Chapter 37 Altar of Heaven and Earth

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, there was a shout from all directions, which was the voice of the evil spirit chess saint.

In the middle of the crowd, the figure of the enchanting chess saint appeared out of thin air. Come suddenly. Shocking all directions.

The evil spirit chess saint stood in front of everyone, and no one acted recklessly. Ancient immortals, this is not invincible to the immortals.

Sima Qing and others frowned and looked at Zhong Shan coldly.

The evil spirit chess saint also saw the strange things in all directions at a glance. There is a mountain with a nine-tailed sky fox relief behind him. The purpose of this group of people is this mountain?

Turning his head, the charming chess saint also looked solemnly at the mountain, the tomb of the ancient immortals. Found it?

"Wow!" Zhong Shan suddenly stood in front of the evil spirit of chess.

"Mr. Zhong?" A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the evil chess saint.

"The ancient fairy in the past is talking to Princess Jiuwei. It's better not to disturb that senior!" Zhong Shan said.

Almost everyone's face changed.

Is the former ancient fairy talking to Princess Jiuwei? Isn't this an ancient fairy tomb? Isn't the ancient fairy dead? Dialogue? Is there any mistake?

Some strong people who were impulsive just now tightened their hearts one after another. Obviously, he was carried away by the heavy treasure in Sima Zongheng's mouth just now.

"The senior? Princess Jiuwei?" The eyes of the evil chess saint lit up, and he obviously thought of something.

In front of Zhongshan, the evil chess saint nodded.

"The evil spirit chess saint, this is about the rise and fall of your fox clan for thousands of years, do you see?" Zhong Shan borrowed his strength.

Taking a deep breath, the evil spirit chess saint bowed solemnly to Zhong Shan and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhong, for your previous interception. The charm is remembered in my heart. Next, let the old man be the gatekeeper. No one can take another step."

While talking, the whole body of the evil spirit of the chess saint suddenly burst out a sense of admonishment.

Zhong Shan nodded.

"Absurdulous!" Suddenly, there was an angry shout.

Everyone looked at it, but it was Sima Qianjun. Sima Qianjun supported Sima Zongheng to stand behind Sima Qing. Sima Qing did not stop him. Obviously, he signaled.

"This ancient immortal tomb is at least 800,000 years old. How can you say that the ancient immortals in it are still alive? In addition to the endless life of saints, below the saints, there are five declines of heaven and man, at least 800,000 years? How much is the longevity of an ancient immortal? Zhong Shan, you lie!" Sima Qianjun shouted.

Hearing Sima Qianjun's words, almost everyone nodded for a while.

The ultimate longevity of mortals is long live. The immortals are 20,000 years old, the immortals are 40,000 years old, the earth immortals are 80,000 years old, the immortals are 160,000 years old, and the immortals are 320,000 years old. The ancient immortals are only 640,000 years old.

And this tomb has existed for 800,000 years.

Zhong Shan said that it was an ancient fairy. The ancient immortal should have died long ago. How can I talk to Princess Jiuwei?

This is extremely unreasonable, and almost everyone's eyes turned to Zhong Shan. Even a trace of suspicion flashed in the eyes of the evil chess saint.

Zhong Shan did not look at everyone, but at the evil spirit of chess.

"The evil spirit of chess, if others enter, you can question it, but what is there to question when Princess Jiuwei enters? Don't you want me to tell the truth?" Zhong Shan asked.

Hearing Zhong Shan's words, the face of the evil chess saint changed, and the original suspicion immediately dispersed. Then he looked at the crowd firmly and said, "Don't think too much about me, and no one can take a step!"

"The charming chess saint, Zhong Shan obviously lied. No one saw what was in it. Sima Qianjun still shouted.

The eyes of the evil chess saint were cold, and a powerful deterrent forced Sima Qianjun, which immediately interrupted Sima Qianjun's words to continue.

"Princess Nine Tails enters, I can rest assured!" The evil spirit chess saint said in a cold voice.

In a word, everyone can only suppress their curiosity. At the same time, I hate it.

"Princess Nine Tails has entered? Is the evil spirit chess saint so reassuring?" Suddenly, there was a long faint cry in the void.

The moment he heard this sound, his face suddenly changed.

"Wow!"

A light wind blew, and suddenly two more people appeared in the void.

They are all dressed in purple robes, and the first one is the Zixiao Master. The body of the Zixiao Master is close to him, and there is another purple robe behind him. Obviously, only the Zixiao Master Ma Shou is Zhan, and obviously the subordinate of the Zixiao Master. However, if you can arrive at the same time as Master Zixiao, your strength will certainly be unfathomable.

"Master Zixiao? How dare you drive your body?" The evil spirit chess saint was surprised.

"Who let my projection be destroyed?" The master of Zixiao said lightly. A trace of coldness flashed in his tone, but his eyes were straight to Zhongshan below.

Zhong Shan?

When everyone saw the eyes of the Master Zili, almost everyone was slightly a little, and it was Zhong Shan again? Did he kill the projection of Master Zixiao?

The strong people who were going to fight against Zhongshan had another chill.

This Zhongshan is too horrible, killing the leader? If he had just made an action, would Zhong Shan show mercy? He doesn't know life or death?

The projection of Master Zixiao, even if it is a projection, its strength is also the strength of the Great Wonderland, which was actually erased by Zhong Shansheng?

