The chamber is too huge, the total area is only more than ten football fields, and Jinshan is located in the center of the tomb, from Jinshan to the entrance of the tomb, there is a considerable distance.

Han Ye ran wildly all the way, listening to the rockfall above his head constantly roaring down, smashing to the ground, watching the poisonous spring under the ground continue to gush upward, the poisonous water splashed everywhere, and his nerves were almost tense to the extreme!

He must be careful of the boulders that fall densely above his head, otherwise once he is hit by these boulders of tens or hundreds of tons, even if he does not die, he will break his tendons and be seriously injured.

As for the dark green poisonous spring gushing out of the cracks in the ground, it couldn't be touched at all.

Once unfortunately touched by the extremely poisonous fountain, it will be poisoned to death, and at worst, there will be no bones.

There have been several tragic precedents in front of him, and he has been demonstrated.

Han Ye concentrated all his energy, and in the gap between falling rocks and poisonous springs, he quickly rushed forward.

In my ears, there were terrible screams from time to time.

It was the wail of someone who was unfortunately hit by a falling rock overhead, or sprayed by a poisonous fountain underground, before dying.

Everyone got acquainted, and Han Ye wanted to help, but now he himself was a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was difficult to protect himself, let alone save people.

He was so powerless that he could only grit his teeth, ignore everything around him, and run all the way forward, first escaping from the tomb that was about to collapse.

"Ah~~"

A short, miserable hiss suddenly sounded on his right side, which was very close to him.

He subconsciously turned his head to take a look, only to see that a martial arts master in the advance team was unfortunately smashed by the boulder falling above his head, and with a "boom", most of his body was deeply smashed into the ground by the boulder, leaving only two arms and a head, exposed outside the boulder.

But after all, that person was a powerful grandmaster-level figure, although he was seriously injured and spit blood, he didn't die for a while, and he still held on to his breath, turned over and pushed the boulder with both hands, as if he wanted to push the hundred-ton boulder away.

Han Ye hesitated slightly, but finally paused, intending to help the man.

After all, everyone is still in the same boat, and they are both martial arts masters, so it is not easy to cultivate to this realm.

It was too aggrieved to die in this tomb like this.

He was about to stretch his body and go over and help the man push the boulder away.

But just as he was distracted, a thick dark green poisonous spring suddenly erupted from under his feet and spewed towards him rapidly!

Han Ye was taken aback, took a deep breath, and with a turn of divine power, he accelerated violently and jumped forward.

With a "snort", the dark green poisonous spring grazed the soles of his shoes and rushed into the air, spewing out dozens of meters high.

Bursts of green smoke came out of the soles of his shoes, and most of them were melted in an instant!

Han Ye was shocked into a cold sweat, the corrosive power of this poisonous spring was so strong, if it had been a little slower just now, his two legs would no longer be his own.

He was about to catch his breath and calm his nerves, when suddenly there was a loud noise above his head.

When he looked up, he saw a boulder with a diameter of ten meters and a weight of 100 tons, which was smashed down on his head!

At this time, Han Ye was at the moment when the old power had been exhausted and the new power had not been born, and he could no longer accelerate in the air and avoid the bombardment of the boulder.

In a hurry, he put his hands on the boulder, and with the power of this support, the whole person accelerated and fell, and the boulder was affected by this reaction force, and the speed of falling was slightly slowed down.

It was precisely by taking advantage of this unusually short time difference that Han Ye fell to the ground, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, his divine power immediately flowed, and he kicked the ground, and the whole person rushed forward.

He had just swept out not far away, and with a "boom", the boulder fell violently behind him, shaking a large amount of smoke and dust, and the broken small stones splashed everywhere, hitting him with a faint pain.

After he dodged two attacks in succession, he turned his head to look at the Yang Clan Grandmaster again, and the Grandmaster's figure had been submerged in the dark green poisonous fountain and disappeared.

Han Ye couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

A grandmaster is placed in the outside world, and it is a majestic figure that everyone is in awe.

But in this ancient tomb, it is like a mustard, saying that death is death, and even the bones cannot be found, which makes people inevitably sad to die.

It's just that now at this juncture, it's not the time to be sad, so he quickly collected his mood and continued to rush towards the gate of the tomb.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed through most of the distance as fast as the wind, and the door of the tomb was already in sight.

