Li Yan knew in his heart that he couldn't drag it out any longer at this moment.

The strange sound of the fight between Ye Wuwu and An Ning just now, the roar can be heard clearly even from dozens of miles away.

As a powerhouse in the realm of Dachu Dengfeng, and has been in Penglai for many days, he naturally won't know nothing.

He knew that the true center of the island was not far away.

He also knew that on this Penglai Island, there was a blue curtain of light at this moment, which was slowly moving forward with a ghostly glow, taking people's lives.

There are more and more warriors, all approaching here at this moment.

is delaying, I'm afraid that the people who come will not only be Ye Wuwu.

What if the rest of the Peak Warriors come?

So he chose to make a move.

He was gambling, betting that Ye Wuwu would not be able to use that sky-high sword at the moment.

Moreover, at this moment, Li Yan was sure in his heart that even if Ye Wuwu really swung such a sword, he would have a way to survive in it, and he would never fall into a miserable situation like Fu Qianshan that day.

After all, he had been prepared.

Li Yan took a light step, then stretched out his right hand, pointed to the sky, and held it in front of him.

The other hand, pointing to the ground.

The pace was light, as if a picture was drawn in the small and small burial chamber.

"Heaven and earth are no more than the sun and the moon, and the sun and the moon are no more than yin and yang."

Li Yan's voice echoed around for no reason, and in this dense forest, which had been trampled incorrectly, the light seemed to dim for a moment.

But on Penglai Island, there is only daylight, day and night.

This scene surprised Zhang Mingxuan's eyes, and he remembered that there was once a record in the Taoist Sect, on the mountain, and in the classics that had been yellowed and no one cared about.

There was once a teacher who turned his hand to see the blue sky through the clouds and mist, and he could make Xiaotian turn into a remnant night, pushing all the Taoism at that time, and almost surpassing all the sects in the world, but he was well versed in the way of yin and yang.

That sect is called the Sun and Moon God Cult.

Later, when that man died, no one in the whole sect could learn that skill, so they could only be divided into two groups, some could remove the clouds and dispel the darkness, and some could turn the day into night......

And then, and then there was no more......

The sect is scattered, the doctrine is severed, and such a magical and mysterious technique has become a swan song.

There are just a few legendary words written at the end of the book.

If one day someone can merge these two techniques into one, it will be when the Sun and Moon Cult will be glorious again.

Right now, in the heyday of the luck of the rivers and lakes in the past thousand years, is the prophecy about to come true?

Zhang Mingxuan's gaze was a little complicated.

This is known as the most prosperous generation of rivers and lakes, how many demons have been enthusiastic?

In previous years, the peak creation realm that was rare at all was several times more at this moment.

Even in Zaoji, some people have already seen the scenery.

Xiaotian, Shifting Flowers, Taoism......

Not to mention the Buddha of the Western Regions, and a Confucian saint in the world after a thousand years......

So many evil people are all emerging in the same era at this moment.

How could this not be complicated in Zhang Mingxuan's heart?

But I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because he is in this mountain, Zhang Mingxuan at this time seems to have forgotten himself, and in a sense, he is also the demonic person......

The complication lasted only for a moment, and the next moment, it returned to normal, changing to that sad look.

Of course, in the melancholy, there is still a trace of helplessness and helplessness.

The reason is nothing else, just because of Ye Wuwu.

Li Yan's qi is still as strong as ink and as deep as the sea.

But at this moment, it was frozen, with his expression.

Ye Wuwu was standing next to the big pit at this moment, so condescending, his eyes were fixed on the other party, but the expression on his face was smiling.

"To tell you the truth, Fu Qianshan is indeed inferior to you."

There was a bluestone inkstone floating in front of Ye Wuwu, exuding a faint cyan luster.

And between Ye Wuwu's fingers, there is a gray aura that is extremely sharp.

Although the cyan luster is light, it is much brighter than the dawn in Li Yan's eyes.

What is that?

Li Yan's heart was full of doubts, he didn't know that it was an item related to the Confucian saint, but he faintly realized that it was not an extraordinary thing.

The oppression given to him by the small inkstone on that side was much stronger than the sharp sword qi in Ye Wuwu's hand.

But at this point, the hole cards have been revealed, how can Li Yan retreat?

Those who don't know are fearless, if Li Yan knew that the inkstone was transformed by the will of Confucianism, I don't know if he would still be like this.

A trace of hideousness flashed on his face at this moment, but his hands were calm, dotted between his fingers, and then his right hand shook it lightly towards the inkstone!

It seemed to want to shatter the inkstone.

Even if it's as bright as the dawn, so what?

Break it open!

But this is undoubtedly a very stupid thing to do.

In an instant, Li Yan's expression changed drastically, his eyes showed a touch of disbelief, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person fell backwards.

Rumble!

The wall of the main tomb, which was not too big, was suddenly smashed into a huge pit by Li Yan.

Yin red stained Li Yan's eyes, and the world was scarlet, but in his somewhat helpless and resentful gaze, there was something that was so dazzling in front of him......

Ye Wuwu's face was still with such a faint smile, and he put away the inkstone lightly, and just wanted to say something, but then, his eyes paused slightly.

Like, what's wrong?

Feng Yun, who was silently watching from the sidelines, also showed a trace of doubt in his eyes at this moment.

Zhang Mingxuan took Xia Anmeng back a little, his brows furrowed slightly.

Even An Ning, who was not far away, standing with a gun, stared at this moment.

Everyone's doubts arose almost at the same time.

Another moment of enlightenment!

"This white bone, why hasn't it been shattered!"

Feng Yun was the first to speak.

Obviously, after experiencing the aftershocks of countless battles, even if Ye Wuwu fought with An Ning on the ground, it could be understood that Li Yan below made a timely move to resist, or maybe this immortal tomb was a little mysterious, just like the medicine garden formation, which could protect the main tomb from being affected.

But at that moment, Li Yan smashed on the wall of the main tomb impartially, smashing out a deep pit.

But the white bones that have been thousands of years ago have not been broken in the slightest?

A hand suddenly reached out and touched the white bone.

Immediately after, an embarrassed figure stepped out of the pit and stood in front of Bai Gu.

That's Li Yan.

Ye Wuwu's gaze froze for a moment, and then his scalp tingled.

I don't know if it's a hallucination or not, but at the moment he felt that the white bone leaning against the wall seemed to be laughing.

The smile is weird.

Without thinking too much, Ye Wuwu waved his hand and slashed out a sword.

This sword is only the pinnacle of the sword, but it is enough.

Li Yan, who was countless times closer than Ye Wuwu, was standing in front of Bai Gu at this moment, and in his blood-stained eyes, there was trembling and fear, excitement and excitement.

But it is also a deep choice.

Although his vision was blurred, Li Yan could see the white bones in front of him very clearly.

He...... Or maybe call it better?

It does laugh.

Smiled and stretched out his hand.

Is this the fate of this grave...... Li Yan thought in his heart.

He seemed to have an understanding in his heart.

So he also reached out.

In the next second, that chilling sword qi struck, shattering everything.

(End of chapter)