After all, even if the Mad Jihad Physique exists among the three scrolls, Ye Han doesn't know which scroll the Mad Jihad Physique is in. The best way is to get all of them, even if you can't get all the scrolls, Get two of these too.

In this way, Ye Han's chances of obtaining the Mad Jihad Body will be higher.

Of course, Ye Han had this kind of thought, and so did the Cang woman, so she was also working hard to get close to the position of the painting scroll. At this moment, she already regretted not being able to kill Ye Han before this. If she had killed Ye Han before this hall, then no one would be able to compete with her for these three scrolls.

At this moment, above this hall, both of them have their own thoughts. Of course, the purpose of both parties is the same, to get the painting scroll!

However, it is very difficult for the two sides to get close to the position of the painting scroll. It is not yet known who can take the lead.

Gradually, two or three hours passed, and Ye Han had already moved more than two meters forward. Every step he took was extremely difficult, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Five hours, three meters!

Eight hours, five meters!

Half a day passed, six meters!

As he walked step by step, Ye Han's clothes were already drenched with sweat. He didn't know how many times he had exhausted himself. Every time he exhausted himself, he had to recover for an hour.

And on Ye Han's left side, the Cang woman was also in a state of embarrassment. She was covered in fragrant sweat, soaking her white clothes of Shengxue, and her three thousand hairs seemed to be soaked by mist. Drops fell on the ground one by one, and the drenched snow clothes outlined her uneven figure.

However, Ye Han didn't have any intention to appreciate the beauty of this Cang woman at the moment, he just wanted to get the painting scroll in his sight, so that this long and terrifying journey could end as soon as possible!

However, as time passed, someone had already come to this hall at this moment.

On the teleportation altar, there was a wave of power coming, and immediately, four or five figures walked out of the teleportation altar one after another, but, at the moment they entered the hall, the terrifying The coercion of the Holy Emperor suddenly came, directly making these people unable to bear it, and fell to the ground like dogs eating shit.

"What's going on? How can there be such a terrifying coercion here?"

"This is the coercion of the Holy Emperor, the coercion left by the Mad Sage before his death. No wonder it is so terrifying that I can't bear it!"

These people stood up with difficulty, their eyes looked around in horror, and finally fell on Ye Han and the Cang woman. These people basically came all the way from the first floor. Among them, they basically got the inheritance from the murals, but the treasures in the second and third floors have all fallen into the hands of the Cang women and Ye Han.

"That's Ye Han, but who is that woman? Her aura is terrifying!"

"This woman is definitely in the Supreme Realm, and she should not be provoked. It seems that all the treasures in the second and third floors have fallen into their hands."

Thinking of this, greed appeared in the eyes of these people, but they didn't dare to attack the Cang woman and Ye Han here, they couldn't bear the coercion of the Holy Emperor alone!

"There is one last stone platform!"

Seeing this, the eyes of these people flickered, and they all moved forward with the power in their bodies.

Regarding the arrival of these people, Ye Han and the women of the Cang clan had already discovered it, and they didn't care about it. Here, under the Holy Emperor, no one can do anything, even if it is the Supreme and Immortal Realm.

Right now, Ye Han is still more than ten meters away from the stone platform, but even if Ye Han is given a day to complete this distance, he might not be able to complete it.

Gradually, more people have come to this floor of the hall, from ten people to more than twenty, thirty, forty people, all of them are working hard with the power in their bodies. Approaching the stone platform, no one wants to get the scroll on the stone platform.

Soon, one day has passed, and the opening of the tomb of the mad saint has already reached the ears of the top forces in the Tianshu domain. , The strong have entered the tomb of the saint.

Buzz buzz!

Above the main hall, there was a trembling sound from the teleportation altar at this moment, and powerful breaths spread out from it. At this time, many young men and women, accompanied by some strong men, had already appeared on the In this layer.

"I didn't expect so many people to enter the tomb of the saint, and there is still the coercion of the emperor here!" A strong man glanced coldly at the entire hall, and when he looked at the figure closest to the front of the stone platform, , a hidden murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the friends from the Taiyin Temple to be older than our Wanshou Mountain. Everyone, be polite!" JrNovels.com