Zhuang Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Mu Piaoyu would not let them enter the tomb of Wu Ru!

A strong man at the peak of martial arts is still Mu Qingrong's elder, and he really can't do anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the martial artists of the rest of the sects were almost gone, but none of the Qingjing Sect moved.

"Ready to go!" Zhuang Yichen took out an extremely long rope at this time and wrapped it around everyone's waist.

He didn't know if the ten people would be teleported to different areas after entering the vortex, so he had to make some preparations.

"This guy is really slippery!" Several strong men came up with this idea at the same time, and Xie Mingxiu, who had not yet left, smiled slightly, and also motioned for the jinshi to do so.

In any case, if they can be together again after entering the Martial Tomb, there is no doubt that their strength will increase a lot.

Because if the lone person is unlucky, it is easy to be encountered by the rest of the warriors and killed one by one.

"Brother Mu, I hope we don't meet too soon in there!" Xie Mingxiu smiled at him.

"That's naturally the best!" Zhuang Yichen grinned and walked towards the nebula whirlpool. After a familiar period of vertigo, Zhuang Yichen found himself in an eerie underground palace.

The light around is a faint yellow light, as if a low-wattage bulb is glowing.

The ropes tied to his body are still there, and the brothers and sisters around him appear one after another.

"What the hell is this place!" He Ping's rough voice sounded, and everyone couldn't help but look up.

The top of the dungeon is extremely high, and the roof is a very oppressive dark black, about twenty meters high.

The stone walls of the underground palace are carved with continuous murals, but they are all like evil ghosts.

Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt a little familiar, because he happened to see a picture of a demon going into a fat pot!

"Eighteen layers of hell, is this a coincidence or what?" Zhuang Yichen's heart froze, but his face was impassive.

"This is the tomb of Wu Ru, where do you think it is!" Xue Junlin's voice said coldly, He Ping seemed to be a little afraid of her, and hurriedly stopped talking.

"It seems to have some weird feelings, it's cold!" Tang Tiantian said as she stroked her white jade, and even goosebumps were about to rise.

For women, even the most courageous women, there is a certain fear of such a place in their nature, and the difference is only in size.

"This seems to be the outermost entrance, you see there are five doors around!" Long Yingfeng observed very carefully.

"Why don't martial arts level powerhouses come in here, I'm afraid it's because the danger that exists may be to the extent that the peak of martial artists can withstand it!" Zhuang Yichen said with a deep groan.

If his guess is correct, these hundred people who entered the tomb of Wu Ru are afraid that many people will die.

"Young Master, do you think we will enter these five doors separately, or will we advance and retreat together?" asked Long Yingfeng with a respectful expression.

"With our current strength, it is not appropriate to separate!But individuals have personal opportunities, if you want to go your own way, I will not stop you!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, but the atmosphere fell into silence.

"Brother, I'll follow you!" Mu Qingrong said without thinking.

Shangguan Yuchan didn't say anything, she was originally Zhuang Yichen's person, and it was impossible for her to leave to act alone at this time.

"I'll go with you, junior brother!" Tang Tiantian also said, and even Xue Junlin said after glancing at Zhuang Yichen coldly: "I'll follow the young master!"

"I'll go alone!" Sun Wuyan said suddenly, he had always been silent, but once he exited, he would not change.

Long Yingfeng hesitated for a moment and glanced at He Ping, who immediately said, "Young master, we still plan to break through by ourselves!"

"Okay!" Zhuang Yichen said very calmly, everyone has their own fate and fate, since they have come here, who wants to be subservient to others all the time.

Unexpectedly, Ke Shichao and Mao Jiali also chose to act with the two, and the ten people of the Qingjing Sect were divided into three groups.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Zhuang Yichen still told Sun Wuyan, he could see that this second senior brother was on the verge of breaking through, which may be the reason why he insisted on going alone.

Tang Tian's sweet eyes were red, but she also knew Sun Wuyan's character, and it was useless to say more.

"Let's go!" Zhuang Yichen walked to a door in the middle with the four girls, and he found that in this underground palace, his divine thoughts were suppressed by an inexplicable force, and he could only detect within ten zhang.

With a hundred times the power of divine thoughts suppressed, he could only sigh that the owner of this Martial Confucian Tomb was too powerful.

The door was made of two bronze doors, each four meters wide, and when you entered, you suddenly felt that it was pitch black, and there was no light source.

"Boom!" The four of them walked a few steps, and the bronze gate behind them suddenly closed, and there was no way back.

Zhuang Yichen's palm immediately had a night pearl, which could illuminate the scene within three zhang.

This seemed to be a long road, and Zhuang Yichen's mind suddenly had an extremely evil and cold feeling.

"Be careful!" he whispered, and by this time there was already a fishy stench and a low roar in the air.

"Zombies?" Zhuang Yichen's first feeling was like this, but although this thing has been seen a lot in movies, the real lethality should not be very good.

"Woo!" suddenly came a whistling sound, accompanied by an astonishing bouncing sound.

"I'm coming!" Xue Junlin said in a deep voice, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a rain of swords popped out of the sky.

"Sonorous and sonorous!" The creature in the darkness was incredibly fast, and it suddenly rushed into the three zhang range and fought with Xue Junlin.

At this time, Zhuang Yichen and the others saw the appearance of this creature clearly, and at first glance, it definitely made people feel vomited.

It was a humanoid creature, but its facial features had been completely deformed, and the most terrifying thing was that two eyeballs had fallen out of their sockets and hung on their cheeks.

The head is sharply juggled like sharp horns, and the color of the whole body is cyan and black, which is very scary.

The monster's hands and feet were covered with sharp nails, and sparks were constantly flashing when they collided with Xue Junlin's long sword.

"What a terrible guy!" The girls all took a deep breath, Xue Junlin was a strong man at the peak of the martial arts, and his martial arts skills were also quite good, so he was temporarily on par with this monster.

"No trace of snow!" Xue Junlin snorted, and her delicate body disappeared in an instant. The monster suddenly lost its purpose, roared furiously, and actually pounced on the four of them.

"Poof!" Xue Junlin suddenly appeared from behind it, and stabbed a sword into the most vulnerable part of the monster's back.

The raging internal force poured in continuously, and the monster suddenly let out a terrible roar.

The long sword in Xue Junlin's hand continued to tremble at high speed, and began to shatter the monster's spine.