"Huh?"

Zhou Yan was slightly stunned, and immediately had doubts in his heart.

But he was still questioning, and the woman immediately put on a pitch-black soul armor.

The soul armor was like a whole, enveloping her body and most of her appearance, leaving only a pair of spirit eyes and the tip of her nose exposed.

Even though she seemed to be fully recovered, she was still coughing and vomiting blood when the halo rainbow disappeared.

In the same bright blood water, you can see the shattered internal organs and organ fragments.

This is clearly a wound of power that destroys the surname Miè.

"It turned out to be ...... Zhou Xuanzhi, in Xia Lin Miaohan. The woman spurted another mouthful of blood, and said in a somewhat weak voice.

Regarding the appearance of being seen by Zhou Yan before, she seemed to be casual.

But Zhou Yan still understood from the tip of her white nose with a hint of redness that this woman was not as calm as he saw.

"You are actually a Miao Han Xuan, the Miao Han Xuan who ranks eighth in the top female genius ranking!"

Zhou Yan was taken aback in his heart, there is no waste in this top ranking, especially those named by Yao, and everyone is extremely good.

But such a strange woman almost died here at this time, which is obviously extremely shocking!

"What ranking, it's just a joke, the Sage chose this list, but it became the death list. ”

Lin Miaohan, who was dressed in pitch-black soul armor, sighed at this time and said with a wry smile.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Yan was slightly surprised, and once again felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"Among the sages, there are sages who have actually been killed by strong people outside the universe, or there are sages who have taken refuge in the forces of the Heavenly Emperor universe, and now they know that this time the Southern Wilderness Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine and his party are ...... It's going to be a Jedi. ”

The answer given by the Miao Han Xuanist surprised Zhou Yan.

"How...... How so?"

Zhou Yan's voice trembled a little.

It was the most terrifying news he had ever heard, because if there was a genius who had been counted by the Sage within him, no one would have left here alive.

"Not only the Guanghan South Mansion, but even the Xiaoyao East Mansion, the Haoran West Mansion, and the Dao North Mansion all have the Sage's internal response, and their trials must also be a dead end. ”

The Mystic Man sighed and said.

"This ...... No wonder I felt that this trip to the Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine had an uneasy feeling of death, and it turned out to be like this. But I don't know about it, I haven't heard of it, so how do you know about it?"

Zhou Yan was thoughtful, and there was a flash of wisdom in his eyes.

He didn't seem flustered by the words of the Mystic One, or rather, he had more thoughts in his heart, and the Mystic One didn't know it.

"I met with the Qingning Xuanshi, who ranked third in the female wizard this time, and happened to be in a barren mound, and I saw the sage who led us fighting with the betrayed 'Qiansheng', and also exposed the conspiracy of the 'Qiansheng', we were affected by the strength of the battle, and we died almost instantly.

Originally, just the energy shock didn't necessarily mean that geniuses like us would be shocked to death, but ...... The chaotic sword qi of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine erupted inexplicably.

This kind of sword qi can instantly kill the Xuan-level geniuses of the Void Nine Battle Front realm, and we are invincible. Qingning Xuanzhi died, and I only had a wisp of breath left. Fortunately, Zhou Yanxuan was rescued by you. ”

Miao Han Xuanzhi said, and bowed to Zhou Yanyingying at the moment.

She looks lovely and lovely, and her weak aura has a kind of impulse to care and love.

Zhou Yan nodded, sighed and said, "I already had a sense that this time it won't be so simple, but I don't want to be calculated by the sage, alas." ”

"Yes, now, I don't know how to continue to move forward here, as for comprehending what 'sword qi' and 'sword intent' are, it is an unimaginably huge and difficult task. ”

Miao Han Xuanzhi said, suddenly looking at Zhou Yan with soft eyes, as if she had an important secret to tell, but obviously she seemed to be a little hesitant.

Zhou Yan seemed to have a sense and looked into Miaohan's eyes.

At this time, Miaohan's gaze suddenly became extremely deep, and at the same time, a controlled cold light suddenly shot out from Miaohan's eyes, and at that moment, Miaohan was no longer Miaohan, nor was she a cold and delicate woman covered in soul armor, but a cold and fierce spirit, exuding wisps of bright blood-like luster.

"Flame of the soul, extinguished!"

"Be a ghost of the nether!

"Wraith fire, ignite!"

This cold soul suddenly erupted with a terrifying soul impact, directly killing into Zhou Yan's soul.

At this moment, the thunder mark in Zhou Yan's eyebrows suddenly burst out with a purple light, directly dispersing the impact, and at the same time, a wisp of thunder will rushed towards this cold ghost at an even more terrifying speed.

"Hmm, you didn't get hit?!"

The ghost was shocked, and emitted a hoarse, terrifying voice.

The wind gusted, and the cold in the ground became even stronger.

"Hit? This series of situations is really unreasonable, if it were someone else, I would almost be recruited, but for me, ......"

