Chapter 1445 Second-level tomb platform

On nine platforms, nine monks stood!

These nine people, without women, were all male cultivators, and seven were old men. The remaining two looked about about 40 years old, with their eyes full of horror and murderous intent.

There was even more bloody smell, and as they appeared, they rushed into the sealed land.

But the nine platforms were almost dyed red and covered with blood! What's even more amazing is that there were many souls floating on the nine platforms, and these souls were twisted one by one, making shrill sounds.

The cultivation level of these nine people is even weaker, five of them are all the fourth weak in heaven! There are also two people who have reached the fifth weak in cultivation level, and there is also an old man with a very conspicuous appearance, with a messy red hair like blood. There is actually a faint power of incense on his body!

But he was a half-powered person who had half his feet into the third step! It was obvious that this person could only do this due to external reasons. Without a large amount of incense, he could not take the complete step! He stood there with a sense of majesty, obviously in the ancient stars, and was also a person with extremely high status, and would not easily appear in the world!

The last person was a middle-aged scholar. He held a feather fan and his eyes narrowed. There were waves of light flashing inside. His cultivation was only the third worst in the heavenly beings, but if he could occupy one of these nine people, there would be something extraordinary!

But this is not what shocked everyone the most. What really made everyone's eyes shrink was the platform beneath these nine people!

Almost all the gravel platforms in the Ancient Cemetery are thousands of feet in size, but one of the platforms under these nine people is actually two thousand feet long, doubled!

This platform is the old man who has taken the third step with half of his feet!

"I haven't even reached the second-level tomb platform, I just want to covet the treasure of this burial place..." The old man who had half his feet entered the third step, his eyes were calm and he swept his eyes on Wang Lin and others.

Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, staring at the platform beneath the old man, without saying a word. The monks around him were even more silent, obviously seeing the old man's strength. They slowly gathered together, and they were headed by Wang Lin.

The old man's eyes were like a torch and immediately fell on Wang Lin. Not only him, but also the monks on the other eight platforms also looked at him with murderous intent, and a gloomy feeling immediately spread, as if a bloody battle was about to break out.

At this moment, the middle-aged scholar with only the third decline in cultivation in heaven and man suddenly stepped forward a few steps and whispered a few words in the old man's ear. The old man's eyes condensed, glanced at the earth, and then looked at the gravel platform held on the back of the ancient god, and then glanced at Wang Lin and others.

"Come here!" The old man raised his right hand and pointed to a monk beside Wang Lin. This monk was one of the murderers who had successfully seized the platform before. At this moment, he was pointed at by the other party, but his face suddenly turned pale.

After hesitation, he did not dare not go out. He took a step forward silently, clasped his fists at the old man, and said respectfully: "I have seen Master Lingdang."

"Oh? You know me!" The old man couldn't tell the joy and anger.

"The name of Master Lingdong is renowned in my ancient times, so I will naturally recognize it for my younger generations." The monk said hurriedly.

"You go and break the seal on the back of this ancient god. If it can break 10%, I will save your life!" The Master Lingdong spoke slowly, but his words were full of undeniable intentions.

The monk's expression immediately changed, as if he was struggling. After a while, he nodded, took a deep breath and pinched his hands with his magical powers. He headed straight for the gravel platform on the back of the ancient god below.

In a blink of an eye, the monk came to the ancient god and looked at the platform with red fog several feet in front of him. After looking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and made a gesture with his right hand. An illusory shadow immediately transformed into an illusory shadow and suddenly pressed towards the fog!

In a bang, the phantom transformed by the monk's right hand immediately touched the fog, but at the moment when he touched the fog, a roar seemed to be heard from the fog. In an instant, the fog suddenly extended out, as if it was a big mouth, swallowing directly at the monk at an unimaginable speed.

Without any dodging power, the cultivator screamed in shock. The monk was immediately swallowed by the red fog and pulled into the fog. Screams kept coming out, which was shocking!

"It's true that it's Dao Spirit!! I just don't know what level it is!" The old man who had half his foot stepped into the third step suddenly had a flash of joy in his eyes. He even took a step forward and came directly outside the fog in a bang. He raised his right hand and slapped at the fog suddenly.

Just as his palm was about to fall, a roar appeared in the fog again. The fog rolled violently and turned into a huge demon shadow, blowing a mouthful of red fog at the old man!

The red mist was blown out and headed straight for the old man. The speed was too fast. It met in a blink of an eye. The sound of thunderous sound was shocking in the sealed land. The old man's face changed suddenly. His body immediately retreated, retreating dozens of feet in a row before stopping.

