2133: C2133

C2133

Everyone silently followed him.

Within the ancient stone door was a tunnel. The long stone steps extended all the way to the end. At the end, there was a large space. There was light flickering in the distance, giving off an ancient aura.

"Wu wu!"

There was a humming sound that seemed to come from the depths of hell, causing one to feel a chill run down their spines for no reason.

Beilun Bingchen did not turn back as he walked forward step by step.

Lian Qingrong did not hesitate, and followed closely behind.

Du Shaofu did not hesitate, since there was no way out, he followed behind.

In these few minutes, the light ahead became brighter and brighter and the space they could see became wider and wider.

The whole space was permeating more and more demon qi.

Finally, a vast space appeared in front of Du Shaofu and the rest.

This space is too big. It's as vast as the starry sky, vast and boundless. There's only darkness at the end of our line of sight.

In the center of this vast space, there were a total of thirteen ancient altars floating in the air, like thirteen stars.

Looking from afar, each altar had a person sitting cross-legged, looking like a monk meditating.

"Wu wu!"

Demonic Qi hovered in the air above the thirteen altar. On each of the thirteen altar, there was an ancient gigantic chain, like nine gigantic Dragon Body s. It stretched out and finally interweaved in the middle of the thirteen altar.

In the center region of the thirteen altar, there was a maelstrom that was hundreds of thousands of meters wide. The devilish qi gushed out from it as it constantly issued wails and wails that sounded like the entrance to hell and hell.

The devilish qi poured down like a torrential downpour, like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of gods.

Streams of black devilish qi danced violently like black lightning. An extremely terrifying aura spread out and filled the vast space.

But at the exit of the whirlpool, there was a resplendent Talisman Secret Mark that was emitting light. It covered the entire whirlpool, forming a huge net of light.

No matter how violently the black demonic energy thunderbolts attacked it, it was difficult for the light net to break apart.

Du Shaofu raised his eyes and looked at the gigantic whirlpool, his heart fiercely trembling, the Spirit Lightning in his primordial spirit roared for no reason, and the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron in the Divine Que was also releasing rumbling sounds, trembling for no reason.

whoosh whoosh *

As his figure descended, Du Shaofu could also feel that many gazes were directed at him from all directions.

Du Shaofu followed their gazes and saw many familiar figures. Grandfather Jialou Batian, Jialou Jueyu, along with the grand elder of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, second elder, third elder, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, Phoenix-Blazing Saint, Feng Fenqiong, all of these experts were present.

Dongfang Qingmu, the Underworld Demon and Mo Tianhao were among them.

Not far away, Du Shaofu saw a lot of his opponents, including the Dharma Clan's Qin Honglong and the Dragon Clan s Long Qianchao.

And there were also, Hong Yue, the Purple Lotus Fairy, and some other familiar figures, as well as some existences with powerful auras. They had definitely reached the Holy Stage Cultivation level, and were ancient beings that had been hidden throughout this world.

The most frightening part of his aura came from far away.

The place was covered in demonic energy, and there were countless Evil Spirit and Devil Demonic Beast silhouettes, no less than several thousand.

The Great Demon, Seventh Devil Emperor, Eighth Demon Emperor, Jialou Jueming and the others were in the lead.

Du Shaofu frowned, his gaze becoming serious. When he entered the Coffin of Eternity, there were only a few hundred Evil Spirit and Devil Demonic Beast following him, but now that he had arrived inside the main tomb, not only did he not lose anything, there were more and more of them. This was too strange.

"Wu wu!"

The wails of ghosts and gods came out from the Devil Cult. Many of the Devil Envoy s were currently forming hand seals and muttering some sort of incantation, the distribution of Evil Spirit s and Devil Demonic Beast s, the position they were standing at had a certain kind of profound meaning, they were invisibly connected and the demonic energy was surging.

As the master of the Snow Hall, Beilun Bingchen, stepped into this space, he raised his head and looked at the thirty thousand foot whirlpool of the thirteen altar.

"Snow Ancestor."

Lian Qingrong was solemn. The Snow Ancestor was obviously still being corroded by the devil energy, so if he lost his true spirit again, then it would be unimaginable.

Du Shaofu's heart trembled, he retracted his gaze, and the Primordial Spirit Red Ass Horse Monkey's body in his Niwan Palace immediately asked Flame Thunder, whether there was any way to help Beilun Bingchen.

"There's no way around it. The demonic energy has already entered his body for a long time. His cultivation is not ordinary, and he should have some extraordinary qualities, so he can maintain his true nature. But what happens in the end, he can only rely on himself."

Flame Thunder informed Du Shaofu and his figure appeared within the crimson-blue lightning flames. His round face was in an unprecedented state, as if he had felt something and continued to speak to Du Shaofu: "This is the main tomb, the final seal has already been loosened, I'm afraid that everything is already unstoppable."

"Swish swish!"

Ripples of wind appeared as Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, Phoenix-Blazing Saint, Breeze Taoist and the others arrived at the same time, landing beside Du Shaofu. Their gazes were fixated on Beilun Bingchen.

