Everyone followed silently.

Inside the ancient stone gate is a tunnel-like passage, with long stone steps spreading to the end of the front, and at the end is a huge space, with light flashing in the distance, revealing an ancient aura.

“Woo woo…”

There was a whimpering sound, as if it was coming from the Nine Netherworlds, making people feel creepy for no reason.

Beilun Bingchen did not turn around and walked forward step by step.

Lian Qingrong did not hesitate and followed behind.

Du Shaofu did not hesitate either. Anyway, there was no way out and he followed behind.

In these few minutes, the light ahead became brighter and brighter, and the space you saw became wider and wider.

The demonic energy that permeates through the entire void is becoming more and more intense.

Finally, a vast space appeared in Du Shaofu and others' eyes.

This space is too large, as vast as the starry sky, as vast as boundless, at the end of the surrounding sight, there is a dark edge.

In the central area of ​​this vast space, there are thirteen ancient altars floating in total, like the stars of thirteen small stars.

Looking from afar, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on each altar, like an old monk entering into a state of meditation, without any fluctuations in his body.

“Woo woo…”

The demonic energy entrenched in the void. On the thirteen altars, there was an ancient huge chain, stretching out like nine huge dragon bodies, and finally intertwined in the central area of ​​the thirteen altars.

In the central area of ​​the thirteen altars, there was a whirlpool surging. A surging demonic energy swept out from it, constantly making sounds of ghosts crying and howling, such as the entrance to the Nine Nethers and the gate of hell.

The demonic energy pours out, and ghosts cry and gods howl.

The black demonic aura was dancing violently like black thunder, and an extremely terrifying aura spread out, filling the vast void.

But there was a dazzling secret pattern of talismans at the exit of the vortex, covering the vortex with a huge net of light.

No matter how violent and violent the black demonic thunders are, it is difficult to break the light net away.

Du Shaofu raised his eyes and looked at the huge vortex, his heart trembled violently. The spiritual thunder in his soul roared for no reason, and the purple thunder mysterious tripod in the Shenque was also roaring, trembling for no reason.

"Swish..."

As the figure fell, Du Shaofu also felt a lot of gazes coming from all directions.

Du Shaofu followed the eyes and saw many familiar figures, including grandpa Jialu Batian, Jialu Jueyu, and the great elders of the Golden-winged Roc Bird clan, the second elders, the third elders, Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu, Feng Chi Saint, Feng Fen Wu and other powerful people.

There are also Dongfang Qingmu, Ming Yao and Mo Tianyao among them.

Not far away, Du Shaofu also met many opponents, including the Legalist Qin Chonglong, the Dragon Clan Long Qianchao and others, also appeared in this void.

There are also familiar figures such as Xiang Wushuang, Hongyue, Zilian Fairy, and some powerful auras. They have definitely reached the level of cultivation in the holy realm and are the ancient existences that have been hidden in the world.

The most intimidating breath comes from afar.

There are covered by demonic energy, and there are dense figures of evil spirits and demon beasts, no less than thousands.

The first ones were the great demon, the Seven Demon Emperors, the Eight Demon Emperors, the Demon Sha, Jialou Jueqing and others.

Du Shaofu frowned and his eyes were solemn. When he entered the Tomb of Eternity, there were only hundreds of evil spirits and demon beasts following the Demon Sect. At this moment, he arrived in the main tomb. Not only did he not lose money, but he was getting more and more. This was too strange.

“Woo woo…”

The sound of ghosts crying and howling from the Demon Sect came from the Demon Sect. Many demon envoys were gathering handprints at this moment, with a certain spell and muttering words in their mouths. The evil spirits and demon beasts were distributed, and the directions they stood revealed a certain mystery, which was invisibly connected, and the demonic energy was surging.

Beilun Bingchen, the lord of the Snow Palace, stepped into this space and looked up at the vortex in the thirteen altars. For some reason, the black blood-colored demonic aura in his eyes surged out again, impacting the light of ice and snow.

"Snow Ancestor."

Lian Qingrong is solemn. Xue Zu is clearly still corroded by the demonic energy. If he loses his original intention again, it will be unimaginable.

Du Shaofu's heart trembled and his eyes were withdrawn. The red-butt horse and monkey body in the Niwan Palace was immediately asking Huo Leizi if he could help Beilun Bingchen.

"There is no way. The demonic energy has been in his body for a long time. His cultivation is not bad, and he should have something good on his body. Therefore, he can maintain his final heart, but what will happen in the end can only depend on himself."

Huo Leizi told Du Shaofu that his figure appeared in the red-blue arc flames. His round face was in an unprecedented embarrassment. He seemed to feel something, and continued to say to Du Shaofu: "This is within the main tomb. The final seal has been loosened, and everything is really unstoppable."

"Swish swish..."

The sound of the wind shaking, Jialou Batian, Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu, Feng Chi Saint, Qingfeng Taoist and other powerful people rushed over and landed beside Du Shaofu, and their eyes were all on Beilun Bingchen. The demonic energy and ice aura were in stalemate, and the momentum was huge. The breath made them secretly frightened and attracted their attention.

