At the same time that Yang Zhen was heading towards the ancient swamp with all his might, thousands of miles behind him.

Three figures flew side by side in the air, unhurried.

These three people are Ye Ziyi and Ye Xuanyi of the Flawless Sword Sect, and one is a strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, whose aura is slightly stronger than Ye Xuanyi, and slightly inferior to Ye Ziyi.

This big man is called Yu Hurt God, the elder of the middle stage of the Flawless Sword Sect, when he was concentrating, he was ordered by Ye Chuanshen to enter the ancient swamp and come out alive.

He has an apprentice named Guan Nudao, who died on Yang Zhen, and he is also a Ye man of Tietie.

"I can't find Yang Zhen in my divine thoughts?" I obviously watched him teleport out of Mingyue Peak and chased him all the way to the present, but I couldn't find him?" Yu Shen said in a deep voice.

"Don't mess with your thoughts. Ye Ziyi shook his head: "According to what I said, Meng Honghuang has a low-grade spiritual weapon called 'Netherworld Magic Clothes', which is practiced by the Nine Shadows Stone underground, which can isolate the divine thoughts of Xuanshi, Yang Zhen came to this kind of place, Meng Honghuang will definitely lend it to Yang Zhen." ”

"Besides, we are now in the hinterland of the Great Jue Temple, I don't dare to use my divine thoughts indiscriminately, in case I don't find Yang Zhen, it will be troublesome to attract the masters of the Great Jue Temple. ”

"There is an ancient swamp not far ahead, and if you can't stop Yang Zhen, he's going to go in?"

"Let him in. Ye Xuanyi sneered: "Doesn't he have great luck, he can still get the artifact, see what he can get after he goes in, wait for him to come out, we will kill him again, whatever he gets, it's all ours." ”

Ye Xuanyi originally lost an arm, but now it seems that his hands are intact.

The right arm that was cut off by Yang Zhen hung down on his waist, motionless, but it exuded a terrifying aura, as if there was an ancient demon beast hidden in his long sleeves.

"The main purpose of you and Xuanyi is to enter the ancient swamp to see if you can get the genius earth treasure, and leave the matter of killing Yang Zhen to me. Ye Ziyi suddenly looked up into the distance, and his eyes became a little blurred.

"Big brother. ”

"Ye Zhangjiao?" Yu Hurt God is still used to calling him Zhangjiao.

"There is a master from Dajue Temple, you can go, I will deal with it. Ye Ziyi's tone was flat, without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

As soon as his voice fell, a long Buddha horn sounded in ancient times.

"Amitabha Buddha - Isn't this the Ye Ziyi Ye Deputy Sect of the Flawless Sword Sect?"

"Let's go first. Yu Shen and Ye Xuanyi's bodies flashed, swished, and magically disappeared into the scene.

If Yang Zhen was here, he would have seen that these two people had used high-level hidden qi talismans and invisibility talismans at the same time, and they disappeared in an instant, fleeing into the distance.

The front feet of the two disappeared, and two tall figures appeared in front of Ye Ziyi.

Two bald monks, full of charity, wearing Buddhist robes, smiling, stood in front of Ye Ziyi a few feet away.

This is the territory of Dajue Temple, these two people are naturally the masters of Dajue Temple, two monks who look ordinary, when they stand in front of Ye Ziyi, Ye Ziyi's face changes slightly, a little solemn.

The person who can make Ye Ziyi's face solemn is naturally not an ordinary person.

"Who is my Tao, it turned out to be the 'Eight Nights' of the Four Heavenly Kings of Dajue Temple, 'Futu'. Ye Ziyi naturally recognized them.

These two people became famous earlier than Ye Ziyi, and before Ye Ziyi was promoted to psychic, these two people were as famous as Ye Ziyi, and they were both young disciples in the inner dans of various factions.

Two years ago, when Ye Ziyi was still in the late stage of Neidan, he fought with the Eight Nights Heavenly King for several moves, but he didn't win or lose.

If Ye Ziyi was promoted to psychic, looking at the aura of these two people, it didn't seem to be much worse than Ye Ziyi.

If it's one-on-one, there should be no problem, but if it's one-on-two, it doesn't seem to have much chance of winning? Ye Ziyi instantly assessed the combat power in his heart.

