This is the power of the immortal level! One body has fought three thousand miles, one sword has blocked millions of divisions, and one step is already thousands of miles away, and it is not an extraordinary competition that people can imagine.

Watching the battle this time, Hei Yichen's understanding of divine power has been deepened again, and he has more of his own experience in the application of Taoism.

The overwhelming runes are automatically sorted in the void, forming a lengthy Buddhist scripture or Taoism, each sentence has infinite killing power, surging one by one, people are surrounded in the world of these runes, covering the sky and the sun, the momentum is huge, showing the overwhelming power.

These runes and supernatural powers are infinitely blessed by the bloodline, and the power presented is much stronger than itself, and each rune flashes with light, turning into supernatural powers, blazing and dazzling, and the power is boundless. Almost at the same time, these lengthy Buddhist scriptures or Taoism are all randomly changed into weapons and offensive forces to manifest, or big swords, or long swords, or divine bells, which can be killed and suppressed, and can be used as a protective supernatural power, unpredictable, and frightening.

It turns out that runes, supernatural powers, weapons, and one's own bloodline inheritance can be combined in this way!

Hei Yichen was so engrossed that he almost forgot that he was in the battle of the gods, and his life would be in danger at any time. This experience of watching the battle was too valuable for his cultivation, allowing him to see the direction of his cultivation, which was a perception that it was almost impossible for a mortal to have, but he realized it one by one, and he had a completely different understanding of his own cultivation in his heart, and even some deviations from the direction of cultivation were corrected back and returned to the right path.

Li Li exclaimed: "Senior Ying Long is injured again!"

Every time a blazing light erupted, the hearts of Hei Yichen and the others sank once, and he found that every time Ying Long made a move, he kept coughing up blood, and his breath was a lot weaker.

"Old bastard, can you resist that divine fist for Ying Long once?"

The Chaos Tower shouted as he fled, "Ancestor, if we can escape from here, we will be the best help to the corresponding dragons." The speed of the explosion of this heaven and earth is almost impossible for me to hide, where can I resist one or two divine strikes?! Okay, there is only one step ahead, and we are about to escape!"

Even if it was just close at hand, Ying Long suffered a more violent impact, the two immortals joined forces, one out of the sword and the other out of the palm, breaking the intestines and destroying the soul, invincible, not only almost destroyed one of Ying Long's arms, but also affected the Chaos Tower.

Before Hei Yichen could see the injury to Ying Long's arm clearly, the Chaos Tower shook violently, and several people hiding in the Chaos Tower were immediately thrown high by the force of the earthquake and fell down heavily. Fortunately, no matter how bumpy it was, they would be thrown into the Chaos Tower, and they would not be swept up in the endless void turbulence.

It was this force that pushed the Chaos Tower out of the space-time vortex and returned to another world.

This is an open area in front of the main hall of the cemetery. Most of the people either went to hunt for treasure or hunt down the Yin Spirit, leaving only a small number of people to try to break the ban and enter the main hall.

The Tower of Chaos burst out of the air, startling many people, who scattered for hiding, thinking they had angered the gods. However, when they saw clearly that it was a Chaos Tower, their eyes immediately widened, and there was a little more greed in their eyes.

As soon as he got out, Li Li was still in the clouds, and he hadn't forgotten to ask, "What about Senior Yinglong?"

Before Hei Yichen could speak, there was a loud "boom", and a figure burst out, just enough to seriously injure several people who surrounded the Chaos Tower, and after a few heel fights, they landed in front of the Chaos Tower.

Ying Long glanced at the frightened people, spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered to his feet, and said, "Let's go quickly, they may not have the courage to follow." ”

When many people heard about the movement, they all gathered from all over the world to see what was going on. The Chaos Tower had already taken the opportunity to hide in Hei Yichen's eyebrows, leaving Mo Chen and a few people standing in front of the empty main hall.

Hei Yichen said in a low voice: "You have laid out the overall situation and attracted so many people to come." If we're going to get out, we have to go over them!"

He didn't hear my conversation with my brothers, how can he know what I am doing Ying Long glanced at Hei Yichen and looked at this kid a little differently.

Ying Long swept around, and said domineeringly: "Why? Lao Tzu ...... with one finger."

Ying Long's words came to an abrupt end, and he suddenly realized a big problem: his cultivation was suppressed to death, just like in the past, his cultivation was suppressed at the peak of immortals, and it was extremely difficult to break this kind of heavenly rule.

Coupled with the fact that he is seriously injured now, if he really wants to fight, with his combat strength, maybe he may not be able to win against a strong man at the peak of immortals despite his desperate efforts. And what gathered around these places is a dense crowd of strong people.

Doesn't this confirm that the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!

Most of the strong people who surrounded them seemed to understand something, and greedily locked on a few of them. Because only Hei Yichen and a few people returned from that mysterious area, they must have obtained great creation.

The white-haired powerhouse regretted it deeply in his heart. As soon as the Imperial Tomb was opened, he ran away from Hei Yichen and the others, and led the team alone to find opportunities. Who knows, not only did he not get the great creation, but also lost a few people to enter. The person he ordered to follow Hei Yichen was killed in the process of searching for treasure alone from Hei Yichen's team, and the white-haired powerhouse didn't know what happened to Hei Yichen's side at all.

And Liujiazhuang, Liu Kai and others were just about to gather around and gather with Hei Yichen and others, but they received a message from him, asking him to take the opportunity to take people to leave quickly. Liu Kai hesitated for a moment, and saw that the people of the Star Dance Clan also paused for a moment, turned to leave, and then he led the people to quickly follow and leave as quickly as possible.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Hei Yichen and the others, and no one paid attention to Xiao Phoenix and the others for the time being, as long as they left as ordered, even if they were completely safe, Hei Yichen's heart was a little less worried.

Hei Yichen didn't seem to notice Ying Long's words, but ordered without hesitation: "Brother Mo Chen, the Chaos Tower will take you, Xiaolong, and Ying Long to leave first, and go to a secret station in the Dragon Tomb of the Phantom Pavilion. Brother Li Li and I stay here, otherwise the Heavenly Realm Gods will come out and bury us in it with just one word. ”

Mo Chen looked at Ying Long, who was covered in blood, and then at Hei Yichen, struggling in his heart, and in the end, he and the purple-shirted Dragon King still shook their heads, unwilling to leave.

Ying Long hadn't yet gotten used to the tone that there were still people in the Nether Realm who dared to order him to leave, he frowned and said unhappily: "Those gods don't dare to step out of the secret realm of the Spirit Mountain! ”

Hei Yichen was stunned, and wanted to push them away, but seeing Ying Long's eyes burning with war, he suddenly felt a little tricky.

"Boom~"

There was another loud bang, setting off countless waves of qi, knocking a group of strong people who locked the door of the main hall to the ground, causing a heavy setback.