1383: C1383 Forces

C1383 Forces

Countless figures descended down the mountain. Fortunately, it was a dark cloud that covered the city. Otherwise, the tourists at the foot of the mountain would have been scared stiff. At the foot of the mountain stood all sorts of people dressed in all sorts of strange clothing. Each of them formed a circle as they guarded themselves against each other. At the same time, they looked at the Mountain Meng with burning hot eyes.

The opening of the Heavenly Tomb was a rare opportunity.

The security guard who was in charge of guarding the gate to the Mountain Meng scenic spot noticed that many people were at the foot of the mountain, and immediately went up to check. He felt that it was strange that so many people wanted to climb the mountain in the disastrous weather.

Standing in the doorway was a man and a woman in minority attire. They were around forty years old and had dark skin, as if they had been working in the fields all year round and were tanned by the sun. The two of them carried bamboo baskets on their backs, and were covered by a layer of black cloth. It was hard to see what was inside, except for the buzzing of insects and the strange cold air that was emanating from their bodies.

The security guard shivered and said, "It's forbidden to climb the mountain in the middle of a rainy day. Why are you still here? Come back when it's clear."

A few of the middle-aged women in civilian clothing smiled at the security guards, "Brother, we're standing at the foot of the mountain and haven't gone up yet."

The security officer seemed to want to say something, but then he shook his head and said, "That won't do. You all should leave."

A tiny worm flew out of the bamboo basket and tried to get into the guard's mouth. However, the woman caught the bug and shook her head at her husband, "We are not responsible."

The security guard sighed, "You guys, I didn't know you liked taking risks at this age. In the past, many tourists also had the same thought, but after entering the Mountain Meng, they died. It's not that I'm trying to scare you guys, but Mountain Meng is very dangerous in this kind of weather. "

However, the two of them refused to heed his advice. The security guard wanted to make a phone call.

Suddenly.

The security guard fainted on the ground, but he didn't die.

The middle-aged man said coldly, "You're just like an ant. Why didn't you let me kill him?" "It's too much of a hindrance."

The woman complained, "We haven't left Miao stronghold for sixty years. We came out this time because of a lucky chance. There are too many experts in the Heavenly Tomb this time, there is no lack of enemies with Miao Territory. The experts from the Huaxia Military have probably returned as well. "

The middle-aged man sneered and said disdainfully, "If it wasn't for the fact that the old man from the Military God bullied him, Master wouldn't have been so heavily injured that he would have chosen the wrong path. This debt had yet to be settled with him. If anyone from the military comes, I'll kill them. "

The middle-aged woman anxiously scolded: "You haven't entered yet, don't spout nonsense. This is not Miao Territory. Wait until we enter the Heavenly Tomb. "

The middle-aged man was obviously very scared of his wife, so he quickly lowered his head without saying a word.

This weird couple was standing on the mountaineering road. Strangely, no one else was around. This was because each black bug drew out a forbidden area of thirty meters, so who would dare to enter and take the attack from the Venomous Insect? The two of them came from the Miao Territory, and they were the descendants of the Venomous Insect King, so their Gu techniques were extremely powerful.

Beneath the feet of the Mountain Meng, experts were not standing out of the other entrances.

The Miao Territory husband and wife were just occupying this small path.

A line of Cadillacs entered from the street at the foot of the Mountain Meng and stopped at the entrance to the largest climbing passageway. The light illuminated the pitch black Mountain Meng. At this moment, the Mountain Meng had sunk into darkness, and they had entered the night ahead of time.

One by one, nine men wearing white robes got off the carriage. Their auras were extremely tyrannical, and were only slightly weaker than the leader that Yang Ping had killed before. A total of nine Wise Warriors had condensed into a destructive force, preventing the rain from falling onto the ground. It was evaporated by a strong Spiritual Force.

After the nine of them got off, they stood side by side in the rain, as if they were waiting for someone.

"When the Heavenly Tomb opens, it's extremely rare to see it again. "Indeed, it is one of the most mysterious places in China. Just the electromagnetic field is able to reject all detection equipment, and this power is close to that of a god." An old man came down from the carriage last. He was not bald, but had a head full of white hair. His face was full of beard, and his gaze was like lightning.

"Leader."

The nine of them bowed.

A powerful aura spread out, causing the experts on the streets to dare to rush forward. They were all considered experts. Although they were hidden in hotels, they could feel the terror of the wise, and their hearts began to gush out cold air. The power of this wise man was enough to flatten a third-rate holy land. Furthermore, the old man leading them possessed unfathomable strength. He was one with nature, and could command nature.

This was a wise man's strongest existence.

Absolute leader.

The wise men of Mi Country were all strange humans, they were naturally strong Spiritual Force, with blue blood and no hair. Once hair is grown, it is equivalent to jumping out of the life force of a wise man and becoming another level of life. The leaders of the wise also have their divisions. Although the leader that Yang Ping had killed was very strong, she was still the weakest leader amongst the wise men. And the white-haired old man in front of him was the true leader of the wise men.

Every move he made was imbued with the will of the heavens.2

This was clearly an Empyrean level expert, and a terrifying person who was proficient in Spiritual Force s at that.

"The Heavenly Tomb hasn't opened yet, we still have about an hour. Let's go up the mountain and meet some old friends." The white-haired wise man smiled, his eyes were gloomy, as if he had seen through the darkness of the Mountain Meng, and slowly began to climb the mountain.

The nine powerful sages followed without a sound.

Just after the wise men had climbed the mountain, another group of people arrived.

There were only three of them.

A young man wearing a golden robe and two armored Saint Knight s had their blood and energy soaring to the sky, not allowing anyone to enter. Saint Knight was considered the top fighting strength in the Holy See, equivalent to Great Saint Stage, but the two Saint Knight were led by the golden-robed young man. The young man held a scepter in his hand. Unlike the leaders of the wise, the scepter was inlaid with precious gems that were priceless. At the same time, it hid the most holy aura of light.

"I feel evil."

The young man closed his eyes, inhaled the dark air of Mountain Meng and said pitifully.

"The air in China is too dirty, we are here to cleanse them."

The young man shook his head and sighed before walking up the mountain. Two Saint Knight s protected him from the left and right.

"Young Saint." An old laughter came from the mountain, followed by the wise leader. He appeared on the mountain road, looking down at the golden-robed youth and the two Saint Knight s, "I didn't expect that the Church would send you here. It seems the Church is determined to get that thing."

The young Saint was the next Pope of the Holy See.

"Nicholas, you aren't staying in the Maya ruin, what are you doing in Dragon City?" Saint taught him a lesson with an aloof tone. "This is a place that blasphemes against the gods. We have to wipe out the darkness and welcome life."

"How dare you! How dare you speak to the leader like that!" A wise man came forward and scolded.

Saint sneered. At a glance, he saw that the air was warping and streams of holy aura were being shot out, extracting pure power from the Light Dimension. This showed that the young Saint had already obtained the recognition of the Light Dimension.

The Dimensional of Light was an extremely powerful Dimensional that cleansed evil.

The facial expression of the wise man who had come forward to berate them changed drastically. Before he could retaliate, the Power of Light entered his body and let out a miserable howl. One after another, Power of Light s shot out from his seven orifices.

He sighed, "Why would Saint make things difficult for us?"

With a wave of his hand, he cut off the power of the Light Dimensional Realm.

The Saint saw that the leader had casually broken his attack and felt a chill in his heart.

What an old monster.

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