The two hurriedly hid on the side to watch, Wang Chuan turned around, and also saw this ghost thing, which was more ferocious than the corpse spirit of Fang Cai, and its body was flawless, and it seemed to be a new spirit.

Behind them, a group of large and small corpse spirits and bone spirits came out of the cage like fierce ghosts.

"Keep going, I'll deal with it!" Wang Chuan beckoned to Mo Xuyang and the two.

The three of them ran back, Wang Chuan's body was bright, and the demon slashing trick was played, bombarding the strange corpse spirit that was sticking to him.

"Hey, they're back!" was about to meet the Celestial God Sect and many cultivators in the back.

Wang Chuan and the three of them staggered past them, looking at each other.

"It's Wang Chuan!" someone woke up and hurriedly shouted.

Guo Xiaonian and his entourage also came over, and when they saw the comer, they attacked directly, the light was great, the flames pierced through the air, and they came to Wang Chuan, and at the same time, Fang Zhen also used a flying sword with a strong aura to kill Wang Chuan.

"I'll shoot you scufflers!" The indigenous boy was also indiscriminately attacked by these people, and he suddenly became angry, directly wielding a white bone stick, vibrating a ray of light, and striking horizontally.

Mo Xuyang thought about it, the flying sword flew out, the sword light was scattered, separated, exploded, and attacked everyone.

"Zhenshan Yin!" Wang Chuan's thought moved, and the light in his hand lit up, a magnificent spiritual mountain, more than ten zhang high, more than ten zhang wide, manifested and exposed, suppressed and down.

"Boom!"

"Fang Zhen!" Wang Chuan saw a person in the crowd at a glance, and his heart was inexplicably angry.

"Lotus Seal!" Wang Chuan sealed, the talisman around him shone brightly, and a crystal clear, divine wisps of lotus flower condensed in his hand in an instant, and his mind moved, and he attacked Fang Zhen.

"Hahahaha!Wang Chuan, do you want to attack and kill me?" Fang Zhen was particularly vigilant, and immediately sensed the attack of the killing light, and quickly responded, dodging aside.

Damn! Wang Chuan was annoyed, this kid was alert and dodged, this Fang Zhen has a powerful gourd, it is not easy to kill him, and here, there are many people, there is chaos, and it is even more difficult when the enemy is outnumbered.

At this time, around the corner behind, a group of screaming ghosts rushed out, and when they saw this crowd, their empty eyes turned green, and their speed accelerated a lot, and they pounced.

One of the creatures, like a water monkey raised by manpower, a corpse spirit, glared at Wang Chuan and also pounced on the group.

"Ahh

"Wang Chuan, don't run!" Guo Xiaonian shouted, his fingertips were full of fire, there were runes born and destroyed, a ball of fire illuminated a piece, a finger pointed at Wang Chuan, and his fingertips shot out a magnificent light, shooting towards Wang Chuan.

The danger was approaching, Wang Chuan's spiritual sense spread, the light lines under his feet lit up, and the whole person moved sideways in an instant.

"Wave!" a beam of red light shot out, containing extremely high temperature, and shot on the black wall, gradually forming a firelight.

"Kill!" Wang Chuan's body suddenly lit up, his star power was like an abyss, and he struck out with a palm, knocking away a close-range cultivator, this cultivator once stood on the side of the Heavenly God Sect, although it was a loose cultivator, but it was already opposed to himself, and he directly killed him.

"Wow!" The cultivator vomited out a large amount of blood and fell to the side, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the Yin Spirit of the underground palace smelled the blood, and swarmed to it, and pounced on it to bite it, absorbing the breath of the living, and the cultivator died slowly.

Suddenly, a palm wind was like a curtain, and it struck horizontally, and the blood and qi were rolling, which was attacking Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan's pupils hunted, and he caught a glimpse of the person who came, it was a martial cultivator, a member of the Heavenly God Sect, because the cultivator of the Giant Spirit Hall at that time had killed himself at this moment.

Wang Chuan staggered by, surrounded by starlight protection, and his palm also contained golden light, among which there were mysterious gold veins lit up, facing the attack, and slapping it out with one palm.

"I'm going to meet you, Lao Tzu doesn't exert power, am I afraid of you? Wang Chuan's blood was boiling, his momentum was getting higher and higher, and he fit and bombarded away.

The two of them each took a step back, and they were both shocked in their hearts.

"Bang!" A palm was printed, this was a kamikaze baji fist, Wang Chuan was like a light man, and he hit it again.

On the other end, Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy no longer stopped, and the white bone stick waved to kill the light, attacking the incoming people, almost indiscriminately.

Mo Xuyang's flying sword, with the urging, turned into twenty-four sword lights, killing all the cultivators who were close to him, only listening to the ping-pong, a dense exchange of gold and iron, at this moment, it was almost chaotic, and it was a mess.

"Wang Chuan, I can't kill you, I'll kill the people around you!" Fang Zhen urged the treasure gourd and aimed it at Mo Xuyang, only to see that the mouth of the gourd swallowed white light, with a mysterious and stunning atmosphere, locking Mo Xuyang.

Wang Chuan glanced at it, "Fang Zhen, you bad seed, it's unbearable to see me come to kill you!" Wang Chuan shook away the cultivator of the Giant Spirit Hall who was entangled with him with a punch, and with a kick under his feet, the lapis of blue gold suddenly lit up in his hand, and he turned to kill the light, and flew away at once.

"Fixed!" Fang Zhen wanted to escape, but was locked by Wang Chuan's mantra, only to see that his body was instantly cut off from heaven and earth, there was huge pressure, and there was a dazzling aura that bound his body, making him unable to move.

