The reason why the Demon Worshipers waited outside was very simple. That tomb was not a good thing to do, let alone a ruthless figure like the Demon Commander. Even ordinary emperors and generals, in their own There are layers of mechanisms in the tombs, so how can they be ordinary people
If you rush in, losses are unavoidable. It is better to wait until these people rush in and make a profit. Their idea is very good, and they do have the strength, but people are not as good as God. Everyone knows that this sky is filled with disasters. Who released the sword energy? Those disciples of the Demon Worship Cult at the eighth and ninth levels of the True Dao could not escape the attack of the sword energy and were directly nailed to the ground. They died miserably.
They probably never imagined that such a change would happen before they died!
Then an even more shocking scene appeared in front of everyone. As the countless sword energy shot down, the entire space where the tomb was located was torn apart by the sword energy, as if a continent was torn apart. , disappeared in the turbulence of space in an instant, and the empty black crack in space told others that something once existed here.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and soon they dispersed. Soon, everyone left one after another.
"Huh!" Ye Mo's voice suddenly appeared, "That old guy just now was too scary!"
"Where did you run just now!" Ye Xiwen asked.
"It's not that old guy, he already discovered me just now!" Ye Mo said. "If he wants to, I can't stop him!"
"I don't know what considerations made him not attack me!" Ye Mo said with lingering fear. Although the thought did not attack Ye Mo, Ye Mo still did not dare to make any move.
Until now, Ye Mo dared to come out.
That idea was too terrifying. I don’t know what era it was left by. It seemed to be used to suppress the things in the coffin. What was in the coffin actually required such a terrifying idea to suppress it? Ye Xiwen felt vaguely To, perhaps, it is not the Demon Commander, but something else.
But no matter what, it can be said that Ye Xiwen gained a lot this time. Ye Xiwen alone occupied about one-third of these treasures. It can be said that he became rich overnight. Even among the masters of the true way, he is second to none!
Ye Xiwen did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged on the ground and read the Sutra of Saviors loudly!
Rest in peace, my predecessors. You fought hard for the human race and will certainly not be forgotten by future generations. There is not much I can do for you. I only hope that you can achieve rebirth!
As Ye Xiwen recited, the Sutra of Saviors turned into golden haloes, spreading out in circles. The resentment possessed by the bone demon that was swept away was reduced bit by bit, and the wailing resentful souls were gradually reduced. Calm down a little bit.
For three days, Ye Xiwen sat at the bottom of the sea, reciting the Sutra of Saving People aloud to save the souls of these seniors who had fought for the human race, so that they could enjoy their afterlife without being driven by others after death.
Ye Xiwen didn't know whether the legendary underworld really existed in this world, but at least when he was converting these resentful souls, Ye Xiwen did feel that there was a powerful force in the dark that could save these resentful souls. take away.
Maybe the rumored underworld really existed. It was the world of the dead. Ye Xiwen didn't know, and he didn't want to know now.
Ye Xiwen discovered that reciting the Sutra of Saving People for three days not only saved those resentful souls, but Ye Xiwen's own soul seemed to have been baptized.
At first, Ye Xiwen felt faintly tired. Since he came to this world, he has been constantly fighting and killing for survival. His mind has long been exhausted. After these three days of baptism, Ye Xiwen is full of energy again.
After extinguishing all the resentful souls, Ye Xiwen stood up. It was time to go back. Counting the time, he had been out for ten days, so it was time to go back.
Ye Xiwen stepped on a rainbow light and disappeared into a stream of light from the bottom of the sea.
——Qianji Island is so lively as before. The four major forces of the Dai Viet Kingdom are holding a martial arts competition here. The martial arts competition is already halfway through. After this competition, I am afraid that Qianji Island will also become famous throughout the world. The country of Dai Viet.
On a stage, Hua Menghan knocked a core disciple of the royal family off the stage with one move, and the referee next to him announced the verdict.
"In this round, Yi Yuan Zong and Hua Menghan win! That's the end of today's game!"
On the high platform, a looming figure stood up and said loudly: "Ye Xiwen hasn't come back yet? Three days have passed. Since he doesn't dare to come forward, I won't force him. As long as he kowtows three times in front of His Highness and admits defeat." That’s it!”
There was a commotion among the many disciples below, especially the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect. When they looked at the figure, they also gritted their teeth. Ye Xiwen kowtowed three times. This was not only an insult to Ye Xiwen, but also an insult to the Yiyuan Sect.
