"Let's go." Ye Chen shouted suddenly. With his fairy eyes, he could see most clearly. There was a tomb underground, where too many people were buried. The mountains of bones were the gods of the prehistoric era.
In the previous melee, blood was sprinkled all over the world, and the evil thoughts and evil thoughts of the prehistoric gods during their lifetime were stained with the blood, breeding evil spirits, and awakening the most primitive killings.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whining and shrill wails began, all coming from the ground. It was as if there was a hell under the ground, and the evil spirits of the Nine Netherworld were roaring and trying to crawl out.
With a roar, the heaven and earth shook, and the earth suddenly cracked open. Large cracks connected one after another, spreading infinitely in all directions, and many monks fell into it without standing firm.
Screams suddenly began, and the monks who fell into the crack were sucked into mummies before they could climb out.
Immediately, billowing mist surged out from the cracks, swallowing the sky and the earth, and rolled up many monsters.
They all have a terrifying shape, and are all dark in color. They are not human. They are extremely scary in appearance. Their heads and six arms are all those of children. They have pairs of bloody eyes. They are violent and bloodthirsty. They are ferocious and terrifying. They are evil spirits, and they are huge in number. It makes people's scalp numb and spreads all over the ground.
"This... what is this." All the monks turned pale and subconsciously retreated. For a brief moment, they were in a daze. Many people had been overwhelmed by evil spirits, and their bodies were sucked into shriveled corpses. Even the souls who had left their bodies were also stunned. It is inevitable to be swallowed up by Yin Qi and become the nourishment of evil spirits.
The monks from all directions were frightened and fled one after another. Even the crippled Immortal Clan God Son and Phoenix God Son also got up and fled. Although they were not seriously injured, they ran very fast.
The same goes for the crippled quasi-emperors who were fucked earlier. They were still reeling just a moment ago. When they saw the evil spirits surrounding them, they suddenly came back to life with full health. Their escaping postures showed their domineering attitude.
Here, Ye Chen crossed the virtual sky and wanted to escape from this world, but he met an evil spirit head-on.
The evil spirit has no fixed shape, sometimes with one eye, sometimes with three pupils, a huge head, a big bloody mouth, a dark body, lingering in the mist, and has been distorted by evil thoughts.
Fortunately, the evil spirit in front of him is not as unstoppable as the previous monster in the wild forest.
Ye Chen took action and hit him with a palm until his blood and bones were dripping. The red sky roared and he chopped him alive.
His killings provoked more evil spirits to besiege them, and they gathered in groups. The number was so large that it made people's scalp numb, and their appearance was also terrifying. The bloody eyes showed cruelty and was gloomy.
Ye Chen opened the magic path, and the golden divine sea was launched, surging and rolling, swallowing up one piece after another.
Like him, other monks are also like this. They are fighting among the evil spirits. The weak ones are mostly buried, their bodies are sucked, their souls are swallowed up, the scenes are bloody, and the losses are extremely heavy.
Blood once again stained the world red, and screams came and went, combined with the howls and moans of the evil spirits, making the world really turn into a hell.
The ground of the entire ruins was cracked, and there were cracks everywhere you looked. The entire underground was full of skeletons, with a lingering yin energy, and evil spirits crawling out of the skeletons.
This was a terrifying scene. The older monks all turned pale, let alone the young monks. They had never seen such a terrifying evil spirit that could swallow people without spitting out their bones.
At this moment, human life is like a piece of grass. There are no less than hundreds of thousands of people who come in to hunt for treasures, but they are dragged into the underworld in large numbers, and the quasi-emperor level is no exception, and they are devoured into flying ashes by evil spirits.
On Xutian's side, Ye Chen killed the evil spirit again and took a big step to come to Ji Ningshuang's side.
The two of them stood on the left and right, Ye Chen sacrificed the Chaos Divine Cauldron, and Ji Ningshuang summoned the Yaochi Immortal Sword. The Divine Cauldron and the Immortal Sword resonated, and many evil spirits that came towards them were killed by the two of them.
Behind him, the Southern Emperor, Northern Saint, Xizun Zhonghuang, the Nine Immortals of the Imperial Family, and the Son of God of the Dragon Clan followed. They all used magic weapons and magic weapons to block the evil spirits on both sides for Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang.
Seeing that too many monks are coming, they must cling to the thighs of these ruthless people and follow them to survive. The ruins suppress their cultivation, and the only ones who can lead them out are these monsters.
"Guard the soul." Ye Chen spoke in no particular order. He had fought against evil spirits and knew that evil spirits were terrifying. Once they eroded the soul, they would be dragged into the abyss in an instant.
But even with his reminder, many people were still buried. They were drowned in patches by evil spirits, their bodies were sucked and shriveled, and their souls were swallowed up by evil thoughts and turned into nothingness.
Ye Chen didn't dare to stay, so he joined forces with Ji Ningshuang to forcefully fight a bloody path.
The two of them cooperated very well, leading the crowd and charging with all their lives. Behind them, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saint were also very powerful, and they played extremely fiercely as support players.
When a group of evil spirits join forces, their power is still very terrifying, like a sharp knife, which is unstoppable. The evil spirits fall in pieces, unable to block their way, and their roars shake the heaven and the earth.
"This damn relic is not a ruin. It's clearly a tomb." The son of the Dragon Clan was full of energy and blood. Holding the Tyrant Dragon Sword in his hand, he followed Ye Chen and the others, slashing out streaks of sword light.
