On the banks of the Lechuan River, there have long been dense guards stationed. Each of them was dressed in black robes, his faces could not be seen clearly, his blurred faces were shrouded in the collars that were raised high, and his hands were all with a three-strand fork, and the cold light was forested.

Su Luo didn't say a word, and the two willow leaf swords instantly danced into the wind wheel and strangled towards the guards in front of him. Suddenly, the murderous aura of Sen Leng permeated all directions, the endless sword qi was overwhelming, and the originally calm water surface of Lechuan was full of waves, just like the heavenly river pouring down.

The vague figures in front of him were like dust in the wind, invincible, turning into flying ashes and disappearing into the void.

"Who? Dare to disturb the Qing cultivation of this sect and look for death! ”

The voice was tyrannical and ethereal, as if it did not belong to this space, and it really vibrated the eardrums of the four people.

"Young Master Yang, be careful, that night has been provoked, and we will act according to the plan." Su Luo turned his head and said to Duanmu Yi behind him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Su, the three of us will do our best." Duanmu Yi agreed, and flew away to a hidden place not far away. Ghost Elder and Bing'er followed closely behind Duanmu Yi.

"Whew-"

There was a roar, like thunder exploding. A pitch-black figure, with a billowing black dead air, flew up from the whirlpool on the surface of the Lethe River. Immediately after, the powerful and incomparable energy swept down towards Su Luo's raging sword qi. Two earth-shattering attacks collided together, and suddenly the sky was dark, and the Lechuan River was almost cut into two sections, and the huge waves of water formed a towering wall of water, and then collapsed with a bang, splashing in all directions, as if the sky had collapsed.

Duanmu Yi was secretly shocked in his heart, he had never seen a battle of this level, and he couldn't even imagine it, but now it was truly presented in front of him, as if he was in a dream.

Slightly stunned, then without hesitation, his figure shook, snorted, turned into an afterimage, and rushed straight towards the whirlpool on the surface of the Lechuan River. Ghost Lao and Bing'er did not show weakness, and their speed chased Duanmu Yi. The three of them were like three meteors, flashing away in the smoky green sky, long since they had disappeared into the whirlpool and dived to the bottom of the Lethe River.

A small temple is now in front of you, although the pressure at the bottom of the river is unimaginable, but at this moment, the surroundings of the small temple seem to have become a vacuum, and the three of them did not feel any pressure at all.

"This is it." Ghost old way.

"That's right, let's go, let's go in, don't delay." Duanmu Yi stepped forward and slapped his palm on the door of the small temple, and the old wooden door suddenly turned into sawdust and scattered in all directions.

An extremely delicate mirror is enshrined on the top of the small temple, like a tablet of the Holy Spirit, which looks solemn and sacrosanct.

The mirror glows softly, at odds with the gloomy atmosphere around it. When the three of them approached to see, there was a strange beast carved on the mirror, the head of the beast was like a pixiu, the body was like a unicorn, the claws were like a dragon, and the fangs in the mouth were like a sword, and they were immovable.

"Time Beast." Ghost old way.

"Yes, it does look like the legendary time beast." Duanmu Yidao.

"Then, this treasure must be the treasure of time." Bing'er said.

"Hurry up, don't delay, if Su Luo can't resist that night, we'll be finished." Duanmu Yi urged. "Hurry up and force out a drop of essence blood from each person and drop it on the treasure of time."

"Do all three of us want to drop?" The ghost old man was surprised, but he didn't expect that Duanmu Yi would share the opportunity to obtain the treasure of time.

"Of course. The ownership of treasures is naturally obtained by fate, and if there is no fate, do not force it. What's more, we are all brothers, do we still want to spend the night like Su Luo? Duanmu Yi's face sank, and he was a little dissatisfied, and blamed.

The ghost old man didn't talk much. The three of them used luck at the same time to force a drop of soul essence blood out of their fingertips and drop it on the treasure book together.

The originally calm and soft light on the Time Treasure Book shook suddenly, and it spun around, constantly changing the color of yin and yang towards the Pisces of the Taiji Diagram. After a while, the light on the treasure was restored to its original state, but there was a little more vitality, as if something spiritual had been awakened in it.

"It's done, and the three of us will urge our minds in turn to see who can control this treasure of time. Brother Xian, you start first. Duanmu Yi commanded.

The ghost elder did not hesitate, and immediately tried to communicate with the Treasure of Time with his mind. But no matter how much he tried, it was to no avail, and the Treasure of Time remained motionless and did not change in the slightest.

Duanmu Yi gave Bing'er a look. Bing'er also began to try to communicate with the Treasure of Time through her thoughts. Undoubtedly, just like the ghost elder, there was no reaction at all.

Duanmu Yi saw that neither of them could urge the time treasure, and he was a little excited in his heart, so the treasure belonged to him, and the name was justified, how could he not be excited.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Duanmu Yi divided a wisp of his mind, opened the treasure of time through his mind, and injected the differentiated wisp of mind into the treasure book. The Treasure of Time was instantly magnificent, and the entire small temple was not surrounded by golden warm brilliance, and it seemed to be virtual.

A wisp of mind integrated into the Time Treasure instantly explores the situation in the Time Treasure and the functions of the Time Treasure Guide. Duanmu Yi was about to reach out and take the Time Treasure from the offering platform and put it in his arms.

Suddenly, the entire small temple shook violently, as if enveloped in a huge force of attack. There is a formation outside the small temple to guard, and although the offensive is so powerful that it makes people desperate, it seems that it can't cause much damage to the small temple's defensive formation in a short period of time.

Outside of the formation, the source of the powerful attack power, ten middle-aged people wearing purple cloaks and black robes, their cultivation is profound, and they have obviously reached the third-order Great Perfection of the Martial True Realm, but their bodies are lifeless, and they are obviously all dead souls. The attacks displayed at this time were all based on the power of the Yin Evil, which was comparable to the attack power of a mid-fifth order martial artist in the Martial True Realm.

These ten people kept unleashing various attack methods, and they all poured down towards the defensive formation above the small temple.

As the attack continued, the light of the Time Treasure seemed to gradually dim.

"It's not good, the reason why this formation is strong is that it was originally supported by the Time Treasure Book, and now it seems that the Time Treasure Book will soon be exhausted, and when the time comes, the defensive formation outside the small temple will inevitably be broken, and we will no longer have a barrier to rely on." The ghost elder exclaimed.

"Brother Xian, don't worry, let me try the mysteries of this Time Treasure Book," Duanmu Yi's heart moved, and Time Treasure Jian really reacted, and the original soft light turned into a dazzling metal color, and one ray after another, as if the Dao Dao blade was diverging in all directions.

Everywhere the light fpassed, ten powerful black-robed people were petrified.

"It worked!" Duanmu Yi said with a smile. Turning his head, he saw that the ghost old man and Bing'er behind him were also motionless, as if petrified.

Probing Bing'er's breath, Duanmu Yi was taken aback.

"Breathless?"

Try the ghost old again. It's no different from Bing'er.

Duanmu Yi carefully examined the vital signs of the two, and the fluctuations in their spirits were normal, indicating that the two had just entered a dormant state and were fine. Duanmu Yi was relieved at this time.

Kill!

The killing intent in his eyes was exposed, and a pitch-black ancient demon knife appeared in his hand. The knife fell in his hand, and a sword qi swept towards the ten black-robed people in front of him. The sword qi passed, without any hindrance, and the ten black-robed figures were slashed into two sections, and then turned into flying ashes and disappeared into the void.