Chapter 667 Pegasus
The ginseng fruit is in the shape of a baby, lifelike, sitting cross-legged like a Buddha, with a compassionate look, the color is like a peach leaf, pink and tender, dewy, bright and juicy, as if it can drip water.
"Gulu..."
Among the crowd, some people couldn't help swallowing their saliva. They were so fascinated by the ginseng fruit that they couldn't wait to go up and take a bite.
"Is this the legendary ginseng fruit? I don't know if it has the effect of the legendary ginseng fruit." In the crowd, some salivated.
Some people lamented: "Ginseng fruit is too miraculous, but unfortunately, it has no fate with us. I am afraid that several major forces have already pre-ordered it."
"Not to mention the ginseng fruit, if I can have such a divine tomb after my death, it will not be in vain to come to this world."
"Yeah, if there is one... Bah, why die? What we ascetics pursue is longevity, not death."
"The owner of the tomb has collected so many magical weapons, which is enough to prove that his cultivation is not low, but he turned into a skeleton after all. Is there anyone in this world who can live forever?"
Many ascetics have surrounded the tomb, some are amazed, some think of longevity, all kinds of remarks emerge in endlessly.
Those who dare to come here are all powerful masters, people who can cause a disaster by stomping their feet in the outside world, and their strength is not low, but they only have admiration when facing the tomb.
There are also some people who are determined to obtain the treasures in the tomb. These people lurk in the distance and wait quietly. They may not have any special ideas about ginseng fruit. They all know that ginseng fruit is predetermined by those big forces. Make up your mind to get some magic tools inside.
The magical artifacts collected by the ancient emperors must have something extraordinary, and some insight into them may make people go a step further.
"Damn, it would be great if we uprooted the whole tomb and brought it home." Qian Xiaosheng daydreamed, "I don't know whose tomb is so full of it. Guards, so that people dare not enter rashly."
What Qian Xiaosheng said was right, the tomb was full of treasures, but no one dared to go in and take them away. They could only wait and see from a distance, waiting for the black giant sword to destroy the array.
As an emperor, even if he dies for endless years, it is enough to stop people in front of the mausoleum!
A monk from the Divine Sea Realm tried to break in before, but when he reached the door, the text flashed, and the monk was wiped out on the spot, not even bones left.
The majesty of the emperor, even a cultivator, should not be desecrated at will.
Listening to the people around, in fact, the emperor's tomb had appeared many days ago, and the eight major clans were the first to be discovered, and soon several families not weaker than the eight major clans were discovered.
It's just that the outer sects of the eight major clans, and several forces not weaker than them want to divide up the treasures, seal off this piece of hell, and keep the emperor's tomb strictly confidential.
Not long ago, there was a conflict between the two families in the emperor's tomb, and a battle took place, which attracted attention and discovered this matter.
There is no way, the Taihang Mountain has the most mutations and the most opportunities, even wild beasts have mutated, so no matter what happens in the Taihang Mountains, it will quickly attract attention.
Soon, news of the emperor's tomb spread like wildfire, attracting wave after wave of monks.
Although the big family was powerful, they didn't dare to provoke public outrage, so they could only let these people in, while they found some favorable terrain and waited quietly.
Boom! Boom!
In the ancient hall, the black giant sword is too powerful, every time it hits the formation, there will be a huge movement, making the whole hill tremble slightly, and the rocks will roll.
Every time it impacts, there will be a huge movement.
Seeing the huge sword, Li Xiao lost his mind, and a figure appeared in his mind.
It was a man as cold as snow, young but with white clothes and white hair. He used his body as a sword, and as long as he got close to him, he could feel the coldness of the sword.
Dugu Xiaomo!
The only swordsman who has never met, but is standing beside Li Xiao in times of crisis, doesn't he own a giant sword?
"If Dugu Xiaomo was here, he would definitely try his best to grab that sword, wouldn't he?" Li Xiao thought to himself, with a sad face on his face, but soon the sadness disappeared.
He believed that Dugu Xiaomo would not die so easily, he was a firm ascetic, and it was impossible for him to lose his life like this.
At the same time, Li Xiao secretly made up his mind that if he had the chance, he must snatch the giant sword. When he saw Dugu Xiaomo in the future, he would give him the giant sword as a gift.
Boom boom boom...
Suddenly, a complicated noise pulled back Li Xiao who was in a trance.
Looking up, several helicopters flew over from this area, and the helicopters stayed at high altitude without any scruples. Soon, some elderly people in their fifties and sixties descended from the helicopters.
These people made Li Xiao's pupils shrink.
The figures who jumped from the helicopter were all people who had some relationship with Li Xiao.
Huashan, Emei, Kongtong, Taishan, Shaolin, Wudang...
"The helm of the six sects..." Seeing them, Li Xiao frowned slightly. He didn't expect them to come here, but he was relieved after thinking about it. As six of the seven sects, they would That's why it's strange.
"I don't know if people from Kunlun will come."
When Fengchao participated in the competition, Li Xiao had heard that Kunlun was so powerful that even the six sects combined could not match them, which made Li Xiao quite surprised by Kunlun and always wanted to meet people from Kunlun.
I looked at the heads of several sects, and they all came here alone without bringing their disciples. Li Xiao didn't know them very well, so he didn't go up to say hello.
"drive!"
At this moment, there was a sound of horse riding in the sky above the sky, causing everyone to look up.
Seeing this, everyone was surprised.
At a height of ten meters in between, there are ten flying horses with wings coming through the air, ten flying horses are dragging the carriage, and there is a driver in front of the carriage who is riding the horse, even the driver is a master of the eighth level of Qi training, There was a flag beside him, with a black word 'Win' on it, fluttering in the wind, making a sound of hunting.
"That's... the Ying family of the Eight Great Clans, don't they have disciples here? Why is there another one?!"
"It is rumored that the Ying family raises some special horses, it is true!"
"What a handsome Pegasus, but it's nothing. There are beasts mutating in the giant mountains. If you catch a huge flying bird, you can use it to pull a cart."
The appearance of the Eight Great Clans is no secret in the monastic world, and people immediately recognized the origin of the car and sighed.
Seeing the ten handsome flying horses, Li Xiao couldn't help but think of Ying Ma, whom he met in the lost ancient city. At that time, he had a black one-horned flying horse, which could walk in the air without wings. It was stronger than those ten flying horses. God handsome.
"Crazy!"
Everyone was still marveling at the magic of the ten flying horses, and suddenly there was a loud chirping in the sky, and another family came from the southeast.