Hearing Yang Dingtian's analysis, the disciples of the Burning Sun Sect were also aware of the current situation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hunted down and killed Ye Wushuang before, but instead of killing him, he lost a lot of disciples because of it, and he no longer had any advantage over other forces.

If you don't leave, I'm afraid you will become the target of hunting by other forces.

"Let's go!"

Following Yang Dingtian's order, the disciples of the Burning Sun Sect turned around and left.

As soon as someone took the lead in leaving, the Devil Yuan, the Heavenly Sword Sect and other forces all left one after another.

As long as he leaves the dungeon and guards the gate of the dungeon, then Ye Wushuang is not a dead end.

"Let's go too!"

Others such as the Phantom Clan, the Feather Clan, and others also left.

"Ye Wushuang, you'd better die here, once you go out, my Qing clan will definitely not let you go. Qing Clan Qingwei glanced coldly at the top of the tower, then turned and left.

The strange young man who called the Corpse Sect also glanced up at the top of the tower and turned to leave.

At the same time, a group of loose cultivators also left one after another.

Among these people, some of them had not seen Ye Wushuang's feat of ascending to the ninetieth floor, but in the mouths of others, they had also learned about it.

Although they had never seen Ye Wushuang, they had written it down by killing the name of the god Ye Wushuang.

For a while, only a group of disciples of the Burning Sun Sect remained, as well as people from the Yunlan Ancient Sect.

Of course, there are two more.

One is very popular.

One is Tang Yunxuan.

Feng Jue stood quietly for a while, and his figure burrowed into the crowd of scattered cultivators to complete the task given to him by Ye Wushuang.

As for Tang Yunxuan, her expression now is extremely complicated, with indescribable emotions.

Glancing at Yang Qing'er, she finally chose to leave.

Gu Lingzong, Mo Wentian retracted his gaze and said, "Qingxue, you see that the gate of the underground palace is about to close, let's go out first." ”

"Senior sister, Brother Ye hasn't come out yet, I have to wait for him. ”

Yang Qing'er looked at Di Qingxue.

"Xiaoshuang hasn't come out yet, and I have to wait for him. Ye Roumei's eyes were staring closely at the top of the tower, her pink fists clenched, and she was very anxious.

If you don't come out, the door of the underground palace will be closed, and you can only wait for the next three hundred years.

If that's the case, she'd rather stay here and be with him.

Not only did the two women not retreat, but Qian Ling, Jian Bufan and Qiu Mo did not leave, their faces did not change, and the fists they were holding exposed their current mood.

On the other side, Yuan Qingmeng never left, praying in his heart, "Brother Ye, you should come out quickly!"

Looking at Yuan Qingmeng's movements, Fengyang, who was handsome and handsome beside him, said, "Senior Sister Yuan, let's go." ”

"Senior brother, wait a little longer, please, wait a little longer. ”

Yuan Qingmeng looked at Fengyang pleadingly.

Seeing this, Feng Yang's eyes were as bright as stars, obviously he didn't expect Yuan Qingmeng to care so much about Ye Wushuang.

However, knowing Yuan Qingmeng's identity, he did not refuse, and waited with him for a while.

On the Tongshen Tower, there was no movement at all.

"Qingmeng, let's go and wait outside, if we stay here, everyone won't be able to get out. Fengyang said.

Hearing this, Yuan Qingmeng also turned his head and glanced at the people who were in a hurry.

"Senior sister, you have to believe Brother Ye, he has his own natural appearance, so many people have not been able to kill him, it will be fine. Yundong stepped forward.

Hearing this, Yuan Qingmeng was quite unwilling, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded, if it drags on like this, it will also hurt everyone.

Immediately, Feng Yang glanced at the side of the Ancient Spirit Sect and left with the disciples of the Yunlan Ancient Sect.

"Let's go too. ”

Di Qingxue, who had not spoken, also shouted, pulled Yang Qing'er and turned around.

When the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect heard this, they all turned around happily if they were amnestied, and if they didn't leave, they would all be finished and buried in the underground palace.

Ye Rou didn't move.

As if feeling something, Di Qingxue turned her head and reminded: "If he goes out and you are trapped here again, I believe this is not what he wants to see." ”

"He's out?"

Hearing this, Ye Rou's heart suddenly moved, and she turned to look at Di Qingxue, "Senior Sister Di, are you ......?"

Before Ye Rou finished asking, Di Qingxue said, "Go out and wait first." ”

Hearing this, Ye Rou struggled several times in her heart before she turned around and followed, as Di Qingxue said, she was afraid of staying here, Ye Wushuang went out.

At that time, Ye Wushuang was afraid that he would go crazy.

The group of people left the prairie, but they didn't know that not long after they left, a figure appeared on the top floor, overlooking the four directions.

……

The abyss, the gate of the underground palace.

The elders of the major forces are all waiting, the underground palace experience is over, and they all hope that the disciples of their sect will gain something.

Sure enough, it lived up to expectations, and one by one the disciples walked out of it, overjoyed.

Among them, the disciples of the great forces are looking for their respective sects.

As for the scattered cultivators, they were worried that the sect forces would attack them, and as soon as they left, they rushed out of the abyss and ran into the distance.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian, Yu Yuzhen and a group of people were guarding in front of the gate of the underground palace.

There are also Ye Rou, Yang Qing'er and others who are also looking at the gate of the underground palace.

Bang!

Suddenly, the gate of the underground palace trembled, and nine diamond-shaped stone platforms flowed with divine light, bursting out nine divine lights, shooting into the gate of the underground palace.

Suddenly, a huge vortex in the void shrouded downward, and a terrifying aura pressed towards everyone.

"Get out of here!"

The crowd realized that the gate of the underground palace was about to disappear, and their bodies exploded.

Emperor Qingxue also released a powerful force to take Ye Rou, Yang Qing'er and others away from the gate of the underground palace.

Bang!

The vortex in the void shrouded the door of the dungeon, as if it was about to swallow it.

The gate of the underground palace suddenly bloomed with nine-colored divine light, and the brilliance was more than ten zhang, piercing the void.

Among them, there was a brilliance that stood out from the rest, stretching for dozens of zhang, rushing out of the abyss, and disappearing in an instant.

Bang!

The earthquake trembled, and the abyss cracked a huge opening.

Several diamond-shaped stone platforms were concave in all directions, which made the faces of the lords of all the forces change, and they left the abyss with a group of disciples.

Behind him, nine diamond-shaped stone platforms sank into the ground, and the gate of the underground palace also sank.

"Ye Wushuang has been buried in the dungeon!"

The strongest disciples were all very unwilling, Ye Wushuang had an opportunity against the sky, but he was buried in the ground with the underground palace, and he could only wait for three hundred years.

But by then, they could no longer enter it.

"But it's better to be dead!"

Immediately, everyone sneered again, no longer glanced at Tianyuan, and pursued their own sect.

"Little Shuang!"

Seeing that the door of the underground palace was closed, and Ye Wushuang was still not seen, Ye Rou shouted sadly, unable to accept this fact, and fainted directly to the ground.

Yang Qing'er was also in tears.

Di Qingxue hugged Ye Rou and left the abyss with Yang Qing'er.

"It's a pity, Ye Wushuang's luck is profound, and his talent is extraordinary, and if he cultivates it, he is definitely the strongest disciple of the terrifying. ”

"It's a pity that he was buried in the underground palace, although the cultivator has a long lifespan, but three hundred years is a long time, I don't know if he can hold on until the next time the underground palace is opened?"

Some of the scattered cultivators looked at the abyss, shook their heads and sighed.