Chapter 1468 (1/2)

The news spread quickly.

Ancient war tomb.

Many warriors are digging the ground.

Among them, there are even many saints who are strong in nine realms.

But at the moment, they are just like the coolie labors, struggling to excavate, dare not have the slightest slack.

Because, there are six masters from the upper world, watching behind them.

And these six masters are not the strongest.

Not far away, there is a small pavilion made of glazed gold tiles.

The pavilions are fragrant and beautiful, and there are even gorgeous Yingge songs coming out.

And sitting in the pavilion, the most important and respected is wuzun!

He is called the fifth young master!

From the upper world, the little master of taizun gate in Longwu land!

Among the six sages, three of them have two realms and three have one peak.

In fact, the three sages are about to step into the two realms.

In other words, it is more accurate to call them the ”banbu Shengjun” dual realm.

Those who are digging the soil feel the strong and irresistible breath of the six sages, as well as a burst of awe.

These people, without exception, are people of lower rank such as Zhenwu realm and Yucang realm.

Their respective martial arts circles can not even be seen at ordinary times.

It is said that there are still two or three sages in the Yucang realm which are more powerful.

But the sovereign, within their sphere, is the supreme being.

At ordinary times, they live in seclusion and are not seen by outsiders at all.

Right now.

Yes.

A place in the southwest corner that is being excavated.

A thick black air stream suddenly rushed out.

It's the evil spirit.

A warrior of the five levels of the holy king, unable to dodge, was immediately attacked by the evil spirit airflow on his left arm shoulder.

The king's five strong, suddenly issued a cry of pain, fell to the ground.

This holy king is a strong man in the world of Yucang.

Once upon a time, he was also a powerful figure in the world of Yucang. Few attacks could make him so painful. However, at present, just one evil spirit makes him feel a burst of pain from his bone marrow and soul.

Brush!

Jiyan's voice is quiet but to.

Click.

Jiyan directly hit the shoulder of the warrior in the five levels of the holy king.

His shoulder broke immediately, or even completely ruptured.

And the evil spirit stopped raging and escaped from the broken arm.

”You are lucky! Keep digging

Ji Yan said calmly.

Inside the voice, with a detachment, a cold.

To be sure, the life and death of all these people, in his eyes, actually doesn't matter.

This warrior is just more than a broken arm. In his eyes, it is as simple as drinking cold water.

Even if he broke an arm and didn't have a rest, he continued to dig the soil.

Rao is so, but the king has no complaints.

Even if there are complaints, they dare not reveal them, but they are deeply buried in the heart.

Several martial artists nearby were filled with regret and sorrow.

Regret coming near the ancient war tomb!

Because they came here, they were forced to dig the soil.