The psychic vine roared forward in the corridor.

But it didn't take long for the psychic vine to fly over somewhere in the middle of the use, and a spiritual light flashed, and a sword aura suddenly appeared.

"Be careful!" Chen Yu felt a sense in his heart, and immediately avoided the rock wall of the road.

Hmph, a sword qi condensed into a sword shadow, stabbed straight out, and roared from behind the psychic vine.

Chen Yu urged Linggang to form a body protection Linggang.

Duanmu Jing's expressions were awe-inspiring, and they all snatched out from Chen Yu's side and blocked the sword qi released by this sword mark.

Boom, the sword qi shattered, and the Yongdao shook for a moment before it regained its calm.

Chen Yu looked at the sword mark, and only felt that the sword intent contained in the sword mark was subtle and profound, and it contained its own subtlety.

The sword seal is the remnant of the sword path divine power that killed the sword of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect ten thousand years ago by the Cangmin God King, and it is indeed wonderful that it can still have such a power after ten thousand years, and it is indeed wonderful to have such a sword intent remaining.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Duanmu Jing said, "You might as well slow down, and if you encounter a sword mark again, we can also support you in time!"

"Thank you!" Chen Yu said with a smile.

'Now we're teammates and that's right. Besides, without your spirit to activate this sword mark first, we will also be in trouble!" Duanmu Jing said.

Chen Yu smiled and continued to move forward.

Soon, the sword mark in front of him was stimulated by the spirit, but it was still blocked by Duanmu Jing and the others.

As he encountered more sword marks, Chen Yu knew that the sword intent in the sword marks was different. This is what shocked Chen Yu.

You must know that the Cangmin God King 10,000 years ago slashed out a sword, and under one sword, he actually left a different sword intent. It shows that the sword of the Cangmin God King back then was very likely to contain thousands of sword dao divine powers, and thousands of sword dao divine powers were melted into one sword, and it can also be seen that the strength of the Cangmin God King was strong.

Another hour passed, Duanmu Jing obviously felt unfamiliar with the fork in the road ahead, and he who had given Chen Yu the way, but he also stayed at the fork in the road for a long time before making a decision.

Sometimes, Duanmujing will also decide to go back the same way and choose the fork in the road on the other side.

In this way, time passed, and before I knew it, a whole day had passed.

In general, Chen Yu knows that this is constantly going deeper.

Chen Yu is not impatient, the more so, it shows that what Duanmu Jing said may indeed be true. Of course, if he can't find that ruin, Chen Yu won't keep consuming it.

was moving forward, and suddenly, the faint light of the psychic vine flickered, and someone faintly heard each other's voices.

Everyone slowed down again, showing signs of vigilance.

"Brother Chen, you come behind us!" Duanmu Jing said in a low voice: "Be careful!"

Chen Yu withdrew the psychic vine and came to the rear of the team according to his words.

In the corridor ahead, the voices of people got closer and closer, and a figure appeared in sight.

Duanmu Jing threw a fluorite to the front, illuminating the road in front of him, and he could clearly see that there were three people in the group in front of him, with a deep breath, all of whom were martial artists in the Xuan Secluded Realm.

The two sides looked at each other and were on guard.

Then, the two sides turned sideways and staggered on both sides of the road, without saying a word.

After the three of them left, Duanmu Jing breathed a long sigh of relief.

Chen Yu didn't think it was so strange, in a place like Lonely Soul Abyss, it should be very common to kill people and steal goods, and robbing the road. Duanmu Jing and the others obviously knew this.

If it weren't for Chen Yu not looking like a threat, Duanmu Jing wouldn't have cooperated with him.

Going on, going round and round, another three hours passed.

Suddenly, Chen Yu's eyes froze.

Through the perception of the psychic vine, Chen Yu clearly felt that in the space at the end of the corridor in front of him, there was a figure.

Chen Yu stopped abruptly.

Duanmu Jing and the three of them immediately became vigilant.

"There is someone ahead!" Through the perception of the psychic vine, Chen Yu also knew that the people in the corridor in front of him should have discovered him, and hurriedly reminded.

Duanmu Jing and the three of them glanced at each other, held their weapons in their hands, opened the field, and walked slowly forward.

The four of them were careful, but nothing happened, and they approached the figure in front of them safely.

In front of him was a relatively open space, and in the space, a person stood outside a narrow passage, looking at Chen Yu and them.

The figure was dressed in black, almost blending in with the dim environment, looking like he was not very old, but his aura was extremely deep, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"Get out!" Seeing Chen Yu and the four approaching, the figure suddenly opened his mouth and snorted coldly.

"Who are you?" After confirming that there was only one person, Duanmu Jing and the others relaxed a lot, and Duanmu Jing asked in a deep voice.

"I'll say it again, fuck off!" The man was extremely domineering, and it could indeed be heard from his voice that he was not very old, probably only thirty years old.

Duanmu Jing was silent when he heard this, but his eyes looked at the narrow path behind the figure, and said, "Your Excellency is too domineering!"

"Since you don't get out, you don't have to get out!" the man sneered and raised his hand.

Duanmu Jing and the three of them almost shot at this moment, and after the field was opened, they each hit Linggang.

The three Linggang, whose attributes were completely different, turned into swords and attacked the man.

At this moment, Duanmu Jing and the three of them rushed out in unison.

From this reaction, it can be seen that the three of them are extremely experienced in fighting, and they are familiar with this kind of siege.