At this time, Jialu Batian, Xuan Gu and others looked more or less embarrassed, and they were even injured.

It seems that they have also experienced a lot of hard battles when they entered the main tomb.

"Da Peng Emperor!"

The figures of the Moon Heaven, Dongfang Qingmu and the Nether Demon rushed over and saluted Du Shaofu.

"Shaofu, what's going on?"

Jialu Batian spoke, looked at Beilun Bingchen, and felt the demonic energy. Everyone had contact with each other along the way, and the demonic energy here could affect the creatures.

Du Shaofu informed everyone of the identity of Beilun Bingchen, the lord of the Snow Palace, and explained the situation without hiding it.

"He is still alive as the founder of the Daxue Mountain lineage!"

When they learned about Beilun Bingchen's identity, Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu and others were also shocked.

"If the demonic energy enters the body, if it is completely deviled, the consequences will be worrying!"

Taoist Qingfeng was the Min Ning. With Beilun Bingchen's cultivation strength, if he was completely deviled, there would definitely not be many of the Holy Realm practitioners present at that time who could resist it.

"Senior, what can we do?"

Du Shaofu frowned and looked up to salute Beilun Bingchen, feeling nervous.

This is the creator of Daxue Mountain. If it is controlled by the demonic energy again, it will be a big trouble.

"The demonic energy is rich here, and I am trying to suppress it."

Beilun Bingchen spoke, the black blood light and ice and snow light were entangled in his eyes, and his aura was filled with terrible fluctuations. His eyes swept over Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu, Jialu Batian, Xuan Gu, etc., and said, "If I am completely deviled in the end, you don't need to keep your hand, don't let me leave this place!"

When the words fell, Beilun Bingchen sat cross-legged, his handprints condensed, and a stream of ice gushed out from his body surface, and the secret patterns of the talisman flashed, making his body suddenly covered with a thick layer of ice, as if it turned into an ice sculpture.

Listening to Beilun Bingchen's words, the powerful people such as the Saint Feng Chi, Taoist Qingfeng, etc., were all in awe and looked solemn.

"Snow Ancestor, please stay!" Lian Qingrong spoke, guarding the side with a serious expression.

Du Shaofu wanted to help, but even Huo Leizi had no choice but to pray that the Lord of the Snow Palace would succeed.

After taking a deep breath in secret, Du Shaofu then bowed to Jialu Batian, Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu and others, and then asked: "Seniors, what's the situation now."

"They can come in, they should have almost all of them. I don't know how many creatures are lost, hey..." Meng Qianhe shook his head slightly. Along the way, he saw countless creatures in front of him.

Du Shaofu was not surprised that the nine major forces such as the Nine Masters did not allow children with insufficient cultivation to enter the main tomb, but many creatures entered the tomb in order to seek opportunities.

The Eternal Tomb is reborn in a dangerous state along the way. Those who are below the main domain level of cultivation are almost unlikely to enter the main tomb.

Judging from the number of people in the main tomb now, I am afraid that those powerful creatures who are considered good in the outside world have all been lost.

"The extremely important figures in the Demon Cult should be suppressed there, and they want to open the seal!"

Jialu Batian said with a serious expression on his face as he looked at the vortex of demonic energy connected to the center of the thirteen altars.

"We cannot make the Demon Cult successful!"

Du Shaofu's pupils shone with lightning. No matter what was suppressed there, he would not be able to succeed in the Demon Cult. He said to the powerful people such as Jialu Batian, Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu, Qingfeng Taoist, etc.: "Everyone joins hands, maybe you have a chance to resist the Demon Cult."

Du Shaofu thought in his heart that the great demon was the strongest, but he also had the trump card of Fire Thunder. If he added Taoist Qingfeng, Meng Qianhe and other seniors, they would not be able to join forces to block the Demon Emperors of the Demon Sect.

"Child, everything is more complicated than you think. There are too many secrets in the world that you have not known yet."

Upon hearing this, Jialu Batian looked at Du Shaofu helplessly and said, "Did you see the thirteen altars? There are nine masters, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the ancestors of my Golden-winged Roc Bird Clan, which blocked the Demon Clan's soul from saving the demon god from that clan. Those ancestors will also suppress the altar until they are exhausted."

Upon hearing this, Du Shaofu trembled his eyes. The figures on the thirteen altars that seemed to be an old monk entering meditation were actually the ancestors of the Nine Great Masters, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and even the ancestors of the Golden-winged Roc Bird Clan.

After a pause in his voice, Jialu Batian continued: "This world has been sealed, the energy of heaven and earth is being consumed, and the cultivation of those who are cultivating in the holy realm is deteriorating. If this continues, sooner or later the entire world will also decline and turn into desolation."

Du Shaofu's eyes fluctuated, and he had already learned everything from Huo Lei Zi's mouth.
Chapter completed!