Chapter 1572： cover up blood

"Tianwu Temple?"

Luoyang's brows twitched slightly, apparently unfamiliar with this force.

Even if the Boundary Lord pressed Qingcang across the sky, he couldn't reach the place where the devil was buried.

Therefore, like Ling Xiao, Wu Yue has a little less background here.

"If you don't know the name, then I think... you should be familiar with this sigil."

The corner of Wu Yue's mouth raised a smile, and a strange and terrifying power suddenly radiated from his body.

Thousands of miles are empty, the situation changes.

Outside the main hall, countless ancient trees withered in an instant, and even birds and beasts turned into decay in an instant.

"This is... Desolation Rune!!!"

Luo Yang stood up suddenly and looked at the gray stone talisman with trembling eyes.

At the center of his eyebrows, an ancient and complex divine pattern appeared, surging with divine brilliance.

That's right, the Desolate Clan are indeed followers of the former Lord of Desolation, bloodline terror, inheriting the divine power of Desolation.

And the divine pattern on Luoyang's eyebrows is the clearest and most powerful divine pattern in the barren tribe's 100,000-year-old.

But the more so, the clearer her sense of the power of desolation becomes.

"My lord's successor?"

At this time, Luoyang's face no longer showed a trace of arrogance, but instead revealed a touch of respect.

Although she didn't know how an outside creature could get the inheritance of the Lord of Desolation, but since the Lord of Desolation chose him, there must be a reason.

"I don't know if Young Master Wu came to the Desolate Clan, what do you need help with?"

Luoyang walked to His Highness and bowed slightly towards Wu Yue.

A smile appeared on the latter's face.

"I'm here to find the tomb of the Lord of Desolation. You desolate people should know some news, right?"

"This... When the Wild Lord was suppressed, he was indeed buried here, but I don't know where his mausoleum is, but..."

Luoyang sighed lightly, looked up at Wu Yue, "Dark forbidden land, the tomb of the barren Lord, can only be in the dark forbidden land."

"Oh? Dark forbidden area? Lead the way."

Wu Yue nodded, turned around and wanted to go outside the hall.

He has already heard that a young man from the human race came to this place where the devil was buried, and his name was Ling Xiao.

Wu Yue was naturally surprised and angry at this news.

But, since both father and ancestor said that this stone talisman was the opportunity for the rise of Tianwu Temple, he naturally would not miss it easily.

As long as he can find the remaining half of the runes, Ling Xiao... will eventually pay the price for his madness.

Thirty years of Hedong, this time, I want to win.

"Master Wu, this dark forbidden area has not yet reached the opening day, but... it will be soon."

Luoyang shook his head and chuckled, showing a rare smile, bright and moving.

"Huh? Oh."

Wu Yue frowned slightly, and seriously looked at this desolate saint, she was a good beauty.

"At that time, each of the six major clans will have three places to enter the forbidden area, and the other demon clan will have one. Wu Gongzi only needs to wait for a few days before you can go to this forbidden area with me, but... Before that, Young Master Wu has to go to a place first."

Luo Yang's face suddenly became extremely solemn.

According to the customs of the place where the devil was buried, whoever entered the dark forbidden area must be a native creature.

Even if Wu Yue has a token of the desolate master, he can only be recognized by the desolate clan.

Therefore, he needs to cover up the power of qi and blood in his body before he can pass the test.

However, in the eyes of the creatures in the Demon Burial Land, this power of qi and blood is like a star in the night sky, and it is impossible to completely conceal it.

What's more, when the forbidden land is opened, the powerhouses of the six clans will hide in the dark.

With their strength, it is impossible not to see a clue.

With the power of the barren overlord alone, it is difficult to compete with the other five overlords.

unless…

"where?"

Wu Yue's eyes were calm, but he didn't completely trust Luoyang, but he was always on guard.

"It's an extremely dangerous place. The good fortune in it can hide the vitality of your body. Otherwise, other tyrants will not allow you to set foot in the dark forbidden area. Of course... In addition, Wu Gongzi has another choice..."

Luoyang pursed his lips and smiled, "Since the young master is from the outside world, you must know Ling Xiao, who recently became famous in the place where the devil was buried, right?"

"Um."

Wu Yue's expression sank, Ling Xiao, he naturally knew it, and he was inseparable! !

"Now that this person controls the Corpse God Clan, if Young Master Wu can join forces with him, and with the support of my Desolate Clan, he may not be able to break the rules."

Looking at the six dominant clans, the barren clan definitely ranks among the top two.

Moreover, Ling Xiao and his Taoist guardians can destroy the corpse gods, and their combat power is naturally terrifying.

Joining forces with each other, the other four hegemonic clans would not dare to touch their edge.

"Controlled the Corpse God Race? Is the Corpse God Race so weak?"

Wu Yue's face suddenly became gloomy.

Ling Xiao is indeed very strong, but since the Corpse God Clan is one of the six dominant clans, there must be supreme powers in the clan.

Could it be that Ling Xiao is already strong enough to crush the Supreme People?

This he... didn't he make trouble with me?

"No, the Corpse God Race is not only not weak, but very strong. The ancestor of the Corpse God is one of the only ancestors who escaped from the dark forbidden land. With him, it stands to reason that the Corpse God Race should not surrender so easily, I can only say... That Young Master Ling Xiao is very tough."

Luoyang's eyes were also a little frightened. With the power of the barren clan, she knew more news than Wu Yue.

Whether it was Ling Xiao knocking out a golden puppet with two punches, or burying the corpse without disaster on the mountain of corpses, it made people feel the oppression brought by his fleshly body.

This kind of hardness, will it hurt?

What's more, it is said that the guardian behind this young master killed the corpse **** with one punch.

What kind of cultivation is this?

At the very least, in the history of Devil Burial Land, there has never been a record of an overlord-level powerhouse being killed instantly.

Now the races in the Demon Burial Land are resenting Ling Xiao's madness and want to use the war to save the Demon Race's face.

But Luoyang knew that it is best not to provoke such a person easily.

Otherwise, it is likely to be the next Corpse Protoss.

"What? How could he..."

"His protector is terrifying, Young Master Wu, you..."

Luoyang raised his head and glanced behind Wu Yue, and seemed a little puzzled.

This Tianwu Temple sounds like a very powerful look, but why does this Tianwu descendant travel without even a guardian?

"Daoist?!"

Wu Yue's face instantly became sluggish, his mouth opened slightly, and his thoughts were racing.

I... gan?

Can this copy bring a guardian?

Then why didn't the father send the strong man in the temple to come with him?

What's the matter with him...?

"Master Wu? Master Wu? Have you made up your mind? Are you going with me to that fierce place, or with Master Ling Xiao..."

"Take me to that fierce place!!"

Wu Yue took a deep breath and suddenly took out a mask from his arms and put it on his face.

With Ling Xiao's temperament, what would happen to him once he came to the Demon Burial Land?

Wu Yue would never make the same mistake twice!

"That dark forbidden area, the guardian can't get in, right?"

Wu Yue suddenly thought of something and looked at Luoyang with a gloomy expression.

"Yes! Now only people from the Holy Land can step on it."

"Oh!"

Wu Yue nodded lightly, and his face calmed down again.

This time, I'm going to win! !