When the man raised his hand, a condensed and deep field opened, and the Linggang swords that Duanmu Jing and the three of them had smashed, and then, a sharp sword light appeared, stabbing straight at the three of them, and a single sword enveloped all three of them.

Boom, the sword light was blocked by the three of Duanmu Jing together, and the aftermath of the sword qi was layered on top of each other, stirring like ripples in this confined space, and many of them were stirred up to Chen Yu, who still had good lethality.

The momentum of Duanmu Jing's three people was also stopped.

In this fight, the difference between the high and low fields has been reflected, and the field of Duanmu Jing and the three of them is much worse than that person's field. It can also be seen from here that the three of Duanmu Jing are indeed from the world, and they are much inferior to the martial artists of the sect, and they do not have the spirit to carry with them.

On the other hand, that person's strength is actually not too high, according to Chen Yu's judgment, it should only be the strength of the third layer of the Xuan Secluded Realm.

Duanmu Jing roared angrily, and a long sword in his hand stabbed out, bringing up a sword shadow like smoke, and the sword intent was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, shrouding away.

The wind whistle swept past from one side, the momentum on his body skyrocketed, and the light of a mysterious long knife was dazzling, and there were runes circulating, turning into a wave-like knife momentum, overlapping and overlapping, wave after wave.

As for that Jian Daohong, he cooperated with Duanmu Jing and Duanmu Jing very tacitly, holding a halberd in his hand, and when a halberd was swung, runes appeared on the halberd.

The runes on the halberd carry a strong wood attribute spirituality, and the spirit gang gathers, combines with the field, and turns into the phantom of a giant halberd, which will collapse the entire cave space and sweep away.

"A bunch of waste!" Facing the siege of the three people, the man sneered, and at some point there was a pair of judge's pens in his hand, and the judge's pen waved at will, and there were mysterious and extraordinary runes circulating on it, blooming a little cold.

The cold mangs swirled, and under the blessing of the thick Linggang, they turned into the shape of judges' pens and displayed them, forming a formation that blocked the Quartet.

Then I saw that the man opened his mouth and spit out, and a black gas was suddenly spit out, and it instantly condensed into a ghost face, a ghost face, and let out a whining dementor roar.

The attack of Duanmu Jing and the three of them was suddenly weakened a few points in this demonic roar.

Then I saw the attack of the three people bombarded the pen array, and blasted the pen array away, but they were unable to continue.

"A few wastes, dare to do something with me?" the man sneered, and the two judges' pens slashed at the sides, cutting through the void, and two sharp Linggang points out.

In the next moment, the man's two judge's pens pointed at Duanmu Jing in the middle, and at the same time drew two circles in the void. Under the flow of runes, a dazzling aura appeared, and the two circles turned into two rings, falling towards Duanmu Jing, with a strong sense of locking the void and restraining it, making people feel that they could not resist and could not break free.

This pair of judges' pens is a top-level mystery!

Whether it is in the realm, Linggang attributes, the strength of supernatural powers, and the strength of Xuanbing, Duanmu Jing and the three of them are at an absolute disadvantage.

Peng, Duanmu Jing barely blocked the two circles, and the Linggang on his body suddenly dimmed, and he had to retreat.

On the other side, after Feng Xiaowen and Jian Daohong smashed the man's attack, they rushed forward together.

But at this moment, the man had a pair of judges' pens, and the power of the top-level mystic weapon was exerted by him like a finger, and the two runes flowed, and the sharp golden mangs pointed out by the judge's pen forced the two of them to retreat.

The roar continued, and it was so repulsive and disgusting that it was disgusting.

Duanmu Jing and the three of them also knew that there was no room to retreat at this time, so they each continued to pounce and exert all their strength.

After all, they had the advantage of being outnumbered, and the situation quickly entered a stalemate.

Chen Yu watched the battle situation, and with the help of the spiritual light that continued to light up when the two sides were fighting, he saw the man's face clearly.

As expected, the man's face was very young, twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was very handsome. It's just that this person's expression is cold and hideous, and his evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

There is no need to make much guesswork, and it is very likely that this person is a person from the Demon Gate.

Chen Yu remembered that Zhang Zhen he met when he killed the Langya Sword Sect at the beginning, he was also a person from the Demon Gate, and he was not very old, but he had already broken through the Xuanyun Realm.

Such a fact shows that the strength of the Demon Sect is far superior to that of many sects!

Being able to survive under the hunting and suppression of the Holy Land, the Demon Gate does have its strength.

Boom, boom, Linggang fluctuated like a tide, and the underground space was constantly shaking, and there was a risk of collapse due to the continuous fall of gravel.

Suddenly, the man opened his mouth and vomited again, and another black gas erupted, turning into a ghost face.

The second ghost face also let out a soul-shaking roar, swirling around the man.

The field of Duanmu Jing and the three of them was immediately unstable, dim, and the power of the attack was further reduced.

Well, the judge's pen swept through the air, and the sharp gray-black spirit gang swept through the void, and the wind whistle could not avoid it, his shoulder was swept, the blood soared, and he staggered back.

Duanmu Jing and Jian Daohong's expressions changed, and they were all shocked.

Chen Yu shook his head, knowing that he had to make a move, otherwise Duanmujing and the three of them would not be able to escape the situation.

Diagonally, one step, Chen Yu flicked his fingers, and the psychic vine suddenly converged its spiritual light and flew out quietly!