"Boom ......"

The blood-colored long dome became more and more gloomy and depressing, and as far as the eye could see, it was all a chaotic scene of blood mist filling the sky and terrifying souls.

The rise and fall of power was vividly demonstrated at this moment, and the four formations of the settled family were twisted together, advancing step by step, and the six-story ancient pagoda that was entangled by the breath of yin qi and ghosts finally slowly revealed its face.

After Chu Jin helped Yan Wuyi, who was in severe pain, back to the sword formation, and helped him catalyze the soul nourishing pill in his body, his declining body gradually improved.

"Cold Light Pavilion Sword Cultivator?" Yan Wuyi asked with a pain, his bloodshot eyes looking at the hidden void battlefield where the spiritual light exploded in the distance.

The sword intent that can have the ability to wipe out the fierceness of Yan Yu's skeleton ghost arm is something that only a great swordsman in the Hidden Void Realm can do.

I just don't know who of the three?

The six-winged Yin Wind Demon is poisonous, and the three major swordsmen are trapped in it, and if they want to find a gap to send their swords, they must waste a lot of energy.

"Little friend, good!"

When he was quite puzzled, the array cultivator Chen Shi who was full of surprise stepped forward with a smile, his thin body and bones trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

The young man pointed his sword at the ghost, and flew away twice to escape for his life, and no one would be shocked.

Just looked at the two of them carefully, but their faces were tight, and Chen Shihu asked, "I don't know which sword master disciple the two little friends are in Da Luo Pavilion?"

Seeing that he was not good, the two of them bluntly asked the teacher, and they couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

"I don't give up in the next place, senior brother Yi Duantang, all of them are under the tutelage of Da Luo Sword Pavilion Yu He, I don't know what advice Master Chen has?"

Yan Wuyi stared at it and answered calmly.

Yu He's name is also known from the freckled boy Tie Ling.

I spent so much energy hard, I just didn't want to expose my identity, be besieged and killed by the disciples of the left family, and then mix with Chu Ji into the tower to seek some treasures.

"It turned out to be the Yu brothers, no wonder they are so amazing. ”

Master Chen pondered carefully, nodded and smiled, thinking that the character of Yu He Sword Master of Daluo Sword Pavilion was extremely eccentric, he was a well-known sword idiot, he had spent twenty-two years cultivating a sword, and his combat power was not bad, if the two young men were really Yu He's disciples, it would be reasonable.

"Today, if there is no little friend to kill the demon alone, the west is afraid of overthrowing, but it is the old man's idea to put you in danger, this is a rejuvenating Xuanqing Pill, and I hope that the little friend will accept it. ”

Suddenly, there was an extra bottle in Chen Shi's hand, the size of his thumb, the aura fluttering, and the hazy emerald color was endless.

Listening to his words, Yan Wuyi did not feel hatred, but the situation was different, so he looked at Chu Jin, who was calm on the side, and saw him nodding.

"Thank you!"

Yan Wuyi smiled on his face, although he didn't know what the Huiqi Xuanqing Pill was, but Chu Ji said that it was okay, so he took it generously, so as not to waste the kindness of the old man in front of him.

Seeing that Yan Wuyi happily took it, Chen Ji's face ached, but when he thought that it was easy to form a bad fate, and a good fate was difficult, this young man would become a big weapon in the future, so it was better not to be contaminated with cause and effect and add troubles to himself.

"Now that the ghosts are about to be destroyed, the old man must go to stabilize the situation, I hope that the little friend will recover as soon as possible, and the old man will leave first. Master Chen smiled kindly, and then went to its array to set up.

At this time, Yan Yu's skeleton had been cut by the swords to ninety percent of his ghost power, and he no longer had the previous momentum of wanton rage.

However, it hid its virtual combat power, and it couldn't withstand the strangulation of the terrifying sword array, and in half a moment, it completely turned into a blood mist and dissipated in the dark blood dome.

Seeing Master Chen go away, Yan Wuyi poured out a milky white elixir from the bottle, quite curious: "The grade of this pill doesn't seem to be low, but I don't know what the effect is." ”

"Replenish the spirit, build muscle and contain qi, rest assured to take it, it's just an ordinary elixir. The corners of Chu Jin's mouth raised slightly, and when he saw Yan Wuyi's ignorant appearance, he couldn't help but smile helplessly.

This kid really doesn't know much about martial arts, not to mention the Dan Array Soul Demon, Anecdotes, and I don't know how he cultivated the combat power of retrograde upward attack, the body method of chasing stars and stepping on the wind.

"That old man is harming you, and you want to send away just a spirit pill, really when I wait to bully?" Looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, Chu Jin said with deep meaning.

How can it be so easy to end a fatal act? Even if there are different positions and different situations.

"Then why do you want me to accept this pill?" Yan Wuyi pouted and said, full of black lines, this kid Chu Yi always doesn't act according to common sense.

"Don't be in vain. Chu Jin said slowly, and then returned to calm his mind, his soul was released, and he paid close attention to the situation around him.

I don't know how long it took, and the sound of explosions in the demon realm seemed to subside a lot.

