All eyes were on the high platform and the steps below.

Look at how many steps that emaciated figure can walk, and see how long those two figures can hold on.

No one found that there were some more people in the mausoleum who were slightly different from ordinary people, just because there would be people entering the mausoleum at any time, and no one cared.

No one paid attention to the blood on the ground, which was slowly seeping into the ground, and then there was no trace, not even a drop of blood was left.

Xiao Chen's gaze swept over the slow-moving figure behind him, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, it has been affected, that coercion is getting bigger and bigger, if you want to get close to the coffin, even the strong people of the Spirit Root Realm will feel a little uncomfortable, after all, it is Du Linjiang!"

Although Xiaochen can't enter the space of the main hall, the spirit yuan in the space of the main hall can be absorbed at will, and streams of pure spirit yuan are continuously sent into the spirit sea for Xiao Chen to urge the holy weapon.

And Zhang Tairan already had a trace of fatigue in his eyes, after all, he was not as perverted as Xiaochen, and he had a steady stream of eggs for Lingyuan.

Zhang Tairan's hand holding the holy knife trembled a little, he couldn't do it, the afterglow swept over, and he knelt on the steps indifferently, his heart was cold, don't drop the chain at this time!

After Xiaochen repelled the two monks, with a wave of his big hand, a jade bottle was thrown at Zhang Tairan, and said, "Next!

"Boom!"

"Think beautifully!"

Sou!

Swish!

Two spirit elements struck like lightning and blasted towards the jade bottle thrown by Xiao Chen!

Wang Ruojun sneered, and another Lingyuan blasted out and smashed into Xiaochen.

Xiao Chen, there was a shock under his feet, his figure swept sharply, and a spirit yuan in his hand burst out, condensing into a hand in mid-air, grabbing the jade bottle.

However, the speed of the spirit element that blasted towards the jade bottle was faster than Xiao Chen.

"It's over, Xiaochen!"

Wu Feng sneered, staring at Xiaochen with gloomy eyes.

"Leave you here, and wash away the humiliation you have inflicted on me with your death!"

"Boom!"

"I don't want to grab the door!"

Lin Haoyan pointed his spear at the slanted point, picked up a Lingyuan whip, and threw it at Xiaochen suddenly, with envy and jealousy in his heart, gritting his teeth and saying: "You dirt bun, you can actually get a holy sword, it's really a tyrannical thing!"

At the moment when Xiaochen grabbed the jade bottle from the ground, countless attacks from the crowd suddenly exploded.

Like fireworks, the dazzling and colorful spirit elements intertwined in mid-air, converging into a dazzling spirit yuan war spear.

"Buzz!"

The war spear roared, and its body spirit yuan fluctuated terrifyingly, and the waves of air that burst out exploded behind the air it slashed through a series of pitch-black cracks, and the cracks exploded with a loud sound, but I didn't expect the combined force of everyone to cause such a result.

"Bang!"

Xiaochen still didn't catch the jade bottle.

The jade bottle was shattered by the previous spirit element, and the broken fragments flew around, and the pill splashed......

Zhang Tairan's eyes widened, he screamed, his feet shook, his body twisted, the tiger's body shook, the holy knife was raised above his head, and he slashed a piercing knife and slammed it into the war spear that was blasted down at great speed.

Xiaochen's eyes were scarlet, looking at the attacking war spear, his eyes swept over the few people who intercepted and smashed the jade bottle, and with a violent roar, his shirt was shattered, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the essence blood dripped through the air on the holy sword.

"Confess the Lord!

Lin Haoyan frowned and said:

"Hurry up and stop him!"

"Stop him from fusing the Instrument Spirit! Kill him!"

......

"Damn fellow!"

Wu Feng gritted his teeth and chattered, and with a wave of his hand, the nameless monk behind him swooped down to join the group of monks who bombarded Xiaochen and the two.

However, before Xiaochen could fuse the holy sword, Zhang Tairan's sword slammed into the war spear.

"Bang!"

The entire mausoleum shook violently, and the ripples of the spirit yuan visible to the naked eye exploded from the two docking bombardments.

"Boom!"

The ground below the two attacks in the mausoleum was lifted by waves of air, and the debris flew and the earth flew and the dust and smoke flew everywhere, blasting out a huge deep crater.

Rumble!

