The moon in the night sky of the underground cave is a blue sphere that emits a faint blue light.

Under the moonlit night, in the strange ancient cemetery, the tombstones are like a forest.

Ye Xingchen walked out of the darkness and quietly looked at the few people in front of him.

He now knew that these people were Xuanqing's eighteen Xuanwei.

The leader of the opposing party gave an order, and one person attacked.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a blood-colored match flew out like lightning and hit Ye Xingchen's chest.

Ye Xingchen stretched out two fingers as white as jade, put them on his chest, clamped the flying blood-colored exercises, and with a slight force, with a click, the blood-colored exercises broke, and the terrifying energy spread around, lifting up the ancient tombs for an unknown number of years, revealing the decaying bones inside.

"Bang!"

The man was shocked when he saw that Ye Xingchen easily disintegrated his attack, and he sacrificed a spear, about three feet long, and shot it towards the hole in front of him.

The spear was silver, and the silver light was shining, and it was evident in the moonlit night, like a silver lightning bolt.

"Boom!"

When Ye Xingchen was close to his body, he punched out, the golden energy surged, and the silver spear shattered inch by inch.

"Who the hell are you?" said the martial artist at the head of the Demon Gate.

The strength shown by Ye Xingchen is not like the sevenfold law phase realm at all, but it is like a quasi-small heaven realm, at this moment, he is facing the other party, as if he is his own young master in front of him, with amazing coercion.

"You're going to die anyway, you don't have to know too much. Ye Xingchen stepped forward.

"You killed thirteen and twelve?"

"Not bad. ”

Ye Xingchen was thirty zhang away from them, and he directly punched out, and the golden energy shook the void and trembled, the earth trembled, and the ancient tombs exploded.

"Old ten, be careful!" shouted the leader of the martial arts.

Lao Shi was the one who shot at Ye Xingchen just now, and before he could react, the golden fist struck and hit him in the chest, and he was immediately torn apart, and red blood spilled out.

"Ah, you killed Lao Shi, look for ...... death" Several other Demon Gate martial artists were furious.

"If you want to die, let's come together!" Ye Xingchen pointed to the sword and slashed it open.

The sword qi of the second heaviest sword intent was extremely sharp, like a Nine Heavens Divine Sword, and it immediately split a person, and blood splattered.

His physical strength and true qi power have been tempered, and his combat power has increased greatly, like an ordinary quasi-small Heavenly Rank Realm martial artist, he is not his enemy at all.

Endless blood was spilled, and several people were terrified in their hearts, with an incredible look in their eyes.

Ye Xingchen continued to move forward, and several people were frightened in their hearts, and quickly retreated, wanting to escape.

"Gollum!" "Gollum!"

In a corner they couldn't see, blood dripped onto a dried corpse, which suddenly opened its closed eyes and shot out two green rays of light, and he moved cautiously, crawling next to one of the corpses, drinking the blood that flowed, his body plumped up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the moon, it was impossible to see the face of the dried corpse, but it was faintly visible that two fangs were half a foot long, covered with black scale armor, and behind it, there were two bulging bags, and something was about to grow out of them.

"Boom!"

The remaining three Demon Gate martial artists were frightened, and the warrior who was the leader sacrificed a magic map, and when the magic map opened, a black demon mist surged out, condensing into a terrifying hell monster, and killed Ye Xingchen.

"Woo!"

Ye Xingchen urged the Jin Huang Sword, and the sword qi was like a forest, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, tearing apart the hell monster and slashing towards the magic map.

"Poof!"

The invincible sword qi instantly tore apart the magic diagram.

"Poof!"

The leader of the warrior opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath withered.

Ye Xingchen's sword qi staggered, forming a large net and enveloping the three of them.

"Poof!"

One person sacrificed a gourd, the mouth of the gourd opened, and a fire shot into the sky, reflecting the sky red and spraying towards the sword net.

The other looked shocked, he hurriedly sacrificed a mirror, the smooth mirror shimmered, and shot beams of light towards Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen pinched the sun seal in his hand and printed it in front of him, the fire in the sky was suppressed by the sun seal, and the beam was shattered by the sun seal.

"Poof!"

The sword net fell, and the three of them tried their best, but they still couldn't resist it, and they were cut into pieces by the sword qi, and blood sprayed.

Ye Xingchen received the prompt from the system, and he gained tens of millions of luck points.

He turned around and went back to the Yuan Ling Grass.

Ahead, the Yuan Spirit Grass was overflowing with spiritual light, flowing with glow, Ye Xingchen was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and quickly harvested this Spirit Grass and put it into the jade box to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out.

After a while, about a dozen Yuan Spirit Grass were harvested by him.

"Hey, the bodies of those two men are gone, and the blood on the ground is gone. Ye Xingchen's heart was furious, and he hurriedly returned to the place where he had killed the three people just now.

The bodies of the three were there, but now they're all gone.

Ye Xingchen looked around, this ancient cemetery was gloomy, exuding evil energy, terrifying and terrifying.

Suddenly, he felt that he was being stared at by some terrifying creature behind him, and he turned to look, there was nothing, and there was silence all around, not even the crows crowed.

Quiet, sinister.

Ye Xingchen's eyebrows lit up, and his divine sense swept around.

Suddenly, a brilliant beam of light shot out from his eyebrows, shooting in one direction.

"Hehe......" A terrifying voice came out, followed by the sound of biting bones, and the corpses of those people were devoured by some terrifying creatures.

"This is the ancient cemetery, will the old corpse that is born and not stiff in the cemetery be resurrected?" Ye Xingchen's eyes turned and he said.

He felt that he couldn't stay here for long, so he left the ancient cemetery quickly.

Ye Xingchen was flying in the night sky, and he always felt that there was a grim gaze watching him from behind, like a man's back.

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen stopped in mid-air, and a sword light slashed in one direction.

"Phew!"

The sword light was dazzling, brilliant like a firework exploding, slashing at a position below, where there was a dry figure, and before the sword light came, his body moved sideways and disappeared in place.

"Boom!"

There was a small hill, and the sword light fell, and the small hill was razed to the ground.

A cold voice like a mandrill sounded in the depths ......of the mountain forest.

Ye Xingchen stood in mid-air, frowning, and said secretly, "Could it be a corpse demon?"

Corpse demons, corpses into essence, are divided into natural and acquired.

For example, the corpse demon under the ruins of Taihu Lake has become refined because of the influence of the formation, and it belongs to the acquired corpse demon, this kind of corpse demon is not very strong, has no spiritual intelligence, and is very easy to deal with.

Heaven and earth are created into corpse demons, the most terrifying, once this kind of corpse demons grow, swallow the sun and suck the moon, they can be reborn from death, and finally even become a corpse saint, an immortal god.

Moreover, when the natural corpse demon awakens, he can be called the corpse king, and he can command ten thousand corpses to mature so that even the great power and the king cannot be killed.

"Hehe......" Another grim voice sounded somewhere in the mountains and forests, and the surroundings became more and more cold, like the wind blowing under the nine shades.