Chapter 580 The Way of Tomb Luck Nine Dragon Mysterious Gate (Fourth Update)

Burp!

Chen Xun looked as if he had eaten shit, and he blew out another wisp of black smoke with great difficulty. Now his internal organs, consciousness, and soul all felt as if they were scorched.

The big black bull was half lying beside him, his four hooves twitching, and he hadn't recovered yet. Their ten thousand Dao forces were all wiped out by the lightning. Fortunately, the system could add points to the next realm in advance.

If they didn't reach the threshold, they would break through the Hedao period, and the 270 points of defense bonus might not be enough to withstand it.

Of course, they would not take risks if they didn't add it up to the maximum, but... the 350 points added by the system were not enough.

The heavenly tribulation had completely made them stupid. All their trump cards had been played, and two of their Yuanshen had been wiped out. If it weren't for the Jingqihua, another big trump card, they would have died in the Tongtian Tower.

This great heavenly tribulation in the fairyland, just a lightning bolt was enough to make them feel like they were in heaven, and their defense was completely broken, basically falling twice.

"Old bull..." Chen Xun was missing a few teeth, and his words were leaking. His hand holding the axe was still shaking. "We really need to take good care of our injuries this time. We have lost two of our souls."

"Moo..." The big black bull mooed lightly, without moving at all, and maintained a very strange posture.

What legendary Mahayana master... It just wanted to drink some health tea now to stabilize its mind.

The big black bull was not surprised at all. It jumped back and forth on the edge of falling twice, and only felt that it had survived a disaster.

Chen Xun burped again at this time, and he became completely quiet. He emptied his mind and sat down to rest. It was the first time he wanted to rest so much. He felt that sitting was really good.

The next day.

The strange behavior of this man and bull attracted the attention of a few refining cultivators. A man with a calm face and a wooden sword on his back walked slowly towards them.

Next to the boulder, Chen Xun raised his eyelids slightly, looking very tired, and the big black bull still maintained that half-lying posture.

The man with the wooden sword came to a place not far in front of them and said with a bow: "Daoyou, I am Zhu Xian, and I have climbed to the 312th floor of the Tower of Babel. Is your abnormality caused by the disaster world on a certain floor of the Tower of Babel?"

Zhu Xian smiled slightly after he finished speaking, with a hint of confidence in his eyes, but he must not be conceited. He would naturally ask more information if he could, and it would not waste much time.

"Hehe, Daoyou, I am Chen Xun, nothing, we only climbed to more than 100 sheng, and were struck by lightning..."

Chen Xun spoke with a leak, while bowing, with a clear smile, "'Great', Daoyou, you can actually climb to more than 300 sheng."

Zhu Xian's eyes widened slightly after hearing this. How could the immortal cultivators still have leaks when they spoke? More than 100 floors actually made them look like this?

He also came from here, the thunder there is not so exaggerated...

And why is this person burping and spewing black smoke? Judging from his breath, he is undoubtedly a cultivator in the late stage of refining emptiness. Moreover, he came out of the Tongtian Tower, so he can't be a senior.

Zhu Xian thought of this, shook his head and smiled: "So that's it, I am rude, fellow Daoist Chen Xun, see you later."

"Okay."

"Moo..."

Chen Xun greeted the big black bull softly, weak and exhausted. In just one day, he really couldn't recover.

Zhu Xian bowed and walked away, feeling a little emotional in his heart. This might be the helplessness of ordinary cultivators. Just reaching more than 100 floors of Tongtian Tower has exhausted all his strength.

The confidence and determination in his eyes became even stronger, and he paused and looked up at the Tongtian Tower that could not see the end.

Suddenly.

A cloud and golden light channel suddenly unfolded in the sky, like a long dragon.

Three different-shaped space boats flew from the sky, engraved with special patterns, and it was obvious that they were from Xuanwei Tiandu... Jiulong Xuanmen!

Zhu Xian's eyes were shocked, and the confidence in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He could only stand there and look up. There were too many legends about Jiulong Xuanmen.

But the most outstanding thing about this sect is not some genius, but their special status. They are the way of tomb luck and have built immortal tombs for countless immortal masters!

This sect is majestic and vast, with strict rules and a long heritage, and the network of all races is even more vast.

Jiulong Xuanmen is a transcendent force that even real immortal masters dare not offend at will. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is famous in one area of ​​the sky.

It is said that the immortal tomb of the distant Yunxiao Xianhua and Tianyun Xianguo was built by this sect!

Zhu Xian was extremely shocked. Just this name made him lose all his spirit. He was so powerful that he was already a cultivator from two worlds.

At this moment, the ground also heard the sound of some creatures of various races exclaiming. It was not easy to see the cultivators of Jiulong Xuanmen. Many creatures who had set their sights on the Tongtian Ranking had already set their sights on them.

Above.

One by one, the powerful Jiulong Xuanmen cultivators walked out of the Crossing Domain Space Boat. Their men and women wore different clothes. The male cultivators wore black robes with nine red dragons embroidered on them, which were majestic and frightening.

The female cultivators wore white long skirts with nine silver-white dragons embroidered on them, which were as lifelike as white jade carvings. They looked cold and serious.

These Jiulong Xuanmen cultivators walked out of the Crossing Domain Space Boat in an orderly manner. The aura they exuded was powerful and sharp, and their eyes revealed a hint of coldness. They looked down at the earth slightly and said nothing.

At the front stood a man and a woman. The man wore a black jade crown. His eyes were as deep as the night, revealing a sense of indifference and majesty, as if all the cultivators of various races on the plains were not in his eyes.

And this person is the contemporary Seventh Young Master of Kowloon Xuanmen, Qionghua Yanbin.

According to legend, since he came into the world, he had the Dao Spiritual Root, above the Holy Spirit Root, and below the Immortal Spiritual Root, and he was already a candidate for inheritance.

Standing next to him was a young girl with a delicate and three-dimensional face, delicate and strong facial features, and skin as white as snow, smooth and delicate, revealing an almost condensed luster.

She smiled slightly, her hair hanging down like black feathers, fluttering gently in the breeze. It was Qionghua Shuiyu who had met Chen Xun once.

Qiong Huayanbin had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "Have Jiyan and the others left the Babel Tower? Xingchentian and the others won't pursue it any further."

As soon as he finished speaking, a Hedao monk walked up next to him and said respectfully: "Reporting to the Seventh Young Master, the people who stayed behind have seen them leaving the tower today, but there are so many people... they have gathered in one place."

"I have sent a message to the Xingchentian people, saying that since they have been released from the immortal prison, they will not care about it anymore, and the grudge is over."

"Okay, I'll wait for him here."

Qiong Huayanbin's voice was extremely calm, and his eyes were always focused in front of him, without even turning his head to look at the monk.

Qionghua Shuiyu stood aside with a smile on her face and said nothing.

She just followed Seventh Brother to see the world, and didn't participate in other things, and she didn't ask too many questions. She didn't understand.

Her eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the ground, and she saw two familiar figures, those two extremely interesting fellow Taoists!