Han Ye's spirits perked up, and he felt that hope was ahead, as long as he worked harder, as long as he sped up a little faster, he would be able to escape from this tomb.

As long as he can escape from this burial chamber, maybe he will be safe.

Seeing that the gate is getting closer and closer, and the hope of escaping is getting bigger and bigger, but at this moment, the bluestone gate that was originally wide open began to close slowly for no reason!

Han Ye couldn't help but be shocked, the bluestone gate was their only escape exit, and it was their best hope for survival.

Once the bluestone gate, which weighs thousands of tons, falls, their vitality will be completely cut off, and no one will be able to escape.

They will all be locked up in this tomb and become the burial objects of this ancient tomb!

At this time, the others also noticed that the door of the tomb was closing, and they could not help but panic, and shouted helplessly:

"The gate is closing! Run!"

"What's going on, why does the door close automatically?"

"The gate must not be closed! or we will all die here!"

“……”

“……”

Accompanied by the shouts of everyone, Han Ye was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and rushed forward with all his might, hoping to rush outside the tomb before the stone door closed.

However, he was still too far away from the stone door, and the stone door was falling faster than expected.

Even if he used all his strength, he couldn't rush out of the tomb door before the stone door closed, and he could only watch as the stone door gradually closed in front of his eyes, watching the vitality disappear little by little before his eyes.

Han Ye gasped heavily, his heart cold.

How could this tomb be so dangerous?

He's only just explored the first burial chamber, is he going to die here?

The other members of the advance team couldn't help but show despair in their eyes.

Their reaction and speed were a line slower than Han Ye's, and they were even farther away from that stone gate, even Han Ye couldn't leave, and the vast majority of them were even more hopeless.

Look at the tomb that is collapsing more and more, and look at the tomb door that is about to close completely, it is almost inevitable that they will die here!

Just when everyone was desperate and helpless, a figure rushed out of the crowd like lightning, crossed Han Ye's head, and rushed straight to the door of the tomb.

In the blink of an eye, he was rushing under the stone door that was closing.

Immediately after, he parted his legs, steadily tied up a horse step, supported the falling stone door with both hands, roared like thunder in his mouth, and pushed up with all his strength.

The giant bluestone gate weighing thousands of tons was actually lifted up by that person, and it didn't fall for a while!

Everyone looked at it and found that the person at the top gate was the patriarch of the Yang clan in Nanling - Yang Million!

The crowd was first shocked, then ecstatic.

Yang Million is worthy of being the crushing of this team, the innate grandmaster, the strength is extremely strong, and he was able to jack up the huge stone gate before the stone gate closed!

With all this time that Yang Million bought them, they were simply desperate, and their hopes of escaping from the tomb had risen significantly!

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and speed me up! I won't last long!" Yang Million shouted loudly, and an old face turned red from the huge pressure of Shimen.

Although he was an innate grandmaster, it was also a huge burden for him to support such a heavy stone gate.

There is no time to lose.

Everyone hurried up and rushed out with all their might.

Han Ye rushed to the front, the fastest, and the first to rush out of the tomb.

The others followed him, one by one.

When the last person escaped from the tomb, Yang Million couldn't support it anymore, let out a low cry, couldn't wait to retreat, and then sat on the ground and began to gasp for breath.

"Boom"

The heavy stone door fell, completely cutting off the collapsed tomb from the outside world.

Inside the stone gate, the No. 1 tomb collapsed to the earth's core, but outside the stone gate, it was calm, and it didn't seem to have been affected at all, not even a trace of shock, let alone collapse.

All destruction is confined to that small world.

This mechanism prohibition is designed to be unpredictable.

Han Ye stood outside the No. 1 tomb in shock, looking at the closed bluestone giant gate, and then at the exhausted Yang Million, he couldn't help but secretly call it a fluke, and he was a little more grateful to Yang Million in his heart.

If it weren't for Yang Million's action at the critical moment just now and supported the bluestone giant gate, he was afraid that he would be locked in the tomb with others at this moment.

Han Ye turned his head to look at the other team members, and found that they were also pale and had a frightened look on their faces, and it was estimated that what they were thinking at this time was not much different from him.

