Chapter 945: The Tomb of Eternal Life!

Ye Wushuang used the Chaos Microcosm to hide his cultivation very well, and Elder Wu could not detect it even if he was in the Divine Ability Realm.

"I wonder what Elder Wu is here for?"

Ye Wushuang asked calmly, without showing his strength, and looked at Elder Wu calmly.

"You have been in seclusion for a while, and you don't know what happened in the sect. I came to tell you!"

Elder Wu smiled.

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang's eyes moved, and he roughly understood what Elder Wu wanted to say?

Although he had not visited the sect before, he asked Longmao to inquire about the affairs of the Mingxuan Sect. Although this guy only patronized the treasure house of the Mingxuan Sect and did not do anything practical, he also heard a lot of things.

Among them was the news of the Immortal Tomb!

The Immortal Tomb is the tomb of the Immortal Realm strongman, and it is also a special relic. For cultivators, it is a place where opportunities and death coexist.

In the Immortal Heaven Tomb, there may be peerless holy materials, anti-heavenly longevity medicines, high-level heavenly pills, etc. These things are all treasures that cultivators covet. Once they are born, they will inevitably lead to bloody competition.

Moreover, there are traces of immortality and the inheritance of immortal realm masters, which are even more coveted, and all major forces are crazy about them.

Knowing this, Ye Wushuang remained calm and asked: "I don't know what it is that troubles Elder Wu to go there in person."

"Recently, the Immortal Heaven Tomb was born in the Northern Wilderness. There are countless peerless opportunities in it. If you get one or two, you can make rapid progress. All major forces in the Northern Wilderness are paying attention to it, and my Mingxuan Sect is also preparing to go there." Elder Wu said, as expected by Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang said calmly: "Are you going to take me there, Elder Wu?"

"Yes!" Elder Wu smiled and nodded, "All the geniuses of the Mingxuan Sect are going back this time, and you are one of them. This is a rare opportunity for you, you must seize it well."

"Fuck you, this old guy probably wants to do something to you, kill him."

In the chaotic microcosm, Longmao reminded Ye Wushuang.

Elder Wu also smiled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. Just as Longmao guessed, he was going to attack Ye Wushuang on the way to the Tomb of Changshengtian, which avoided a lot of trouble.

"I also want to go to the Tomb of Changshengtian. When the time comes, you will follow me. You can rest assured that I will take care of you."

Elder Wu added.

"Thank you, Elder Wu!" Ye Wushuang's expression remained the same, unmoved.

"Then I will arrange the following matters, you prepare first." Elder Wu nodded and smiled, very satisfied that everything was under his control, and then he left the palace.

Ye Wushuang also stepped out of the palace, with his hands behind his back, looking at the back of Elder Wu leaving, without any big worries. Now that he is at the eighth level of Saint King, he is not afraid of the first level of supernatural power!

However, he must go to this Immortal Heavenly Tomb. Not only is there a peerless opportunity in it, but also the forces of the Northern Wilderness will go there. He may find some people from the Nine Heavens.

"Boy, after you finish your work here, Master Mao will take you to dig up some peerless relics. They are all left by the ancient times. Master Mao has stepped on them before. There are many treasures and many cultivation resources."

The dragon cat drilled out of the small world of chaos and landed on Ye Wushuang's shoulder.

As for the previous time mentioned by the dragon cat, it was not this time to the Eternal Realm, but 100,000 years ago. At that time, this guy dug up a lot of relics.

Ye Wushuang also got a lot of cultivation resources because of it and became stronger quickly!

The Eternal Realm has experienced the ancient times, the ancient times, the ancient times, the beginning of the ancient times... and so on. In the relics of each era, there are things that defy the heavens, which have become the things pursued by the cultivators of the Eternal Realm.

Many cultivators have soared to the sky and become peerless figures because they have obtained the heaven-defying things in the ruins. There are also countless forces that have become super forces because they have obtained the heritage of the ruins. Therefore, the ruins are full of endless possibilities!

