The remaining disciples of the Yang Divine Palace regrouped their teams, and in groups of a hundred, they began to frantically search for Ye Cen Yu again, while Nangong Ping took the five elders of the other sects and Huang Xiaoyan of the Ethereal Academy to the passage where the smoke had already dissipated.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the passage as a human purgatory. The three-mile-long passage was filled with stumps, ice slag, and pieces of meat. Blood gushed out through the cracks in the corpse's remains, and when it encountered an arrow made of mysterious stone, it solidified into blood ice! The smell of blood was disgusting.

In this battle, there were more than 1,000 disciples of various factions who were trampled to death by Ye Cenyu's crossbow arrows and each other, among which in addition to Nangong Ping's escape, more than 400 young disciples led by him from the Xuanfeng Sect became Ye Cenyu's living target because they were at the forefront, and none of them survived!

Originally, there were nearly 300 wounded people in the passage, but Ye Cengyu's crossbow arrows were all over the passage, and there were more than 1,000 of them. The arrows of the ice are extremely cold, and when they are stained with blood or touch the bare skin, they will freeze instantly. Moreover, the arrow penetration and corrosiveness are extremely strong, and the shoes and socks and clothes can not effectively block the erosion of the arrow. These injured people groped around without a goal, and the chance of touching the arrow was extremely high, and in the end, only thirty of the more than three hundred injured escaped with their lives, and were helped to a safe place by the Xinyue Sect and the female disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect at the mouth of the passage to heal their injuries.

The seven people came to the entrance of the passage and sent away the female disciples who were watching, and they were all shocked and inexplicable when they saw such a miserable scene. And Nangong Ping was even weaker in his feet, and he sat directly at the mouth of the passage, with old tears. The other five elders and Huang Xiaoyan also sighed.

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"It's so miserable, there are more than 1,000 casualties, and all the disciples of several sects are buried here. ”

"Yes, the four elders of Chain Yang, Daoxu, Yunyang, and Jiang Yule were all brutally attacked by Ye Cenyu. ”

"This demon Ye Cen Yu is so hateful, he has slaughtered so many disciples, isn't he afraid of heaven's curse!"

"Hey...... I knew that today, the old man should have eliminated this thief in the Ethereal Academy!"

"If Ye Cenyu's thieves are not eliminated, Zi Ling may never have peace!"

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Now it's useless to say anything, not counting the death of more than a thousand disciples, Ye Cenyu even broke through, which simply made the seven people angry and blew up their lungs.

Seeing that Nangong Ping's mood had slowly calmed down, Huang Xiaoyan stepped forward and persuaded: "Elder Nangong, let's mourn, now that the demon Ye Cen Yu is still at large, we must turn our grief and anger into strength and work together to eradicate this thief." ”

Nangong Ping stood up, glared at Huang Xiaoyan angrily, and snorted coldly: "Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that you raised tigers to cause trouble, why would so many disciples die tragically today!

"This ...... This. Where do you start with this......" Huang Xiaoyan wanted to refute a few words, but he knew that the casualties of the Xuanfang Sect were extremely heavy, and Nangong Ping was short-tempered, so he didn't bother with Nangong Ping, shook his head helplessly, and didn't say anything more.

Nangong Ping took a deep breath and turned his face to look at He Yu, the elder of the Xiaoshan faction, and said, "Elder He, you work hard, take some disciples to take out the corpses in the passage, and go to the outside of the Yangshen Palace to be cremated." ”

The corpses in the passage were not intact at all, and most of them were ice slag and fragments. If you want to distinguish the identity, I am afraid that it is impossible, and it can only be handled in a unified manner.

He Yu nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll do it." ”

He Yu was about to leave, but Nangong Ping hurriedly advised: "The demon Ye Cen Yu's crossbow arrows are extremely vicious, you must be careful and do not touch the crossbow arrows." ”

"Understand, don't worry, Alliance Leader, I will be careful. ”

After speaking, He Yu left quickly and gathered his disciples.

Nangong Ping glanced at the miserable passage, his old face twitched, and said slowly: "Elders, Mentor Huang. Now that the crossbow arrows that the demon Ye Cen Yu relied on the most are probably exhausted, it is the most favorable time to kill this thief. I also ask you to do your best to contain the thieves and eradicate them. ”

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Somewhere in the eastern area of the Yangshen Palace, Ye Cen Yu quietly leaned in a passage, secretly recovering his strength. A few small wounds had scarred and were no longer bleeding, but two deep wounds on the abdomen and waist were still oozing blood. However, Ye Cengyu has already sealed his acupoint, and there is no big problem. However, due to excessive blood loss and running for his life, his physical strength was too large. His face was extremely pale.

Although he broke out of the encirclement, Ye Cengyu panicked, missed the correct route to the southern district, and was driven to the eastern district.

Ye Cenyu looked at the shoes with big toes on his feet, shook his head helplessly, and sighed deeply: "Ahem...... I didn't expect to break out of the encirclement or escape the doom of immortality. ”

Ye Cen Yu took off the torn shoes, took out a new pair of shoes from the jade wrench and put them on. Playing with the changed shoes in his hand, Ye Cengyu inadvertently found that there were three or four holes in the bottom of the shoes.

The edges of these holes were very neat, as if they had been melted, and Ye Cengyu could conclude that these holes were not caused by the blades scattered on the ground.

"Could it be!" Ye Cenyu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and took out a huge mysterious stone from his jade wrench. He took a closer look at it in his hand, then threw the stone towards the ground.