The rich yin qi and ghost breath around the ancient tower were overwhelmed by the quadrangular sword array, and there were very few traces of yin soldiers and ghosts.

The Luo family attaches great importance to this trip, and there are five hundred sword cultivators who have stepped into the demon realm, among which there are more than a dozen sword cultivators in the hidden void realm, who are bound to sweep away the demon realm before other forces in Changxia learn the news.

Tianmu Peak Cold Light Pavilion Column West Formation, the sword is an ice sword, the qi is the upper Xuan Qi, here come the three masters, eighty sword cultivation; Xiaowei Cliff Wind Pavilion Lingyun Movement, Yin Zhilei, the Six True Legends, Fifty Sword Cultivation, with the wind sword intent swinging the northern formation, facing the blood demon swallowing the heavenly demon; there are also the fat and thin elders of the Zhenga Sword Pavilion, the male and female double swords of the Qifeng Sword Pavilion, the Zhendong Formation, slaying the demon qi; the Da Luo Sword Pavilion Yu He, the Luo Xingfeng, the Da Luo Sword Intent South Formation.

Because the two sword pavilions of Mingyin Cliff and Nine Sacrifice Cliff were far apart, they only sent some true disciples to come.

"Boom ......"

The lonely demon realm dwarf mountain for thousands of years is difficult to resist the impact of the sword cultivation of the Luo family after all, revealing a majestic atmosphere.

There is no day and night in the demon realm, and suddenly a roar shocks the heavens and the earth, like the bell of the avenue ringing in all directions.

"Broken?"

Yan Wuyi suddenly woke up from his contemplative practice, and the Hui Qi Xuanqing Pill was fused with the medicinal power of soul nourishment, and the situation in his body improved a lot at this time, and two or three knots were nourished by the aura, such as a clear spring and a full of spiritual power.

As far as the eye could see, many sword cultivators were exhausted and collapsed to the ground, and the long blood mist and yin qi dissipated a lot for some reason, and the huge corpses of ghost beasts in the distance could be vaguely seen.

The three major sword cultivators of the Cold Light Pavilion had slashed the six-winged Yin Wind Demon at some point, and there were only bloody remnants in one place, and there were sword cultivators with extraordinary spiritual knowledge in all directions who stepped on the blood and walked towards the ancient tower in front.

The soul sense perceives the whole body, the yin qi is cut off, and the demonic breath in the direction of the ancient tower soars to the sky.

"Let's go!"

Chu Jin's eyes were shining, and he took Yan Wuyi to quietly spare the sword array, and then touched towards the ancient tower.

As soon as you enter the blood mist, you will be like a cloud.

The two scrambled to march, and in an instant, more than five or six people left behind and walked away.

There are not many opportunities, but there are many people, and everyone wants to win the treasure in the demon realm.

As soon as I arrived in front of the tower, I knew what a tragic confrontation this place had experienced, the fierce blood mist above condensed and did not disperse, and the thick blood qi like water submerged the ground for several feet, and the blue pupils in the left eye could not be completely seen through.

Stepping forward, there was a sound of bones exploding, and the blood of broken bones blocked the way, and the viscous blood stains emitted a pungent smell of blood, which was disgusting.

The giant gate of the ancient tower is half open, a heavy pressure hits, the word "big cut" is hung on it, the momentum is magnificent, the word is more charming, it seems to be a little familiar.

Yan Wuyi couldn't help but wonder: "The master's name is Emperor Kong, and he cultivates the Blood Sea Meditation Heart Dao, but what does this big section mean?"

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly came back to his senses: "This piece of word is exactly the same as the broken monument at the bottom of the pool!"

Thinking differently, thinking is not clear.

Then he suppressed the doubts in his heart and followed Chu Jin's pace closely.

"The ancient tower is transformed by the sea of qi, and the essence of the demon pill is set in it. Chu Jin passed a soul thought, only to see his face solemn, looking at the ancient gate tower in front of him, quite surprised.

Looking at this tower shape, it is formed by qi, gathering countless yin qi in the demon realm, and it exists, which is obviously transformed by the powerful demon cultivation qi sea, and the qi sea is the demon pill, which is the normal state of eternity.

Don't care a lot, the two broke into the ancient tower of the burial emperor, Chu Jin shot out several soul fires to make it difficult for the yin and evil breath to get close, this heavy giant gate must have taken a lot of effort to break it, as soon as he entered the tower, there was an incomparably messy elephant in front of him, the gold beads and jade plates were shattered, the red tent cold curtain was sprinkled all over, the ancient books and real books were cracked into pieces, and the wall of the Danding incense burner collapsed.

But this first layer is extremely wide, there are many demonic qi rolling, hidden eyes, there are several hidden pavilions on both sides, in the middle of the ancient tower enshrined some strange stone statues, ghosts and hideous, the magic wall overflowing.

And the blood marrow of the remnants in front of him was all over the ground, most of them were Yin Devil Body, Mad Ghost Remnant Soul, and a few of them had not been wiped out by the Hidden Void Cultivators, rushing towards the five or six True Inheritance disciples of the Fallen Family who had come in one step ahead of them.