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Under the frozen lake, streams of lava shot up into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings had turned into a purgatory of flames.
A thick streak of fire more than a hundred feet long pierced out of the clouds.
The sound of a wild roar resounded.
The earth quaked and the mountains shook within a radius of ten miles.
What was even stranger was that these pillars of lava seemed to have deliberately avoided the ice coffins. The tens of thousands of coffins were unharmed by the strange movement.
The sudden movement caused everyone to turn pale with fright.
This also meant that a great battle for resources was about to begin.
Weng weng weng ~
The surface of the ice had long since melted into a sea of fire. In this sea of fire, a pitch-black godly sword slowly rose into the air.
Huge waves of fire rippled out from its body, engulfing everything in its path.
"Ancestral Dragon God Sword, that's the Divine Sword appearing!"
"Hiss ~ Just the aura emitted by this sword is already so amazing. It really is a top ten spirit treasure rank existence!"
In that moment, everyone's eyes turned blood-red as they stared at the battle sword.
It was as if he had acquired the sword, as if he had acquired everything in the world.
No one noticed the trembling of the more than ten thousand ice coffins. A misty white mist was leaking out from the coffin.
The air was filled with an enchanting fragrance.
This strange fragrance spread out and quickly covered the surrounding ten miles.
Although none of the people present were ordinary people, they didn't realize what was going on at the moment.
After all, it was normal for strange treasures to appear.
Unknowingly, the eyes of the warrior who had inhaled this strange fragrance slowly became bloodshot.
There seemed to be a voice that could not be resisted, calling them to snatch the Ancestral Dragon God Sword.
The experts immediately went berserk and shot towards the sea of fire.
"The Ancestral Dragon God Sword is mine, no one can steal it away from me!" A powerful warrior roared. With a huge black axe in his hand, he fiercely attacked the person behind him.
In the end, even more experts rushed forward and hacked him to death on the spot.
Everyone who was running towards the Ancestral Dragon God Sword, regardless of whether their cultivation was strong or weak, they all attacked the people around them.
For a time, chaotic battles broke out everywhere.
Before they even got close to the Ancestral Dragon God Sword, there were already many people who died on the way.
Looking around, there were actually thousands of experts hidden nearby, no one knew where they had come from.
The ice coffin kept releasing this strange fragrance, as if everyone was possessed by a devil.
Chen Kai and the four hegemons were even faster.
Within the ice coffin, shockingly, was sealed the body of an ancient cultivator that was about three meters long and completely white.
The Qi that caused cultivators to go crazy came from the body.
Corpse qi!
Even though these ancient cultivators had died for hundreds of thousands of years, they still had the power to influence everything in the outside world.
Moreover, who knew if they were really dead?
Inside one of the coffins, the ancient cultivator opened his eyes. His eyes were completely bloodshot.
Weng ~ Weng ~ Waves of black charm characters appeared on the inner wall of the ice coffin and shot at the zombie.
Clearly, this ice coffin was used to suppress this zombie.
After the runes entered its body, the zombie became obedient again. However, his eyes had never closed.
At the same time, several rays of light shot down from the sky like flaming meteors.
These people were stronger existences.
Ye Fan's pupils contracted as he coldly swept his gaze down.
Just like Chen Wenze, Qian Shuimu left a trusted aide by his side and did not go down to snatch them.
The three of them were silently waiting for something.