The strongest burst of energy struck, Zhang Tairan wiped the ground and slipped backwards, and the holy knife smashed the steps before he could stop his figure.

Poof!

A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, the spirit yuan on his body was sluggish, and the monks under the steps all took a few steps back, and no one could resist the violent impact.

Xiao Chen's mouth and nose were bleeding, his body was surrounded by holy light, and a colorless flame scorched the aura emitted by the holy sword became stronger and stronger, and it already exuded one-half of the coercion that the holy sword possessed.

"Stop him!"

The awakening of the holy sword weapon spirit, not only will the power of the holy sword be greatly increased, but the machine spirit can also assist Xiaochen in fighting, as long as Xiaochen and Zhang Tairan are given a chance to breathe, when the two of them make a comeback, with the desperate posture of the two, they will be stopped by the two of them under the steps, which is absolutely not allowed!

"Kill them!"

"Boom!"

The monks pounced like hungry wolves, watching the violent bombardment of Lingyuan, Zhang Tairan was in a hurry, poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ling Yuan was even more sluggish.

This made the monks happy.

"He thought it was the end of the crossbow, and took advantage of his illness to kill him!"

"Kill!"

......

The monks in the mausoleum shook their heads and sighed softly: these two must have stayed here.

However, there is no mercy, this is a world where the weak eat the strong and respect the martial arts, and no strength is destined to be eaten by the strong.

The two of them died here, so the holy weapon they got in their hands was their next target!

Just when the countless attacks all fell and were only a foot away from Xiaochen and the others, Zhang Tairan had already felt the hot pain on his face from the waves of qi that those Lingyuan rushed up.

Suddenly, the whole mausoleum buzzed.

An irresistible energy came from nowhere, everyone only felt a light in their eyes, a dizzy feeling hit, the five senses were lost in an instant, and a terrifying ice aura from the nine abysses swept in, making everyone tremble, just a breath, everyone regained consciousness.

I saw that the sky was full of attacks on Xiaochen and Zhang Tairan, and they were frozen in mid-air.

The attacks of those who attacked each other and competed for treasures were also frozen, as long as there was a place in the mausoleum where the spirit elements were blasted out, those spirit elements were all frozen.

Everyone has a question in their hearts, what's going on!

What happened!

Behind the doubts lies a deep shock and fear, and the unknown is the most terrifying!

"Huhu~"

A huge whirlpool appeared on the top of the mausoleum, a breathtaking energy fell overwhelmingly, the center of the black whirlpool thundered and flashed, and the black mist surged, gushing and condensing downward, like a huge palm covering the sky and the sun stretched out from the whirlpool.

When Xiaochen swept through the mausoleum with inexplicable energy, he cut off the communication with the holy weapon and spiritual weapon, looking at the billowing black mist, his brows furrowed, extraterritorial demons!

There is the breath of an extraterritorial demon here!

Thundered!

Under the cover of the huge palm, several monks were eroded by the demonic qi, and instantly turned into a pool of blood, but when they swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the blood was absorbed by the demonic qi, and a figure that seemed to be humanoid walked out of the demonic qi.

The billowing demonic qi can't see clearly. But the voice was gloomy and cold.

"Boom"

"Blood! I need fresh blood!"

"You are all my nourishment!"

Thundered!

Count the holy light swept and blasted towards the figure of the black mist.

The eighteen people of the Sacred Weapon Quasi-Holy Weapon all blasted out one attack after another, strangling the Demon Shadow.

"Bang!"

I saw that the demon shadow just waved his hand, and the rolling demonic mist turned into a huge palm, blocking the cold bombardment, pinching his big hand, and submerged into the demonic mist, and the demonic fog calmed down after a few breaths of intense churning.

Everyone who watched this scene was shocked!

Leave!

Get out of here!

All the monks had a thought in their hearts, if they didn't leave, it would be too late, this evil thing was not something that everyone could resist at all!

"Let's go!"

Xiaochen shouted at the figure on the steps that was still struggling to move forward.

"Xiaochen, let's go!"

Qin Yurou and Lin Tingting came together and said eagerly.

There were already many monks in the mausoleum who were desperately running out, those who got the treasures ran faster, and the eighteen monks had already escaped as fast as possible at the moment when the bombardment was annihilated, and staying here was to find death!