Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

C539 The Formation Broke Through the Tomb



C539 The Formation Broke Through the Tomb

3Five Half Step Royal King warriors from the Imperial Capital of Tianfeng came together. Fatty Mu Rong's domineering attack instantly shocked the entire crowd, and no one dared to speak a word.    
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Everyone was extremely afraid of these five men, but they were also full of anticipation, because whether or not this ancient tomb could be opened depended on them.    

    

"A Half Step Royal King grand formation, could this really be the Tomb of King Moo?"    

    

Standing in front of the ancient tomb, the old man who was wearing silk brocade frowned as he sensed the energy fluctuations coming from the grand formation around the ancient tomb. The energy contained in the grand formation puzzled him.    

    

"The Tomb of King Moo has existed for such a long time. Even if the power of the grand formation is greatly weakened, it's still possible. However, it's a pity that Senior Chen has paid such a great price for everyone. "    

    

The Half Step Royal King from the Murong family revealed a sinister smile. He looked at the ancient formation in front of him with an excited expression and stared at the tomb behind the grand formation.    

    

He was determined to obtain this ancient formation and the ancient tomb.    

    

"Murong Shaan, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."    

    

Chen Tianyi glared at Fatty Murong with a dark expression.    

    

For the sake of this so-called Tomb of King Moo, the Chen family had to pay the price of their blood, and in the end, they had to give it to everyone as a gift. How could he tolerate this?    

    

When he thought of his family members who had died tragically, Chen Tianyi really wished he could start a massacre here.    

    

"Fatty Murong, stop teasing me. For the sake of this Tomb of King Moo, Brother Chen has lost two sons and one grandson. If you provoke him, I'm afraid he won't let you go!"    

    

The old man who wore silk brocade said with a smile, as if he didn't mind the matter getting out of hand.    

    

"Li Yusheng, don't go too far!"    

    

Fury surged in Chen Tianyi's eyes. His expression was so gloomy that it seemed as if ink would drip out of his eyes in the next second. His eyes were filled with hostility.    

    

These guys were purposely picking on him. They were basically digging his own wound and sprinkling salt on it.    

    

Hearing the mockery in his ears, the image of a young man appeared in Chen Tianyi's mind. It was a figure that made his killing intent surge.    

    

"Alright, I believe that you all didn't come here to quarrel, so don't waste time!"    

    

A vigorous and powerful voice sounded. The Sovereign Master's expression was solemn as he stared at the ancient tomb in front of him.    

    

"Is this the Tomb of King Moo or not? As long as we go in, we will be able to find the answer."    

    

The Sovereign Master was very clear that the most practical topic to divert his attention was the Tomb of King Moo. Furthermore, his only interest was the ancient tomb in front of him.    

    

King Moo was an invincible king of the ancient era. Even the Sovereign Master was in awe of him.    

    

"What Xuan Miaozi said is right. The most important thing right now is to open the ancient tomb and find out whether this is the Tomb of King Moo or not."    

    

The elder of Wang Family, who was wearing a scholarly robe, walked towards the grand formation. Not many people could resist the temptation of the Tomb of King Moo. After all, as long as they could obtain King Moo's fortune, they would hope to see through the devil barrier before them. They would have to take that step and step into the Stage of Martial King.    

    

At that time, they would be able to dominate a region, pursue an even more profound realm, and explore the true meaning of martial arts.    

    

"This formation is even weaker than what we imagined. However... Even so, it's still risky to break it alone. Let's attack together. In front of the five of us... Apart from a real Martial King, no one can stop us. "    

    

Murong Shaan stood at the edge of the formation and reached his hand into the thick fog with a frown.    

    

"If that's the case, let's enter the formation!"    

    

Xuan Miaozi nodded slightly and stepped into the ancient formation first.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

At the same time, the Confucians of the Wang Family followed closely behind. Yuan Qi surged and their robes flew.    

    

In a moment, under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the five extreme experts stepped into the grand array.    

    

"They've made a move. Do you think they can break this grand array?"    

    

Looking at the five experts who had stepped into the grand formation, discussions broke out outside the ancient tomb's grand formation.    

    

"There's definitely no problem."    

    

The firm voice quickly drowned out the doubts. Everyone was full of confidence in the five entering the formation.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

A burst of explosive sounds rang out from within the grand formation. A wave of violent energy swept into the heavens from within the grand formation. It rose from the ground and rushed into the sky. Waves of dazzling light ripples flickered about.    

