Chapter 466 the Heavenly Corpse Sect

After observing for a while, they left the Tianyun sect and went to the illusory sword sect.

The power of the illusory sword sect was similar to that of the Tianyun sect. There was also a Wu Wang and a heavy Ancestor who was in charge. The situation was similar to that of the Tianyun sect.

All the sects, above the Martial Sect, including the martial king Ancestor, were missing, and no bodies were found.

The traces left at the scene were similar to those left by the Tianyun sect.

Xu Zhong and the others frowned.

This situation is really strange.

"The other party may have two or more strong Wu Wang players. We have to be careful!"

Xu Zhong said in a deep voice, then looked at the bald man and asked, "Brother wang, you've been investigating for a few days, but what have you found?"

"Found, of course, and we have already guessed the other party's next target!"

The bald man smiled proudly.

"What? That's great!"

Xu Zhong, Huang Jing and others were overjoyed.

"According to my guess, within a few days, the other party's next target should be the black lion hall."

"The black lion hall is a sect with the same strength as the Tianyun sect and the illusory sword sect, and only a master of Wu Wang's weight is in charge. All we have to do is wait for the other party to make a move, and when the other party has won, we will follow them down, find the other party's nest, and bring them all to one pot!"

Said the bald man.

"Brother wang, that's a good idea. Let's do it. It's not too late. We'll set off immediately and ambush around the black lion hall, waiting for the other party to take the bait!"

Xu Zhong said.

Immediately, a group of six people headed for the black lion hall.

The black lion hall, in a huge mountain range, looked like a fierce lion from afar.

In the mountains, the roar of lions was heard continuously, shaking for tens of miles.

The six of them found a hidden valley in the black lion mountain range and waited quietly.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in the middle of a huge canopy, using branches and leaves to conceal his body, and at the same time, to restrain his breath, like a piece of dead wood.

Lu ming left a trace of his mind to observe the surroundings. Most of his mind sank into the sea of knowledge and understood the artistic conception of thunder.

He did not dare to get too close to the thunder tripod, because the closer he got, the stronger the artistic conception of thunder was, but the more pressure he was under. It was very dangerous. If not, it would break his mind and drive him away.

Just like that, a day passed without any movement.

The next day, there was no movement.

The next day, late at night.

Woo woo...

All of a sudden, there was a gust of cold wind blowing from heaven to earth.

"Coming!"

The bald man pointed to the sky and said excitedly. Of course, his voice was very low and only a few of them could hear it.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

In the distance, a dark cloud drifted towards them. Among the dark clouds, a dark shadow loomed.

"What's in the dark clouds? They don't look like human figures!"

Huang jing dao.

The dark cloud was moving so fast that it reached the black lion mountain range in a blink of an eye.

Without a sound or a sound, they would not have noticed it if they had not cultivated themselves to a higher level.

When they reached the black lion mountain range, the dark clouds finally dispersed, revealing the real thing inside.

"This is?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly shrank. In the dark clouds, three coffins emerged. Three huge coffins. Each coffin was at least a hundred meters long. It was dark and suspended in the air.

Whoosh!

The three coffins rushed towards the depths of the black lion mountain range with a swish.

Not long after...

"Who is it?"

In the black lion mountain range, an angry roar was heard. Then, a huge black lion like a mountain appeared in the air.

But the next moment, a few black chains flew out, pierced through the void, wrapped the black lion around, and a few black shadows flashed out, but the next moment, they disappeared again.

Boom! Boom!

Deep in the mountain range, there was a huge roar, and the whole mountain range shook, as if there was a peerless master fighting.

But soon, the movement disappeared, the entire mountain range fell silent, and even the roars of the monsters disappeared.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The next moment, three huge coffins broke through the air and flew out of the black lion mountain range, heading north.

At this moment, a loud noise was heard in the black lion mountain range.

"Master, master is gone!"

"Master, my master is gone too!"

"Ancestor fought with people and disappeared!"

...

Wails were heard from the black lion mountain range.

"Come on, let's follow!"

Xu Zhong blinked and whispered.

The crowd nodded, rose to the sky, rushed into a cloud, covered themselves with clouds, and chased after the three coffins.

Heading north, they flew about 200,000 miles and entered a very desolate mountain.

This mountain was boundless and uninhabited. There were not even many monsters.

Moreover, the more they went inside, the more desolate they became, and even a dead silence.

On the ground, some white bones were gradually exposed.

There were even broken weapons and armor.

"This place, hundreds, even thousands of years ago, should have been a battlefield, full of yin qi and evil spirit!"

The bald man frowned.

In front of them, a wasteland appeared. On the wasteland, there was a dark red mist.

Hoo! Hoo!

Three coffins flew directly into the wasteland and disappeared.

The crowd pondered for a moment and chased after them.

As soon as they entered, the crowd shivered with excitement, because the wind in the wasteland was so cold that they could not withstand the cultivation of the crowd for a moment.

The crowd gathered their breath and held their breath. Their feet did not take up any space. They flew in the wasteland and looked around.

"Look, there are many coffins!"

Huang Jing suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, his voice trembling.

Lu Ming looked around and saw rows and rows of coffins in the wasteland. These coffins were about the same size as normal, dark and eerie.

At first glance, there were no less than a few hundred.

The crowd's faces were a little grim as they continued on.

Soon, it was a few dozen miles ahead.

Along the way, everyone saw coffins, at least a few thousand.

"What the hell is this place? Is it a burial ground?"

Huang Jing's face turned a little pale. After all, she was a woman. Although she was powerful, she had to be afraid of these things.

"It's probably a force that cultivates the martial arts of the evil sect and is entrenched here!"

The bald man said!

"Those martial artists above the sect Martial Sect, whether alive or dead, have disappeared. It's very strange. In the east of Tianxuan domain, no one has ever heard of any power that needs so many coffins to cultivate."

Xu Zhong said.

"Could it be?"

At this moment, the white-haired old man's face suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.

"Brother, what are you thinking of?"

Xu Zhong asked quickly.

"Heavenly corpse sect!"

The white-haired old man pondered for a while and spat out three words very solemnly.

"What? The Heavenly corpse sect?"

Xu Zhong, the bald-headed man, Huang Jing, and the others cried out and their faces changed.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.

After the update of chapter 20, xiao mu wishes everyone a happy national day and good luck.

(The end of this chapter)