In front of them, there are large scattered tombstones.
The coercion of desolation and sadness slowly spread from it.
This is the tomb group of the gods!
Qihan and Lufeng have actually been here for a while, and it took a lot of time and energy to get here.
But I didn't expect that at this time, Jiu Long and Xi Yan came.
As soon as they arrived at the Tomb of Killing God, they did not hesitate to order everyone to leave immediately.
In the past few days, most of the practitioners in the Tomb of Killing Gods have been forced to evacuate.
Of course not everyone is willing to do this, but these two are powerful and powerful, even those who respect the gods, can't do three tricks under them.
In desperation, everyone had to choose to obey.
The two of Jiulong marched inside from the edge of the Tomb of Killing God, so they finally came here when they encountered Qihan and Lufeng who were waiting outside the tomb group.
The coercion of the tombs of the gods has undergone subtle changes with the passage of time.
To ensure safety, the two plan to wait here until the time when the pressure is weakest before entering.
When Jiulong and Xiyan arrived, Qihan had been waiting here for three days.
Not surprisingly, the two of them were also driven away.
But they did not agree.
After a brief stalemate, Jiu Long and Lufeng moved their hands.
After a few rounds, Lu Feng was injured and defeated, and Qi Han held a sword to guard him to prevent Jiu Long from making further moves.
Of course, Jiu Long didn't pay attention to his actions.
It's just two gods, what should you care about?
Jiulong looked at the two condescendingly:
"I have limited patience. I really don't bother to continue to pester you. I count three times. If you don't leave yet, please blame me for being merciless."
Seven cold voice:
"This sacred tomb is not someone's private domain. Everyone is here for practitioners. When you come, you will have to leave everyone else. It's too arrogant!"
"One."
Jiulong stretched out a finger.
Obviously, he did not put Qihan in his eyes, and he was too lazy to continue arguing with them.
He has already given the warning that should be given anyway.
If they insist on not listening, there is no way.
Lu Feng coughed, slowly wiped off the blood from the corners of her lips, and twitched the corners of her lips without a smile.
"Qihan, don't have to talk to them so much, but if they are reasonable, they won't do such a thing."
Xi Yan glanced at the two faintly, and said slowly:
"Be reasonable? Don't you know that in this world, strength is the real last word?"
"two."
Jiu Long raised an eyebrow.
These two people are really not afraid of death.
It is a pity that perseverance without strength is ignorant paranoia, which not only has no meaning, but also causes a lot of trouble for oneself.
The first divine envoy only said that they two came to find the last score, but did not say where it was.
The Tomb of Killing God is so big, even if the two of them work together, it still takes a lot of energy to find it.
Because they were worried that someone would find the score before them, the first thing they did after they came was to kick everyone here.
Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
Although it will be more troublesome to do so, it avoids some risks. In general, it is worthwhile.
Most of the people I met before are still more obedient, or know the current affairs.
After seeing that Jiu Long and Xi Yan were far superior to them, they basically all died down and evacuated one after another.
Only these two are really stubborn.
"three."
Jiu Long shouted the last number, shook his head, and raised his hand.
"It is an honor for both of you to die in my hands."
He didn't want the blood of God to dirty his hands, but unfortunately, these two were not smart enough.
A mighty divine power quickly gathered in the palm of Jiulong, and then transformed into a long sword!
The long sword was sharp and sharp, and was covered with a thin layer of frost, shimmering with an icy luster under the sunlight.
Afterwards, he raised his sword in one hand and suddenly cut it down!
The sword fell silently, but wherever it went, the space was quickly divided and then collapsed!
Large black space cracks appeared, and violent energy rushed out first!
Qihan held the sword tighter.
Just when he was about to do it, he found that he couldn't do it at all-the powerful pressure suddenly came, making him no backhand power at all!
Seeing that Jiulong's sword fell from the sky, Qihan and Lufeng were about to be killed.
A bloodstain suddenly opened in Qihan's eyebrows!
That was the extremely sharp sword energy, easily breaking through his defense!
Jiu Long's eyes were indifferent:
"dead--"
That sword was heading towards Qihan at an even more alarming speed!
However, at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from a distance!
call out!
Immediately afterwards, a sword light of brilliant gold and blue and black interlaced, flying through the clouds and breaking the wind from above the air!
Keng-scoff!
That Jianguang collided with Jiulong's long sword, and then quickly provoked and smashed it fiercely!
All of a sudden, the flames spread!
The sword of Jiu Long was so directly picked up!
Seeing this situation, Jiu Long was suddenly shocked, immediately raised his hand and recalled his sword.
The sword fell in the palm of his hand, still trembling violently, it can be seen that the blow in the confrontation just now is so powerful!
He twisted his eyebrows and looked.
It is a sharp sword.
Half brilliant gold, half blue and black, neatly and perfectly blended together, brilliant and thick and condensed!
this is--
Just as Jiulong and Xi Yan were surprised, Qihan and Lufeng had already noticed the extremely familiar breath on the sword.
The two quickly glanced at each other, and they all saw the excitement and excitement in each other's eyes.
Jiu Long turned his head, looked in the direction where the sword was flying, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Who!?"
A clear and sweet voice came with the wind.
"The Ninth Divine Envoy, if you want to kill my person, at least you have to ask me if I agree?"
Jiu Long was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that the voice was familiar.
A name suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Shangguanyue!?"
As soon as the voice fell, a woman in a red dress appeared.
The figure is slender, beautiful and unparalleled.
A blue silk is flying, the corners of the skirt are fluttering, a faint smile is on his face, and a pair of star pupils are slightly bent like a moon, seeming to be full of stars.
Jiu Long's face sank.
"Sure enough it is you!"
Qihan and Lufeng were already unable to suppress the emotions in their hearts, and shouted together:
"master!"
Chu Liuyue came to the two of them, first looked at the two of them around, and saw that their injuries were not particularly serious, so she relaxed and said with a smile:
"Fortunately, it's not too late."
Jiu Long frowned, his eyes fixed on the people in front of him.
"The two of them are actually yours!?"
Chu Liuyue turned around, tucked the broken hair behind her ears, lifted her fingers lightly, and Xingyou Sword fell back into her palm.
She raised her lips and smiled.
"Yes."