by the terrible soul power, mu Qingxiao stretched out his right hand, and a black flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the flame appeared, the surrounding space twisted instantly, and even burned through the void. With the rotation of the eternal kaleidoscope, the divine fire directly penetrated into the eyebrow and heart of the little medical fairy.

Both flame and soul sword are mu Qingxiao's terrible killing moves. There are these two things. Even the fight saint in the tomb of heaven is not likely to hurt them.

"OK, the ancient world will open in three days, and it's getting late. Let's have a rest early." after looking at the sky outside the window, mu Qingxiao said softly.

The heavenly fire venerable stroked his beard and directly drilled into the ring, very consciously shielding his perception of the outside world.

The little doctor fairy and the color scale looked at each other, and they could see the shyness in each other's eyes. Qi Qi turned his eyes on mu Qingxiao. There are all kinds of amorous feelings, and each has its own advantages.

Mu Qingxiao waved at random, bound the room, and directly hugged the two women to the bed.

Not long after, there was a blushing euphemism in the bedroom, and the garden was full of spring.

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With the passage of time, three days passed in an instant.

In these three days, the three did not stay in the hotel. The ancient holy city covers a large area, so they wandered around constantly.

With a lesson from the past, even if the people of the eight ancient tribes were rebellious, they did not dare to provoke mu Qingxiao and others. Even if their anger was strong, they had to hold it in their hearts.

As for the ancient black gang army, when patrolling and managing order in the city, they always bypass mu Qingxiao and others, just like the God of plague.

During this period, the friction between the strong of all ethnic groups also made Cailin and xiaoyixian see the power of the strong of all ethnic groups.

The eight ancient tribes are Xiao, Gu, soul, Yan, Yao, Shi, Ling and Lei.

At the moment, when the heavenly tomb was opened, no one from the declining Xiao family came, and only the strong men of the other seven families were present.

Apart from the gloomy and strange soul clan, landlord ancient clan and several other clans shrouded in black robes, almost all of them are five-star fighting Zun or even stronger.

It is said that the eight ancient tribes were very low-key and mysterious, and ordinary people could not contact them.

However, after contact, several people also realized that the eight ancient tribes were not as legendary, but people at different levels could not understand it.

The ancient world is about to open. The eyes of the strong of all ethnic groups have shifted and began to prepare for the things in the heavenly tomb. Everyone has their own thoughts. No one has time to pay attention to Mu Qingxiao and others.

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