Sima Zongheng's eyes were full of complexity, but he soon found Zhong Shan, that is to say, the battle with Master Zixiao will never be too long. Zhong Shan fought with himself for a day. Is it just to humiliate himself?

Sima Zongheng looked at Zhongshan with a cold face. The frown is getting tighter and tighter.

"Purple thunder projection, it is claimed that if the body is not dead, it will not die. Who is so good at it? Break the myth of the Master Zixiao?" In the void, another voice came.

The voice is very loud, but I can't hear men and women. But many people know this voice.

The master of Zixiao frowned, but the charming chess master's face slowed down, and Mr. Li and others showed respect.

In an instant, a figure appeared again in front of everyone, wearing a silver mask and a white wide robe. The Holy King of the First Dynasty.

"See the Holy King, the Holy King will always enjoy the happiness, and live with the sky!" A group of Taichu ministers said respectfully.

As soon as the Taichu Holy King arrived, he stared at the Master Zixiao through the mask. Another strong man came, and the scene became complicated again.

"Inspire to the Holy King, the Master Zixiao's projection was delusional to touch the secret of my Qingqiu, which was blocked by Mr. Zhong. The evil spirit chess saint immediately spoke for Zhong Shan.

"King Zhong Sheng?" The Holy King of Taichu looked at Zhong Shan and was slightly surprised.

Obviously, the Holy King of Taichu can see through the strength of Zhongshan at a glance, but with this strength, can it destroy the purple thunder projection that claims to be immortal?

"Holy King, Zhongshan also injured my second uncle!" Sima Qianjun shouted immediately.

"Shut up!" Sima Qing snorted coldly.

"Little Prince? Sima Qianjun didn't understand.

"It's not your turn to interrupt here." Sima Qing shook his head.

Yes, interrupt? What is the identity of the group of people in the conversation now? If it weren't for the ancient immortals, if it weren't for the "life position" of heaven and earth. What are you, Sima Qianjun, now?

The charming chess saint also looked at Zhong Shan with a slight loss. When did Mr. Zhong become King Zhong? Holy King?

"Zhongshan is also the duty! Should the Holy King of Taichu leave the "outsiders" first, and then talk about something else?" Zhong Shan looked at the Holy King of Taichu.

The Holy King of Taichu took a deep look at Zhong Shan, nodded and looked at the Master Zixiao and said, "Master Zixiao, please!"

"Hahahahaha, outsider? Who is an outsider? Da Wei and Taichu have really become a family? However, who said that this ancient fairy tomb was your first? Please? I think it's yours to treat!" Master Lang of Zixiao shouted.

While talking, a huge deterrent came down, the terrible breath of heaven and earth, and the fear of the powerful people. Then, they retreated one after another. After all, they can't intervene at all now, and they are likely to be the victims of the aftershaught.

In the void, under the feet of the Master Zixiao, a huge altar suddenly appeared,

This altar is very simple, with a large number of runes floating on it, a breath that seems to come from ancient times, full of vastness, which makes people unconsciously have a feeling of worship. It seems that this altar represents heaven. It represents everything.

This is a posture of the Zixiao Master, a domineering posture. The things in this ancient fairy tomb only belong to the Zixiao Master.

The position of heaven and earth, the position of birth. Isn't it the Holy King of the First Dynasty?

At the feet of the Holy King of Taichu, a huge altar was suddenly condensed. Stepping on the altar, the sky changed dramatically. A strong wind blew from all directions with a huge aura.

Stepping on the altar, there is another one, Zhongshan!

At this moment, an altar suddenly appeared at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. Standing on the altar seems to represent the sky, high above.

This is the altar of "birth position". After the position of heaven and earth reaches the position of birth, the position of heaven and earth condenses the appearance of the position of heaven and earth.

Three "life" people look coldly.

The evil spirit chess saint looked down on another subordinate brought by the Master Zixiao.

The subordinates of the Zixiao Master are also easy to give birth, as if they are also ancient immortals, which makes the evil spirit of the evil chess saint extraordinarily dignified.

Master Zixiao looked at the other two people on the altar of heaven and earth, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.

"In order to set foot on the altar of heaven and earth, I don't know how many dead bones have been buried. Even if the ancient immortals die, I don't know how many people died, but there are still countless strong men to follow, and a heavenly immortal is sure to step on the altar. King Zhong Sheng, you are really lucky." The master of Zixiao said coldly.

"Sage people may die, not to mention you, Zixiao, too arrogant will only be pulled down to the altar of heaven and earth! Zixiao teaches the main to be careful!" Zhong Shan said in a low voice.

"Hahaha, this is exactly what I want to say to you. Let me see how capable you are, the Holy King?" The leader of Zixiao shouted coldly.

"Master Zixiao, please be self-respecting. I'm still too young here. Zhongshan is also a vassal of our dynasty!" The Holy King of Taichu shouted.

"Taichu? Then let's see if the Holy King of Taichu can keep Zhongshan." Master Zixiao shouted coldly.

While speaking, a huge purple breath spread from the Zixiao Master. For a moment, the four sides of heaven and earth were suddenly filled with purple breath, which was full of a noble domineering.

As long as the purple smell covers the area, the trees, flowers and plants are bent, as if they were bent down and worshipped the purple owner. A