"No!" the old tree demon screamed in horror. He couldn't think of it. He couldn't die together. He was very unwilling.

"I curse you, curse you not to die!"

When the sound fell, it turned into pure wood spirit and merged into the green vortex.

Yang Hongwu was shocked.

Cultivation has broken through.

The eighth floor of Zifu.

After a while, all the tree demons were swallowed up. In Yang Hongwu's Shenfu, the wood sprouted and became a small tree.

That little tree, in Yang Hongwu's Shenfu, exudes majestic vitality. Even Yang Hongwu's Shenfu has been expanded a lot.

"This..." the cat and the magic cloud mouse were stunned when they saw all this.

"Pervert, is this still human?"

"You... Brother Yang, you are really powerful. You killed all these old tree demons?" the cat came back for a long time. Looking at Yang Hongwu, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's just that I happen to have something to restrain them." Yang Hongwu said, "let's go. It's not too late."

"No," said the cat, "we must be the first to enter the tomb."

Move on.

In this forest, those old tree demons have been removed, and the originally gloomy forest has become sunny. Vitality has also become stronger.

The branches and leaves of those ancient Jinnan trees have opened.

In fact, these old tree demons, here, are equivalent to enslaving these Jinnan ancient trees and absorbing the aura needed by Jinnan ancient trees.

This led to the slow growth of these ancient Jinnan trees.

Half an hour later.

Yang Hongwu, led by the cat, came to a tall mountain.

This mountain is towering into the clouds, and an ancient and mysterious smell comes from which mountain.

Yang Hongwu looked up and saw a huge tombstone with countless ancient forbidden runes on it.

These forbidden runes look very old. There are several ancient characters on the tombstone.

Yang Hongwu has never seen these words, but he can recognize them at the first sight.

"The tomb of the mourning emperor!"

"This is really the tomb of a great emperor? The great mourning emperor, the great mourning emperor doesn't know who it is." Yang Hongwu looked at the ancient tombstone and muttered to himself.

"Brother Yang, you... What did you say?" the cat looked at Yang Hongwu and asked curiously.

"Is there a word on the tombstone?" magic cloud mouse was also puzzled.

"Don't you see the font on the tombstone?" Yang Hongwu was very surprised. How can only he see the font on the tombstone?

If so, it would be strange.

"No," the magic cloud mouse and the cat shook their heads.

"I didn't see it either." Hua Qianxue also said.

"Am I the only one who saw it?" Yang Hongwu frowned slightly. It is unknown whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

While Yang Hongwu was thinking, there was a burst of spatial fluctuation.

Someone's coming.

Yang Hongwu frowned. Unexpectedly, some people can enter here through space transmission. It's also powerful. It's very dangerous to transmit in this.

If one is not careful and doesn't know where to send it, it will be dead if it is sent to the nest of a level 7 brute.

"Hey, someone came before me in Jiuyang." after the space fluctuation, a man appeared. The man was wearing a gorgeous robe and a fan. He had a simple jade pendant around his waist and a golden crown on his head. He looked handsome and white faced.

"A cat, a mouse, and a warrior on the eighth floor of the purple mansion. What an interesting combination." Jiuyang was even more surprised when he saw Yang Hongwu clearly.

Yang Hongwu didn't pay attention to him. He was not familiar with this guy. His cultivation was not weak. He looked young, but his cultivation reached the two-step Yuanshen state. He was covered with a hot breath. He didn't know how he suppressed it. The whole person didn't have that hot temper.

"This guy is a fire ape war body and cultivates the Nine Yang Sutra." Hua Qianxue reminded Yang Hongwu in his ear.

"Nine Yang Sutra?" Yang Hongwu was stunned. Did NIMA enter Jin dada's martial arts world? Return to the Joyoung Jing Jing, in this case, is there still the nine Yin manual?

"Well, the Nine Yang Sutra is the unique family skill of Zhangjia in the ancient region. This person should be from Zhangjia." Hua Qianxue said.

"What's the strength of Zhang Jia in the ancient region?" Yang Hongwu said. "Is he also one of the top ten families in the ancient region?"

"Yes, in those days, Zhang Wuji, the ancestor of Zhangjia, was a cattle herding. Later, he got a strong man to inherit and practice a Joyoung spirit. He swept across the whole ancient field and became a generation of beautiful words in the ancient realm." Hua Qian said, "however, today's Zhang family has also fallen. It is originally the family of the ancient third, and now I am afraid it is just barely entering the top ten."

Yang Hongwu heard the introduction of thousands of snow, his forehead sweating, Zhang Wuji, Joyoung magic, special, is there still Zhao Min, and Zhou Zhi - Luo?

"Zhang Wuji's wife, isn't it Zhao Min?" Yang Hongwu said.

"What's Zhao Min? No, Zhang Wuji's wife is Zhao Zhiruo." Hua Qianxue said, "Zhao Min has such a person, but Zhao Min is a God in Kunlun immortal's mansion and has a high status. Even if Zhang Wuji swept through the ancient regions at the beginning, he can't climb up."

Yang Hongwu opened his mouth and didn't speak.

Zhao Min is not Zhang Wuji's wife. His wife is called Zhao Zhiruo. Wei Mao is not Zhou Zhiruo?

However, this is not much related to himself. This guy named Joyoung has nothing to do with himself, so long as he doesn't come to provoke herself, or else, what Joyoung spirit can turn his ya.

"Hey, your cat looks very nice and lovely. I..."

Zhang Jiuyang was about to speak. At this time, the space fluctuated again.

Several people appeared not far away. This time, there were a full five people, followed by waves and waves.

Yang Hongwu smiled bitterly. He arrived first. Indeed, he arrived first, but so many people appeared before he entered the tomb.

Moreover, these guys are powerful one by one.

"Oh, have all the people from the four universities arrived?" Zhang Jiuyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the people not far away.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you arrived first." a male voice sounded. This man was also a two-step yuanshenjing, an explosive head, wearing a cloak and a pair of hooked eyebrows.

"Storm, you're coming to Tianyi university?" Zhang Jiuyang sneered. "Is there no one in Tianyi university?"

"Guyu Zhangjia, tut Tut, I didn't expect Zhangjia to spend so much on you. It's just a waste. It's a waste of resources. Do you think you can inherit here? Don't dream." storm sneered.