Everyone was startled and seemed to be frightened.

Ning Tao murmured slowly, and suddenly the previous titles of Senior Long Jin were heard again, Elder Pavilion, Qinglong!

White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu!

So why didn't he think of it before? I'm afraid these four people are the guardians of Jinghua, but few people know about it.

Long Jin had a complicated face. He had not seen these three guys for many years after traveling around the world. It was a surprise to meet them suddenly.

I saw those three people bowing their hands towards Mr. Mo, Mr. Zhou, and Long Jin at the same time, and another person walked out and said solemnly to Ning Tao: "I and the other three received the order and came to help Leader Ning and you all. If If you need anything, just ask!”

Everyone was shocked, thinking that he was condescending.

Long Jin also had a look of disbelief on his face. It was hard to imagine that these three arrogant guys would actually bow their heads.

When Ning Tao heard this, he did not dare to be arrogant and smiled and said: "Three seniors, you are very polite. Your help is a timely help. On behalf of Hongmeng, I am very grateful."

The three of them nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This young man is not bad. You must know that the three of them are respected as gods, and they have important positions as guardians and high-level military officials in the country. It would look ugly to bow down.

Fortunately, Ning Tao was humble and gave him face.

Seeing the two parties converging, Ning Tao took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "All monks obey my order and march to the imperial mausoleum with me. Anyone who encounters a child will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

The sound spread in all directions, deafening.

Seeing the large number of figures disappearing from sight, Li Zhen gave a complicated sigh, hoping that they would succeed immediately.

Suddenly, he subconsciously pulled out his cell phone, and there was an urgent message on it that came from an hour ago.

When I clicked it and took a look, my face turned pale with fright!

"The defense line of the Zhang Family Military Region was completely defeated by the monks from the Kunlun Realm...Currently...the whereabouts are unknown...!"

"not good!"

He looked towards Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum with a panicked expression...

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A large number of monks rushed towards the imperial mausoleum like bees. Ning Tao kept his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Moulton and Li Yi both said something before they died, the White Lotus Sect and the Blood Clan, could it be them?

And what kind of century-old plan is that?

Mr. Mo and the others had investigated at the beginning, and it turned out that the White Lotus Sect had completely gone into hiding, and had never initiated any incidents again. It was so low-key that people could forget about him, but there were still many questions that could not be clarified.

Why did they come to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum?

Did they already know about the star core?

Looking up, the thirteen gods in the sky gave him some confidence, not to mention that this was their territory, China.

The distance of several thousand meters is very far for ordinary people, but it only takes a moment for monks. A deep pit with a radius of one thousand meters soon appears in the sight, and there are traces of new soil.

This...is the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?

This question popped up in everyone's mind at the same time. Aren't there terracotta warriors and horses and other buildings here?

Mo Lao took one step forward and immediately looked into the pit with a pair of turbid eyes, but the next second he was stunned.

More than a dozen people couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Ning Tao and others came to the edge of the pit and took a panoramic view of everything in the pit. There were three things that attracted his attention.

The pit is very neat. In one place are piles of corpses of thousands of people, but they are all shriveled. The blood has gathered into a large reservoir, and the blood pond is like the core of the formation, and flows to the stone gate!

The three places are like an industrial process!

At this moment, the ancestor of Huashan glanced around and said angrily: "Damn bastards, you bunch of bastards did it. You dare to kill my Huashan disciples and seek death!"

"Huashan Sword Technique, Taiyue Three Green Pines!"

Lian Shen's full blow was like a tough bamboo being bent, and then ejected like a sharp arrow.

"kill!"

The group of people in the pit had already noticed and felt the coming of this powerful force, and many people's expressions changed drastically.

A black-robed figure snorted coldly and was about to take action, but the other person, Cao Bin, was faster than him. A sinister ghost claw poked out from the mist, like a ghost crawling out.

"Old guy, you're looking for death!"

The ghost claws grabbed the sword blade with a domineering attitude.

When the ancestor of Huashan saw that he was a young boy, he immediately slashed out his sword with disdain. He was a creature who didn't know whether to live or die.

But the next second, his sword light was easily crushed by the ghost claws, and it was caught out of the air with a majestic feeling that enveloped the world.

What?

The Huashan Patriarch's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly slashed out the sword energy in his hand with all his strength. Each of the three levels of sword energy was stronger than the last.

However, the ghost claw actually broke through the three levels of sword energy and scratched his chest hard under his horrified gaze.

"Wow……!"

The ancestor of Huashan spurted out blood and flew backwards in an instant.

But at this moment, another figure suddenly appeared. It was the black-robed vampire who had been eyeing him eagerly before.

He slapped him with one palm and tried to take his life.

The ancestor of Huashan looked pale, and the wound on his chest made it difficult for him to use his strength. He was unable to resist a move by a god.

Suddenly, the surrounding void trembled, and the face of the black-robed vampire suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his hand to fight.

"Pure Yang Taixian Seal!"

A terrifying palm print appeared from the void, instantly defeating the black-robed vampire's palm power, and then stamped on his chest.

"Bang!"

With one seal, he was forced back to the divine realm.

Ning Tao appeared with a black face, grabbed the Huashan ancestor and immediately retreated, while the black-robed vampire was also neutralized by Cao Bin.

Before stopping, two figures rushed out again.

"Zhenwu Mahamudra!"

A huge Daoyun palm print was struck boldly.

"The Blood Demon's Sky-Climbing Hand!"

A pair of bloody hands grabbed it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two attacks collided powerfully. In an instant, the wind surged and the power exploded.

"laugh……!"

Ning Tao groaned and slid back to the Huashan Ancestor's side, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

"Tap tap...!"

Cao Bin was knocked back several steps by the overbearing force, but his dark red pupils turned an abnormal scarlet color.

"Ning...Tao!"

Listening to this roar, the latter's face turned slightly gloomy. He didn't expect to meet Cao Bin here so soon.

In the blink of an eye, he and the Huashan Patriarch were surrounded by the White Lotus Sect monks and the Thirteen Blood Clans...

In the sky, Mo Lao stared at Shimen for a moment.

He felt space fluctuations from this thing, and the two black and white figures also opened their eyes.

"Mo Yuntian, long time no see!"

The white lotus flashed as the white-robed old man spoke.

Mr. Mo smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Old Mo Bai, haven't you been avoiding me on purpose? Have you been hiding from me for decades just to complete such a thing?"

"Tch...it's obvious that you can't come out in Kunlun Mountain, so why should you say that I'm hiding? Thinking about those old friends of ours, now it's almost just you and me."

Bai Laomo raised his head and said with complicated eyes.
Chapter completed!