"We..." Xuanyuan asked Jing and said, and then he realized that his voice was a little dry and his voice was hoarse. Not only him, but everyone was shocked by the power of the two guns just now.

Even Elder Siam weighed it himself and asked himself that he would be useless after getting hit like this.

He looked at Yu Jiulong beside him, and the two exchanged their eyes, and they all understood the meaning: Fortunately, there was that thing.

"Can we go through it safely?" Xuanyuan asked Jing very suspicious.

Wu Luo was actually not worried at all. The shield in Meng Lianen's hand was a guarantee of safety, but he was about to answer, but suddenly he felt something and turned around.

"Brother-in-law!"

A loud scream came from the entrance of the Immortal Tomb, and Zhu Jin's face changed: "It's the second brother!"

"Brother-in-law, where are you? Things are wrong!" Zhu Hong shouted and ran towards the immortal tomb quickly. Wu Luo didn't care about the immortal tomb in front of him, and pulled the two girls back quickly.

Yu Jiulong and Siam Elder unexpectedly: "Wu Luo, you won't go in to the Immortal Tomb"

Wu Luo ran and said, "Look at what happened first. If it was really what I expected before, there would be a big trouble!"

Elder Siam and Yu Jiulong felt in a dilemma. The Immortal Tomb was dangerous. Without Wu Luo and the others, they were not sure that they could find the thing even if they had that immortal weapon in their hands. Helplessly, they had to follow Wu Luo and return.

When he arrived behind the first green tomb, Wu Luo raised his palm and the Divine Sword Tianxing was about to slash at the huge copper lock. A strange thing happened at this time. The Divine Sword Tianxing clearly hadn't touched the copper lock, and the copper lock split into two halves with a loud bang, with neat cuts and falling to the ground, and the two stone doors also opened.

Others looked like Wu Luo was showing great power, slashing the copper lock with one sword, and at the same time the sword energy stormed, rushing the stone door open.

But only Wu Luo himself understood that the Divine Sword Tianxing had no contact with the copper lock.

Although the Divine Sword Tian Xingfanhu approached the copper lock without limit, he had absolutely no contact!

If Wu Luo did not have the Blue Butterfly Seal to teach sword skills in the high-level world, he might have been blinded by himself, thinking that the copper lock was vulnerable.

He was shocked, and Zhu Hong's voice came from outside again. He didn't have time to think so much, so Wu Luo rushed in quickly.

The magic sword Tianxing was still in his hand. Because of the copper lock, he did not dare to relax. This strange situation seemed to be like this immortal tomb tempting him into the first green tomb again.

But he rushed past the first green tomb and came out of the stone gate smoothly, but nothing happened. Even everyone around him was safe and sound.

Wu Luo muttered for a while, and couldn't look at Meng Lianen on the side: It seems that after Meng Lianen came in, good luck has always been with everyone. Could it be that this Huaishan River Immortal Tomb is not the "destiny" of fate for Meng Lianen, but a "turn"?

Meng Lianen told Wu Luo from the beginning that he had a special feeling of peace and quietness about who is in the mountains and rivers. After coming in, Meng Lianen always looked confused. Wu Luo was misled from the beginning, and later, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Meng Lianen's chance of the Huaishan River Immortal Tomb was a destination of destiny.

This destination is the end of this life, but it is a new beginning for the path of cultivation, and it may very well mean a smooth road to the Golden Avenue, similar to Wu Luo's own rebirth of the body-taking.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law,..." Zhu Hong shouted, and the two sides finally met. Zhu Hong's face was covered in blood. Zhu Jin was startled when he saw it and almost cried. He grabbed Zhu Hong's arm: "Second brother, you, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Hong waved his hand and hurriedly said to Wu Luo: "Here, come!"

Wu Luo's heart sank: "Why is that devil here?"

Zhu Hong looked frightened: "Yes! Demon ants all over the sky, go quickly, they may not be able to hold on..."

Now in the cultivation world, the only one who is called the devil is the guy who uses the secret technique of the Heavenly Ant Gu Soul. The chief of the Jiuyin Taoist was shocked: "That devil is really so powerful, there are thousands of cultivators outside!"

Wu Luo's face looked ugly: "The more people there are, the more trouble it is. The devil swallows the creatures and increases his skills. Those outside are great things to him!"

Wu Luo was about to walk out with big strides, but Zhu Jin was about to cry: "My second brother..."

Wu Luo took out Lu Nianwu's spiritual pill and sent it to Zhu Jin: "He was not seriously injured, don't worry."

Zhu Hong and his sister grew up under Zhu Qingjiang's wings since childhood and had never been injured. When they saw their brother's miserable behavior, Zhu Jin was completely panicked and did not investigate how serious Zhu Hong was injured.

Zhu Hong was actually scratched by a group of gold-eating sky fire ants, his face covered in blood, but he was not injured much.