He settled down, carefully investigated the surroundings, and found that Yongdao was indeed not affected by the collapse of the No. 1 tomb, everything was as calm as before, and the place where he was very safe, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and a hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

He couldn't help but secretly admire the owner of this ancient tomb, who was so powerful, with mysterious spells, and could design such an ingenious mechanism prohibition.

Han Ye was guessing the identity of the tomb owner, but Yang Youqin, who escaped from the tomb behind him, walked to Yang Million's side, asked about Yang Million's physical condition with concern, and then asked nervously: "Sect Elder, I was in too much of a hurry to escape just now, I don't know if the Soul Exorcism Sword was brought out?"

It's no wonder that Yang Youqin was so nervous, if the Soul Exorcism Sword hadn't been obtained, they would have entered the No. 1 tomb in vain just now, and they would have lost a few lives in that tomb.

Yang Million opened his eyes, glanced at him, nodded a little weakly, and pointed to a tightly wrapped thing like a wooden stick beside him.

Yang Youqin picked it up, carefully opened a corner and looked at it, it was the soul exorcism sword that caused the collapse of the No. 1 tomb.

As for wrapping it so tightly, it was probably because I was afraid that this sword was also poisonous.

Although this Soul Exorcist Sword was left by ancient tomb robbers, it did not belong to the original tomb. But after all, this sword has been inserted in Jinshan for so long, and no one can guarantee whether it has been infected with poison or not.

Yang Youqin exhaled a breath and felt that the pressure in his heart was slightly less.

This ancient tomb is really dangerous, the traps in the No. 1 tomb are already unguardable, who knows how much danger those war spirits in the depths of the ancient tomb will bring to them?

With this Soul Exorcism Sword, at least they can increase their chances of survival when facing those tomb guarding spirits.

Yang Youqin looked at Yang Million, who was meditating and pranayama, and admired this clan elder very much.

In such a critical situation, Zong Lao didn't bring out the Soul Exorcism Sword, but also remembered to wrap the Soul Exorcism Sword in layers to prevent poison on the sword.

Zong Lao is worthy of being a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and this meticulousness and calmness make him really unreachable.

Yang Youqin rewrapped the Exorcist Sword and was about to put it back to Yang Million respectfully.

At this moment, a ghostly black shadow quietly jumped out from the darkness, slapped out with one palm, and with a whistling wind, it fiercely bombarded Yang Million's vest!

Yang Million was pranayama at this time, and he was completely defenseless, even if he was prepared, he was exhausted at this time and was unable to dodge.

Suddenly hit by this palm, the whole person seemed to be hit by a speeding car, was bombed straight out of more than ten meters away, hit the wall of the road, and then slid down, blood in the mouth spurted wildly, obviously suffering a very serious internal injury.

The black shadow struck Yang Million with one palm, and did not chase him to the end, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Yang Youqin, reaching out and grabbing the exorcism sword in his hand!

Seeing that the black shadow had arrived, with the light of the only two remaining camping lanterns, Yang Youqin finally recognized the true face of this black shadow!

Worship the Blood Master!

This black shadow turned out to be the Blood Worship Sect Master who entered the ancient tomb before them!

No wonder they hadn't seen the Blood Cult Master in Tomb No. 1 just now.

It turned out that this treacherous and cunning old devil didn't go to Tomb No. 1 to steal the soul exorcist sword at all, but was ambushed around here early in the morning, and a praying mantis caught cicadas, and the yellow finch was behind!

Yang Youqin was shocked and angry, only to feel a sense of resentment blocked in his chest, making him really unable to swallow it!

They took so much risk and spent so much that they almost all of them were buried in Tomb No. 1 to obtain the Soul Exorcism Sword.

But this Blood Worship Sect Master hid comfortably aside, and didn't come out to snatch the fruits of victory until the end, how could he swallow this breath?

Seeing that the hand of the Blood Worship Sect Master was about to grab the Soul Exorcism Sword, Yang Youqin stepped back violently, and then shook his arm hard, throwing the Soul Exorcism Sword far away in the direction of Han Ye, and at the same time shouted loudly:

"Han Ye, take the Soul Exorcism Sword and run away! The Blood Worship Sect Master is here! Don't be cheap!"