Chapter 438 Yumen

The tomb of Tatian Wuzun.

Behind the huge stone monument, the majestic mountains rumbled and trembled, and a hole appeared, revealing the dark passage inside.

"Leaving the Tatian Inner Tomb this time is the day when I will regain my Yunxiao body and completely break through to the Martial Master Realm!"

Jin Wushuang looked confident and took the lead to step into the passage.

He has already regarded Mo Qilin's horn as something in his pocket.

"Everyone, this time in the inner tomb of Ta Tian, ​​fight with all your strength to see who will be the best among the Martial Lords of more than 400 years!"

The Tang family's Half-step Martial Lord laughed. He was a sturdy old man with a maroon face and a burly body. He strode to keep up with Jin Wushuang.

This sentence immediately caused a group of seniors to nod their heads in approval.

When he entered the tomb, he glanced at Ye Ran and said in a message.

"Little friend Xingqi, after entering the tomb, if Jin Wushuang troubles you, you can come to me."

After that, his figure disappeared into the passage.

Next, there was the Tang family's Half-step Martial Lord, an old woman with an old face, who said calmly with the same expression when entering the tomb.

"Dear friends, Xingqi is still young after all. After entering the tomb this time, you don't need to trouble him for what just happened."

"Senior Tang is serious. When I enter the tomb this time, my only purpose is to break through the Martial Lord. How can I care about him?"

An old man from a martial arts family smiled and said: "He is not qualified to be our opponent, so let me divide my attention and find trouble for him."

"That's right. I just saw him sitting in a wheelchair, but he actually entered the tomb to compete with us for the ink unicorn horn. I thought it was a bit arrogant."

Another old man from a martial arts family also shook his head, "Although we are only half-step martial arts masters, we have all been famous for a long time. Even if we see a real martial arts master, we must be polite.

A junior in his twenties came in in a wheelchair, which really looked down upon us. "

"Young man, I know that your talent is rare in the world, but there is still a gap between a genius and a strong person."

The Zheng family's 15 million-strong fighting force is a half-step martial arts master. He is short in stature. He has his hands behind his back and an arrogant expression.

"This trip to the inner tomb in the sky is a great experience for you. Be humble after entering the tomb and watch our battle. It will be of great help to you."

Ye Ran shook his head, too lazy to say anything else.

When he goes to the tomb, he will make these old-timers understand that it is useless to be tough with words, and the truth is to be tough with fists.

Apart from these people, there were also quite a few Half-step Martial Lords who were very hostile to him, especially those from the Jin Lei family.

At this time, everyone who looked at him sneered, and then walked towards the tomb.

"one two three"

Ye Ran looked at the backs of those half-stepping warriors, counting silently in his mind. He quickly finished counting, and then slowly pushed the wheelchair into the tomb.

The dull, dull-looking young man next to him quickly followed him and stupidly helped him push his wheelchair.

"Xingqi, be careful!"

Minister Xu was still a little worried. He looked at his back from a distance and shouted.

"Well, by the way, minister, prepare thirty-seven wheelchairs for me."

The young man in the wheelchair didn't even look back. He turned his back on him and waved casually.

Minister Xu was stunned.

One by one, the old Half-Step Martial Lords entered the inner tomb of Ta Tian. Soon, all these older Half-Step Martial Lords entered.

Then came the Half-Step Martial Lord from other forces.

The background of these forces is far inferior to the eighteen super-class forces. It is difficult to gather ten half-step martial arts masters, let alone the older half-step martial arts masters.

They are all one or two newly promoted half-step martial arts masters, accompanied by some invincible masters or great masters.

At this time, these new half-step warriors looked at each other and saw the tension and expectation in each other's eyes.

"Everyone, let's go all out this time and try to fight more with these seniors!"

"That's right, don't dream about victory. As long as you can sustain a few more moves, this trip to the Inner Tomb in the Sky will not be in vain."

“Not only is it not in vain, but it might even make you famous.”

The remaining half-step martial arts masters and masters also entered the inner tomb of Ta Tian.

Soon, the number of people in front of the mountain range dropped by eight-tenths.

There were only one or two people on the resting platform of the major forces, which looked very deserted.

"wheelchair?"

Minister Xu frowned slightly, still not understanding what Ye Ran meant when he said this to him before he left.

Could it be that there are not enough wheelchairs and we need spares, but how can we prepare more than 30 wheelchairs at once?

He thought for a moment and finally shook his head.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, since that kid wants it, just do it for him.

He waved his hand and summoned a martial artist from the Canglong Group.

Inside Wu Zun’s tomb.

Powerful auras rushed towards the huge black dragon head in mid-air.

Inside the black faucet, there is a simple stone table and a dry fountain. Looking back, there is a closed stone door.

crunch

The stone door opened, and each half-step martial master entered.

Ye Ran sat in a wheelchair and moved forward slowly, looking at the ancient stone table and fountain, a bit of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

At this time, two invincible masters passed by and talked to each other after seeing the stone table.

"I suddenly remembered that a few months ago the Toutianwai Tomb was opened. I heard that several quasi-grandmasters were tricked by a young man wearing a silver mask."

"I've also heard that there is grass in the black jade box that has been chewed. The boy with the silver mask is really wicked."

Just as they were talking, the two of them suddenly looked at Ye Ran and said hesitantly: "Xingqi, you seemed to be wearing a silver mask before."

"It wasn't me."

Ye Ran said righteously: "That was what I did before, and it has nothing to do with who I am now. Don't slander others."

The two invincible masters laughed, "We didn't doubt it either."

But the next moment.

They reacted, their expressions were a little stiff.

Behind the huge stone door.

There was a slightly empty space, and on both sides of the space, candles lit up automatically, illuminating the people in the field.

At the same time, a huge dark green jade door opposite was revealed.

The jade door only had a door frame.

On both sides of the door frame, there were ten huge pure white night pearls.

Behind the jade door was a passage, and you could vaguely see stone rooms behind the passage.

At this time, many half-step martial masters passed through the jade door one after another. As they entered, the night pearls on the jade door lit up one by one.

"Hiss, fifteen jade beads are lit, Senior Jin Wushuang has a combat power of 15 million!"

A grandmaster exclaimed.

"That's natural, Senior Jin Wushuang, and Senior Zheng Yun, are said to have reached a combat power of 15 million decades ago."

The grandmaster next to him responded, with some shock in his eyes.

Fifteen million, almost twice his combat power. It is hard to imagine that someone under the Martial Lord can reach such a terrifying combat power.

"I heard that as long as eighteen jade beads light up, you can pass the test of the Heavenly Martial Lord and get the Black Kirin Horn."

"Eighteen jade beads, that is eighteen million combat power. With such combat power, it is not difficult to pass the Nine-foot Golden Bridge."

The great masters nearby talked about it.

The great martial artists who followed in from the Canglong Group took out a palm-sized jade piece and wrote on it, conveying some information.

"Nine-foot Golden Bridge?"

Ye Ran's wheelchair stopped, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.