The powerful pressure made several people in the room look up. Except for the nine immortal concubine and blue moon heart, others felt extremely strong pressure. Blue moon heart Liu Mei picked, she also felt the pressure in the air, but with her strength, Lin Zichen's pressure didn't have so much impact on her.
Looking at Lin Zichen's confident appearance, LAN Yue was slightly surprised. As long as she didn't meet the strong in the later stage of the realm of creation and ensure that they were all right, this sounded incredible. LAN Yuexin can feel Lin Zichen's self-confidence. She doesn't believe that a martial artist in the early stage of creation would say such words.
You know, in the realm of creation, one step is a lot worse. Although the difference is only a small realm, there is a difference of 18000 miles in strength, but since Lin Zichen is so full of words, it seems that he also has his own Assassin's mace.
Without continuing to release his pressure, Lin Zichen took his hand back from the table, and the strong pressure immediately disappeared without a trace. The disciples of jingyuezong only felt that their body was light. Then they looked at Lin Zichen in disbelief. The latter's control of power had reached the level of perfection. They knew that they could not take a move against Lin Zichen with their own strength.
Sure enough, as elder martial sister Qiulin said, the strength of Lin Zichen is really terrible.
Several disciples of jingyuezong looked at each other. They were the pride of heaven. They had strong strength at a young age and were inevitably proud. The appearance of Lin Zichen gave them a great blow. Who can think that Lin Zichen, who is smaller than them, is stronger than elder martial sister LAN Yuexin!
Lin Zichen's strength and talent seem to have surpassed all the young disciples of jingyuezong. This talent is shocking and puts pressure on the disciples of jingyuezong. Originally, their talent in jingyuezong was amazing. Except for a few people with excellent talent like blue Yuexin, they were the strongest, but now they are not satisfied.
If these people know that Wu Chong of Shenyue college has been defeated by Lin Zichen, they don't know how they will feel. Calculate the time, the people of anhun city should have left. Presumably, Lin Zichen's name will spread all over the continent soon.
After the provocation, Qiulin continued to talk about the information about the tomb. Lin Zichen was surprised when he knew the strength of the tomb owner. A strong man at the peak level of Nirvana, such a powerful man even died one day. The peak of nirvana is almost a strong man standing at the top of the world. The grave he left must be not simple, there are many treasures, and I believe there are many dangers.
"According to the information provided by the Pope, this tomb is a strong man who stirred the wind and cloud 3000 years ago. He is called the devil!" Qiu Lin told all the information she knew: "the Demon Lord was in a volatile mood and loved to kill people. He even slaughtered a city when he was alive. He was chased and killed by many people, but he still survived. Then he mysteriously disappeared. Unexpectedly, he died here."
"The devil is a martial artist and is good at metaphysics, so we must be careful in this task. Once we fall into the array, we may never come back. According to the ancient records of zongmen, every array of the devil is an extremely terrible killing array." Qiulin looked at the crowd and continued to add.
"Xuanshu?" After hearing this, Lin Zichen was surprised. If the devil really arranged his tomb based on xuanshu, it would be easy to do. Although Lin Zichen's current xuanshu realm is not invincible, it is at least a master level. His natural understanding ability and his talent for xuanshu make his xuanshu realm advance by leaps and bounds. In addition, Lin Zichen has a human spirit. Lin Zichen has incomparable advantages in metaphysics. Even some metaphysicians who specialize in metaphysics may not be as good as Lin Zichen.
"It's really getting more and more interesting." Listening to the information provided by Qiu Lin, Lin Zichen felt his chin more interested. He went to the devil's tomb. Maybe he could find some good treasures in it.
That afternoon, the news of the opening of the tomb spread to the city of the great spirit. For a time, I don't know how many forces went. When Lin Zichen lived in the mansion, he sensed that the city had crowded into many strong people in two days. Among them, Lin Zichen even felt the breath of the strong in the middle of the creation of the realm. It seems that the tomb of the strong in Nirvana is really attractive. Lin Zichen can see many people of the sect.
"Let's go too." Blue moon Xinjiao drank, and everyone jumped up and went straight to the devil's tomb.
On the way, Lin Zichen saw groups of sect forces surpassing them from a distance, while LAN Yuexin still took the lead in flying in front. Lin Zichen had doubts in his heart. He came to Qiulin and asked softly, "Miss Qiulin, are you not afraid of being occupied by favorable terrain when so many sects go?"
"You'd better call me Qiulin. Miss Qiulin makes me unhappy." Qiulin glanced at Lin Zichen and blinked. She looked naughty. Then she explained to Lin Zichen: "we have already arranged in the tomb, so we don't have to hurry to find a favorable position like those people."
