"Poof!"

A sword qi swept down from the sky, and it came into the air, and was blocked by Hei Yichen with the Black Sky Slashing Divine Sword.

The fiery red brilliance flashed, and the void instantly turned into hell, and all the fire sea divine powers landed within three meters of Hei Yichen, wanting to burn him, and he used the divine dragon divine power to control him, without getting close.

Before Hei Yichen approached the other party, a figure of Shenpeng spread its wings and pressed towards Hei Yichen, this is the descendant of an ancient Shenpeng, he actually obtained the broken Shenpeng technique. Hei Yichen retreated, slammed into the body of the god with a big fist, and "boomed" to defeat it, turning into a divine light and dissipating in the air.

The melee broke out extremely quickly, and the battle never left Hei Yichen's side, he shuttled through the crowd, and from time to time he had to deal with the attacks of the Heroic Spirits, and he had to guard against the sneak attacks of humans and other races.

The people who came here hoped that they would survive, and all the opponents would fall, and eventually they would get all the treasures and treasures themselves. At this time, although they have to deal with the attack of the Heroic Spirits, they will poison their allies whenever they have the opportunity.

Selfishness is the root of human nature.

Hei Yichen took Mo Chen and the purple-shirted Dragon King to retreat while fighting, and slowly retreated to the edge of the crowd.

"Black Pavilion Lord, as the Lord of the First Pavilion, you retreat without a fight, why is this?"

A voice exploded in the crowd, hidden in the explosion of supernatural powers, and everyone did not know who it was. However, this provocation directly turned everyone's eyes on Hei Yichen, who was about to get out, and some people showed that their eyes were not good.

Hei Yichen recognized the characteristics of this person. This person is a strong man who has just been promoted to the rank of immortal, and just now he was the one who attacked Hei Yichen just now, and he almost hit Hei Yichen hard.

Hei Yichen smiled and said: "You are also in the alliance, you have made a move on me, which makes me feel cold, so I decided to avoid you, how can you talk about not fighting? ! You are very good at calculations, and you still want to take the opportunity to kill me?"

Everyone knows it. They have seen a lot of this kind of divisive thing, and they no longer care about it.

Who knows, the man still didn't give up, and said: "Hmph, you fought from the southernmost to the northernmost, didn't you just approach the cemetery and try to leave the team?"

Hei Yichen smiled faintly: "Leave the team?!Then what are you hiding in the team? You come out, I will let you leave the team to see if you can survive the attack of many heroic spirits." ”

Everyone frowned. That person was obviously inciting everyone's dissatisfaction with Hei Yichen, which was not a good thing for the overall combat power.

The little phoenix shouted: "That's it, what are you hiding in? In order to protect yourself, everyone squeezes inside, but my brother goes out to defend against the enemy, but you speak ill of each other, what your intentions, Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone, and you can understand it at a glance." ”

The white-haired powerhouse who raised his arms just now said a little impatiently: "That pockmark, let's talk about personal grievances later, if you shake the heart of the army again, don't blame the old man for being polite." Everyone is like this, form a circle and keep the Yin Spirit outside!"

The pockmarked man was recognized, and he immediately fell silent, not daring to provoke the anger of the public again.

Hei Yichen took the opportunity to say to the white-haired powerhouse: "Senior, this is only the periphery of the imperial tomb, and it is difficult for us to break through. It is not a way to continue fighting like this, and the damage will be not small at that time. ”

The white-haired powerhouse looked at the yin spirits in the sky, and then at the ground where the blood flowed, sighed in his heart, and humbly asked: "Black Pavilion Lord, do you have a clever plan to defend against the enemy?"

Hei Yichen said: "The yin spirits in the sky have gathered, and it is difficult to have a way to resist the enemy. Senior, I want to take someone to explore the way forward and see if I can avoid this endless yin spirit near the imperial tomb. ”

The white-haired powerhouse pondered for a moment and said decisively: "Okay, then please." Let's send you in! Quick, come a few immortals, let's escort the Black Pavilion Master and a few people to go in to explore the way! Give Lao Tzu a damn heart, otherwise they will all die here. ”

Brilliant divine powers burst out, setting off endless waves of qi, and countless energy waves passed through the void, piercing the bodies of countless Yin Spirits, turning into a cloud of black mist.

At the same time, the Yin Spirit's attack also entered a white heat. Their Yin Spiritual Powers shattered people's eyebrows, the Sea of Consciousness was trampled on, and the slain bled to death;

The white-haired powerhouse and the immortals worked together to open up a "life path" with their supernatural powers, leading to the gate of the imperial tomb.

However, there are still some people who underestimate the crisis ahead, and rush to break through from this "road of life", who knows, before they have taken many steps, they become a corpse and fall on the road, their limbs torn apart, and the death is extremely miserable and shocking.

The white-haired strong man roared angrily: "Whoever wants to be sent to death should go quickly, Lao Tzu will send you back to the west in advance!"

The fall of life finally shocked everyone, and the lesson of blood finally stopped the surging crowd rushing to the "way of life".

However, this short-term chaos annihilated the "way of life" that had been so hard to get through in the black fog of countless yin spirits.

Enraged by the actions of their allies, the white-haired powerhouses and the immortals were furious, and they reorganized their men and began to open up a new round of "survival".

A "life path" composed of supernatural powers was in front of him, forming a void vortex, but at this time, no one dared to step into it again.

"Black Pavilion Lord, hurry!"

The white-haired powerhouse and the others tried their best to maintain the "way of life" that they had just opened up, and they were almost trying their best to resist the attacks of the Yin Spirit.

Hei Yichen nodded, and took Mo Chen and the two of them into the "life path" vortex without hesitation.

This is a void avenue, shielding countless Yin Spirits from the outside, but the distance is extremely short, just maintained to half of the Yin Spirit Encirclement.

Overhead, there were whistling Yin spirits, like a mighty army, eyeing them. Hei Yichen walked and thought about how to go through the remaining parts.

"Let's go!"

The Chaos Tower stepped forward, wrapped around the three of them and turned into a streamer, disappearing into the vortex of "Life Path".

Seeing that the figures of Hei Yichen and the three of them had lost their traces, the white-haired powerhouse was stunned for a moment before he said, "Everyone back to back, take turns to go up and kill the enemy." We maintain the status quo and wait for the Black Pavilion Lord to return. ”

Another strong man also shouted: "Now that everyone is in the same boat, if there is another sneak attack on each other, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite, and clean it up together to feed the Yin Spirit." ”

As soon as these shocking words came out, everyone's movements began to converge a little.

Hei Yichen and the three of them successfully passed through the layers of Yin Spirit Surrounding Area in the Chaos Tower, and finally appeared under the mausoleum archway in the ruins of the Imperial Tomb.

This is the entrance to the Imperial Tomb, and an archway separates the Imperial Tomb from the outside.

This is a wordless archway, is a stone tablet through the sky, standing proudly on the ground, magnificent, seems to have the divine power of the sky.

Perhaps it was the deterrent power of this wordless archway, and the yin spirit chased after that, revealing a timid look, as if he was afraid of something.