"Eternal Tomb!"

Ye Wushuang murmured four words and made up his mind. This time, he went to the Eternal Tomb, and it was the time for him to truly step into the Northern Wilderness.

However, before that, he had to find out whether the figure following Murong Sheng was Lan Xinyu.

"How is the task assigned to you?"

Ye Wushuang turned his head to ask Longmao. He had asked Longmao to find out the whereabouts long before.

Longmao said: "The location has been found out by Lord Mao. It is in this inner gate, not far from us."

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang's eyes moved, and he left the palace and went in the direction pointed by Longmao.

He had been in Mingxuan Sect for nearly four months, and he had hardly visited it. When he appeared, he aroused the curiosity and confusion of many people.

"This guy is only at the sixth level of Saint King. How could he appear in the inner gate? Did he go the wrong way?"

"The inner gate is strictly managed. If you are not an inner gate disciple, you can't get in at all. How could he go the wrong way!"

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Along the way, Ye Wushuang heard a lot of discussions, and at the same time, many people looked at him with disdain.

Because, in the inner gate, the worst one is also the eighth level of Saint King, and it is the dead Wen Shu.

Except for him, the weakest are all the ninth level of Saint King. Now that a person of the sixth level of Saint King appears in the inner gate, they all respond with contempt.

Ye Wushuang didn't care and went straight to where Murong Sheng was.

"Are you talking about that kid?"

On a sacred peak, stood a tall old man with white hair and a youthful face, ruddy complexion, exquisite and sharp eyes. He stared at Ye Wushuang's figure, flashing with cold light.

"The elder, that's him. His name is Ye Wushuang. When he came here, he had a feud with Master Wen Shu. I suspect that Master Wen Shu's death is related to him."

Behind Elder Wen, a young man of the ninth level of Saint King stood respectfully and reported.

"Ye Wushuang is the sixth level of Saint King, while Shu'er is the eighth level of Saint King, and there are three half-step supernatural powers beside him. How can Ye Wushuang kill him?"

Elder Wen frowned.

The young man reminded: "Elder, this kid is very evil. He defeated Master Wen Shu in one move when he was the fourth level of Saint King before. His combat power is very strong. Now it has only been four months, and he has broken through two levels. Maybe he really killed him!"

"Really?" Hearing this explanation, Elder Wen was also surprised. If what he said was true, then Ye Wushuang was very likely the murderer.

"Whether it is him or not, if he offends Shu'er, he will die. I will not let him go."

Elder Wen pondered for a moment, and a hint of cold murderous intent flashed.

Ye Wushuang did not know that he had been targeted by Wen Shu's grandfather. When he came to where Murong Sheng was, he stopped.

Murong Sheng is a peerless genius of the Mingxuan Sect. He enjoys different treatment from others. His palace is magnificent and built between nine sacred peaks. It is blessed by the power of nine dark dragons, and the power of the dark is a hundred times more concentrated than other palaces.

Relying on his palace, some other relatively small palaces were also built. As far as Ye Wushuang knows, these are all Murong Sheng's private territories.

"What are you doing? Don't you see that this is Brother Murong Sheng's palace? Get out of here!"

A young man in yellow came from the nine peaks and shouted coldly at Ye Wushuang. The powerful momentum of the half-step supernatural realm pressed towards Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang frowned and asked: "I am Ye Wushuang. I accidentally passed by here. May I ask, brother, is there a woman named Lan Xinyu here!"

"No, I told you to get out!"

The young man in yellow shouted impatiently and landed in front of Ye Wushuang. The overwhelming momentum pressed Ye Wushuang like a vast ocean.

"No!"

Ye Wushuang thought to himself, could he have seen it wrong?

Maybe that's right, it's just that their backs look alike!

After understanding everything, Ye Wushuang turned around and walked away.