Zhou Yan didn't continue, but halfway through speaking, he suddenly unleashed the most core origin attack in the thunder.

The twelve sword spirits evolved almost at the same time, and the twelve sword spirit soul swords formed were like an immortal monument, heading towards the fierce spirit town.

"Huh, you're the emperor—ah—impossible! impossible!

The fierce spirit was startled, and then, as if he had discovered a great secret, he was shocked and let out a roar of fear.

Then, as if it was going crazy, it erupted into a terrifying soul impact, crushing Zhou Yan like a huge wave in one fell swoop.

The powerful soul pressure, like a monstrous wave, overwhelmingly oppressed, and Zhou Yan's soul sword directly collapsed and shattered in an instant.

"Poof—"

Zhou Yan felt that the mutated soul was completely shattered at this moment, and the powerful physical body was even crushed by the destruction of the surname.

This is not an opponent at the level of combat power at all.

At this moment, the real death is like a streamer, shuttling in front of the eyes.

It was like returning to the light, Zhou Yan found that he did not die at the moment of the crystal coffin, did not die in the sword qi in the sky, but still had to be killed by this unknown ghost.

It's just that the feeling of death is extremely close, but it has not come for a long time.

At this moment, Zhou Yan even gave up resisting, but he didn't really die, because the broken tablet he was holding in his arms suddenly showed a purple light.

In the purple light, the terrifying gloomy sword intent suddenly erupted like a tsunami storm.

Destroying the withering and decaying, the earth-shaking sword intent roared out, and in an instant, all the fierce spirits were swept away by this sword intent.

Destroy the wither!

Instant spike!

The ghost was immediately wiped out!

Wisps of golden netherworld energy were dotted like stars in the sky. The thunder mark in Zhou Yan's eyebrows devoured these golden points of light with hunger.

A moment later, the Thunder Mark had already gathered the ultimate origin energy, which was as huge as a mountain, and swelled up as if it had devoured millions of top-level Xuan-level geniuses!

This incomparably vast origin energy could not even be loaded, and it condensed into liquid origin energy, appearing in the space of the Thunder Mark.

In this space, there was already a golden origin energy liquid as terrifying as sea water in an instant.

This benefit is so great, but Zhou Yan's body is broken at this time, and his soul is also broken, although he was saved by the power of the stone tablet, it is still like a broken candle, which will be extinguished at any time.

"Poof—"

The space has settled down, there is no abnormal energy flow, there is no weird energy pressure, and even, now Zhou Yan can't even feel gravity, magnetic energy, etc.

His six senses seem to have begun to decline, his memory has also begun to decline, and many things have begun to be lost.

With so many origins, Zhou Yan can be said to have countless opportunities to perform the Nirvana Sutra and the Immortal Rebirth Technique, but at this time, he can't even cast it.

The flame of his life soul is about to be extinguished.

At this time, the stele was also broken little by little in his arms, like powder, and suddenly exploded, shattered, and dissipated in the wind.

The lonely grave, the last trace of it, is gone.

Zhou Yan faltered, moving forward step by step.

He didn't know what else would keep him going, but at this point, his body was shattered, his soul was broken, and he had no hope of living.

In fact, when he saw the monk who still had a wisp of breath at first glance, Zhou Yan felt a huge danger, but he was still vain.

It's not that he's stupid, it's that he has no choice, no choice.

In this way, taking advantage of the other party's carelessness, there is still hope of narrowly winning.

If you shoot directly, you won't have a chance.

The ghost died, and the space was quiet for a moment, and then a colder wind blew, and the outline of the ancient city of the Heavenly Sacrifice in the distance reappeared, and the ancient sedan chair of the Eight Lifts sedan seemed to rush here again.

At this moment, Zhou Yan seemed to understand that this was the vision after the fall of a genius - perhaps, only a genius monk who was dying could see this scene.

Zhou Yan's heart was quiet, at this point, he couldn't make any waves after all, every inch of land here was extremely dangerous, and it was full of the danger of death.

There is no escape, there is no escape.

Zhou Yan watched the eight-lift sedan chair fly by very calmly, watching it rush towards him.

......

"The people of the Netherworld Temple, when can they meddle in the affairs of the 'Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine'?"

Suddenly, a voice came from this dead silence, and then a warm and familiar energy enveloped it.

"Hmm, Ten Thousand Ghost Ancestor, after so many years, you haven't decayed yet>"

Between heaven and earth, there was a cold voice with a tone of surprise.

"The life and death of my Ten Thousand Sword Heaven, why bother you in the Netherworld Temple? You don't want to wait for the Immortal Fantasy Realm, you have to come here to cause trouble? Could it be that you still want to command all the Immortal Passages?"

"Ten Thousand Ghost Ancestor, you can't talk nonsense about this matter. This time, we won't be embarrassed by you, you let go of the ban, we will take away this Lei Yan sword body, and everyone will not violate the river water. ”