Although the mysterious stone at the bottom of the Ethereal Peak Lake was hard, it was extremely brittle, and it was easily smashed into pieces by Ye Cen Yu.

Ye Cenyu carefully picked up a small piece and placed it on the intact part of the bottom of the shoe. In less than a moment, the small pieces melted the shoes directly, wore them and fell to the ground.

Ye Cenyu couldn't help but be overjoyed. Now that the crossbow arrows have been exhausted, he has no advantage in the face of the pursuit army of the cultivators. But now these mysterious stones are so corrosive that they may become another of his reliance.

Before entering the Yang God Palace, Ye Cen Yu made a ghost to put a large number of mysterious stones in the jade wrench, but he didn't expect that an unintentional move could also play such a big role.

However, Ye Cengyu himself is not afraid of mysterious stones, so he cannot test whether this method is feasible. Just like some poisons in the world, it can only be killed when it enters the body or blood. Do these mysterious stones also need to enter the bloodstream like these poisons?

Whether the human skin can resist the corrosive power of the mysterious stone, Ye Cen Yu did not know. But it's a good thing that it's possible.

Ye Cen Yu was about to take out all the mysterious stones in the jade wrench finger and smash them into small pieces for later use. At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps and human voices was heard from several passages.

The voice of the person was extremely angry, it seemed that these elites of the cultivation world were completely enraged by Ye Cenyu.

"Your uncle's is really like a maggot on the tarsal bone, lingering!"

Ye Cen Yu snorted and stood up and began to run away again.

Two hours later, there was no suspense, and Ye Cen Yu was wrapped in dumplings again. However, he took advantage of the gap between escaping and resting to smash all the large mysterious stones into pieces the size of rock candy, and the number was even beyond Ye Cenyu's own.

This time, Ye Cen Yu made a desperate bet, and went the opposite way, and rushed directly to the main hall of the Yang God Palace.

The main hall of Yangshen Palace is magnificent and magnificent, just like the Jinluan Hall of the emperor in ancient times, but the main hall of Yangshen Palace is several times larger than the emperor's Jinluan Palace, and it is more than enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people!

The main hall is full of divine light, the fragrance is wafting, and at the position where the Zhenjie Divine Monument soars, the Purple Spirit Continent Cultivation Realm has built a stone tablet that is exactly the same as the Zhenjie Divine Monument, and a large number of ** are placed in front of the stone tablet for the disciples of the Yang Divine Palace to pay homage and bow down, which can be said to be the holy object of the Purple Spirit Continent.

At this time, Ye Cengyu actually stood upright at the top of the stone tablet, looking at the disciples of various factions who surrounded him with contempt.

More than 2,000 disciples glared at each other with righteous indignation. Ye Cen Yu trampled the holy relic stele under his feet, which was simply an insult to the ** naked in the cultivation world of the Purple Spirit Continent!

Nangong Ping walked to the stone monument and stood still, looked at Ye Cenyu who was standing on the stone monument and scolded with tears in his eyes: "Evil thief!

Ye Cen Yu was condescending, glanced at Nangong Ping, took out a hundred steps to take his life and shook it, and said with a slight smile: "Hehe, you are really fateful, I didn't shoot you to death in the passage!"

Ye Cenyu's move frightened Nangong Ping a lot, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. In just a moment, Nangong Ping realized that Ye Cen Yu was just scaring himself, there was no smoke to disturb his vision, even if Ye Cen Yu still had crossbow arrows, it would not be easy to shoot himself.

"Thief! this place is so empty, and if you want to do it again, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it again. The old man is desperate to kill you!" Nangong Ping was ready to step forward and kill Ye Cen Yu at the risk of being shot.

Ye Cen Yu smiled slightly, threw his life under the stone tablet, looked around, and said lightly: "I, Ye Cengyu, ask myself if I have no grievances with you, why don't you give me a way out." As long as you don't chase and kill me, I, Ye Cengyu, promise to write off the old debts of new hatred and hatred. ”

When Nangong Ping heard what Ye Cenyu said, he laughed angrily and said: "Hahaha! Write it off! Under the death of a thousand disciples under your crossbow arrows, you tell us about a write-off! It's just wishful thinking!"

"So many dead. Ye Cen Yu frowned slightly. Secretly frightened. He didn't expect that more than a thousand disciples would die in the narrow passage. He seemed to remember clearly that there were only a hundred disciples of the various factions chasing him. At that time, Ye Cenyu was still very puzzled in the smoke, and hundreds of people screamed so loudly that they could shoot all the crossbow arrows without being able to see.

"Hmph!" Nangong Ping snorted coldly and said coldly: "Ye Cenyu, you devil! I didn't expect you to have today! Where is the Soul Destroying Crossbow!"

"Alliance Leader!"

Thirty soul-destroying crossbowmen had already been replaced, and they agreed in unison, holding crossbow arrows and standing behind Nangong Ping.

"Today, the old man will let you taste the taste of being shot by a crossbow arrow, and then chop you into mashed meat!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Cen Yu said coldly: "Do you have to force me to kill someone!"

"It's useless to talk too much, shoot this thief to death with arrows!"

Nangong Ping pointed at Ye Cenyu and gave an irreparable order.

Thirty crossbowmen, putting the crossbow arrows into the machine springs, stepped forward, raised the crossbow arrows, and aimed at the majestic body on the stone tablet.

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