"This is a tomb." Ye Chen replied, telling an ancient secret from the prehistoric period, "Aeons ago, the Red Lotus Empress burned the gods of the Eight Desolations here."
"This..." When the people behind him heard this, their expressions changed drastically. This secret was absolutely terrifying.
"Don't talk nonsense, kill it in one breath." Ye Chen moved the divine cauldron, knocking it away along the way.
Ji Ningshuang holds the Yaochi Fairy Sword, her moves are ordinary, but the power is infinite. No one behind her spares any effort, and she frequently uses unparalleled magical powers and terrifying magic weapons to continue to open up this bloody path.
Their hard work paid off, and they fought all the way to the exit of the ruins, but from a distance they saw a huge giant towering in front of the exit, roaring in the sky with anger and resentment.
The giant thing was so big, like a huge mountain, and it looked terrifying. It had nine huge heads, with bloody eyes like wine vats, and its whole body was covered with scales. The billowing mist was raging, mixed with evil thoughts and evil thoughts, and eighteen heads. Both hands held an ancient and cold magic weapon.
"Such a big guy." The Barbarian God Son swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He thought he was quite big, but compared with the monster at the exit of the ruins, he was just a little grasshopper.
"Attack his soul." Ye Chen was the first to kill him, and the nine gods instantly merged into one.
"Immortal destruction." Ji Ningshuang whispered. There were immortal patterns carved between her eyebrows, and a brilliant fairy light shot out, which was also the unity of nine rays. Its power was terrifying and not weaker than the gods of the gods.
The Qingtian monster was hit, but a moment later, it roared again, waved the war sword in its hand, and drew a celestial river of death and darkness, slashing Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang out.
"Here's a big one for you." The Nine Immortals of the Di Family rushed forward, their swords gathered thousands of rays of celestial light, and across the 800-foot sky, they cut off one of the monster's arms on the spot.
"Let's get a bigger one." The dragon god ascended to the sky, held the sword in both hands, raised it above his head, and a thousand-foot sword light came down from the sky and struck the monster's head in the middle.
However, the embarrassing thing is that although his attack was extremely domineering, it was as if it had struck an iron stone, only causing a wisp of sparks to hit the top of the monster's head, and he was also shaken and flew away.
"You're not very good at pretending." The God of the Wu Clan swung the emperor's war spear and used it as an iron rod. Ling Xiao struck the other head of the monster with a stick.
However, he was also embarrassed. He didn't hurt the monster at all, but he was shocked and flew away. He flew farther than the dragon god's son, crushing pieces of void space along the way.
"You're not that good at pretending." Nan Di rushed forward, with the divine war mark flowing in his hand, blessing Taoism and many secret magic powers, and pierced the monster's head with one strike.
Then came Beisheng, Zhonghuang and Xizun, holding magic weapons in their hands, and severely damaged the Qingtian monster.
Seeing this, the Wu Clan God Son and the Dragon Clan God Son coughed dryly. Although they were both God Sons, there was still a gap between them and Nan Di. With the peak blow, they were thrown away.
The Qingtian monster was angered, roared in the sky, waved its arms, and sent dozens of people flying. Powerful beings like Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang were no exception, let alone others.
The battle was bloody and brutal, and if you wanted to break out, you had to kill the monster blocking the exit.
Fighting alone, no one present is the opponent of Qingtian Monster, but there are many of them, and each of them is a monster-like existence. One wave retreats, and another wave quickly takes over.
The weak monks were arranged on the periphery and worked together to block the evil spirits coming from all directions for Ye Chen and the gang of monsters, which also bought time for Ye Chen and the others to kill the monsters that held up the sky.
The Immortal God Son and the Phoenix God Son also rushed out from one side and saw Ye Chen from a distance. Although they gritted their teeth, they had to join the battle. If they wanted to survive, they had to cooperate.
For the first time in Xuanhuang, many unparalleled geniuses fought together. The scene was not ordinary. Every ray of soul light represented a lineage of inheritance and did not weaken others.
When masters work together, their tacit understanding is innate. When fighting in groups, their coordination is extremely perfect.
The picture was bloody. The monster holding the sky was surrounded by three circles inside and three outside. The bright fairy lights came one after another, leaving blood gouges on its body and dyeing the misty sky red.
The sky-holding monster knelt down. Although it was extremely powerful, it could not withstand the large number of people on the opposite side. Its two heads were chopped off by Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang one after another, and collapsed in the fall.
The other seven heads could not escape the bad luck. One of the Zhonghuang's heads was beheaded, one was beheaded of the Xizun, one was beheaded of the Southern Emperor, the Northern Sage, the Nine Immortals of the Emperor's Family, the Divine Body of Nirvana, and the Son of the Immortal Clan were all beheaded.
Nine heads were chopped off, and the huge body of the sky-holding monster also collapsed and fell to the ground. The evil thoughts returned to the world and were imprinted in the ruins again. It was only a matter of time before they merged again.
The door-blocker was eliminated, Ye Chen stepped out of the ruins in one step, and people behind him also rushed out. One after another, black figures appeared in the sea of Red Lotus Industry, standing all over the sky.
"I almost got screwed." Ye Chen took out the wine bottle and looked back at the ruins behind him.
What was remarkable was that the Southern Emperor and Northern Saint behind him turned into a wisp of mist under his gaze. In other words, they were illusory existences.
Beside him, the only one who has not disappeared is Ji Ningshuang, she is real.
Ye Chen couldn't help but frown, and Ji Ningshuang also frowned slightly. The two looked at each other sideways, "Illusion?"