"Netherworld Palace, Senior Sister Ye?"

Shang Lingquan's face was extremely ugly, and his voice was filled with extremely murderous intent.

"Senior Sister Shang, the five sects are martial arts, how can you be the only one who lacks you Qingyu Valley?"

Ye Lanzhi stepped over, her gloomy voice was faintly hoarse, and there was no charm of a warbler in the empty valley at all.

Shang Lingquan's expression was solemn, his wings behind him shook, and the soft sword like a silver snake was wrapped around his wrist, and the tip of the sword was raised, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter.

Behind her, all the disciples drew their long swords at the same time, faintly forming a defensive battle array.

A gloomy and ferocious aura slowly diffused from Ye Lanzhi's body, obviously she was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with a light body, but at this time, she was like an extremely powerful beast, staring indifferently at her prey, even Shang Lingquan faintly felt a terrifying pressure from the blood and soul origin, and even her wings did not dare to tremble in the slightest.

What Aoba Valley is best at is undoubtedly flying martial arts.

However, at this time, no one dared to flutter their wings and soar into the sky.

Even Shang Lingquan stood like a stone carving, and all the true yuan and energy were poured into the blade.

Whew!

Two sword rays slashed out suddenly, and a pitch-black aura instantly dispersed.

The clothes fluttered, and Ye Lanzhi was like a black mist, suddenly appearing among the disciples of Qingyu Valley.

Shang Lingquan's eyes burst into light, and the soft sword like a silver snake suddenly straightened, like a big gun, piercing Ye Lanzhi's eyebrows!

Sharp and ruthless, the soft sword bounced away abruptly, and the speed was twice as fast as the other idle swordsmanship, the silver light flashed, and the sword light hit the face!

Qingyu Valley led the disciples, the peak of the middle stage of the Xuandan Realm, Shang Lingquan was by no means just relying on speed to win.

The black veil covered most of Ye Lanzhi's face, but between her eyebrows, a playful smile quietly appeared, as if she had seen a rare plaything, her left hand suddenly stretched out, her hands were like jade, and her five fingers were like eagles and dragons, drawing a weird arc, through the heavy sword rays, and suddenly imprinted towards the silver soft sword.

"Grab the white blade empty-handed, I want to see how powerful the peerless demon of the Netherworld Temple is!"

Shang Lingquan's eyes flashed with a deep solemnity.

To be able to have invincible combat power of the same level among the five major sects is by no means a stunned young man with only strength and no brains.

Since Ye Lanzhi dared to take it so empty-handed, she was by no means arrogant or ignorant, but had absolute self-confidence.

With a sudden flick of his wrist, the silver sword instantly trembled nine times in a row.

A rotten silver glow suddenly dispersed, and instantly swept towards Ye Lanzhi.

However, in the next moment, an extremely crisp clanging sound suddenly sounded, and Ye Lanzhi's fingertips were pointed on the spine of the sword with great precision.

Shang Lingquan's wrist sank slightly, and the bright silver sword light in the sky suddenly dissipated.

Almost at the same time, two screams rang out again, and the two disciples of Qingyu Valley were suddenly cut into four pieces.

"How is this possible? how can she directly break my Silver Snake Sword Shadow!"

Shang Lingquan's eyes widened, and a touch of unbelievable shock and appalling suddenly appeared in his heart.

The Silver Snake Sword Shadow is a top-grade martial art of the Broken Yuan, and it has been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, even in the face of a hundred miles of streamers, Shang Lingquan is confident that he can fight head-on. However, at this moment, a sword swing did not delay even a moment, and the two junior disciples were in front of them, and they were cut into four by Ye Lanzhi, and the rich and hot blood was instantly swallowed by the black magic circle.

Almost instantly, everyone's battle was slightly stagnant.

A series of eyes full of shock converged on Ye Lanzhi in an instant.

Even the hundred miles of streamers, for a while, were a little jaw-dropping.

This finger is not only strength and speed, but also amazing combat talent and combat ability.

Ye Lanzhi looked at Chu Tiance from afar, her eyes were facing each other, and a trace of eerie killing intent rose in the eyes of both of them at the same time.

Feeling the undisguised killing intent between the two, the corners of Baili Liuguang's mouth raised a faint smile.

The five sects will fight, but different from the ring fighting, can only be hard bridges, hard horses, frontal fighting, this kind of big melee, any little change, may affect the final battle situation. Baili Liuguang has absolute confidence in his own strength, and Ye Lanzhi and Chu Tiance obviously have a strong grudge, which is definitely a huge good news for him.

At this moment, the black light mask suddenly burst out with a scorching brilliance.

The depths of the earth seemed to stretch out a pair of clutches, crushing the corpses scattered on the ground in an instant.

Nearly melted flesh and bones, mixed with blood, seeped into the earth.

The eerie and tyrannical aura surged wildly, and the void was filled with a smell of blood, almost staining the entire valley red.

Shang Lingquan frowned slightly, and made a look, and a group of disciples of Qingyu Valley took advantage of this opportunity to retreat dozens of meters at the same time, gathered behind Shang Lingquan, and formed a defensive battle formation with Shang Lingquan as the eye, looking at Ye Lanzhi with a solemn face.

Ye Lanzhi didn't seem to bother to pay attention to them at all, stepped out, and looked at the palace from afar, with a deep expectation and fascination in her eyes.

In the thick smell of blood, there is a faint trace of strange aura constantly diffuse.

Chu Tiance's gaze swept over Ye Lanzhi, feeling the anticipation and longing in Ye Lanzhi's eyes, and the long sword in his palm quietly turned into a spirit slashing sword.

He also felt that this breath mixed in the depths of the smell of blood and constantly diffused was from the ghost clan!

This palace is absolutely inseparable from the ghost clan, and it is even very likely that the ghost clan stayed here thousands of years ago.

Baili Liuguang, Ba Tianlei, Wan Hongxue, Mu Jing, Shang Lingquan, and other martial artists in the early stage of the Xuandan Realm, although they couldn't judge the source of this aura, they obviously felt an aura that was completely different from the ordinary Jingyuan aura. For a moment, all the martial artists instantly distanced themselves from each other, and their eyes stared at the black light shield that was constantly bursting with brilliance.

There was absolute silence, not even breathing.

Between the valleys, there seems to be a clear breeze and clouds, all stagnant, only a piece of spiritual light, more and more brilliant.

About half a cup of tea later, a crisp breaking sound suddenly sounded!

The black light shield shattered, half of the mountain shook slightly, and a stone gate more than a zhang wide and two people high suddenly appeared in front of the palace.

In the depths of the stone gate, you can faintly see a series of figures, which seem to be stone carvings and bronze figures.

"Those figures may be puppets, this palace, I'm afraid it's not so easy to break into. ”

"This secret realm is full of mysteries, this palace, of course, there may be heavy treasures, but ......"

The low voice of discussion continued to sound, and everyone was solemn, and the true yuan was promoted to the extreme, but it did not move.

Suddenly, a figure disappeared from everyone's sight like a streamer, and rushed into the palace in an instant.