"At least the sixth grade!! Unfortunately, there is a ban on it!"

"It's the ancient soul forbidden!" The middle-aged scholar who was the third declining man flashed and spoke slowly. The seven people beside him had an old man in a green robe who narrowed his eyes and seemed to see some clues.

"The Ancient Soul Forbidden... I don't know much about the ban, how sure are you to break it?" The Master Lingdong stared at the red fog platform on the back of the ancient god and said in a deep voice.

"This... is only 20% sure..." the middle-aged scholar hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Twenty percent!" Master Lingdong frowned!

Wang Lin always looked at this scene. In fact, when he came here before, he vaguely saw the ban in the red fog. This ban was indeed an ancient soul ban, but it also contained other ban techniques. It is not easy for outsiders to break it! He remained silent and watched how the nine people cracked it coldly.

Just as the Lingdong Master frowned and pondered, the old man in a green robe next to him took a few steps forward, clasped his fists at Lingdong Master, and said respectfully: "Master, you have some confidence in breaking this restriction, but after breaking it..." He did not finish speaking, but looked up at Lingdong Master.

"If you can break through, except for the Tao Spirit, if there are magic weapons inside, they will belong to you! And you will take away most of the treasures from the cemetery obtained by the minor cultivation here!" Master Lingdong said in a deep voice.

The old man in green robe showed ecstasy in his eyes, and he smiled when he heard this: "Don't worry, Master, I have learned the art of prohibition since I was a child. I dare not say anything else, but there is nothing in the world that I cannot break! Even fellow Taoist Xiao Jing is not as good as me!"

His eyes swept over the middle-aged scribe, and the scribe showed a gentle smile on his face, clasping his fists and said, "Senior Gao is very saying that Xiao is still a post-scholar in terms of the ban."

The old man in green robe laughed and said proudly: "The art of forbidden is the origin of the formation. I have been studying it for nearly ten thousand years. I have already seen the clues of the great way and have created a ten thousand ban to break the fog. Moreover, the prohibition in this fog is not an ancient soul ban at all. I have studied the art of forbidden, but I have never heard of the name of the ancient soul ban!" As he said, he walked straight to the red fog. As he approached several feet, his eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he waved his right hand in front of him, and immediately a flash of the forbidden light flashed.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a huge rune. This rune consisted of a forbidden system and shone brightly. Judging from its momentum, it actually had the momentum of faint confrontation with the red fog!

The moment it appeared, the roar in the red mist suddenly stopped, and the red mist seemed to blow strong wind, avoiding some behind.

The old man was even more proud and shouted softly, pointing his right hand forward, and the huge rune immediately headed straight for the red fog.

"Give me..." The old man in green roared, and the rune suddenly ran into the red fog, but at this moment, before the old man finished speaking, the red fog suddenly turned into a big mouth again and rushed out at an extremely fast speed, swallowing the rune in one bite, and swallowing the whole person in the fog, along with the old man in green robe.

The unfinished words became a shrill scream, echoing the world.

The agility seemed to have a black air on the face of the person. He did not expect that the other party would go with confidence and this would be the result.

A chuckle came from the mouth of a monk beside Wang Lin. The laughter was the fat monk. His laughter immediately attracted the gloomy gaze of Master Lingdang.

The fat monk in the outer robe quickly stepped forward a few steps, walked out of Wang Lin and others, clasped his fists at Master Lingdong, smiled on his face, and said, "My younger brother Xu Fu, I have seen Master. The restriction in the red mist is a little sure enough to break it. I have no connection with these people, but it was just that I was teleported together by chance! I have another secret to tell you to the senior brother. There is one of these monks, and he is empty..."

"If you can break through this red fog, I will save your life and give you magic weapons to follow you!" Master Lingdong interrupted the fat cultivator's words. He was not interested in any secrets. The only thing he wanted was the Taoist spirit in the fog!

"Don't worry, Master, this red fog ban has been observed for a long time. Although I am not sure, if the senior cooperates, I will still have 70% confidence to break it!" The fat cultivator was happy when he heard this, turned around and glanced coldly at Wang Lin, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, turned around and headed straight for the red fog, stopped ten feet away, with a cautious look on his face, and a sound of slapping continued to be heard. With a bang, the abacus even broke, and the beads inside flew, and suddenly turned into a vortex of prohibition. After the fat cultivator took a deep breath, he headed straight for the fog.

"Looking for death!" Wang Lin looked calm and sneered in his heart. His eyes swept across the other party and his group. The scholar holding a feather fan swept across. He clearly saw that there seemed to be a sarcasm in the corner of the other party's mouth.
Chapter completed!