Chapter 435: The Holy Land Test (First Update)

"Seamless!"

The white-haired old man's thoughts were incredible, and as soon as his mind moved, two tightly knit nets of ideas took shape in an instant, intercepting Ye Chen and the others before they were about to close.

Ye Chen's brows furrowed, the white-haired old man's net of ideas and the Golden Wind Holy Son are incomparable, it looks like a big net, in fact, the grid is still covered with a thin layer of ideas, without the slightest gap, in addition, these two big nets of ideas are not a simple layer, but three layers of complex and mysterious, if the three layers are superimposed together, it will be counted, but these three layers are unique, entangled with each other, and there is no connection point.

Ye Chen knew very well that it was absolutely impossible to cut the big net of ideas in a short time, and when he cut it, he was afraid that the white-haired old man Yijing would catch up, so if he wanted to survive, he could only break through in advance before the two big nets of ideas were closed, and one step slower would be a dead end.

Here, Ye Chen's eyebrows swelled, like a diamond bead, and the prototype of the sword in the hún sea bloomed with a halo of light one after another, and the surging sword intent swept out like a stormy wave, enveloping Ye Chen, pushing him forward at a rapid pace.

At this moment, Ye Chen's sword hún prototype was urged with all its strength for the first time.

The Yīn Demon Sect and the Bishui Spirit Sect couldn't see the horror of the Great Net of Thoughts, and they were also not sure to tear the Great Net of Thoughts in an instant, after all, the will of the Martial Dao was inferior to the will of the Sword Dao in terms of attack, and it was more than a step behind.

"yīn wind escape!"

As a grandmaster-level power, there are two mysteries created by the Yīn Demon Sect, one is the yīn demon chop, and the other is the yīn wind escape, as for the 'earth as the sky', it is not his own creation, but the cultivation of the predecessors' mystical martial arts, yīn wind escape as the name suggests is the mystical light skill, the yīn demon sect has only created itself in the last ten years, although it has lost the true yuan, there is no way to show the essence of this light skill, but at present, for him, it is a little faster, yijing does not have too many ideas.

I saw a whirlwind of light gray sè flash, and the figure of the Yīn Demon Sect had disappeared.

The reaction of the Bishui Spirit Sect was not slower than that of the Yīn Demon Sect at all, and the mystical light skill he performed was 'a thousand miles', which can be seen from the name to be extraordinary, in fact, this light skill is indeed extraordinary, it is only one step away from the middle-level mysteries, and it belongs to the peak level in the low-level mysteries.

The figure was slightly stunned, and the speed of the Bishui Spirit Sect became faster and faster, more and more exaggerated, and the road was unimpeded, and his eyes couldn't catch up.

Shout!

Ye Chen took Murong Allure to break through in advance, and at this time, the Great Idea Net was close to closing, and just as a few Idea Threads extended out of the two Great Idea Nets, and when they began to close, the Yīn Demon Sect cut off the Idea Silk Thread with a single sword, and rushed out side by side with the Bishui Spirit Sect.

When the white-haired old man saw this scene, his face was slightly dark, he couldn't imagine that he had made a move with all his strength, and still let the four of them escape, really let them enter the holy land through the holy land teleportation stone gate, where did the face of the bōlan holy clan go, you must know that it also appeared once a year ago.

The left hand stretched out, and the white-haired old man shook it in the air.

Burst!

At the same time as the two Great Nets of Ideas closed, a circle was formed, completely trapping the Old Man of the Sky Eagle, the Black Snake Zhenren, and the Temujin People, and others, under their desperate gaze, the Great Net of Ideas suddenly shrank into a ball, and several people were squeezed to death.

At this point, among the people who came to Shijie underground, only four people were left, Ye Chen, who could be said to have suffered heavy casualties, and even the real-level power was dead.

There is still less than fifty miles away from the peak where there is a teleportation stone gate, and the previous fifty miles is only two or three blinks of an eye for a grandmaster-level powerhouse, but unfortunately in the underground, they are desperate, and their speed cannot break through the speed of sound, which is much worse.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh ......

The three of the Golden Wind Holy Son were attacking the four of Ye Chen all the time, the blade of thought, the spear of thought, and the hammer of thought, covering the front of the storm, if it weren't for the fact that the distance between the two sides was not close, the chance of the four of them escaping was no more than thirty percent, even now, it was stormy.

Forty miles!

Thirty miles!

Twenty miles!

Seeing that the four of them were about to approach the mountain peak, the white-haired old man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It seems that it is not possible to move the real character." ”

Hearing this, the three of the Golden Wind Holy Sons were shocked, they didn't care about attacking Ye Chen, they pushed back frantically, and while retreating, they laid out layer after layer of ideological barriers outside their bodies, in that case, as if there would be some great terror happening.

Sucking it in one breath, the white-haired old man roared violently, and a cloud of formless and qualitative thoughts centered on him, unbelievably spun up, like a snowball, the scope of the idea storm became larger and larger, the rotation became stronger and stronger, and a void tornado seemed to rise in the void, spreading rapidly in all directions, bō. ,

"Not good!"

After all, the Yīn Demon Sect and the Bishui Spirit Sect were behind Ye Chen, the closest to the white-haired old man, as soon as the idea tornado formed, they felt a swallowing liliang sweeping over, reducing their speed, and they found that this idea tornado was actually no different from the tornado when they came in, the only difference was that that tornado was ten times more powerful than this.

