The palm-sized cyan wooden plaque flickered in the glow, appearing and disappearing, but it attracted everyone's attention.

Trembling, the wooden sign suddenly turned into a zhang size, and suddenly flashed out of thousands of feet of green light, blocking out all the glow of the young man.

Even though it was far away, Wang Mo still clearly felt that the six big characters that appeared on the wooden plaque - the spirit position of the Qingling Immortal Master.

"Three bows!"

The young man suddenly turned his head, and bowed respectfully three times towards the tablet.

All the Spirit Void Realm powerhouses on the high platform also stood up and saluted respectfully, even if they were monks watching from the outside.

After several hours and countless cumbersome etiquette, we finally ushered in the ** of this grand event.

Everyone stared with bated breath, looking at the movements of those spirits on the high platform for a moment.

I saw four strong men with awe-inspiring breaths walking out of it, and there was a young monk who presided over the assembly at the beginning, and with a wave of his hand, he offered twelve tokens of different brilliance.

With the blessing of their respective spells, they turned into streamers and disappeared into the tablet in the sky in an instant.

There was a roar, and a circle of brilliance visible to the naked eye instantly spread, and suddenly returned again, all of which condensed into the tablet, and what made Wang Mo's pupils below suddenly shrink was that a figure in green clothes suddenly walked out of the tablet.

"Green Spirit Immortal Master!"

On and off the stage, everyone bowed down and saluted.

But this figure, but expressionless, obviously just a phantom, indifferent eyes did not move in the slightest, and suddenly spoke: "Qingling Tomb, the one hundred and eighth time to open!"

As soon as the words fell, his hands suddenly danced, and a huge and indescribable coercion rose to the sky, and even the dozens of Spirit Void Realm powerhouses on the high platform changed slightly.

I saw that as his hands danced, the Dao Dao green mangs suddenly erupted, and then converged in one place, turning into a circle of vortices in the void.

"Disciples, listen to the order, enter!"

Seeing this, the monk raised his voice.

Suddenly, at the front of the high platform, more than 100 figures suddenly surged with green rays around their bodies, instantly rising into the sky, turning into streamers and rushing towards the vortex.

At the same time, Wang Mo crushed the jade slip in his hand, and suddenly burst out towards the azure mang, wrapping all of his body, and shocking all the people around him.

The original magic trick moved, and the green shadow, which had no image, suddenly turned his head, somehow changed the magic trick in both hands, and then leaned forward with one hand.

Before the dozens of Spirit Void Realm overlords could react, they grabbed Qinghong and threw it into the whirlpool, and it itself disappeared.

As all the cultivators entered it, the vortex of the void, after a few breaths, also disappeared without a trace.

"Who the hell is that?"

The young monk's face was a little solemn, and no one who was presiding over such a grand event, when such an accident happened, his mood was not much better.

But the Qingling tomb guards shot too fast, and even if they were them, they were taken away before they had time to release their divine sense.

"Seal this place, no matter what, don't let this person leave!"

The major powerhouses are not in a good mood, and the Qingling Festival has been countless years, even though not many people have obtained its core treasures, but every time it is opened, there will be good treasures.

This kind of abnormal movement made them feel bad, and they suspected that someone had obtained a special method.

You must know that anyone who can enter the tomb of Qingling is protected by special talismans, and these talismans will be retrieved afterwards and kept by the major powerhouses, and outsiders will not get them at all, and the number is certain.

......

"Is this the Qingling Cemetery? It's not much different from the space inside the Zhenyuan Tower!"

In a peculiar space, Wang Mo's figure staggered a few steps, stood firm, and looked around, as for the Zhenyuan Tower guard who had taken him here, he had long since disappeared.

So far, he has entered a lot of small spatial domains, but he faintly feels that the barriers in this space are much more fragile than those in Zhenyuan Pagoda and Nirvana Desert Ridge.

Because here, he can faintly perceive, although he can detect it in Zhenyuan Tower, but that is because he can now be said to be half the owner of Zhenyuan Tower.

In the Nirvana Barren Mountains, he didn't feel the existence of the space barrier at all.

As far as the eye can see, it is a majestic palace complex that covers an area of hundreds of miles, and there are already more than 100 rays of light rising to the sky and rushing towards the palace.

"Open!"

Without much hesitation, after all the monks from the states around him who had entered this place had left, Wang Mo leaned forward with one hand, and the tower in the far side of the town suddenly flashed.

As the magic technique changed, the whirlpool below it spun out, and a dark green figure suddenly appeared, which was Gu Cangsong, who had turned into a young monk.

"Qingling Cemetery!"

As soon as he appeared, Gu Cangsong noticed the familiar aura, suddenly showed excitement, and hurriedly turned around, "Meet the Lord!"

As he said, the tomb guard will only prevent monks who have passed the early stage of the Nirvana Realm from entering it when they enter it, but in it, it will not appear, especially when it is covered by the aura of ancient pines, which is originally a living creature in the tomb, and there will be no mistakes.

"You hide your figure, don't attract attention!"

Wang Mo nodded and waved his sleeves casually.

"Yes!"

Gu Cangsong leaned over, the dark green light around his body flickered, and his body turned into a finger-sized body, and he disappeared into Wang Mo's sleeve robe for a moment.

"Lead the way!"

