No one expected that today in this Mount of Burial, two supreme artifacts suddenly appeared before the tomb of Emperor Yi.

And they are all supreme artifacts that have not been born for a long time and only exist in the legend.

Watching Li Yunyi and the other two disappear into the light gate, and watching the colorful colorful fire phoenix wings disappear, many people were shocked and silent for a long time.

"First, the Young Emperor Yang Yu was in charge of the 'mirage' in front, and behind, the candidate emperor's son Li Yunyi and the 'Colorful Fire Phoenix Wings' in back, the treasures in the tomb of Emperor Yi this time must be between the two."

"Oh! I just regret that we are shallow in our background and have no chance of being with the legendary supreme artifact. If it weren't for this, how could the treasure in the tomb of Emperor Yi be obtained by both of them?"

"Don't be stunned, go and take a look. We don't have the chance to interfere in the Great Emperor's treasures, but we have the chance to divide the funeral objects, scraps and so on."

"That's right. How can you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den? As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger! If you want to obtain the treasures buried by Emperor Yi, you must go deep into the tomb."

After a brief riot, human figures, or huge beast shadows and demon shadows, appeared in front of the Light Gate.

At this time, they no longer hid their worries, took out their treasures, wrapped them tightly, and rushed into the light gate.

After a moment, the mountain of Burial became as quiet as death.

It was not until this time that the vulgar dragon breathed a sigh of relief.

It wiped the sweat beads on its forehead and laughed: "These turtle calfs have finally entered, but I'm so suffocating to death."

Lin Yi's mood also relaxed a lot. The pressure surrounded by the saints was like a hundred thousand mountains, which made him feel a little breathless.

"Let's go, master. We will rush in and grab the treasure."

The vulgar dragon was ready to beat his hands and said to Lin Yi in a hurry.

Lin Yi stood up, stretched his waist, looked at it in anger, and said, "Don't worry, let them go in and compete first. In the end, we will act at the opportunity and reap the power of the fisherman."

The vulgar dragon curled his lips unhappily, suppressing the urgency in his heart, and said depressedly: "Okay, listen to you."

Lin Yi walked towards the light gate, and he carefully observed the light gate with a real vision.

Under the real vision, the colorful light gate is actually black, it is an endless darkness, like the giant mouth of a prehistoric giant beast, hideous and terrifying!

Lin Yi blinked, calmed down, and when he looked at it from a real perspective again, the dark portal, which was as big as a mouth, had a hint of warmth.

Lin Yi felt that inexplicable call again!

"How could this happen? Could it be that I had an illusion?!"

Lin Yi's heart was shocked.

If this feeling only occurs once or twice, Lin Yi can think that he has an illusion, but if this feeling occurs several times and several times, it is definitely not an illusion.

"I'll go in and take a look anyway."

After making up his mind, Lin Yi looked at the dark dark portal, gritted his teeth, and thought to take out the green copper tripod from the lotus space. He jumped into the tripod with a vulgar dragon, and then drove the green copper tripod into the light gate...

...

Sirius Field, above the Holy Mountain.

This is a small courtyard with beautiful environment, surrounded by fences, and various unknown rare and elusive plants are planted in the courtyard.

There are four pillars of Thunder God Vine, which is thick with a bowl mouth, and grows windingly and twists and turns to the sky. The vines shaped like giant trees in the sky are shining with dense thunder patterns.

These four pillars of Thunder God vines are planted at four corners of the fence, like four giant pillars that hold the sky.

The courtyard doesn't seem big, but there is a unique world inside.

A row of neatly arranged spiritual plants, an old medicinal field with aura, and abrupt and unique hills are arranged in an orderly manner in the courtyard.

There are countless spiritual springs flowing in the middle, surrounding and watering the entire courtyard and nourishing the entire plantation.

In the center of the yard, there is a huge fallen sycamore tree.

The wind blew, and the huge sycamore tree whirled and countless yellow leaves fell.

There is a stone table under the tree, and two people sit on both sides of the stone table.

There was a chessboard on the table and the two were playing games.

One of them was tall and powerful. Even if he sat there quietly, his blood was still surging like a wave, and his momentum was long, like a mountain surrounded by the sea, like a mountain in the center of the Tianhe River.

This person is Yang Zhundi, one of the five ancestors of the Holy Mountain, and Yang Yunzhi.

Opposite Emperor Yang Zhun was sitting a listless old man. The little old man was skinny and had a big head. There were only a few clusters of white hair on his shiny head, and his face was full of wrinkles. He was sick, like a tragic old man.

But Yang Yunzhi would never be deceived by the old man's appearance. He would come here every three hundred years to play a game of chess with the old man.

Three thousand years ago, when he first met the old man, this was the old man.

Three thousand years have passed, and the old man's appearance has not changed at all, but has become increasingly returning to nature.

"Senior, how do you think of the tomb of Emperor Yi reappearing in the world?"

Yang Yunzhi was undecided in twisting the chess piece and asked the old man on the other side respectfully.

The old man's wrinkled eyelids slightly raised, looked at Yang Yunzhi's eyes and smiled, "Is it because Yunzhi was also moved by the tomb of the Yidi Emperor?"

Yang Yunzhi smiled frankly and said, "It's false to say that he is not moved. You have to know that it is the tomb of Emperor Yi."

"Since you're moved, then go in."

The old man's face was filled with smiles, and his wrinkled face was shaped like walnut skin, but it gave people a hint of warmth.

Yang Yunzhi smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, don't joke about me. If I could enter, I would have gone to the Burial God Mountain. With our cultivation level, I am afraid that even the light gate leading to the tomb will not be able to enter."

The old man smiled and said, "That's right. Since he knows that he can't get in, why bother here to worry about it?"

"It's just... I'm a little unwilling to accept it after all."

Yang Yunzhi sighed.

The quasi-emperor sighed and thunder broke out in a radius of thousands of miles!

The old man looked at him with a smile, his eyes hidden among the wrinkles were like a lancet, and even Emperor Yang did not dare to look directly at him.

"But listen to the teachings of the seniors."

Yang Yunzhi lowered his head and said respectfully.

The old man smiled and said, "The sand that I can't catch is raised casually. It's not that you are unwilling to give up, you are too greedy. You are greedy for fame, profit, and cherish your feathers. Knowing that the tomb of Yidi Emperor appeared and you could not enter, you let your son enter it, and even brought a 'mirage'. But it is still unknown whether your son went to Yidi Emperor's tomb here or whether it was a disaster or a blessing..."

Yang Yunzhi's old face turned red when he was sarcastic by the old man, but when he heard the old man's words, he immediately became nervous.

"Senior, what do you mean? Are you saying that Yu Qian will be in danger?"

Yang Yunzhi leaned forward and looked at the old man opposite him with a burning look.

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