Chapter 1783 The will of the Heavenly Tomb

Zhang Yu and the wind were light and clouds, he wiped out a king of the Ten Thousand Realm realm. This scene caused an unprecedented psychological impact on a group of Thousand Realm and Hundred Realm powerhouses!

For a moment, everyone's heart was so shocked that they lost their thinking ability.

It took them a long time to come to their senses. It happened that Zhang Yu's eyes were cast at this time.

Feeling Zhang Yu's gaze, everyone's bodies trembled, and cold sweat flowed down unconsciously.

"Okay, the disobedient people have been solved. What about you, are you willing to do things for me?" Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

The sound of a very gentle voice entered everyone's ears, but it was like a devil's whisper, causing their bodies to tremble even more violently.

"Wish...I do." Everyone replied tremblingly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

A hundred level, a thousand level, or even a thousand level, is no different from an ants in front of a more powerful existence.

In the presence of beings stronger than them, they will also feel scared, feared, and tremble.

Their pride and majesty will only have a sense of existence before people who are weaker than them.

After hearing their answers, Zhang Yu nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, it seems that you are all very sensible. It saves me a lot of effort."

According to convention, Zhang Yu asked them some questions about Tian Tomb and Hunmeng, but the result was the same as before, and he did not get any useful information.

After confirming that they did not hide any secrets, Zhang Yu sent them to the wilderness world and continued to pay attention to the situation on the Tian Tomb.

At this time, Zhang Lu was already very close to the core of the Tian Tomb. The surrounding dead tomb energy was raging wildly. Although it could not threaten Zhang Lu's life for the time being, it also had a certain impact on Zhang Lu's combat power. The closer he was to the core of the Tian Tomb, he would need to spend more effort to resist the dead tomb energy. Otherwise, before the Tian Tomb puppets or Tian Tomb will take action, he would be infected by the dead tomb energy first.

After a quiet journey, Zhang Lu obviously felt that the energy of the dead tomb was becoming more and more raging, and its power reached an extremely astonishing level.

In order to resist the dead tomb energy, Zhang Lu had to reduce his speed of progress, and at the same time, the consumption speed of the power of the mourning was also increased exponentially.

Before he knew it, the power of the dead tomb aura around Zhang Lu rose to another level, and the entire world was filled with the dead tomb aura, every foot and inch, everywhere. The entire world seemed to be occupied by the dead tomb aura, and there was nothing else except the dead tomb aura.

"Hu...Hu..." Zhang Lu's pressure rose to an unprecedented level, and his whole body was like carrying a mountain. The strong defensive barrier trembled slightly, pulling and fighting against the dead tomb energy.

Whenever Zhang Lu took a step forward, he was like a mortal climbing a mountain, and his head was covered with sweat without realizing it.

"I vaguely felt it." Zhang Lu took heavy steps and stared at the front, "The will of the Heavenly Tomb is not far away!"

Although vision and perception are all disturbed by the energy of the dead tomb, Zhang Lu has a keen intuition, and the will of the tomb of Heaven is right in front of him.

There was an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and his hair was standing up all over his body, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Lu suddenly stopped his pace and his eyes fell on the super-large ancestral temple that was looming in the dead tomb in front of him. The feeling of palpitations became even stronger, and there was even an extremely dangerous feeling: "Here!"

The core of the Tian Tomb has finally arrived!

The legendary will of the tomb of Heaven, the extremely mysterious existence, is finally about to unveil your mystery!

Although the hairs raised all over his body seemed to indicate the danger ahead, although the erosion of the dead tomb energy almost made Zhang Lu breathless, and although his whole body seemed to be greatly suppressed, Zhang Lu's face did not change at all. He slowly raised his soles and walked towards the ancient and huge ancestral temple, step by step, heavy but firm.

Under the huge pressure, every time Zhang Yu took a step, it was like carrying a mountain. Every step he took was caused to shake the earth.

The closer you get to the ancestral temple, the more intense the aura of the dead tomb is, and the erosion becomes more terrifying. However, as Zhang Lu approaches, his vision becomes clearer.

The outline of the mysterious ancestral temple gradually became clear.

An extremely large, as if boundless ancestral temple stands in the center of the tomb of Heaven!

The aura of the dead tomb in the ancestral temple is like a storm. If the aura of the dead tomb is compared with the power of Hunmeng, then the aura of the dead tomb inside the ancestral temple can even catch up with the power of Hunmeng in the forbidden area of ​​Hunmeng. This is by no means an exaggeration, but the aura of the dead tomb is really so terrifying.

When he arrived outside the ancestral temple, Zhang Lu slowly stopped. He had reached his limit, and it was very difficult to take another step forward.

He even suspected that as long as he dared to step into the ancestral temple, he would instantly be swallowed by the roaring and raging dead tomb energy and become a puppet of the Heavenly Tomb.

