As Ye Zhong looked out, another part of this ancient temple appeared in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking behind him from the top of this Heaven Sacrifice Altar, he could see that in the infinite twilight, an extremely dark abyss appeared in front of Ye Chong, and in that abyss, there was a trace of extremely gloomy aura spreading out.

This trace of aura may be poison to others, but at this moment, it made Ye Zhong's heart move.

This breath is the death breath of Shura!

This kind of aura, if an ordinary martial artist encounters it, he may die inexplicably in an instant, but if Ye Chong encounters it and can refine it smoothly, then there is a great probability that his Shura sword seal will be strengthened to an unimaginable level.

And this kind of Shura death qi is obviously inextricably linked to the thousands of corpses in this Blood Demon Sect, because vaguely, what is entangled in the blood hole in the eyebrows of the corpses of those strong people in the Blood Demon Sect is this Shura death qi.

Looking at the collapsed earth and the incomparably black abyss, Ye Zhong hesitated for a moment, but did not continue to walk towards the dark spear that nailed the old man on the throne, but hesitated for a moment, and his body rushed forward.

At this moment, many powerhouses behind him were still in the frenzy of fighting for blood nerves, and no one noticed Ye Chong's movements, so almost instantly, Ye Chong's figure fell quickly from the other direction of the Heaven Sacrifice Altar, heading towards the place where the abyss was.

As for that blood nerve, Ye Zhong didn't think about him at all, that thing definitely couldn't be the so-called first-chance chance. Not to mention that if you cultivate that blood nerve, you will become the public enemy of the Three Thousand God Realm, even if those supreme powerhouses in the Three Thousand God Realm will not come to pay attention to this small Western Wilderness Realm. However, those who have obtained the blood nerve will be concerned by the Great Sect Spirit Mountain of the Ancient Kingdom in the Western Wilderness Realm from now on, and there will be countless troubles.

What's more, at this moment, the blood nerve has been divided into six, even if it is as strong as the thirteenth prince, it is estimated that it can only snatch one, as for the others, don't think too much.

Therefore, Ye Zhong is basically certain at this moment that the blood nerve should not be able to be gathered. As for that dark spear, it should be extremely difficult to get hold of, but where Ye Zhong went at the moment, if there was any benefit, he would be able to monopolize it.

Soon, Ye Zhong passed through the twilight and came to the place in front of the huge abyss.

Looking at it from this place, Ye Chong suddenly shook slightly, and he could clearly see that this huge abyss, in the shape of a round hole, was obviously just the entrance to a certain place.

After staring at this place for a while, feeling the faint Shura death breath in the air, Ye Zhong suddenly let out a long breath, and then he sacrificed out of the Demon Suppression Palace, and as soon as his body moved, he fell on top of the Demon Suppression Palace, and then the Demon Suppression Hall supported him and slowly fell towards the abyss.

All the way down, Ye Zhong could clearly see that the sides of the abyss seemed to be splashed with endless blood and water, and many long scarce and strange creatures hung on the cliffs on both sides with some extremely poignant postures. Of course, they are too dead to die, and there is not the slightest life in them. But such a scene is creepy enough.

With Ye Chong's strength, his scalp was slightly numb at the moment, and vaguely, he realized that he might have found an extremely remarkable place, and perhaps, the discovery in it would be even more amazing than the inheritance of the Blood Demon Sect.

The abyss is extremely deep, and after half a day, Ye Chong's body has fallen to the bottom of the abyss, and on the ground, there is a pile of mud for I don't know how many years, making a strange sound, and looking at both sides from where Ye Chong is, there are dark cracks that are not visible.

And I don't know when it started, the corpses of the creatures hanging on the cliff are no longer visible, but the Shura death qi here is getting stronger and stronger, even if Ye Zhong urges the Shura sword seal to protect the body, his scalp is slightly numb at this moment, because he can clearly feel that if he doesn't happen to cultivate the Shura sword seal and has a little restraint on the Shura death qi, then even if he cultivates to the realm of immortal flesh, maybe when he sets foot here, he will fall.

The air flow around them disappeared at some point, and was replaced by an absolute dead silence, as if no one could break it.

At this moment, a feeling of exploding scalp appeared in Ye Chong's head, making Ye Chong not know how many times he had the idea of gritting his teeth and retreating, but Ye Chong's determination was beyond mortals, he gritted his teeth, sensed the subtle changes in Shura's death qi in the air, and moved forward step by step.

Gradually, the twilight around him began to thin out, and then Ye Zhong vaguely saw that there was a huge open space in front of him.