"Break!" Fang Zhen was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly urged the treasure gourd, and a cloud qi burst out, cutting off this aura and getting out.

"Suppression!" Wang Chuan made a masterpiece in his hand, the source of heaven and earth converged in this passage, only to see a huge spiritual mountain, the size of five zhang, the strange light flashed gold, the star power was dotted, and the dark golden light pattern was rotated below, and the secret power was gathered and suppressed.

Fang Zhen unfolded the flying sword, and at the same time, there was a Taiji light around his body, protecting his body, and the treasure gourd was urged, bursting out with a piece of brilliance, and a vigorous exercise was formed, aiming at the mountain, "Bang!" This blow produced a huge sound.

Wang Chuan snorted, in his intuition, it seemed that he had been hit on the head, his spiritual sense was shaken, and he couldn't hold it, and the mountain immediately collapsed.

Fang Zhen broke free and looked at Wang Chuan, with a murderous light in his eyes.

"Wang Chuan! My sister's son was killed by you, do you remember the young man of the Liu family who was killed by you? I am his uncle, in the past, you killed my nephew and drove my sister crazy, I hate you!" Fang Zhen hated, and finally said the reason.

Wang Chuan's heart moved, and he finally woke up, he recalled the young man who was in the Liu family in Shu Kingdom in the past, and was hated by himself.

"It turned out to be you!" Wang Chuan looked at Fang Zhen again, his eyes were complicated, it was really unpleasant to retribution, the enemy family met.

"Look at me killing you!" Fang Zhen put light in his hand, and there was a transformation of yin and yang qi, urging the gourd, only to see the white light that flourished out of the gourd, like sword qi, but it was a little different, but it was extremely sharp, and swept towards Wang Chuan, and where he passed, there was a Yin spirit skeleton, which was directly cut.

The light pattern under Wang Chuan's feet changed, and the Big Dipper Seven Stars stepped out, and the whole person quickly dodged like a phantom, and at the same time, the dragon moon wheel killed Fang Zhen.

At this moment, suddenly from the depths of the passage, a cloud of mist burst out, gray, and there was a mysterious sound in it.

"Who disturbed my sleep!" a female voice came, like a dreamman's whisper, but it was as clear as blowing in my ears.

Everyone was shocked, and Wang Chuan quickly pounced on Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy, taking the two of them, the light patterns under their feet were born and destroyed, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, getting out of this chaotic place.

"In the gray mist, where are we going!?" Mo Xuyang asked Wang Chuan in a low voice.

"Come along, don't make a sound!" Wang Chuan sent a voice, and put it in the little tree spirit Xiao Ji suddenly warned that there was a huge threat, and told him to leave quickly.

Behind, gray mist filled the entire passage, everyone panicked, and the Heavenly God Sect Guo Xiaonian and some people had a premonition that something was not good, so they pulled out their legs and ran back.

Suddenly, a pair of miserable white hands stretched out from the gray mist, silently, and grabbed the neck of a cultivator at once, this cultivator was unfortunately the Heavenly God Sect martial cultivator, and was clamped around the neck, and in an instant, a cold moment sealed his own spiritual machine, and the whole person couldn't move, and dragged his hands behind his back into the gray mist.

This cultivator still had spiritual intelligence, but he couldn't move, and was dragged into it by this miserable white and cold palm, passing through several portals, and finally came to an ice pool, which was extremely cold.

"What fresh blood food!" A woman with white hair floated in the cold pool, full of white hair, spread in the water, real people without any blood, black eyes, dark green tone, like a 10,000-year-old cold corpse.

The cultivator was dragged closer, and suddenly his blood boiled, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and was led out of his body by some kind of secret power, and pulled out all at once, along with the spiritual power of his body, and the only intuition he had was that the whole person, at this moment, seemed to be hollowed out, extremely tired, and finally completely died.

The blood light was magnificent, the soul light was dazzling, and it was sucked into the mouth of this cold corpse woman at once, and disappeared.

The strange people in this cold pool, above the ruthless and miserable white faces, there seemed to be a little bit of blood, which was very small.

"It's delicious! The language of a dream sounded again.

At this moment, the white palm struck again, derived from it, like lightning, through the cold mist, grabbed an unlucky cultivator again, and dragged him into the depths.

In addition, there are more white hair strands that continue to extend, ordinary horses, rushing out, and constantly rolling away the living.

It was all about a dozen breaths to take place, and some had escaped from the passage and returned to the safety of his altar, where a mysterious light had lit up, blocking all evil.

Of the people who survived the catastrophe, seven or eight people had already died in an instant.

At this moment, there were already six more corpses on top of the cold pool.

At the same time, it is still the depths of the underground palace, Wang Chuan and the three of them actually came to a strange place, here seems to be in addition to the underground palace, to an underground space, the water flow is urgent, the cold is sheng, Zhou Weiju is a huge karst cave space, the space is huge, one of the artificial bridges is on a dark river, Wang Chuan and the three of them are on the side of the look, they saw a strange scene, only to see a long sword hanging under the bridge, the sword body is wide, rusty, and the sword body is complete.

"Slaying the Dragon Sword!?" Mo Xuyang couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this scene.

"Slay the Dragon Sword!" Wang Chuan also heard this kind of speech for the first time.

This kind of hanging sword under the bridge means suppression. Mo Xuyang explained.

"Where the hell have we arrived, look there, there are both natural places here, and there are traces of artificial repairs, where does it seem to lead?" The white bone stick in the hand of the indigenous boy automatically glowed, as if there was some murderous thing here.

"I don't like it here, but I can't help it, alas!" Wang Chuan was annoyed, and took the initiative to step on the stone bridge, this place was real, unlike the previous Zodiac Eight Absolute Diagram Array space.