"Is it the limit here?" Zhang Lu was a little unwilling.

He is only three or five steps away from the temple gate of the ancestral temple. Just move forward a few more steps and push open the temple gate to reach the core of the Heavenly Tomb, where the mysterious will is!

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Lu tried to release his mind to sense the situation inside the ancestral temple, but the dead tomb energy in the ancestral temple was raging like a flood. His mind was astonished as soon as he passed through the temple gate. He could not sense the situation inside, even every grass and tree could not sense it.

Retracting his thoughts, Zhang Lu raised his head slightly and looked around the outside of the ancestral temple, and could vaguely see some damaged traces.

Although those places have been restored, the restored places are obviously different from the original buildings, not the difference in materials or appearance, but the difference in the years of time. There is a considerable difference in the years between the two, which will naturally show a different sense of age.

Chaos in the prehistoric world.

When Zhang Yu saw this scene, he was a little unwilling to accept it.

I was at the entrance of the ancestral temple, and I was just about to give up. I was really unwilling to give up.

But the dead tomb energy was indeed too terrifying. He could not have really let Zhang Lu fall and forcefully enter the ancestral temple to find out.

"Forget it, come back." Zhang Yu was silent for a moment and sent a message to Zhang Lu: "I will come again next time I have the chance to see the will of the Tomb that day."

Although Zhang Lu was unwilling to accept it, he was not too stubborn. He insisted on entering the ancestral temple to find out. He replied in a voice: "I originally wanted to get a few more kings of the Ten Thousand Realm, but it was a pity." Apart from Sui Han's puppet team, he never encountered the puppet team again. There must be puppets in the ancestral temple in front of him, but he himself reached the limit and could not continue to move forward.

Just as Zhang Lu constructed a teleportation wormhole and was about to leave, the gate of the ancestral temple in front suddenly opened automatically, and neat footsteps sounded, echoing in the quiet ancestral temple, making people inexplicably terrifying.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

I saw one puppet after another of the Heavenly Tombs slowly walked out of the temple gate. There were puppets of the hundred level, thousands of level, ten thousand level, and more than one hundred level. There were puppets of the Heavenly Tombs of each level. The largest number was a puppet of the hundred level, followed by a thousand level, and even a lot of them were a lot of them, and the number was gradually increasing.

In just a few dozen breaths, more than 30,000 tomb puppets were arranged neatly in front of Zhang Lu.

More than 28,000 Hundred Levels, more than 3,000 Thousand Levels, and... more than 300 Thousand Levels Kings!

The terrifying formation is unprecedentedly spectacular!

Placed anywhere, such a lineup can cause unprecedented impact!

More than 30,000 nine-star masters, and all nine-star masters at the 100-level or above. I guess anyone will be shocked to see it on the spot.

Zhang Yu thought that the ten thousand level kings of Hunmeng Tian were enough, with dozens of them, but compared with the ten thousand level kings of Hunmeng Tian, ​​it was not worth mentioning at all. Not to mention the more than three hundred ten thousand level kings, even the more than 30,000 level kings and thousands of level kings, it is probably enough to pose a significant threat to Hunmeng Tian.

"I wish I could get all these people into the Dantian world." Zhang Yu was a little jealous.

Compared with his 800,000 clones, the number of these Heavenly Tomb puppets is far from enough, but their overall cultivation is far better than that of Zhang Yu's clones. Only Zhang Lu can compete with those kings of the Ten Thousand Level Realm.

Zhang Lu also narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the neatly arranged sky tomb puppets. After the initial shock, he quickly regained his calmness. While guessing what these group of sky tomb puppets were doing, he was thinking about whether there was any way to get these group of sky tomb puppets into the Dantian world.

If others saw this scene, they would probably be so scared that their feet were weak and their heads could not even think, but Zhang Lu was different. He was thinking about how to get rid of these Tian Tomb puppets.

In his eyes, these group of Tian Tomb puppets are not terrible enemies, but a group of treasures!

"Don't you want to see me?" Just as Zhang Lu was thinking, a very strange voice sounded: "Why did you retreat again when you arrived at the door?"

Zhang Lu raised his head and saw a human-shaped aura of a dead tomb in the temple gate slowly walked out like a human. The strange sound was exactly the source of the dead tomb aura.

The energy of the Dead Tomb has been condensed to the extreme and reached its physical level. The energy of the Dead Tomb of the entire Heavenly Tomb seems to be inferior to it. Its body constantly swallows the energy of the Dead Tomb, and at the same time it releases a more condensed energy of the Dead Tomb, just like a Hunmeng tree. However, the Hunmeng tree absorbs the power of the Hunmeng and releases a more condensed power of the Hunmeng.

It is the source of the dead tomb energy!

The entire tomb of heaven and even the countless tombs, all the dead tombs come from it!

It is... the will of the tomb of heaven!
Chapter completed!