When the Abbasids, the plague lord, rushed in, the battle in the grotto quickly ended.

Whether it is the plague demon king Abbas, the old demon of Yinshan or the killer rain demon, they are all fierce and spicy, although the few scattered cultivators who broke in are powerful, but they are still a little worse than the old demon of Yinshan and others, and they fell in a pool of blood after not being able to resist a few moves under the siege of everyone. After seeing the vision of heaven and earth caused by the opening of the underground passage, Xing hurriedly rushed in and rushed to the front, but died quickly.

The grotto was calm, but Ye Chuan and his party were still not easy.

The long whistle came and went, and more masters pounced, including masters from Middle Earth, overseas cultivators with unique magical powers, and famous big devils. In order to break into the Lost City, these masters who used to guard each other left behind their prejudices and joined forces to launch a ferocious attack, wanting to break through the direction of Ye Chuan and the others.

"The time for the underground passage to appear is limited, and this piece of blue sea sky spar will be closed when the energy is exhausted, Ye Chuan, let's go first, you will follow immediately!"

The kraken patriarch commanded, and led many kraken warriors into the ancient passage, Hai Lili was not very willing to leave, worried about Ye Chuan's safety, and wanted to stay and wait to go with Ye Chuan, and was dragged by the old man to leave quickly.

"Jiajia, you go first, lead the disciples to follow, quickly!"

Ye Chuan didn't look back, waving the iron-blooded banner to block the impact of the demons, and ordered in a deep voice, "Xiaolong'er, you also go, follow Jiajia's side every inch." ”

"Yes!"

Xiaolong'er didn't dare to disobey, flew to Zhu Sijia's side, understood what Ye Chuan meant, and protected Zhu Sijia closely. Although his cultivation is not very good, the Demon Dragon Clan is gifted and has a particularly strong body, and when he really encounters any danger, this is more powerful than any magic weapon and **. The body is the foundation of a cultivator!

The inside of the Lost City is unpredictable, and the old and refined kraken patriarchs are cautious, so Ye Chuan naturally does not dare to be careless.

"Senior brother, hurry up too!"

Zhu Sijia glanced at the increasing number of demons outside the grotto, turned around and left, leading many Cloud Mist Sect disciples to closely follow the Kraken warriors in front of him.

Roar! A thunderous roar rang out, followed by the sound of heavy, messy footsteps.

Under the order of the wildebeest crocodile king, the beasts also rushed towards the grotto, perhaps because they wanted to kill every living creature on the island, or maybe they sensed Ye Chuan's breath and chased after them. Looking down from the heights, the dense wildebeest crocodiles are used like a tide towards the underground grotto, and there is no end in sight at a glance.

A single wildebeest crocodile is not worth mentioning to overseas cultivators and demons, but hundreds of thousands of wildebeest crocodiles gather together and rush over, and a half-saint master will be nervous. With so many wildebeest crocodiles gathered together, they can't be killed!

The attacks of the demons became more and more ferocious, and they wanted to break through the defense line of Ye Chuan and the others and break into the Lost City before the beasts were killed. But the small entrance was blocked by Ye Chuan, the old demon Rhodes of Yinshan, the rain demon and the plague demon king Abbas, and no matter how fierce they were, they couldn't break in for a while.

A super coercion suddenly fell from the sky at this time.

In the air, the air suddenly distorted, and then, with a bang, a black space-time crack appeared, and a young man in black with a straight waist walked out of it. Tall and holding a halberd, his eyes are like torches, and wherever his gaze passes, all the living beings can't help but tremble, and they have a feeling of wanting to prostrate down and worship, and they can't afford the slightest will to resist.

Attacking the ferocious overseas cultivators and demons, the movements were all in unison, the hands and feet were cold, and the big devils, who were arrogant and lawless in the past, were also frightened at this moment and felt a strong danger.

The herd of beasts that came like a tide also suddenly stopped, and if you looked closely, you could even find that they were trembling all over, as if they had encountered some nemesis.

Directly tearing the void and coming out, what kind of cultivation is this? Who is this young man?

Ye Chuan also tensed, his pupils constricted.

In the previous life, tearing the void and moving around the savage world on a large scale in the wilderness world with one hand covered the sky, and he would do the same, but each time he used it, it would cost him an astonishing amount of power. In this life, everything has to start from scratch, and even if you break through to the saint realm, you may not be able to use such means. The black-clothed young man who walked out of the void didn't look like he was too good at cultivating, at most, the power fluctuations in the body of the Half-Saint Realm were on par with the Plague Demon King Abbasid, how could he have such a means to defy the sky? Is there any treasure he is carrying, or is there any supernatural power against the sky?

The young man in black who walked out of the void gave Ye Chuan a very bad feeling, his eyebrows jumped, and the feeling of danger became stronger and stronger. The faces of the Rain Demon, the Yinshan Old Demon, and even the Plague Demon King Abbasid on the side all tensed, and they also felt unprecedented pressure.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye......"

Everyone's hearts were tense, but one person was overjoyed and excited. The Seventh Master Nazhen, who was severely injured and dying, suddenly crawled out from under the pile of dead people, and excitedly greeted the young man in black while shouting, "Master Hou, you are finally here, finally here......"

He...... , is it known as the only one in the sky and the world?

Ye Chuan's heart became heavier and heavier, and he remembered the seven drops of blood that appeared on the turtle's back. It seems that the real danger of this operation should lie in this Qingtian Weather! He used a plan to destroy the 200,000 troops under his command and robbed him of his Qingtian War Drums.

Sure enough, the Seventh Master Nazhen couldn't wait to say before he got close to Qingtianhou: "Master Hou, you came just in time, kill that kid in Ye Chuan, everything was caused by that kid, and it was he who opened the passage of the Lost City and blocked it inside, Master Hou, kill him, that kid deliberately attracted the beasts to destroy our 200,000 army, kill ......"

"The 200,000 army is gone?" Qing Tianhou slowly fell to the ground and looked at the Seventh Master Nazhen, his face was calm, it seemed that the 200,000 army was nothing to him at all.

"Well, it's gone, all the beasts were killed by Ye Chuan's kid......! , no, not ......"

The Seventh Master Nazhen first nodded, then shook his head busily, his face was pale as if he remembered something, and said, "Although the army is scattered, it ...... , but not all of them are dead, they just rout. Hou Ye, as long as I have three days, I can gather the army, Hou Ye......"

The Seventh Master Nazhen, who was still excited just now, suddenly his hands and feet were cold and soaked in cold sweat, even when he was about to be killed by Ye Chuan's iron-blooded banner, he was not so afraid.

"No need, isn't it just 200,000 soldiers, if it's gone, it's gone. Qing Tianhou replied, his tone flat and disapproving.

"Master Hou, I deserve to die, my subordinates deserve to die, please give me another chance, Master Hou......"

Qing Tianhou's words sounded nothing, but the Seventh Master Na Zhen, who commanded an army of 200,000 high in the past, trembled all over, and knelt down with a snap and begged for mercy loudly. As a result, he closed his mouth before he finished a sentence, never having a chance to continue.

The cold sword light flashed in the air like lightning.

The seventh master Nazhen, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly froze his body, and when the sea breeze blew, his body was broken into two.

"The 200,000 army is gone, what are you left to do?"

Qing Tianhou said lightly, his face remained unchanged from beginning to end, and no one including Ye Chuan could clearly see his action of killing the Seventh Master Nazhen.

An unprecedented chill suddenly floated into the hearts of everyone present, and no matter how fierce the demon was in the past, he shuddered at this moment.