Chen Yijian's eyes widened, looking at the cracks that slowly appeared above the barrier, and the depths of his eyes were filled with a thick shock.

How powerful this barrier enveloping the entire mountain was, before that, Chen Yijian had a deep understanding.

Even if they gathered the strength of him, Zhou Qing, Luo Cangqiong, and Fang Bailing, they couldn't break through this barrier, however, Yan Guichuan opened the barrier with just one stroke at will, didn't this mean that Yan Guichuan's strength had reached a level that they were far beyond their reach.

At this moment, Chen Yijian's gaze at Yan Guichuan was a little more gloomy.

For a long time, Chen Yijian thought that the strength between him and Yan Guichuan should also be between the best, as long as his strength could be improved, then Yan Guichuan would definitely not be his opponent.

However, when Yan Guichuan really showed his strength, Chen Yijian suddenly realized that the gap between him and Yan Guichuan was like the gap between Firefly and Haoyue.

Yan Guichuan noticed the change in Chen Yijian's state of mind, and a touch of contempt flashed in his eyes, and that kind of look disappeared in an instant.

Perhaps when outsiders opened, Yan Guichuan broke through the barrier, which seemed to be extremely casual.

However, only Yan Guichuan knew how much power he had used when he tore through the barrier, and that power poured into his fingers almost instantly, and then exploded in an instant.

At the same time, because of this barrier, it is condensed because of the power of the Bodhi tree.

And the dead qi on Yan Guichuan's body itself has a certain restraint effect on it, so he can give people an extremely easy feeling and break through the barrier.

However, Yan Guichuan didn't have any intention to explain anything for Chen Yijian, because he had never regarded Chen Yijian as an opponent.

Swish!

Yan Guichuan's figure swept out, like a light and shadow, and quickly rushed towards the top of the mountain.

After all, Chen Yijian was the strongest among the younger generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and after an instant, he gathered the feeling of loss in his heart.

Then, he also swept towards the top of the mountain with the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The mountain wind whistled in his ears, and about a few minutes later, Yan Guichuan took the lead and came to the top of the mountain, his eyes fell on the Bodhi tree, Zhou Qing and the others, and his eyes were filled with a little surprise.

"Huh, someone actually got there first, this was a bit unexpected to me!" Yan Guichuan muttered softly.

He recognized Li Ku at first sight, after all, Li Ku was the first person of the younger generation of Zen Buddhism, and there were many interesting rumors about him.

Yan Guichuan has always been a little curious, if he fights Li Ku, he will be able to win in the end.

The faces of Luo Cangqiong and Fang Bailing were also extremely familiar with Yan Guichuan, and then when his gaze fell on the figure closest to the Bodhi tree, his brows first furrowed, and then there was a forest color in his eyes.

A few days ago, Yan Guichuan met with the people of the Corpse Summoning Sect.

From the mouths of those people, Yan Guichuan knew about Zhou Qing killing the corpse Tianyou and taking away the chaotic qi from them.

Although Yan Guichuan does not have much sense of belonging to the Corpse Summoning Sect, no matter what, he can have the current strength, and he is still inseparable from the cultivation of the Corpse Summoning Sect, so for the sake of the dignity of the Corpse Summoning Sect, Zhou Qing must die.

Boom!

Yan Guichuan waved his arm, and suddenly, a tall corpse appeared beside him.

"Go, kill him!"

Sen Leng's voice fell, and the ground corpse stepped out, every step it fell, and on the earth, it would leave a deep footprint, and every step seemed to contain the power of ten thousand catties, which was extremely terrifying.

After a few breaths, Chen Yijian led the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to the top of the mountain.

When he saw the corpse of Yan Guichuan and walked towards Zhou Qing, Chen Yijian's eyebrows were raised, and then the corners of his lips spread with a sneering arc.

In the previous contact, Chen Yijian was quite unhappy with Zhou Qing, if Zhou Qing was planted in Yan Guichuan's hands, this was something that Chen Yijian was very happy to see.

The ground corpse came to Zhou Qing's body, its five fingers clenched into claws, sharp fingers, and waved suddenly, and the space in front of it at that moment seemed to be torn apart, and it grabbed Zhou Qing's head fiercely.

Swish!

Suddenly, Zhou Qing's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a fierce essence flashed through his pupils.

Zhou Qing's expression was indifferent, and he said without the slightest emotion: "Get out of here!"

Rumble!

A strong aura erupted from his body, and at that moment, Zhou Qing's clothes were windless, and his black hair danced wildly behind his head, and he clenched his five fingers together and punched out.

The punch slammed into the ground corpse's hand, and in an instant, the ground corpse flew out like a cannonball.

Zhou Qing slowly stood up, the aura on his body was rapidly rising, and after a few breaths, his realm was stabilized in the eightfold realm of the Earth Martial Realm.

"Huh?"

Yan Guichuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face showed surprise, Zhou Qing's strength was even stronger than he imagined.

What is the strength of that earth corpse, Yan Guichuan knows very well, ordinary Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses, it can be killed.

But Zhou Qing blasted it out with one punch, it seems that what the disciples of the Corpse Summoning Sect said is true, Zhou Qing is indeed the kind of top genius who can't be judged by common sense among the younger generation of the Nine Great Sects.

However, Yan Guichuan is not easy to match.

He flicked his fingers, and with a touch of coldness, he pierced the void and flew towards the ground corpse, and as soon as the ground corpse grabbed it in the air, a silver-white iron ball appeared in his palm.

The ground corpse's palm suddenly fell, and the iron ball exploded, and the silver liquid in it, like magma, slowly covered his limbs with hundreds of remains.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the ground corpse was completely covered by that silver-white liquid, and under the light, it seemed to be wearing a silver battle armor, majestic.

Zhou Qing stared at the corpse, his pupils shrinking.

As early as in the restaurant of Heavenly Boundary City, he had seen the power of this earth corpse, but now, after seeing the earth corpse again, especially after the earth corpse was wearing a silver battle armor, the sense of crisis it gave Zhou Qing became even more terrifying.

Zhou Qing glanced at the side, at this moment Li Ku's eyes were still closed, and his face was full of kindness, giving people a sense of approachability.

Moreover, Li Ku's body is spreading with an indescribable meaning, obviously, with the help of the power of the Bodhi tree, he also has a feeling, and his Buddha heart is slowly improving.

At this time, Li Ku couldn't help Zhou Qing at all, and in the next battle with this ground corpse, Zhou Qing could only rely on himself.