The yellow mist in front of him began to disperse, and it was clearly the formation of this place, which was affected.

What encouraged Shen Jian and Ye Jue even more was that they could clearly feel that a strong will had descended here.

Through the magic circle and heavy rocks, you can still feel the vast and boundless power in it.

That magnificent aura is not something that a Jindan stage monk can have, it must be an ancestor of the Yuan Infant Stage here, and the level of cultivation is not low.

The high-level powerhouses of the Federation finally arrived in time for support.

In the tomb of the Fentianke, it was already angry at this time, but there was still room for redemption.

Shen Jian felt that the pressure caused by the mist around his body was getting smaller and smaller, and he moved his limbs: "Fortunately, there is still a chance to jump twice." ”

"Come on, as I said before, I'll help you wave the flag. Ye Jue said with interest.

"Senior Sister Huang Zhaoxi, they don't know what to do yet, if you work with me, you can also try to make them safer, right?" Shen Jian said: "Don't you still owe Senior Sister a favor?

"Shaolai, I just entered this formation, and the communication of the voice transmitter was immediately much better, I received her transmission, and she was fine. Ye Jue shook his head and said.

"Sure enough, people care about you very much, and you care about people too. Shen Jian said: "It seems that you really have a leg." ”

Ye Jue rolled his eyes: "You are always thinking about going to the next three roads, you are really hopeless." ”

"Instead of being industrious, you should learn to be honest first. Shen Jian said as he tried to look out of the thinning clouds.

The yellow mist will not dissipate, and in the haze, the shadow of a tall tower can be faintly seen.

The style of the tower in front of him was similar to the pagoda where Wen Peng was hiding in the sub-array just now, but the scale was much larger.

At the top of the tower stood a figure of a man, concentrating on what he was doing.

And beside him, a few people were suspended in the air.

Feeling the powerful invasion of foreign enemies, the few people who were standing in the air all rose upwards at this time, forming a line of defense.

Shen Jian and Ye Jue raised their heads, and above this magic circle, there was a dazzling sunlight swaying.

It was because of these rays of sunlight that the dense fog generated by the circle gradually dissipated.

It should have been the underground, but at this moment, everyone seemed to be back on the ground, looking up, and the sun was hanging high.

"It's Dongjun's seniors who have arrived. Ye Jue said after taking a look.

Shen Jian nodded.

The "Dongjun" here is an honorific name, which in ancient times meant the sun.

The ancestor in front of him, who was called by the sun, was a high-level figure of the federal military in the southwest of Bashu, and he personally went down to the leylines, and it was like a great sun descending on the ground, illuminating the underground world as a bright one.

Strong forces are everywhere, directly crushing the formation here.

However, several figures guarding the formation took the initiative to catch up at this time and block Dongjun's footsteps.

When they had been suspended in the air before, they couldn't see anything unusual.

However, at this moment, when they moved, they were all earth-shattering.

Whoever it is, the strength is even higher than that of Sword Cultivation Wen Peng.

At this moment, they shot together, and the movement set off in this local area seemed to be even more violent than the movement of the earth pulse.

However, they are stronger, and Dongjun is stronger.

Everywhere the glorious sun is, the furious light and heat engulfs and burns everything.

The attacks of many opponents, whether they were spells or martial arts, or flying swords, runes, and spears, were all absorbed and swallowed by the terrifying sun.

The rolling day is silent and continues to fall.

The fierce collision between the two sides did not cause great damage, but because of the sun, even the earthquake here subsided a lot.

Thanks to this, Shen Jian and the others were able to keep safe at the edge of the formation, and even watched the scene of this high-level powerhouse making a move.

The scorching sun descended slowly, not in a hurry or impatient, but terrifying, as if unstoppable.

Those who stood in his way, after coming into contact with the sun, began to rout.

The one who rushed to the front was even more silent, and was swallowed up by the endless sunlight and disappeared in an instant.

The moment he was destroyed by the sun, several faint black qi appeared on his body.

However, the black gas was quickly incinerated in the sun.

Shen Jian narrowed his eyes and stared at that scene.

Ye Jue, who was originally lacking in interest, was also shocked at this time.

The attention of both of them fell on the few people who were left to block the sun.

Then I saw that under the scorching sun, black gas gushed out from several people's bodies.

Dongjun was unstoppable, but these people did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and did not hesitate to meet them with their flesh and blood, even if it was just to win a short moment.

All just to buy time for the man on the tower who was casting spells.

"Without any wavering loyalty, not afraid of death......" Shen Jian narrowed his eyes and said with some uncertainty: "...... But maybe it's because they're already dead?"

Ye Jue's rare expression was solemn, and his eyes were bright: "...... Nether spell, Yellow Springs recalls!"

The eyes of both of them were looking at the tower at the same time.

"It turned out to be a cultivator of the Netherworld. Shen Jian frowned.

"yes, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes. Ye Jue's expression was serious and he nodded slowly.

The so-called Netherworld Dao has set off storms many times in the history of the Yanhuang World, and it is a demonic path that has been strictly forbidden by all dynasties, and the modern monastic civilization society has strictly put an end to it and focused on cracking down.

The traditional concept of the Yanhuang people pays attention to the fact that death is great, and entering the soil is safe.

However, the core Dao of the Netherworld, Netherworld Recall, will forcibly drag the deceased back to the world, turning them into puppets of the living dead who are ignorant and will only obey the orders of the Netherworld.

Although the puppet has no mental memory, it can retain the realm of cultivation before death.

It is not agile enough in battle, but it generates a fighting instinct similar to that of a beast, so it can still exert most of its strength.

No fear, no pain, no fear of injury.

If the puppet cultivated strong enough during his lifetime, and then had the superb Netherworld Dao power to control, he could even resurrect this puppet many times, like a truly immortal and immortal fighting machine.

"It should be said, is it fortunate that it is Dongjun's predecessor who came?" Ye Jue said softly looking at the black gas rising and burning from the bodies of those Nether Puppets under the light of the great sun.

The Dao method of the Extreme Strength and Yang has a certain degree of restraint against the Netherworld Dao Technique.

The strength of Dongjun's realm is extremely strong, so he can be as powerful as a bamboo, crushing all the way.

After all, these puppets seem to be fragile in front of Dongjun, but there are many of them who are powerful in the Yuan Infant Stage.

If you change to someone else, even if your cultivation is in a similar realm, you will have a headache in the face of many strong opponents who are not afraid of pain and death.

"He's not just a grave robber. Shen Jian stared at the person on the tower: "He wants to recall the Heavenly Guest from the Netherworld!"