Gongshumo's face was cold and his body rushed out first. Four young Taoist priests from Wudang Dragon and Tiger behind him and five elite elites of the family followed closely. The moment he stepped out of his own square formation, there was still a very filthy and strong aura in the sky under his head. The outlined lines on the several evil-exorcist talismans placed on Gongshumo's chest burst out with amazing light, turning into an orange-yellow shield to protect it.

Everyone's orange light shield melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The creaking and melting sound of the light shield echoed in everyone's ears, making people feel cold all over their bodies. Seeing that this was not good, the two Taoists in Wudang Mountain stopped hiding their weaknesses and sprinkled dozens of evil-exorcist talismans into the air. The dozens of evil-exorcist talismans were arranged neatly in the wind to cover everyone, winning buffer time for the group who were rushing wildly.

The clan tomb was near, and Gong Shumo jumped in one step and inserted the diamond-shaped key with a drop of essence and blood in his hand into the keyhole of the clan tomb gate. As the loud rumbling sound of the entire clan tomb rumbling sound came from the ground, the clan tomb gate opened, and replaced it with a blue light curtain that could only allow ten people to pass through.

Gong Shumo's pretty face surged with joy, and he stepped into the light curtain. The array of evil-exorcist talismans floating above everyone's heads had long been eroded by the aura of evil spirits, and they all wanted to step into the clan's tomb first.

The other nine people rushed into the light curtain in sequence without decreasing speed. All the progress was in the plan of the Gongshu family, and there was no mistake. Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, something happened in front of the blue light curtain at the gate of the clan tomb.

The disciples of the Gongshu family who were walking at the end followed their companions in front of them. Just as they were about to step into the light curtain, their foreheads hit the light curtain firmly. He was stunned. There were only ten people in their group, so why was he the only one who was blocked outside the ban by the clan tomb?

The companions who entered the clan tomb also found an abnormality, but once the ban on the clan tomb was entered, they could never enter again. They could not go out, so they could only watch their companions being blocked outside the ban and not being allowed to enter.

Gong Shumo was quick-witted and suddenly felt like he was thundering. No matter how she looked, she could only see that there were only nine people, including herself. The restrictions on this clan tomb could pass through ten people. Could it be that there were some evil things and followed them without knowing it and sneaked into the clan tomb? The other companions and Taoists obviously understood the links, and they drew their swords and drew their swords as if they were facing a great enemy. For a moment, all kinds of spiritual powers in the clan tomb light curtain surged and became alert.

The poor disciple of the Gongshu family, who was blocked outside the clan's tomb, rushed towards the family's square formation in a panic. The evil-expressing talisman on his body was already dim. The elders and guests were crushed by the giant python with their powerful spiritual power. Countless spiritual light spots dissipated, and the evil aura was covered with their heads. The poor disciple was only a few dozen feet away from his square formation. At this moment, he could not cross as if he was a natural barrier. Exclamation came from the square formation. He felt desolate. Should he die before he could win?

Just as the evil aura was about to wrap around his body, countless extremely bitter sword auras suddenly emerged from him like a blowout. The bitter sword aura was like a wave of the river, and it cut out a prosperous road from the evil auras everywhere. The poor disciple cried out with joy and rushed back to his own formation a few steps along the sword aura. The sword aura behind him disappeared in an instant.

"I'm not dead? I'm not dead?"

The disciple who had the illusion of being a rebirth in his heart knelt on the ground and burst into tears, feeling his chest a little hot. When he looked down, he realized that a strange talisman that had been burning most of the time was pasted on his chest. The talisman had a very strong sword meaning. This was actually a rare sword talisman!

Gongshu Qianmo sent this great disciple to rest. Some old fingers pinched the almost burnt remains of the sword talisman. Even if the remaining burnt remains were just the burnt remains, it still had a good sword intent. Obviously, the person who drew this sword talisman not only had a very deep sword cultivation, but also a kind-hearted person. This can be known from the fact that his disciples were rescued just now.

