The desolate wind blows from the mountain tomb. It is obviously an unrestrained wind, but at this moment it exudes a dull and depressing feeling, and it seems that countless souls are wailing in the wind, making people's hearts tighten!

Yun Qingyan was 100% sure that the red sun was definitely not the red sun she saw in Tianyuan Great 6. This should be another small world, another space embedded in Tianyuan Great 6!

Whose tomb is this?

Who is buried and suppressed here?

Yun Qingyan's heart beat violently, as if he was about to uncover a huge secret, and he was so nervous that he was pounding!

No fear, no panic, only excitement and urgency!

There seemed to be a voice urging her to move forward!

"Your Highness, this is a sensory talisman.

We cannot go to the underground palace with you. This sensing talisman can help you sense the direction of your power. Please hold it away." The Great Elder respectfully presented a rune carved with amethyst to Jiang Wuya with both hands.

Jiang Wuya stretched out two slender fingers from his black robe and took it. The covered silver mask made people unable to see his expression, "Oh? This palace has accepted it, you can open the stone gate of the underground palace."

The bloody sun in the sky is rising higher and higher, gradually hangs in the center.

At this time, the elder of the black robe also moved with the remaining black robe envoys!

The aura on their bodies surged, and a terrifying pressure shot out from their bodies, causing a strong wind to surging, almost lifting up the black robe on their bodies!

The heavy pressure made Yun Qingyan feel suffocated!

The cultivation level of these people is several times higher than that of Xuanzun who appeared in the Yun family with Dan Wuji!

She was secretly glad in her heart that she was fortunate that she had not secretly attacked Jiang Wuya before. It would be better to use the other party's strength to show up before she attacked!

It has nothing to do with anything else, it is just a simple crushing of strength.

However...if these old men could not enter the underground palace with Jiang Wuya...

Thinking of this, a trace of cunning evil intention flashed through Yun Qingyan's eyes.

Now she can't deal with the rank of honor. Jiang Wuya's cultivation aura is just the Xuan-level. If her cultivation can recover to her heyday...

When Yun Qingyan was making a small calculation in his heart, several black-robed messengers had already recited spells. Without blinking, they cut their palms with one knife, and blood flowed out of their palms!

"Give my blood to sacrifice to the land of the dead!

Use my blood to comfort the soul of the deceased!

With my blood, the spirit of the dead!"

The low and old voice gradually came from under the black-robed hood, and the whimpering sounds in the wind became louder and louder.

The cold wind whistled, like a dead soul floating by with the cold wind. Yun Qingyan felt the temperature around her instantly cold, and a layer of sensitive goose bumps instantly appeared on her exposed skin.

At this time, the evil and bright red sun was officially hung in the middle of the sky, landing directly on the Qingfeng Tomb!

"Break!" With a clanging sound, the entire mountain burst into a buzzing sound!

"roar!"

"roar!"

"roar!"

One, two, three!

One roar after another came, as if coming through the wall of another world, deafening!

It seemed as if one giant beast after another covering the sky and the sun was roaring one after another!

I don’t know if it was Yun Qingyan’s illusion, but she always felt that the third beast roar seemed to have heard it somewhere!

As three huge beast roars fell, the sound of thousands of beasts roars came together, forming a grand symphony!

Strangely, there is no trace of a monster around them!
Chapter completed!