Chapter 2999: Land of Heroes

This time, it came so suddenly that Chu Yan didn't even react.

An extremely majestic roar exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The land of heroic spirits, those who have no fate are not allowed to enter!"

"Whoever I pass on to others, use this spiritual technique to sacrifice to the sky, and feel the ancestors..."

"Those who cannot be sensed, must not...immediately..."

As the majestic voice continued to explain, a strange divine technique appeared in Chu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.

The doubts in Chu Yan's heart were also solved.

This cemetery is different from other ancient immortals, and there are qualification restrictions to enter it.

Spiritual skills are not complicated, and it is easy to practice for those who are strong in the Heavenly God Realm.

The number of induction ancestors varies from zero to one hundred.

According to the rules of the Heavenly Tomb, one must be at least ninety or above to enter the core of the Heavenly Tomb and compete for inheritance and opportunities.

If it can't be reached, it can only be active in the peripheral area.

And the more ancestors sensed, the more ancestors' recognition, that is, the recognition of the Heavenly Tomb, and they can naturally get more benefits and care after entering.

"good!"

Chu Yan pondered for a while, then sat cross-legged and began to practice spiritual skills.

"The green lotus seems to be still in operation!? It seems that there should be some changes in this tomb..."

Thinking of this, Chu Yan also entered the state of cultivation, and began to specialize in spiritual arts.

Time flies like a breath, and half an hour passes in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yan's eyes slowly opened, and the magic seal in his hand turned and condensed, a faint special breath, centered on his body, spread to the surrounding void.

"Spirit Breathing Technique!"

The handprint was taken, and dozens of phantoms flashed, surrounding Chu Yan, flickering like phantoms.

When the handprints become solid, they surge out, rippling like a ripple, on those phantoms,

Powerful power is continuously released.

Two phantoms strode out and stood behind Chu Yan, smiling and nodding slightly.

"Only two!?"

Chu Yan was stunned. Is his fate with the ancestors of the tomb so bad? ?

Shouldn't it be something like a yellow paper incense stick! ?

"Come again!"

The corners of his eyes twitched twice, Chu Yan glanced around, and those other phantoms who obviously didn't like to talk to him and were about to turn around and leave suddenly roared.

In the next moment, Dao crystal brightened in the sea of ​​qi.

A powerful aura gushed out like a flood, covering a radius of ten thousand steps in an instant.

Those phantoms who had just turned around suddenly paused, and turned their heads to look in surprise.

Pairs of illusory eyes looked at Chu Yan, and there seemed to be a kind of scrutiny in the insubstantial pupils.

These are not like heroic spirits at all, as if they have a sense of spiritual wisdom.

The next moment, several phantoms transformed into entities and stood behind Chu Yan.

"Eight!? So few!?"

Chu Yan was completely speechless, and even Dao Jing was urged to move, but this is still the result! ?

"Huh!? It should be that there are too few senior phantoms here, and there should be many core places!"

With one thought, Chu Yan stood up, looked at a phantom behind him, and said directly

"Please take me to the core!"

When these words fell to the ground, those physical heroic spirits were all startled.

What! ?

Go to the core! ?

Have you misunderstood the rules of the Heavenly Tomb! ?

boom...!

Don't talk nonsense with them at all, behind Chu Yan, the phantom of Saint Raksha roared out, smashing the void with one punch, and stepped out.

Two eyes, one gold and one silver, fell directly on the eight heroic spirits.

The power of the mighty Holy Rakshasa crushed down like a mountain.

All the heroic spirits who were still going crazy just now were stunned for an instant, and at the same time their spirits trembled slightly.

Times have changed! ?

The current trialists are all so violent! ?

It didn't follow the routine! ?

You must know, those who came before, and before, those cultivators saw themselves and others, which one was not respectful.

But this black-robed kid, why did he directly coerce him as soon as he came up! ?

The point is, what is the origin of that black mountain-like phantom, so strong that it can suppress even spirit bodies like them! ?

"hehe..."

Looking at the bewildered expressions of the heroic spirits, Chu Yan chuckled.

Holy Rakshasa ruled over special existences like yours, living or dead, or dead or not.

The next moment, several heroic spirits looked at each other, with helpless faces, turned around and took Chu Yan, and walked towards the depths of the tomb.

After walking for a long time, in Chu Yan's eyes, many real images of heroic spirits appeared.

In front of them are powerful cultivators!

However, the situation of Chu Yan's team is a bit special.

Everyone else is the cultivator in front and the heroic spirit in the back. Only Chu Yan walks behind and the heroic spirit in front.

Here, it's not the core, it's just the periphery.

However, in the eyes, there are all kinds of ghost scenes, as if the visual impact of entering hell, still makes Chu Yan's face change slightly.

This scene is not bad!

When other immortals enter, they usually don't even see a ghost, but now the tomb is very good, and the ground is full of ghost shadows.

"If the cemetery opened later this day, there would be many more people, and the scene would be even more..."

Chu Yan sighed in his heart and moved on.

Going forward, a big river is the boundary, and on the opposite bank, the confrontation broke out.

The cultivators are fighting frantically, each other is snatching other people's heroic spirits, as long as they defeat or kill each other, they can snatch other people's heroic spirits.

The battle was extremely fierce, and all the heroic spirits participated in it, constantly wielding a special power and pouring it into the cultivators to which they belonged.

Obviously, those with a large number of heroic spirits have much stronger combat power.

Chu Yan took a look, but did not participate.

Those cultivators also found Chu Yan, but they hesitated when they saw the eight heroic spirits behind him.

It seems that these heroic spirits behind Chu Yan are not ordinary.

Bypassing the battlefield, Chu Yan continued to move forward, and after walking for another hour, he reached the central area.

Roar...!

Between heaven and earth, a roar exploded, and the eight heroic spirits released powerful auras, and a scene evolved in front of Chu Yan.

Among these pictures, the images are blurred.

"Land of Inheritance!?"

Chu Yan used his pupil power and finally saw something clearly.

Obviously, what appears in these special pictures should be a map, and those marked places should be the places of inheritance.

Unexpectedly, the eight heroic spirits actually have such abilities.

"Choose this one first!"

Chu Yan pointed his finger and chose one of the places.

The breath of the eight heroic spirits was restrained, and they turned around and took Chu Yan with them, striding away.

Half an hour later, Chu Yan followed them to a valley.

With a glance, there are thousands of phantoms of heroic spirits floating in the valley.

Moreover, some of the heroic spirits actually had different-colored pupils, and when they turned their heads to look at Chu Yan, it was as if a starry sky of various colors appeared.