"Fengkong!" Hua Menghan, who was on the stage at this time, said loudly. "Your request is too unreasonable. You came as you came without notifying anyone. How did Ye Xiwen know that you would come? You said it would last for three days, but it only lasted for three days. It is too overbearing!"
The aura on Hua Menghan's body has faintly stepped into the true way, and there is only a short time left before he can fully step into the true way.
And that figure turned out to be the commander-in-chief of the Yulin Army, Feng Kong. Ever since the Yulin Army suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Xiwen, what was unexpected was that it was actually the commander-in-chief Fengkong who took action in person.
A three-day period was set for Ye Xiwen to appear within a limited time, leaving absolutely no room for negotiation.
"Haha, I am overbearing. Ye Xiwen's humiliation of our Yulin Army is a capital crime. There is no need for His Highness to take action, I will kill him!" The figure laughed coldly and said, regardless of the fact that there are many others here. The disciples of the Yiyuan Sect were about to kill them at the first word, and they were just as domineering as the rest of the Yulin Army.
"Kill me? Just you, I don't think you're qualified enough!" A loud laugh came from the distance, and a figure fell from the sky and landed on the ring, standing next to Hua Menghan.
Seeing Hua Menghan, Ye Xiwen nodded slightly to thank her for speaking for him.
Seeing Ye Xiwen's appearance, Hua Menghan was a little surprised, but also a little worried. Many people had heard of Feng Kong's terror. No one dared to underestimate the leader of the Yulin Army. Although he was a subordinate of the Eighth Prince, he was absolutely It's not that he isn't strong enough, it's that the Eighth Prince is too strong.
"Are you Ye Xiwen?" Two sharp eyes pierced down, as if they wanted to see through Ye Xiwen, but they couldn't see through Ye Xiwen at all. Ye Xiwen's body seemed to be surrounded by a mist. Anyone could see through it. You can't even see through him.
"Very good, are you here to die impatiently?" Feng Kong said coldly, looking at Ye Xiwen as if he was looking at a dead person.
Only then did Ye Xiwen see Feng Kong, who was dressed in an ice-blue robe, with a strong body and an arrogant face. He was also a young hero. It was hard to imagine that such a peerless genius and young hero would actually surrender to the Eighth Prince. This is unbelievable.
"The Yulin Army is nothing more than that, just a group of slaves and dogs!" Ye Xiwen said lightly, "I once heard about a method of beating dogs with sticks. It will be a good lesson for you!"
"You are just like an ant. Today I will kill you like a bug!" Feng Kong stared at Ye Xiwen coldly, he was unparalleled in dominance. From his body, you can almost see the behavior of the eighth prince. style.
Because the styles of the Yulin Army members are almost the same as those of the Eighth Prince.
"Since you want to die, I will send you on your way in advance!" Ye Xiwen said coldly, "Come down!"
Ye Xi's murderous intent was rampant and unbridled. Feng Kong was an outstanding disciple in a small sect. Later, he was impressed by the Eighth Prince and followed him to form the Yulin Army. His strength was unfathomable.
But Ye Xiwen was even more determined to kill him and establish his authority. He, Ye Xiwen, was not a soft persimmon and could step on anyone at will.
"I can't wait to kill you. Only with your blood can I wash away your blasphemy against His Highness!" Feng Kong flew straight down, and a violent momentum swept over, "Every fiber in your body can be washed away!" All bones will be broken!"
Suddenly the eyes of countless people were focused on these two people. After waiting for so many days, the day finally came. The big show was finally about to take place. Many people had been waiting for so long, not to learn martial arts, but to wait for this moment. A big battle.
The Yulin Army was humiliated by Ye Xiwen. With their domineering character, how could they give up? In the end, they never expected that the leader of the Yulin Army, Feng Kong, would come.
The number one master under the Eighth Prince actually took action in person, which showed that he attached great importance to Ye Xiwen and also showed his determination to kill Ye Xiwen.
Many people even thought that if Ye Xiwen could survive this test, they would all go to the Yiyuan Sect to watch the shocking battle between the Eighth Prince and Ye Xiwen. This battle was understood by many as the beginning of the Eighth Prince's conquest of the world. battle, and Ye Xiwen will be remembered as a victim.
Many members of the Yulin Army are preaching that this is an epic battle, not because Ye Xiwen is strong enough to compete with the Eighth Prince, but because it will open a new chapter in the history of the Dai Viet Kingdom, and the Eighth Prince will sweep across The beginning of the world, this is the first battle.
"I hope your strength is better than your words!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer. "If you want to break my bones, it depends on whether you have the strength!"
(To be continued)