"Deputy Sect Ye, Eight Nights seems to have felt two other junior disciples just now, why did the two of them disappear in a blink of an eye?" The Eight Nights Heavenly King laughed, and there was no hostility, his eyes looked left and right, and he didn't put the disappeared Yu Shen and Ye Xuanyi in his eyes.

The four kings of their Dajue Temple are the candidates for the next head of Dajue Temple, and the heads of the past dynasties are all from the four heavenly kings.

The status of the Four Heavenly Kings is equivalent to the status of Ye Ziyi's deputy head of the sect, so in their eyes, they don't take people like Ye Xuanyi and Yu Hurt God in their eyes at all.

"That's the younger brother Ye Xuanyi, and the same door is hurtful, the two of them have something, go first, two masters, I don't know what to ask for to block Ye Ziyi?" Ye Ziyi said lightly.

Sure enough, when the two of them heard the names of Ye Xuanyi and Yu Hurt, they were a little disapproving, and obviously didn't take it to heart.

The Futu Heavenly King smiled and said: "Ye Zhangjiao is a noble person of the Flawless Sword Sect, it is difficult to get the territory of our Great Jue Temple, we came here quickly, and there is no malice, but we feel a little strange, what is the wind recently? Not only are you Flawless Sword Sect, even the Taiyi Sect, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and even the Heavenly Emperor Sect have masters and geniuses, and they are coming to the Ancient Swamp? Could it be that the Ancient Swamp, what treasures are there to be born?"

The will of the Futu Heavenly King was to ask Ye Ziyi.

Of the six major Xuanmen, Dajue Temple has the shortest history, belongs to the rising star, and has the least understanding of the ancient swamp.

Seeing the disciples of various sects coming, of course, I had to find a sect to ask.

"Coming in droves?" Ye Ziyi heard this, and his heart moved.

Uncle is right, Xuanyi and Yang Zhen battled, the world was alarmed, the news that Yang Zhen has an artifact, the world knows, it seems that all factions in the world have sent disciples to want to intercept Yang Zhen in the ancient swamp and rob him of his treasures.

No, I'm afraid, all factions in the world have psychic masters ambushed nearby?Hahaha, uncle's trick is really clever, even if Yang Zhen can come out of the ancient swamp alive, I'm afraid he won't be able to return to the Flawless Sword Sect?

Ye Ziyi understood his uncle's intentions a little, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "I haven't heard of the birth of a treasure, but on the first day of this sect, Yang Zhen, a dragon among people and a disciple with great luck, also entered the ancient swamp, and with his great luck, it is not impossible to bring a few supreme treasures when he comes out in the future." ”

"Hahaha, Yang Zhen? You mean Yang Zhen who robbed the Tiandimen Trading Building and was killed by the Qiankun Yuan Qi Cannon?"

"Exactly, he's a first-day talent in this sect. ”

And he came. The two heavenly kings of Eight Nights and Futu glanced at each other.

At the same time, I was also contemptuous in my heart, this Ye Ziyi was obviously like fire and water with Yang Zhen, and he was pretending, obviously wanting to borrow a knife to kill people, but what we wanted was this news, even if Yang Zhen really came, then our Dajue Temple would not be polite.

Thousands of miles ahead.

Yang Zhenjue is so calm.

It seems that the mysteries of the world are gone.

Since leaving the Flawless Sword Sect, he has not met a master of the Xuanmen Sect all the way.

Although it is said that he wears the 'Netherworld Magic Clothes' can isolate the divine thoughts of most masters, but this magic clothes are not invincible, characters like Ye Chuanshen can still find themselves, and as soon as he flies, the air fluctuates, and the brilliance is like a meteor, and the psychic master can not see his people, but he can also see the changes in the air.

"Something is wrong, it's quiet, as if someone has cleaned everything up for us and let us safely into the ancient swamp. Yang Zhen vaguely felt that something was wrong, it was too calm along the way.

"You are the delicate son of the sky, a person with good luck, is everyone waiting for you to come out? and then kill you to take the treasure?" He Chu'er suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of the main point.

"It's possible. Fang Huairou also seemed to be thoughtful.

In the final analysis, Yang Zhen's realm is still too low, and now he is only in the late stage of qi cultivation, even if Yang Zhen is allowed to enter, can you become an inner Dan when you come out?

Even if you Yang Zhen becomes Neidan, people outside are sure to kill Yang Zhen.

