The remaining disciples of the Netherworld Hall sat cross-legged, and an eerie killing intent continued to circulate among each of the Netherworld Hall disciples.

The Shadow Killing Array, with a sneak attack assassination array, is not an ordinary frontal attack battle array.

Once the magic circle was formed, there was no longer any aura dispersed, and from a distance, it seemed as if it was just a few martial artists scattered at random.

However, once it approached, the Shadow Killing Array would immediately merge the power of all the Netherworld Temple disciples in the array into one, transforming it into an eerie but ethereal power, attacking and killing the Netherworld, like a Shadow Killer, instantly bursting out with extreme power. With a large number of enemies, even if they are in a hurry, and have no time to guard, even if they are lucky enough to save their lives, they will be hit hard in an instant.

"Our location, not far from the stone gate. ”

"If the disciples of Qingtian Palace and Qingyu Valley want to enter the stone gate, they will definitely not dare to go straight to the middle palace, as long as they take a slight detour, it will be a dead end. ”

A chilling killing intent with a wisdom bead in his hand and confidence gradually rose from Wan Hongxue's voice.

Stepping out, Wan Hongxue sat in the middle of the group of Netherworld Hall disciples.

In the next moment, the entire magic circle trembled slightly, and its strength rose sharply.

Every Netherworld Hall disciple in the early stage of the Xuandan Realm seemed to have eaten a great tonic elixir, and the true yuan was agitated and his strength skyrocketed.

"It's a pity that Senior Sister Ye is not here, if you can use her as an eye, this Shadow Killing Array is enough to easily slaughter Qingyu Valley and Qingtian Palace. ”

Wan Hongxue sighed slightly in her heart, but she didn't expect Ye Lanzhi to join the magic circle.

The moment darkness fell, he could no longer feel Ye Lanzhi's breath.

In fact, since entering the secret realm, Ye Lanzhi's whereabouts have been secretive, although they are also disciples of the Netherworld, they have never traveled with them.

In fact, in this team of the Netherworld Palace, although Ye Lanzhi's combat power is the best in the same class, the real leading disciple is Wan Hongxue.

Wan Hongxue is twenty-five years old, similar to Ba Tianlei and Baili Streamer, and seven or eight years older than Ye Lanzhi.

In the past seven or eight years of accumulation, not only has he accumulated a strong prestige among his fellow disciples, but he is also truly familiar with the various methods of the Netherworld, whether it is any environment, or advantages, or disadvantages, or attacking and killing alone, or bullying with more, or fighting head-on, or poisoning and plotting, he has long been familiar with it, and this kind of means is by no means comparable to Ye Lanzhi.

As soon as Ye Lanzhi entered, she immediately obtained the top core inheritance of the Netherworld Palace, the Netherworld Soul Technique, and her combat effectiveness was unrivaled.

However, because of this, Ye Lanzhi had no time and disdain to study the battle formation and cooperation.

About a quarter of an hour, suddenly, a roar full of wildness and tyranny suddenly sounded.

Chu Tiance's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

The source of this voice is the disciple of the Sword Suppression Sect, Liao Sheng.

One after another sword qi was wantonly agitated, Liao Sheng almost seemed to fall into madness in an instant, but his strength was nearly doubled in an instant, and each sword light faintly broke through the limit of the peak of the early stage of the Xuandan Realm, and truly touched the power of the middle stage of the Xuandan Realm. In an instant, the sword roared, roaring endlessly, attacking and killing wantonly, and even without any regard for the fellow martial artists around him.

"Liao Sheng! You're crazy!"

"He's crazy, get under control!"

"This is the Blood-Burning Soul Splitting Incense of the Netherworld, he was forcibly burned with essence blood and burst out of power, but the soul is already crazy!"

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Netherworld Temple, only know that they are hidden in the dirt like rats, which is really despicable!"

"You must kill the people of the Netherworld Temple as soon as possible, otherwise the poison will become more and more intense, and when the time comes, you will die in this poison without fighting. ”

Screams and roars continued to sound, and suddenly, a terrible sword roar exploded in an instant, and Liao Sheng, who was frantically attacking, froze instantly.

With the sound of bones, Liao Sheng's head rolled off, and the headless corpse and blood gushed out, slowly falling to the ground.

Drops of blood slowly dripped from the blade of the sword, and the rich smell of blood diffused.

Ba Tianlei's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and a violent killing intent rose from his eyes.

The few Qingtian Palace martial artists who were originally following Ba Tianlei had a touch of horror and coldness in their eyes, and their expressions instantly became extremely ugly, and their footsteps slid slightly, quietly retreating a few steps, and opened a certain distance from Ba Tianlei.

In this team, Liao Sheng is second only to Ba Tianlei as a strong man, and along the way, whether it is fighting with spirit beasts or other sect disciples, he has contributed a lot, not to mention that Liao Sheng is a genius disciple of the Sword Suppression Sect, and Ba Tianlei can be said to be truly the same as him.

At this moment, Liao Sheng was only infected by the blood-burning soul incense, and he had not reached the last moment of madness and irritability, blood boiling and soul splitting, he could completely suppress the bloodline, seal the true yuan, and slowly pull out the toxin with the antidote pill. However, what they didn't expect was that Ba Tianlei didn't seem to think about bothering to treat him at all, but directly killed Liao Sheng, the sword was agitated, the killing machine was awe-inspiring, and there was no hesitation or hesitation.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Ba Tianlei's breath gradually calmed down, and his gloomy expression gradually recovered.

In the darkness, he didn't feel the retreat of the other disciples of the Heavenly Palace, but even if he did, he wouldn't care.

An ordinary martial artist in the early stage of the Xuandan Realm is not worth mentioning at all in Ba Tianlei's eyes.

In this darkness, there are many dangers, and he has to make sure that he is always at the top of his condition.

However, it was precisely because of the darkness that Ba Tianlei was given a special opportunity.

Fighting head-on, Ba Tianlei deeply understood that he was by no means Chu Tiance's opponent.

But in this absolute darkness, especially the Netherworld Palace, it is obvious that Chu Tiance will be regarded as the biggest enemy, and Ba Tianlei is hiding in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to sneak attack, but he may not have the opportunity to take advantage of the fisherman.

Baili Streamer was killed by Chu Tiance, Senior Sister Ye of the Netherworld Hall was unknown, and Shang Lingquan's combat effectiveness in this small hall was limited, as long as Chu Tiance was injured or even killed, Ba Tianlei was fully capable of defeating Wan Hongxue and Mu Jing, and he would have the opportunity to enjoy the treasure.

Chu Tiance's handprint changed, and the sword king's blood flame quietly rose, flowing in the limbs and hundreds of bones in an instant.

Even wisps of blazing flames leaped out through the holes around the body and broke through the body, like a flame gauze cloth, wrapping the body.

In an instant, the messiness of the bloodline, the stagnation of the true element, and even the chaos of the soul dissipated in an instant.

"The power of the Sword King's blood flame seems to be able to restrain ten thousand poisons, and all kinds of toxins in the Netherworld Palace, facing the Sword King's blood flame, are all mud cows into the sea. ”

Chu Tiance's true yuan flowed, feeling the surging power, and stepped towards the stone gate again.

However, in the next moment, an extremely faint True Yuan ripple suddenly flew by not far away.

An aura that is one or two similar to Ghost Dance, faintly intertwined with ferocity and longing.

Chu Tiance's eyebrows furrowed, and a sword suddenly slashed out!