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Chapter 60: Opening the Demon Domain Cemetery (I)

Moyun Town, Yimo Cult Branch.

In the hall with a heavy atmosphere, several figures sat in it, which were several important people in charge of the Yimo Cult branch in Moyun Town.

At the first seat of the hall, a middle-aged man with a slightly gloomy face was sitting, and his fingers gently tapped on the table. He took the lead in breaking the silence in the room.

"I just received the news that the search team sent out today had a team of two people missing in the middle of the Demon Mountains." The middle-aged man's voice was a little hoarse.

"Sub-lord, they may have encountered the attack of the monster?" An elder said, "It is normal for the death of the monster to be seen in the monster mountain range."

According to the elder's name, this middle-aged man turned out to be Hua Yun, the leader of the Yi Mo Cult branch of the Moyun Town, the Moyun Town.

"If you encounter a monster attack, there should be some traces left. However... the person who went to the receptionist searched the area where the two were responsible for, but did not find any traces of battle. If the mistakes that a rookie who lost his feet and fell off the cliff would be made, I think they should have been attacked by that person. Those missing traces of battle were probably also done by that person." Another elder shook his head and said lightly.

"That guy is just a newcomer. We are both in the middle stage of the One Star Doudi. If we were killed by that person, it would be hard to believe it." The elder before said in confusion.

"I won't discuss these for now. Increase the search area of ​​the Tianmo Mountains. This is the person specified by the superiors. There is no allowance for any mistakes. You must pull that guy out in the shortest time." Hua Yun said in a stern manner with his fists.

According to their information, Xiao Yan was just a One-Star Doudi who had just arrived in the Doudi Continent. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, two Yimo Sect members in the middle stage of the One-Star Doudi were no match for them. No wonder the headquarters demanded so tightly.

In the quiet cave, a golden tower slowly floats in it, and a faint light radiance is emitted around it, revealing an extremely ancient aura.

"Old Zhan, do you think the four light columns around are fighting skills?" Xiao Yan was on the second level of the martial arts layer, and Old Zhan was also on the side. Old Zhan said that the four light columns were fighting skills that surpassed the heavenly level. Xiao Yan looked at the four light columns around him in surprise, with bright light in his eyes.

Now his fighting skills are like garbage in the Doudi Continent, and he cannot rely on the power of fighting skills when fighting. If it weren't for the ancient ruler of the strange fire, whether he could win the battle with the demon fox just now was still a big question. Learning new fighting skills is something Xiao Yan urgently needs at present.

"Well, the fighting skills that surpass the Heavenly Level are like martial arts, the Ideal Level, the World Level, the Saint Level, each level is divided into primary, intermediate and advanced levels. You can pick up the other fighting skills first. Your current fighting skills are simply unable to learn. Even the fighting skills in the light column on the right are quite barely learned. According to your current fighting spirit, you can spend it at most once, so this can only be performed when you have to kill one move. Moreover, I will also modify the many fighting skills in your body."

Xiao Yan nodded. Now he began to feel that Old Zhan was like Old Yao at that time, preparing everything he needed for himself, and memories suddenly surged into his heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhan."

Then Xiao Yan handed over all the fighting skills he thought he could use to Mr. Zhan, and it would take a certain amount of time to modify these fighting skills. Mr. Zhan asked Xiao Yan to first learn the fighting skills in the rightmost light column. Xiao Yan nodded and walked towards the rightmost light column.

When he came to the dark blue light column on the far right, Xiao Yan looked inside carefully. There was a scroll with red appearance, exuding a strange and intoxicating power.

"Is this a fighting skill that surpasses the heavenly level?"

Xiao Yan stretched out his palm and grabbed it in the light column. This fighting technique was like the Eight-Polar Heavenly Decision. The moment Xiao Yan touched it, it turned into light and penetrated into Xiao Yan's body. Huge information immediately poured into Xiao Yan's mind.

"Yan Burning Fierce Slash!"

A strange name appeared in Xiao Yan's mind. The cultivation of Yan Burning Lie Slashing Ruler must be combined with the Ancient Fire of the Ancient Ruler. A flash of surprise flashed through Xiao Yan's eyes. This fighting technique was simply tailor-made for himself, and even the Ancient Ruler of the Ancient Ruler appeared in the technical information.

At this time, a strange picture flashed in Xiao Yan's mind. In the picture, a man in black robe, with long black hair draped behind his head, standing in the air in the wind, facing away from Xiao Yan, unable to see his appearance clearly, but the momentum contained in him surprised Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan even noticed that the man in his black robe was holding a ruler!

Looking at the colorful giant ruler held by the man in the black robe, Xiao Yan couldn't believe his eyes, "The ancient ruler of the strange fire!" Xiao Yan couldn't help but scream, and his mind exploded. Could it be that there was more than one ancient ruler of the strange fire? Or was the man in the black robe seen now that he was the previous master of the ancient ruler of the strange fire?

Xiao Yan looked at the man in black robe in surprise, his eyes motionless, as if he was afraid that he had missed something.

The calm lake surface under the black-robed man's feet suddenly seemed to boil, and it kept rolling with white blisters, boiling water bubbles, spreading from the black-robed man's feet, and finally occupied the entire lake surface before it stopped expanding.

The air seemed to be still, and any movement around seemed to be prohibited by this powerful aura. At this time, the man in the black robe was like a cold sword light faintly exposed from the scabbard. The sharp aura made people almost dare not look directly at it.
Chapter completed!
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