Zhu Hong followed everyone out while taking the pill. Meng Lianen walked at the end. No one knew that the shield in his hand began to become hot again. The heat seemed to be about to leave a deep mark in his soul!

As soon as Wu Luo came out of the tomb of Huaishanhe Immortal, he was shocked by the situation in front of him.

He had thought that the situation would be bad, but he didn't expect it to be so bad!

The two sides of the Huaishan River have become a world of purgatory. The sky is completely blocked by the black and red gold-eating sky fire ant colony, and dark red fire clouds are everywhere. The poisonous fire on the ground is burning everywhere. The foundation of Wuzhuang Temple has become a scorched earth. Screams keep sounding, and the monks fight each other. The crazy laughter of the demon keeps ringing, and the terrifying gold-eating sky fire ant fly around, like a storm of death. Every time it rages, countless monks scream and become his tonic.

"Hahaha! It's so good, so good, so much bloody food, fresh, delicious, haha,..."

The vast yam rivers and rivers have been imprisoned and unable to flow. Against the backdrop of fire clouds and poisonous fire, this section of the yam river is like a huge solidified blood clot!

Suddenly, the gold-eating sky fire ant colony flying around in the sky suddenly stopped and quickly gathered into a group, slowly forming a huge human form.

The man turned his eyes and slowly turned around to face the iron chain bridge.

"It's you!"

The gold-eating sky fire ants kept colliding, making the strange sound that made people get goosebumps.

This voice, coupled with the devil's resentful tone, makes people feel even more creepy.

Wu Luo looked at the devastated surrounding him and shook his head in pain: "The evil is full of evil, you are destroying yourself!"

"Hmph"..." The devil sneered: "But I'm getting stronger and stronger."

A group of monks took advantage of the devil's talk to Wu Luo and quietly retreated to the edge. The devil's head did not look back and pointed his hand suddenly. A group of gold-eating sky fire ants appeared on the heads of those people in an instant, followed by a scream.

"You are all my food. If you are kept in captivity, no one can escape!"

"Ah" With a roar, a light golden flame spurted out of a monk's body, forcing the surrounding gold-eating sky fire ants away, and roared to the sky: "The left and right are dead, everyone fights with him!" Thousands of monks were rampant by a demon, and the monks were already suppressed and about to explode. His roar immediately dozens of people responded and pounced on the demon from all directions.

There are many masters among these people. Ten people started together, and the blood clouds in the sky were squeezed out a little, and the sunlight in the sky shone down.

"Hahaha," the devil laughed: "It's coming!"

With a big mouth of the devil, countless gold-eating sky fire ants flew out and divided into ten groups of mortals in front of him. Each group swallowed a monk in it, and immediately a series of screams came."

Wu Luo raised his hand and ten dark golden spiritual texts flew out. Each spiritual text flew towards a group of gold-eating sky fire ants.

"You only have this method? The progress is too slow. This move is useless to me." The devil sneered.

Wu Luo asked lightly: "Really?"

All ten spiritual texts penetrated into the group of gold-devouring sky fire ants. The demon was still holding on at first, trying to completely devour the spiritual texts with the gold-devouring sky fire ants, but after persisting for a while, he finally couldn't stand it and let go of the gold-devouring sky fire ants with a loud roar.

“Buzz…”

All ten groups of gold-eating sky fire ants dispersed, and the corpses of the gold-eating sky fire ants that were eroded by the dark golden spiritual patterns also fell down.

"Okay!" The monks around cheered loudly, extremely inspiring.

Since this demon appeared, it has been invincible and no one can stop it. It seems that all magic weapons, talismans, and spells are useless in front of him. Now, someone can finally restrain the demon, and everyone seems to see hope again.

"Good boy, I admit that I can't do anything to you now, but you can't stop me, hahaha!" The devil was not angry. With a loud roar, the group of gold-eating sky fire ants condensed into a human form dispersed, and countless fist-sized gold-eating sky fire ants were flying all over the sky. The devil continued to shout: "You want to be the only ones? How many spiritual texts can you release at a time? Can you save them? Hahaha..."

The gold-eating sky fire ants flying all over the sky rushed down everywhere, screaming in a while. At least hundreds of monks were attacked, and the distribution range was very wide. There were battlefields everywhere on both sides of the Huaishan River.

"It's too late, you can't do it at all!" the devil yelled.

Wu Luo's face was extremely ugly. The devil was right. Even if he could release hundreds of spiritual texts drawn by dark gold wizard power in an instant, he would not have taken care of so many people at the same time.

What's more, the spiritual literature combined with the dark gold wizard power is the branch of the spiritual literature of the divine beast in the Huaishan River Immortal Tomb. Wu Luo has a limited understanding of this spiritual literature. He can only release at most thirty pieces at a time. It was his limit just now.

Screams kept coming, mixed with more cry for help.

(Monthly tickets are very important, everyone wants them very much.) (To be continued)
Chapter completed!