Looking at Jialou Batian, Xuan Gu and the others, they were all more or less in a sorry state, and some of them were even wounded.

From the looks of it, they had also gone through a lot of battles before entering the main tomb.

"Great Roc Emperor!"

Mo Tianhao, Dongfang Qingmu, and the Netherworld Demon all rushed over and bowed beside Du Shaofu.

"Shaofu, what's going on?"

Jialou Batian said, he looked at Beilun Bingchen and felt the demon aura. Along the way, everyone had come into contact with the demon Qi, and they knew that the demon Qi could affect living beings.

Du Shaofu told everyone about the identity of the Snow Hall Master Beilun Bingchen and also explained the situation, not hiding anything.

"The founder of the Great Snow Mountain Faction is also alive!"

After knowing Beilun Bingchen's identity, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu and the others were also stunned.

"Demonic Qi has entered my body. If I were to be completely possessed, the consequences will be dire!"

Breeze Taoist's eyes congealed. With Beilun Bingchen's cultivation level, once he was completely bewitched, not many Holy Stage Cultivator present would be able to resist him.

"Senior, what can we do for you?"

Du Shaofu frowned, he saluted Beilun Bingchen with his head raised, and his heart was perturbed.

This was the creator of the Great Snow Mountain, if he was once again controlled by the devil energy, then he would be in deep trouble.

"The demonic energy here is very dense. I am trying to suppress it."

Beilun Bingchen said. His eyes were bloodshot and entangled with the light of ice and snow, his aura was filled with terrifying fluctuations as his gaze swept across Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, Jialou Batian, Xuan Gu and the others. He said, "If in the end I become completely bewitched, all of you do not need to hold back, do not let me leave this place!"

When the voice fell, Beilun Bingchen sat cross legged, the seal on his hand congealed, and a burst of cold Qi surged out from his body. The Talisman Secret Mark flashed, and his body was instantly covered in a thick layer of ice, as though he had turned into an ice sculpture.

Hearing Beilun Bingchen's words, the Phoenix-Blazing Saint, Breeze Taoist and the rest of the Rankers revealed respectful expressions, but they also had serious expressions.

"Snow Ancestor, please hold on!" Lian Qingrong spoke, protecting by the side with a serious expression.

Du Shaofu wanted to help, but even Flame Thunder had no other choice. All he could do was pray that the Snow Hall Master would succeed.0

Secretly taking a deep breath, Du Shaofu then bowed to Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu and the others, and asked: My dear seniors, how is the situation now?

"I don't know how many creatures have died, but …" Meng Qianhe shook his head. On the way, he had seen countless creatures die before his eyes.

Du Shaofu was not surprised, the nine great families did not allow disciples with insufficient cultivation to enter the main tomb, but there were many living beings that entered one by one to obtain the chance.

It was almost impossible for Cultivator s with cultivations below the level of Dominate Domain Stage to enter the main tomb.

Judging from the number of people in the main tomb, it was likely that the experts in the outside world who could be considered to be extraordinary had all been killed.

"There should be some extremely important people suppressing the Devil Cult there. They want to open the seal!"

Jialou Batian said as he looked at the thirty meters tall Devil Qi Swirl that was connected to the thirteen altar, with a serious expression.

"We cannot let the Devil Cult succeed!"

Du Shaofu's eyes lit up with lightning. No matter what was suppressed inside, he couldn't let his Devil Cult succeed so he said to the strong ones such as Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu and the Breeze Taoist, "Everyone join hands, there might be a chance to resist the Devil Cult."

Du Shaofu reckoned that the Great Demon King was the strongest, but he himself still had Flame Thunder as his trump card. If, Meng Qianhe and the other seniors were to join hands and block the Devil Cult, it wasn't impossible for the other Devil Emperor s to do the same.

"Child, everything is more complicated than you think. There are too many secrets in this world that you have yet to know."

Hearing that, Jialou Batian looked at Du Shaofu helplessly, and said: "Did you see those thirteen altar, there are nine great clans, Dragon Clan s, Phoenix Clan, and the ancestors of my Golden Winged Roc Clan, they blocked the Devil Cult to save the primordial spirit of that clan's Devil God, and those ancestors will continue to suppress the altar, until it is completely used up."

Hearing this, Du Shaofu's eyes trembled. Those thirteen figures of altar that looked like old monks in meditation were actually the nine great families, Dragon Clan s, ancestors of Phoenix Clan, and even the ancestors of Golden Winged Roc s.

His voice paused for a bit, then Jialou Batian continued: "This side of the world has already been sealed, the Energy of Heaven and Earth are depleting, the Holy Stage Cultivator's cultivation is declining, at this rate, sooner or later, the entire world will decline, and turn into a wasteland."

A ripple surfaced in Du Shaofu's eyes, and from Flame Thunder's mouth, he already knew everything.

Meng Qianhe looked at the thirteen figures seated cross-legged on the thirteen altar from afar. With a fluctuating light in his eyes, he said softly, "If this grave is broken, perhaps those thirteen ancestors will be able to wake up!"

pqdm.com