Outside the Xiang tribe.

Brush, brush, brush.

Several figures suddenly appeared in the night sky.

Every figure exudes the aura of a Saint King.

As soon as they appeared, these people gathered their strength and attacked towards the location of the Xiang clan's formation.

"How did these Holy Kings get into this area without being noticed?"

"That shouldn't be the case. There is also a formation blocking the outside of the clan. It is said that it can stop the Holy King, but now."

"However, a few Saint Kings dared to come to the depths of our Xiang Clan. They are simply seeking their own death. Don't they know that there are even Saint Emperors among our Xiang Clan?"

The Xiang tribe members moved some distance away and just watched, not seeming to be overly worried.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted:

"I heard that the Holy Emperor of our Xiang clan has already fled, and even most of the Holy Lords have fled, so these Holy Kings dared to come and act wildly."

"fart!"

Someone immediately said angrily:

"I'm really annoyed by you rumormongers. You'd better shut up or I'll beat you up!"

"Whether he left or not, we'll know when we see. How is this possible?"

As they were talking, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere above them like a ghost.

Another Holy King!

brush!

The breath suddenly poured out.

The faces of everyone present changed wildly.

"Quick, go to the core area!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

Countless people resorted to various means, either escaping or running away.

The scene was temporarily chaotic.

Not long after, they arrived at the core area of ​​the Xiang tribe.

Zhong Ming looked around and soon arrived near a location.

Tomb of the Xiang clan.

This is a very spacious area with extremely magnificent decoration.

Normally, ordinary members of the Xiang tribe are not qualified to enter such a place.

In the void all around, one could easily sense the existence of extremely high-level formations.

"It's just a formation, not many people are assigned to guard it, this is too friendly."

Zhong Ming said softly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Although the current formation can indeed pose some obstacles, but...

He is quite professional in grave digging.

Professional matters should be done by professionals.

brush.

Zhong Ming waved his hand, and suddenly countless objects appeared in the void in front of him.

"Let's get started!"

Zhong Ming rolled up his sleeves and immediately got busy.

About half an hour later.

Zhong Ming clapped his hands lightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's done."

He raised his hand, took something, and put it forward.

Buzz!

The formation in an area ahead began to shake rapidly. Zhong Ming waved his hand, collected all the tools at the back, and then tore them apart with both hands and took a step forward.

brush.

When Zhong Ming appeared again, he had already arrived at the Xiang clan cemetery.

"As expected of a place that has been passed down for so many years, it is indeed a treasure trove of graves!"

Glancing over it, Zhong Ming sighed.

"If there were no time limit, we could dig them all up, but those Xiang tribe warriors must have been away for some reason, so they can't stay for too long. We should hurry up and pick out the valuable ones first."

At that moment, Zhong Ming started to get busy.

Soon, his figure arrived in front of a tomb.

"That's fine."

Zhong Ming nodded slightly, then began to activate the system.

The light spread out, covering the tomb ahead.

After three breaths, Zhong Ming whispered:

"Rise, my items!"

Brush, brush, brush.

As the sound fell, the light from all around rushed into the tomb.

Time passed by little by little.

The tomb suddenly disappeared at the original place, and instead, there was an old figure standing there with a calm expression, facing Zhong Ming.

"One."

With a soft word, Zhong Ming put away the figure and then moved to the next location.

"Two."

"Three."

"........."

The more Zhong Ming dug, the more he enjoyed it.

As expected, grave digging can only be done in a cemetery of such a powerful force.

If it were outside, there would be no way that there would be such neatly arranged and orderly tombs to dig.

One after another, step by step.

Until the eighth one.

Zhong Ming selected a suitable target.

However, there is no information about the owner of the tomb in front of me.

"Empty?"

Zhong Ming said softly.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed and he changed his train of thought.

He chooses to view properties.

At that moment, a name along with information about the realm appeared before my eyes.

Xiang Zhen, the fourth level of the Saintly Realm.

Not dead, but alive!

"No wonder!"

Zhong Ming understood immediately.

It turns out that the cemetery was not unguarded, but the strong man who was guarding it actually lived directly in it.

If we dig in the conventional way, we will bump into each other's eyes.

He didn't even dare to imagine that situation!

At this moment, Zhong Ming had only one feeling.

This tribe is quite sinister!

At that moment, Zhong Ming had to move away carefully.

But at this moment, a thought suddenly emerged from the tomb and spread around.

The next moment, his mind apparently paid attention to those graves.

Suddenly, the breath coming out of the tomb below suddenly became strong.

rumble.

This seemingly normal tomb suddenly split open, and a figure flashed out from it, accompanied by an angry voice:

"Damn it, who dares to come here and disturb our Xiang ancestors!"

In the distance, Zhong Ming was hiding in a place and sighed softly:

"Look, I'm pretty unlucky."

We were having a great time digging, but then this happened?

If the other party doesn't leave, he's afraid that he won't be able to go on with this matter, and even getting out will be a lot more troublesome.

At that moment, he had an idea and chose to use the formation to summon out the owner of the tomb he had just dug.

brush.

The figure paused for a moment, and then ran away into the distance the next moment.

Facts have proved that this trick is obviously very useful.

Xiang Zhen, who felt the fluctuations in the aura, let out a low shout and the next moment, chased after the figure.

In the night, two figures, one in front and one behind, cut through the sky.

However, as time goes by, the speed between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

"If you dare to disturb our Xiang clan ancestors, I will never forgive you!"

Xiang Zhen's voice was fierce.

The Xiang clan cemetery is such an important place, yet the other party dares to set their sights on it.

It's so boring!

The figure in front did not respond to these words and just ran away madly.

Xiang Zhen didn't care.

His speed is even better than the opponent's.

You are not as fast as me, but you still want to escape in front of me?

So naive!

However, just in case, Xiangzhen did not act too arrogantly.

He waved his hand and a long stick was taken out immediately. The energy in his body surged, attracting the power of heaven and earth, which gathered on the long stick. He shot it towards the figure from a distance and hit it with the stick.

Boom!

The void exploded and twisted wildly.

This stick is faster than the figure.

The figure did not dodge and was hit by the stick. He suddenly stopped and then flew to the side diagonally.

Xiang Zhen sneered, immediately changed direction and moved forward.

brush.

Before the figure could react, Xiang Zhen grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

"I want to see who has such a big...Grandpa...Grandpa?!"