Since Qiulin and they have arranged, Lin Zichen doesn't worry about it. The powerful sect has its own plans. Lin Zichen's task is to protect the disciples of Jingyue sect and find some treasures by the way. As for others, Lin Zichen doesn't have to bother.
Although their speed was slower than others, they were still very fast. Half an hour later, Lin Zichen's mind felt the breath not far away. Soon, he saw a valley surrounded by good tents. Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Zichen couldn't help taking a deep breath. Almost all here are elites of major sects or powerful casual practitioners. Everyone has the strength of the later stage of heaven and man. Almost all the strong men sent by some sects are the martial arts masters at the peak of heaven and man. Only some casual cultivation are weak, but they are also heaven and man.
As soon as he approached the valley, Lin Zichen felt the power of metaphysics. Suspended in mid air, Lin Zichen looked at the tomb in the distance. Most of the tomb has been exposed from the different space, and half of the door of the tomb has been exposed. The power of the space above emits a terrible smell. That power can easily be torn apart even by the strong who created the realm. No wonder these strong people choose to set up camp outside. They are waiting for the door to be completely exposed and the spatial power around the tomb to completely disappear, so they can walk in safely.
Lin Zichen followed, watching jingyuezong's disciples shuttle through the crowd. The surrounding sects were a little afraid after seeing jingyuezong's clothes, and then made way for them. This is the effect of a strong sect. Those weak sects can't afford to provoke Jingyue sect.
Following behind the disciples of Jingyue sect, Lin Zichen found that the deeper he went, the stronger the martial arts and sects around him. The blue moon heart directly led them into the most central part. It seems that the strength of jingyuezong is also very strong here.
"That's the blue moon heart! Tut Tut, the mirror moon sect is really willing to send all the saints to the devil's tomb." Seeing the horses of jingyuezong, a man in the distance whispered.
"Hehe, have fun this time. Feiyu sect robbed the territory of Jingyue sect. I don't know what can happen." The people around him immediately gloated when they saw jingyuezong.
"Feiyu sect? The sect of Chiyu dynasty? It's so brave that it dares to provoke Jingyue sect of six major sects." The other man couldn't help exclaiming.
"That's not necessarily. Feiyu sect sent out a strong man in the realm of fortune this time, but I saw that elder Jingyue sect was beaten and spit blood by that guy!"
At the moment of approaching the tomb, Lin Zichen completely launched his mind, so the dialogue between those people in the distance naturally fell into his ears. With a sigh in his heart, the struggle between sects has never stopped, even Jingyue sect, the six major sects, can not be avoided.
Sure enough, the blue moon heart found jingyuezong's men and horses along the breath. However, their position is not very good, which makes the blue moon heart willow eyebrow slightly wrinkled. When we found the tent of the elder who led the team this time, we saw elder Li coughing blood.
"Well, saint, you're here." Elder Li is over sixty or seventy years old. He has the highest strength of heaven and man. But now he looks a little miserable and his breath is a little depressed. Think about it, it's not good to be slapped by the strong in the realm of fortune. This is the reason why the other party stopped. Otherwise, he would have died long ago. How can he wait for the arrival of blue moon heart.
"Elder Li, what's going on?" Blue Yuexin hurriedly conveyed the truth into elder Li's body until the latter stopped coughing up blood. Then blue Yuexin frowned and asked coldly.
"It's the flying feather sect." Elder Li coughed softly, but there was no blood this time. It was obvious that the internal injury had almost healed: "Feiyu sect forcibly robbed our territory. I just came forward and said a few words, and they hit the internal injury."
Elder Li's words made the disciples of jingyuezong angry, and the faces of the disciples present were full of humiliation. Obviously, he also wants to find the field from Feiyu sect. He can't do it with their strength.
"How about the strength of the other party?" LAN Yuexin looked at elder Li and asked softly.
"The elder at the peak level of two days' human environment is not strong." Elder Li smiled bitterly and said, "but they have a master who created the realm, and I was hurt by that man."
When you hear what elder Li said, look at the angry eyes of the disciples around you. Blue moon took a deep breath, and the cold voice came into everyone's ears: "go, let's go to Feiyu sect!"
LAN Yuexin's words brightened the eyes of all the disciples of jingyuezong. As a disciple of jingyuezong, who is not arrogant? How can they swallow such an insult today? What about the strong ones who create the realm? They are disciples of Jingyue sect. These words alone are enough!
Lin Zichen looked at the morale improved for a moment, and a bitter smile appeared in his heart, because just now, he felt the look in his eyes. It seemed that Lan Yuexin was going to let him do it.