"Bastard!"

The Yīn Demon Sect was very angry, for him, except for the high-ranking King of the Life and Death Realm, no one had ever been able to force him to the embarrassing situation of the end of the mountain, even if he had a prestigious grandmaster-level power, after all, there was a big difference between defeating and fighting without the power to fight back.

"If he were on the surface, none of us would need to fear him. At this moment, they responded to a sentence, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon was played by shrimp in shallow water, and in the heyday, the white-haired old man was comparable to them, maybe it was not as good.

"Come here!"

The white-haired old man was not interested in the grievances of the two, he continued to overload his mind, and the rotation speed of the tornado suddenly increased dramatically, so that the yīn Demon Sect and the Bishui Spirit Sect could not advance an inch, and gradually regressed, of course, the white-haired old man moved very slowly.

At the last moment, a cruel cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Yīn Demon Sect.

Bishui Lingzong sensed it and said in horror: "Yīn Demon Sect, you dare to ......"

"Why don't you dare, it's better to die than one to survive, Bishui Lingzong, you die instead of me. A palm was imprinted on the Xiōng chamber of the Bishui Lingzong, and the Yīn Demon Sect advanced at high speed with the force of the anti-shock, and the Bishui Lingzong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was swept away by the tornado of ideas without any suspense, and he still wanted to resist stubbornly, but the white-haired old man's mind was so powerful that he was not allowed to resist at all, and he was cut into serious injuries in a few moments, and was immediately blasted in the head by the white-haired old man's punch.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Ye Chen didn't have any emotion, at the moment of life and death, he would do the same, of course, provided that the two did not have any great friendship.

"Don't even think about running away!"

After killing the Bishui Spirit Sect, the white-haired old man looked at the Yīn Demon Sect and Ye Chen again, his mind was agitated, and the momentum of the tornado became more and more powerful, and the smaller peaks were swept over, shattering and disintegrating, and some rivers rolled upside down, throwing themselves into the tornado like the Milky Way.

Soon!

Soon!

Feeling the gradual terror of the tornado's suction, Ye Chen had to overload the sword hún prototype and encourage the sword intent to increase the speed, fortunately, the sword intent is indeed a great weapon in terms of increasing the speed, and the suction of the tornado of the mind was just wrapped up, and it was cut by the trend, so that Ye Chen had more leeway.

Nine miles!

Five miles!

Three miles!

One mile!

There was still a mile away from the top of the mountain, Ye Chen Yijing could clearly see the patterns on the teleportation stone door and the imprints left by the years, and the Yīn Demon Sect followed closely behind him, the distance was no more than one hundred and fifty meters, and the three of them were in front of each other, racing against the god of death.

Hum!

A few miles away, through the tornado of ideas, the white-haired old man easily sensed the three of them, he slowed down the tornado of thoughts slightly, and then suddenly increased again, this slow piece seems to be insignificant, or even superfluous, but the effect is extremely huge, just like fishing, you hold on to the fishing line, the fish will be stuck there with you, danshi, you loosen the fishing line, and then suddenly pull up, the fish will be pulled up in an instant.

The situation of Ye Chen and the three of them was similar to that of Yu'er, under the skillful use of the white-haired old man, his feet actually rose from the ground, not advancing but retreating.

"Heavenly Demon Great Handprint, Annihilation!"

A black light flashed in Murong Allure's eyes, and he reflexively slapped out, and Liliang was eliminated by a full three.

The Heavenly Demon Great Mudra Annihilation can annihilate all things, but it does not include will, but unfortunately the idea is not the will, although the power of the mind is many times stronger than the will, but because of this, it has become no longer pure, there are traces to follow, Murong Chengcheng directly scattered part of the mind with a palm, and transformed into a pure will, sucking liliang will naturally eliminate a lot, of course, it is also related to the distance is too far, and the idea extended by the white-haired old man is relatively weak, and the gap between the two is too big after all.

With a light body, Ye Chen seized the opportunity, and a few dodges came to the teleportation stone gate, and then took Murong Allure into the teleportation whirlpool.

"You're dead, when you get outside, I want you to die without a place to be buried. While gritting his teeth, the Yīn Demon Sect threw out two high-grade treasure weapons and shouted, "Burst!"

Bang!

The high-grade treasure did not explode, but it was stored in it, and the will belonging to the yīn demon sect exploded, and this will explosion was not much threatening at all, but the stalemate situation was due to this imbalance in the will explosion, and the yīn demon sect was right, one high-grade treasure was not enough at all, and two high-grade treasures could break the balance, and the reason why the will could explode was because the high-grade treasure had the function of storing a little will, otherwise the explosion of one's own will, Wu hún would completely collapse, and the dead could not die again.

Sou!

Regardless of the distress of the two high-grade treasures, the figure of the Yīn Demon Sect disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the teleportation stone gate.

The tornado of thoughts dissipated, and the white-haired old man's face swept over with a pale face, he reached out and grabbed the damaged high-grade treasure, and his face was blue, "I don't believe that every outsider can pass the test of the Holy Land, if you can't pass it, you will all become new stone statues." ”RO！。