"I don't care what they think, I must enter the Ancient Swamp, and I will definitely be able to go back. Yang Zhen accelerated again, and immediately felt that no one wanted to stop him, so it was better to be generous and bold.

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong all the way, and after a few days, the grassland in front of it suddenly began to become barren.

The landscape of the whole steppe began to change.

The green grass died in patches, the ground dried up everywhere, and the wind and sand in the air grew bigger and bigger.

The further you go, the more barren the front becomes.

Yang Zhen knew that this was the reason for the proximity to the ancient swamp.

Looking up into the distance, at the junction of heaven and earth, there was a gray scene, as if there was a layer of dust connecting the sky and the earth.

Yang Zhen cheered up and continued to move forward.

Dozens of miles later, there was no trace of green in sight on the ground, as if the heavens and the earth had suddenly lost all their vitality, and as far as the eye could see, it was either barren or gloomy and gray.

Yang Zhen's heart moved slightly, thinking of something.

"Yin and Yang are combined, negative yin and yang, all things turn into light, condense yang and gather yin. "Yang Zhen is flying, and at the same time he is running the 'Yin and Yang Heart Sutra'.

Suddenly, with a bang, countless small air currents in the surrounding air that could not be seen by the naked eye flew like ten thousand arrows, all gathering on Yang Zhen's body.

"The aura of the underworld. ”

This place can absorb and refine the yin and underworld qi.

Sure enough, the Ancient Swamp is the best place in this world to practice the Yin and Yang Heart Sutra.

But it's still on the periphery, and there's no real ancient swamp.

These Yin and Netherworld Qi were not pure enough, and countless air currents poured into Yang Zhen's body, and finally converged, changing to form a real Yin and Netherworld Qi, which was pitiful and pitiful, almost inferior to sesame seeds.

If you practice like this, there will be no great effect for tens or hundreds of years, and there is not much difference between Mo Tianzun and Mo Tianzun practicing outside, the only advantage is that Mo Tianzun has to find a place to practice everywhere, and there is no need to look for it here.

Yang Zhen was a little impatient, and he couldn't wait to enter the ancient swamp immediately.

Whoosh, whoosh, he sped up again, flying forward with all his might.

"Whew-" The strong wind blew on his face, blowing a faint pain on his face, and further forward, his vision began to blur, the front was all gray, layers of dust covered the sky and the sun, Yang Zhen's vision could no longer see a hundred steps away.

At this time, Yang Zhen found that the resistance in the air was also increasing, his speed was suppressed by the space, and the dust that covered the sky seemed to have a mysterious power, limiting the speed of Xuanshi.

"Slow down, you're approaching the ancient swamp. He Chu'er in the Jade Seal of Emperor Yan suddenly exclaimed.

"What, it's almost there?" Yang Zhen also felt the pressure and resistance in the air, and slowly lowered his speed.

"The Ancient Swamp is huge, but it's not possible to get into any place, wait for me to find the coordinates. "He Chu'er has the map provided by Ye Ziyi, look for it carefully.

Yang Zhen also knows why.

He flew forward for a while, and a cold wind began to come from his face, even if he was wearing the inferior spirit weapon 'Netherworld Magic Clothes', he still felt chills all over his body, and he couldn't stop shivering.

"Woo woo" The whole world suddenly began to scream in sorrow, in the endless gray, there were all kinds of sorrowful screams everywhere, and countless strong breaths rose to the sky, or all directions.

Yang Zhen stopped.

He didn't dare to move forward.

Just ten steps ahead of him, it was as if a world had changed.

The ground ten paces away had turned red, as if blood had coalesced.

The void was filled with the smell of death, plus the stench, blood, decay, and all kinds of breaths were intertwined, like hell on earth.

"Hey", "hiss", "ah" There are countless sighs, all kinds of screams, lingering in the void in front of them, every sound seems to come from ancient times, melodious and shocking.

At this time, don't talk about Yang Zhen, even He Chu'er in the Yan Emperor Jade Seal has a big change in her face, she stayed in the Yan Emperor Jade Seal, and felt that there were countless mysterious, ancient wills around her, hovering in the air, and she might kill into the Yan Emperor Jade Seal at any time.

"Don't go any further, you'll die. He Chu'er and Fang Huairou shouted almost at the same time.