On the clearing, the green bricks were all over, countless mosses and vines covered it, and Ye Zheng looked along the end of the green bricks, and then his heart was slightly shocked.

A large hall appeared suddenly, as if it was embedded in the cliff, and a magnificent momentum emanated from the main hall.

Although the main hall is simple, it is still domineering and magnificent.

Ye Zhong exhaled slowly, and finally calmed down again.

This place may be the true ancestral land of the Blood Demon Sect, and vaguely Ye Zhong felt that this place was a little familiar, and after a while, his heart moved, and he took out the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing Jade he got that day and studied it for a while, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

The carving at the bottom of this 10,000-year-old Xuanbing Jade Platform is actually the terrain here, and there is still a part of it that should mark everything in this hall.

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Zhong stood in place for a long time, and after a long time, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and his body instantly shot out towards the place in front of him, towards the entrance of the main hall.

The main hall is so vast that you can't see the end at a glance, only the huge black stones that are indescribably stacked together. And the huge entrance, about ten zhang wide, opened like the mouth of a fierce beast.

Ye Chong's figure fell to the place in front of the entrance, and he was suddenly shocked, and cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant.

With his own heart, the moment he saw this hall just now, he seemed to have lost his mind, and he rushed directly here?

At this moment, the corners of Ye Chong's eyes twitched wildly, looking at the ancient hall in front of him that he had arrived at for some reason, but there was no surprise in his heart, more of a doubt and vigilance.

In the depths of the dark hall, there seemed to be countless eyes watching him at this moment.

Ye Zhong looked at the depths of the hall like this. From this angle, you can vaguely see that in the hall where this strange appearance appears, there seems to be a long passage, and in the passage, there are cyan stone pillars like giant trees towering up, rushing to the top of the hall.

Watching this scene, after a long time, Ye Chong gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and leave.

No matter what is in this, but all this is too weird, even if Ye Chong already has the strength of the eighth level of forging body at this moment, and he has cultivated the Shura sword seal that can compete with the death qi of Shura, but he still clearly knows that he may be the life of cannon fodder in such a strange place. Perhaps, he should withdraw from here and compete with the Thirteen Princes and others for that spear, instead of coming here to take risks.

Rengui knew that when he clearly realized that he couldn't control the situation in front of him at the moment, even if Ye Zhongzhi was too resolute, he had to retreat!

If you do it by force, you will be killing yourself, not courage.

"Whew-"

However, at the moment when Ye Zhong was about to retreat, at the top of the two cyan stone pillars closest to the entrance, a cyan flame suddenly burned.

"Whew-hu-"

With the appearance of these two cyan flames, on the following cyan stone pillars, there were clusters of cyan flames burning, and then quickly inside this huge black hall, a blue light path shone out.

Ye Chong, who was about to retreat, looked at this scene, but the expression in his eyes changed again, this blue light path was obviously aimed at himself, so, is this an invitation, or is it a trap that has existed since ancient times?

"Click-"

After a long time, Ye Zhong finally took a breath slowly, and at this moment he gritted his teeth, and finally stepped out gently.

Whether this is an invitation or a trap, it is clear that some kind of being has been informed of its arrival. And at this moment, it seems that there is no way back. And in the face of this kind of existence, there is no need to take out the hole cards of his own ability.

As Ye Chong stepped into the main hall, there was a sound of decay and cracking from the ancient stone surface on the ground, as if Ye Chong had entered a space that had been frozen for an unknown number of years.

"Click-"

"Click-"

With Ye Chong's entry, the flames on the stone pillars on both sides of the Qingguang Road became more and more intense, as if every step he took made these flames boil a point.

This distance is actually not too long, only hundreds of zhang, when Ye Chong's footsteps finally fell, the cyan stone pillars on both sides suddenly trembled slightly at the same time, and then all the cyan flames disappeared at the same time.

"Boom-"

In the next moment, the boiling flames burned from all directions at the same time, and then, in the empty hall, the red flames formed an ancient totem, and this totem was circular, extending to both sides, and then winding back at a point beyond the reach of the eye, and then coming together again at the opposite side of the leaf weight hundreds of zhang.

The flame totem is a huge circle, and the leaf weight is exactly where the circle is notched.

Ye Chong's gaze fell on those boiling flames, and the look of doubt in his eyes became even stronger. Although the power shown by this is not terrifying enough to make Ye Chong frightened, this precise control of power makes Ye Chong's pupils shrink.