    

In the next second, the earth quaked and the mountains shook, and rumbling sounds resounded from the ground. With this... The giant grave. Countless cracks spread all around... Everyone could clearly see that the clouds above the tomb were gradually dissipating, and the entrance to the next part of the tomb was clearly visible.    

    

"Look at the ancient tomb, the grand formation seems to have been broken."    

    

Looking at the dissipating clouds above the ancient tomb, there was a burst of joy and fanaticism in the surroundings, and even more people were stunned on the spot.    

    

Almost the instant the grand formation was broken, the experts brought by the five experts instantly rushed into the tomb.    

    

"They succeeded. The grand formation barrier is gone."    

    

Wild and crazy shouts sounded out. One figure after another urged the vigorous Yuan Qi in their bodies. Wind blew under their feet as they followed closely behind the powerhouses of the few major powers and rushed into the land of the Good Fortune Treasure in their hearts.    

    

"The grand array is gone."    

    

A solemn voice sounded. Ao Lingchen's clothes fluttered in the air as he and the five figures beside him watched the people rushing into the ancient tomb. Their expressions were unusually solemn.    

    

Looking at the cave entrance in front of him that was as dense as a Giant Beast's bloody mouth, Ao Lingchen couldn't help but have a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if the entrance to this tomb not only led to the Land Of Creation, but also to the abyss of death.    

    

"Look over there!"    

    

Suddenly, someone shouted. In the next moment, everyone followed his finger and saw an ancient stone tablet beside the tomb being thrown aside. The word King Moo could be vaguely seen on it.    

    

"This is really the Tomb of King Moo, the tomb of an invincible king that has existed for thousands of years!"    

    

The word 'King Moo' was extremely dazzling. In front of everyone's eyes, the atmosphere outside the tomb suddenly changed. It was filled with fanaticism and madness.    

    

"Get lost, don't block my path."    

    

A warrior who couldn't hold himself back slapped the few people in front of him. His feet moved quickly as if he was flying. He wanted to take the opportunity to rush into the ancient tomb.    

    

"Go to hell! King Moo's good fortune is not something trash like you can dream about!"    

    

Just as he was about to rush into the tomb, a cold light flashed. A long sword moved as fast as lightning and stabbed towards his back.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Miserable screams rang out. The martial practitioners who had just rushed to the entrance of the tomb did not have time to dodge. Blood splattered and they died on the spot.    

    

"Die! This Good Fortune is mine!"    

    

As soon as he pulled the trigger, his entire body moved. In the blink of an eye, countless martial artists pounced forward and attacked at the same time. A fierce battle instantly broke out.    

    

The martial artists' eyes widened, and their breathing quickened. Their breathing was chaotic, and their red eyes revealed intense greed.    

    

In an instant, a crazy battle broke out around the ancient tomb cave, in order to enter the ancient tomb earlier.    

    

Looking at the people in the surroundings who were engaged in a frenzied battle, Ao Lingchen frowned, but he could feel them.    

    

King Moo was known as the strongest Martial King in the Desolate Domain. The Boundless Heavenly Net skill he cultivated was known as the number one skill in the Desolate Domain. It had a powerful recovery ability and destructive force. The energy he cultivated was also incomparably powerful.    

    

If he could obtain this skill, as long as he could learn a tiny bit of it, he would be able to shake the entire world and become a giant that everyone looked up to.    

    

More and more people rushed towards the entrance of the tomb. In order to enter the tomb earlier, each and every one of them attacked ruthlessly. Sword Qi, saber light, Yuan Qi, and blood splashed everywhere. The scene was extremely chaotic.    

    

Many people fell to the ground before they even got close to the entrance of the tomb, not moving at all.    

    

Such a tragic scene caused the relatively weaker martial artists to change their expressions.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Suddenly, a miserable, dying scream came from the entrance of the abyss in front of them.    

    

From the one or two monotonous miserable cries at the beginning to the miserable cries that rose and fell behind, it was even mixed with waves of the howls of ghosts and the sounds of chewing, and it caused everyone's hair to stand on end when they heard it.    

    

Miserable screams and ghostly howls constantly poured down like a basin of ice water. In an instant, the martial artists who were rushing towards the tomb began to hesitate. There were even some who stopped in their tracks, revealing looks of fear.    

    


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