Without too much delay, Wang Mo set up a retreat, and according to the dark guidance of Gu Cangsong, he hurriedly fled towards the palace group.

In the tomb space, due to the limitations of special rules, Wang Moyun was more than a hundred times slower than the outside world, let alone others.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a place that could have been reached by a dozen breaths finally appeared in front of me.

Wang Mo entered the gate in a flash, and as far as the eye could see, many palace gates in it had already been broken, and there was no figure, all of them went inside.

didn't stop long, according to the direction of Gu Cangsong's exploration, Wang Mo chose a place with few people to escape, spent most of the day's effort, opened many defensive prohibitions, and arrived at the department.

At this time, outside these palace pavilions, there were already many figures like the Qingyi guards, but they looked extremely wooden, and they were the Qingling puppets refined by the Qingling Immortal Master before returning to the ruins.

The cultivation of these puppets, all of them have the cultivation of the early stage of the Nirvana Realm, and even the cultivation of the Nirvana Realm, which emerges in endlessly, and over the years, I don't know how many times they have been broken, but they have never been reduced.

Wang Mo was attached to Gu Cangsong's body with a layer of his aura, which was no different from that of the tomb guards, and he was not worried about being besieged, and he walked through the many stunned guards and arrived at the next entrance.

However, at this time, in front of this entrance, there were already three humanoid objects with different shapes, different from those of Muna's guard puppets.

"Lord be careful, these three puppets have monks!"

Gu Cangsong's words came from his mind, Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the three puppets without a trace.

As far as he knew, over the years, many of the major sects in Dongzhou had been interested in the tomb of the Qingling Immortal Master, after all, it was the inheritance of a strong immortal master.

It's just that there are a few major sects that have taken the lead, and they have selected many proud sons of sects in the twelve states to be included in the sect, and these sects have restrained each other and deterred stronger sects.

This is the root cause of the Qingling Tomb, which has not been broken by the outside sect for so many years.

If it weren't for this, even if it was a few Qingling tombs, which were so obviously known, they would have already been broken by the powerhouses of the Dao Spirit Realm, and more, the Qingling tombs would have become the experience of the pride of these sects.

And now there is a puppet that can make an envoy, and the breath is exactly the same as the puppet in the Qingling tomb, obviously someone has cracked the puppet method of the Qingling Immortal Master, so as to obtain the treasure inside.

"Hey, it's a god junior, and you can still break here!"

Just as Wang Mo was looking at the three puppets, it was obvious that they had also discovered Wang Mo's arrival.

Being able to go all the way here, the three of them relied on the same puppets as those guards with their breath, and they were not intercepted in the slightest, but Wang Mo's appearance here as a god cultivator surprised them greatly.

"Boy, hand over the reason why you came here, and let you live!"

The huge puppet came with a rough voice, obviously seeing Wang Mo as a lamb to the slaughter.

"Two senior brothers, don't make trouble, right?"

The last puppet came with a crisp female voice.

"Senior Sister Wanxi, although this time it is a joint effort between you and me, but whether or not you can obtain the inheritance of the Qingling Immortal Master in the end depends on your ability, this person appeared for no reason, it is quite weird, and you can't stay!"

In the puppet that took the lead, a voice came again, obviously not intending to let Wang Mo go.

"Brother Zhou is right, I waited for the elders of the sect to make so much effort to refine three puppets with the same breath as the tomb, and sent us into this place, in order to get the inheritance of my wife, and there is no room for the slightest difference!"

The rough voice, the urn sounded the urn airway.

"This ......"

The crisp female voice, slightly hesitant.

Seeing that no one was talking about his life and death, Wang Mo shook his head slightly and said, "Are you finished?"

"Boy, tell me how you managed to avoid those sixth-order puppets, and give you a happy death!"

Although they were a little surprised by Wang Mo's ability, the two men still calmly regarded Wang Mo as a dying person.

With their cultivation, coupled with this talisman puppet, don't say that a junior who transforms into a god and is a great consummation, even if he is a great power in the Nirvana Realm, he can't eat and walk around.

"Kill!"

Since the other party didn't plan to let him go, Wang Mo didn't need to talk nonsense with him, and lightly instructed Gu Cangsong with his sleeves.

Listening to the three of them talking about how to determine the life and death of their master, Gu Cangsong couldn't help but be annoyed, and suddenly burst out of his sleeve.

He didn't even transform into his true body, so he rushed towards the three.

"How daring!"

The two of them were taken aback, Wang Mo dared to take the lead in such a situation, and commanded the puppet to kill without hesitation.

But what frightened them was that just as the three of them joined forces to strike a blow, they suddenly felt a majestic pressure coming to them, and when their hearts were agitated, the mana in their bodies suddenly appeared a little sluggish, and they fell to the ground with a muffled snort.

"Spirit Void Overlord!"

With a sharp roar, mixed with endless fear, the three huge puppets were forcibly crushed to the ground by the ancient cangpine that turned into green mangs.

Suddenly, a huge shadow flickered out, followed by two and three, and smashed down on the three.

"No ......"

The three people in the puppet watched the giant shadow shoot down in despair, and frantically used the mana in their bodies, trying to resist the attack.

As long as there is the slightest opportunity, with the background of the three of them, although they cannot resist the Spirit Void Overlord, the treasures given by the sect can resist one or two.

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