Chapter 1542: Nine-Fold Hall

The more they moved forward, the more ugly Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou's faces became.

Tang Huan was also trembling slightly, just on this staircase avenue, there were probably 10,000 dead monks, and that kind of cactus-like creature only died more than a hundred plants.

In a few moments, the three of them had crossed the last staircase and stood in front of the huge building.

In front is a temple, the door of the temple is open, on the plaque hanging above, the four big characters of "Yuan Shi Killing Realm" dragon flying and phoenix dancing, killing intent is revealed, at a glance, it makes people's souls throb for it, as if each character contains endless corpse mountains and blood seas, monstrous evil spirit.

At this time, Tang Huan suddenly understood that the existence of this "Yuan Shi Immortal Relic" was not a sect in the ancient period, but should be a place of trial. After passing through the other eight passages, you will definitely encounter similar dangers, and it is estimated that there are corpses everywhere along the way.

"Whoosh-"

After a pause, the three of them continued to gallop forward, and in an instant, they had passed through the temple gate.

In this place, there are no shortcuts at all, you can only follow the passage.

If you want to avoid the danger from the ground by flying in the sky, the possibility of success is almost zero, because the air above about five meters is filled with incomparably majestic pressure, and it is impossible for the Heavenly Monarch Monk to break through the blockade of that pressure, and at such a height, there is no sexual safety at all.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many people to die on that staircase avenue.

"Phew!"

The sound of gasping for air sounded suddenly, and as soon as they passed through the hall gate, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou stopped, with a look of shock between their eyebrows.

The space behind the temple gate is extremely vast, about several kilometers in length and width.

However, this space is still covered with corpses. Although it was slightly smaller than the staircase outside, there were still thousands of people, and the death was also quite miserable, but it was not the cactus on the staircase that killed them, but a plant shaped like a ball.

"More than 10,000 people died. ”

After a moment of silence, Gu Caiwei couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although she and Tang Manrou were quite dissatisfied with the monks who were rushing to enter the "Yuan Shi Immortal Relic", they still couldn't bear to see a large number of their corpses lying here.

At the end of this temple space, there is an arch.

Behind the arch, there should be another hall space, where there are corpses everywhere, and the heavy hall space inside is probably not much better.

As it turned out, her guess was not wrong at all.

When the three of them entered the second hall space, they were indeed covered with corpses all over the ground, but the ones who killed these monks had been replaced by another kind of grass and tree creatures.

The third hall space and the fourth hall space......

That's all the same.

The further forward you go, the closer the time for the death of those monks in the hall space becomes, and the sound of shouting and cheering from the front becomes clearer and clearer.

Before they knew it, the three of them had entered the eighth hall space.

"Two senior sisters, get ready. ”

Tang Huan snorted in a deep voice.

In the space of the ninth-level hall in front of him, there seemed to be a fierce battle, so almost the moment the words fell, Tang Huan also summoned the "Pure Yang Divine Sword" from the dantian, and in the trembling sound of agitation, the terrifying sword intent surged out, and in an instant, the entire space was filled.

Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou also ran Tianyuan, urging the Dao weapon in their hands, the giant sword and long knife, shining brightly, and the majestic energy rolled out.

In the next moment, the three of them passed through the arch in the depths of the hall almost at the same time, and in an instant, they had entered the ninth hall space.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering loud sound exploded in his ears, Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou stared at it reflexively, and saw that in the central area of the palace space, a green rattan hundreds of meters long was dancing wildly like a spirit snake, and on the rattan, countless branches and vines were dancing with their teeth and claws.

Around the rattan, thousands of monks were desperately attacking.

The roar was one after another, and the brilliant glow from the Dao Vessel was colorful, reflecting the hall like a dream, but the fierce energy that continued to rage and the corpses lying on the ground no longer showed the danger of this area all the time.

The battle between the two sides has obviously been going on for quite a long time.

Outside the battle circle, there were not only the corpses of monks, but also a large number of monks who were injured or exhausted in strength, all sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, racing against time to heal or restore Tianyuan.

The appearance of Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou attracted the attention of many monks.

But at this time, everyone was completely surprised, and their eyes flashed, and their attention returned to the long green rattan.

"Bang! bang......"

With a twist of wisteria and a twitch of the branches, several Heavenly Monarchs who couldn't dodge spat blood from their mouths, and flew out upside down with weapons, already seriously injured. But almost instantly, there were also countless weapons that returned to the strength and slashed down, leaving numerous wounds on the rattan.

"Two senior sisters, let's go up together, be more careful. ”

The three of them immediately rushed over.

"Whew!"

When there were still dozens of meters away from the green rattan, the "Pure Yang Divine Sword" in Tang Huan's hand slashed out, and the majestic Tianyuan poured into the sword body, instantly turning into a huge sword ray, shuttling through the gap between the two monks, and swept forward like a match, as if it could cut off the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

Almost at the same moment, that terrifying sword intent also surged out with the white sword light, and it seemed to turn into substance.

Sensing this palpitating sword intent, the thousands of monks around were taken aback, and in a hurry, their eyes fell on Tang Huan.

"It's him!"

"Gu Ying!"

"He's in, too!"

“……”

Exclamations erupted.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the white sword light had poured on the green rattan, and a crack as deep as a foot deep was exposed, and a viscous green liquid shot out from the crack. A strange sound erupted from the rattan's body, and then the rattan writhed violently.

"Good!"

The cheers rang out, and the surrounding monks were in high spirits, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

They had been besieging this rattan for a long time, but even if the Heavenly Monarch at the peak of the sixth rank tried his best, he could only leave a few inches deep scar on the rattan. In comparison, the role that Tang Huan's offensive could play far exceeded that of every one of them.

Tang Huan frowned slightly.

As the rattan continued to wriggle, the wound was actually healing at an alarming rate, and it was estimated that it would take a few breaths at most to recover as before. Not only the scars he had cut with his sword, but also the scars left by the other monks on the rattans were also rapidly disappearing.