For such people, they naturally don't have to worry too much. If they were not at ease with Lu aochen before, now they are completely convinced and have no doubt.

With those words, Lu aochen quickly walked towards the altar.

Other people have a new understanding of him, but also put aside distractions, closely followed behind.

Song Yu'an gives a wink to Gu Fenghua and others, but only sees a pair of disdainful eyes. She doesn't get the response she wants, so she has no choice but to turn around and quickly catch up with Lu aochen.

No one noticed that behind him, Gu Fenghua and other people's eyes flashed a strange light at the same time, which was a little gratified, but more of a banter smile.

The mantis catches the cicada, the Yellow sparrow is behind, but who is the real mantis, and who is the real yellow sparrow?

A few lunges, Lu aochen came to the altar before.

In his eyes, too, there was excitement and ecstasy that could not be concealed. According to the last words left by his ancestors, here is the biggest secret of the netherworld sand sea. Although he doesn't know what the secret is, he can imagine that the secret is by no means simple just by looking at the heavy sandstorms around him and the integrated defense border of luankong mountain.

Lu aochen believes that as long as the secret is solved, he will be able to achieve great achievements, realize the long cherished wish of his ancestors, and repay the blood feud that has lasted for tens of thousands of years!

Other people followed and came forward, looking at the stone hall on the steps, also full of excitement. Anyone can imagine that the one who is forbidden and protected by the sandstorm will not be as simple as an empty stone hall. There must be some precious things hidden in it. If you can take them as your own, even if you can't go to Wuji holy heaven, it's also a worthwhile trip.

In front of them, the light and shadow flow, covering the altar, steps and stone hall, adding a sense of mystery.

Several holy masters were so excited that they pulled out their long swords and chopped at the border.

"Ha!" The next moment, the sword in their hands was broken, and the fingers holding the sword were dripping with blood, but the border had not changed at all.

Everyone was surprised. The border was obviously tighter than that outside the luankong mountain. Let alone them, they were afraid that even Gu Fenghua and others could not break it.

"My Lord, the border is too strong. I'm afraid it's hard to break it with our strength." A young master was scratching his ears. It's clear that a golden mountain is in front of us, but we can't take any of it. Can they be in no hurry?

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of propriety." Lu aochen said with a clear mind, quickly hit a handprint.

In fact, his heart is also the same anxious, but not worried about not opening the border, but do not know how long the virtual shadow of the border can last. According to the last words left by the ancestors, the boundary will not last long every time it appears. Once the shadow disappears again, he can only wait. If he is not lucky, it may not appear again after the trial. In that case, all his previous achievements will be wasted.

This is also the reason why he let Gu Fenghua and others off for the time being. Song Yu'an is devoted to intercession for them. If he does something to song Yu'an, it will waste time and make other saints who have followed him cold hearted. At this critical moment, he doesn't want to make trouble.

As Lu aochen's fingerprints were printed out, the runes glittered, and finally condensed together, toward the border.