However, there is no famous sword cultivation sect within a radius of ten thousand miles of Tengzhou City. People with such swordsmanship will never be simple.

The old woman was worried and looked up at the clan tomb that was closed again. Her face, full of vicissitudes of life, looked complicated and changing.

The tomb of Gongshu tribe is dark and deep. The winding stone steps seem to lead directly to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs. Most of the luminous beads embedded in the rock walls on both sides of the stone steps are broken, leaving only a few white lights that emitted hazy in the darkness. Not only is it not bright, but it makes people feel more and more chill in their hearts.

The space on the winding stone steps is not spacious. Gongshumo and the elite disciples of the clan took the alloy short sword in the sword box in their hands. In this strange place where even the heartbeat and breathing sounds were particularly clear, the spiritual consciousness could only extend a few feet away and could not be sustained. No one made a sound easily, and he focused his spiritual power on his eyes and was alert to the vigilance. They lost one person before they could get off the sect. There was such a strange tornado on the clan tomb. No one could predict what would happen in the tomb.

Since the golden elixir has condensed the golden elixir and traveled with the uncle, the little Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain who has traveled to the mountains and rivers, there is no courageous spirit in front of the clan tomb. He holds his breath and holds his peach wood talisman sword to be alert to the movements around him. He looks at Gongshumo who is walking in front of him, and secretly praises him in his heart. He turns to the uncle next to him and sends a voice to the uncle next to him, "Uncle Master, the corpse ghosts in the tomb of Gongshu are really strong. I am afraid that many evil evil things have been breeding. Although we Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain have the magic to catch monsters and exorcises ghosts, if we meet a powerful guy, this disciple of the Gongshu family will..."

The older Taoist priest Wudang Mountain exchanged glances with the one from Longhu Mountain. Both of them could see the uneasiness and solemnity in each other's eyes. The claw marks were everywhere around the grooves inlaid with luminous beads, which were obviously destroyed by dark objects that did not like brightness. If it were just some yin objects with low cultivation, they would naturally be without fear. However, the backflow tornado full of evil spirits over Tengzhou City had appeared for more than half a month, so some amazing evil objects must have been breeding.

The Taoist priest, who was called the uncle of the Taoist priest, sent a voice: "Let's take a step for now. Since we have bumped into this matter, there is no reason to let go. Before going down the mountain, the master gave me a rubbing of the portrait of Emperor Zhenwu. With my current Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, I should be able to ask for a finger of the Emperor Zhenwu from a distance. If the situation is critical, I will use it."

"What?! The power of the Zhenwu Emperor's Dharma image? Uncle Master, you are too unfavorable. You have to understand the skills of this box, no matter how hard I say, I am worried about it. With the Zhenwu Emperor's finger, what evil things are not going to be suppressed alive?"

The little Taoist priest's face, who was originally worried and frightened, immediately changed his mind to a clear mind, and his steps were taken unintentionally and he became brisk. Obviously, he had already felt free to this trip to the Gongshu clan tomb.

The older Taoist priest Wudang Mountain looked at each other with the Nascent Soul Realm Master in Longhu Mountain, and both of them smiled bitterly. Wudang Mountain could ask for a finger from the Emperor of Zhenwu, and Longhu Mountain could naturally invite a wisp of the soul of the first great master. Our furniture was sold in one hammer. After using such a shocking secret technique in the Nascent Soul Realm, you can only use it again after entering the next great realm. How far and misty the realm of the God Transformation is, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can only be used once in your life.

But even with the blessing of such secret techniques in hand, the two Taoist priests and masters of Wudang Dragon and Tiger, who are famous in Taoism, are still at all sure. In the deepest part of the Gongshu clan tomb, there is a vicious aura that is becoming stronger and stronger every minute and every second.

The Taoist master held the scroll tightly in his hand in his sleeve, and his fingers in his robe held the Tianshi Talisman, and kept the young people in the middle, gradually moving away.
Chapter completed!