Chapter 202: Corpse Rain in Space, Green-Haired Man Takes Over

Not only that.

Even the vitality of the trees in the surrounding jungle was plundered, turned into energy, and poured into the space vortex.

The mysterious space vortex rotated silently and slowly, and the rich space fluctuations came out of the vortex and spread in all directions.

Everyone looked at the mysterious teleportation vortex, their eyes lit up:

"Go!"

There are countless opportunities in the secret realm of the Holy Tomb.

Whoever breaks in first may take the initiative.

For a while, all the Tianjiao flew towards the teleportation gate.

Even Yang Zhuxian was unwilling to fall behind.

"See you next time, it must be your death."

He stared at Yang Haotian dimly, snorted coldly, and turned into a divine light and shot towards the space vortex.

However, someone was faster than him.

"Get out of my way!"

A figure with a majestic breath tore through the sky, and after a few flashes, he rushed to the front of the Holy Tomb teleportation gate.

"It's the Secret Realm of Immortality!"

"What did the Secret Realm of Immortality do to sneak in? Are you looking for death?"

"Are you kidding me? I have to do this every time!"

The Tianjiao complained.

The strong man in the Secret Realm of Immortality had white hair and beard, an old face, and a decayed aura all over his body.

It was obviously an old man who didn't have much time left.

In the face of life and death, he lost his mind and tried to force his way into the Secret Realm with a fluke mentality.

What a pity.

He just rushed to the front of the portal and had not yet touched the space vortex.

The azure light suddenly flashed, "Boom!"

An eye-shaped rune shot out from the space vortex.

"Puff!"

The strong man in the Secret Realm of Immortality swelled like a balloon and instantly exploded into a blood mist.

The whole process took less than half a breath.

"Kill the Secret Realm of Immortality in seconds..."

"The power of the Holy Tomb is really strong..."

Everyone was terrified.

It was said that only those within the Secret Realm of the Divine Palace were allowed to enter.

Someone wanted to challenge, but died so easily.

For a moment, those cultivators who were lucky enough to try no longer dared to try.

"I'll go!"

A figure rushed into the space vortex first and disappeared in an instant.

"I'll come too!"

A figure also rushed into the space vortex.

Everyone rushed to the transmission vortex.

Yang Zhuxian, Ye Xiaoyao, Lin Haotian and others also rushed into the space vortex one after another.

Only Yang Haotian and Gu Xianer shook their heads.

It's useless to rush in first.

This is just a transmission portal, and the real entrance to the Holy Tomb is not here.

The two came to the space vortex together, took a step, and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

A desolate sense of dead silence swept over.

Yang Haotian appeared in a cosmic void.

"Is this... space?"

Yang Haotian's eyes widened.

Around him, there were other cultivators, all of whom were stunned.

Everyone opened and closed their mouths, trying to speak.

It turned out that the sound could not be transmitted at all.

"Yang Haotian, this should be space. It is recorded in the information of my Gu family that sound cannot be transmitted here, and communication can only be carried out through divine thoughts."

Gu Xian'er's voice sounded in Yang Haotian's mind.

What surprised her was that Yang Haotian did not look surprised at all.

Gu Xian'er even suspected that this was not Yang Haotian's first time in space?

"Look."

Yang Haotian pointed down.

Gu Xian'er and other Tianjiao looked down and were all stunned:

Under them, there was a huge land that stretched as far as the eye could see.

A series of crystal clear space crystal walls, like eggshells, wrapped the entire land.

Everyone realized that this was the Three Thousand Dao Realm.

Compared with the Three Thousand Dao Realm, they were like a few grains of rice in front of a mountain, completely insignificant.

"Look! What is that?"

Someone exclaimed and pointed to the top of his head.

Everyone sensed the fluctuation of divine thoughts and looked up:

A huge tomb, about one-third the size of the Three Thousand Dao Domains, was suspended in the space above their heads.

Below the Holy Tomb, there was a huge and boundless mass of chaotic energy, like a base, holding up the Holy Tomb in the void.

"So much chaotic energy! I want to eat it, I want to swallow it all!"

In Yang Haotian's mind, the cry of hitting the divine stone rang out.

Yang Haotian ignored it and continued to observe the Holy Tomb.

In front of the chaotic energy base, there stood a huge tombstone.

On the tombstone, there were huge stars inlaid one by one.

They were connected as strokes, forming two ancient characters:

Holy Tomb!

"Is it the Holy Tomb?"

"We are going to enter it?"

Everyone was surprised.

"How to get in?"

"Should we blow up this big tomb?"

Divine thoughts intertwined with each other, quickly exchanging their own ideas and were shocked.

After a long time.

Everyone did not discuss an answer.

"Never mind, let's go and take a look!"

The Holy Body shouted, turned into a golden streak, and rushed to the Holy Tomb.

The first thing he approached was the tombstone.

It was not noticeable from a distance, but when he got closer, he suddenly found that the tombstone was densely packed with corpses.

Looking closely, the corpses on the surface of the tombstone seemed to be still wriggling.

The Holy Body's scalp numbed and the whole person froze there.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Haotian's divine thought came.

The Holy Body shuddered and looked at Yang Haotian in surprise, "Nothing. Your physique... is it more than just the Chaos Body?"

The Holy Body stared at Yang Haotian.

Yang Haotian smiled, and it seemed that the secret of his domineering body could not be kept.

"If there is a chance, fight me."

Yang Haotian took the initiative to challenge.

Of course, the Holy Body would not refuse.

"Be careful...!"

The Holy Body's face suddenly changed, and he pushed Yang Haotian away.

"Boom..."

A white light, like a meteorite, rushed past.

The faces of other Tianjiao who were approaching suddenly changed:

"The one that fell on the tombstone... is a corpse!"

Before the voice fell.

The tombstone standing quietly suddenly flashed with light.

The stars on the tombstone trembled wildly.

The corpses on the tombstone shot in all directions like bullets.

In space, corpses suddenly rained.

The Tianjiaos hurriedly dodged the corpse rain and approached the Holy Tomb.

"Ah... Get out of the way... What is that..."

"Save me!!!"

A scream resounded throughout the space.

The Tianjiao changed color:

What's going on?

Can't the sound be transmitted here?

Everyone looked in the direction of the scream, and saw a Tianjiao being hit by a corpse in the rain of corpses.

The corpse suddenly grew long green hair, like tentacles, tightly binding the Tianjiao.

The Tianjiao struggled at first.

But gradually, his eyes glowed green.

Following him, several more Tianjiao screamed, entangled by the green-haired corpse, their eyes glowed green, as if they were possessed.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The huge holy tomb shook lightly, and a series of lightning burst out.

All the Tianjiao entangled by the corpses were destroyed, and no bones were left.

But Yang Haotian noticed that the first Tianjiao entangled by the corpse avoided the lightning.

His eyes were green and there was a green ruler floating above his head. It was this magic ruler that blocked the lightning from the Holy Tomb.