At this point, Yu Si made a resolute choice, and when he had no choice, he chose to take risks and destroy this teleportation circle.

And to destroy this teleportation array, what he chose was to smash the huge white platform and let the soul of the white dragon array die.

Before he started, he rigorously probed whether there were still mechanisms and formations in the underground Qianzhang, so as not to be triggered again when he entered the underground.

Fortunately, only the place where the teleportation circle is arranged has a formation prohibition, and there are no extra precautions in other places.

There are nearly a hundred monks below, and they may all be array mages, and the highest cultivation is only the old man who has the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Transformation Yuan Dynasty and the middle-aged monk who has just spoken.

He may not be able to defeat the two of them, but if he suddenly strikes, he can completely smash the platform and array spirit of the teleportation circle arranged when they react, so that he can achieve his goal.

As for whether he can escape alive or be surrounded by the nine great monks who came with this question, it depends on his own chance. Even at the cost of death, if you can prevent the demon clan from invading Kun Miao, this thing is cost-effective.

Thinking of this, Yu Si's body was full of aura, and he quietly thought that the Tianzun Sword hung his three-foot protector, holding the black gold stick of the mutated advanced artifact, and fell extremely quickly under the entrance of the cave.

The time for the invisibility bead to act on him had not yet arrived, and the hundreds of monks in the space below only felt a fierce air flow appear on their heads, and their eyes looked up almost at the same time.

"Strange, how can there be such a strong wind here? Everyone is ready to fight!" The old man surnamed Huang frowned, shook his shoulders, and held a huge Fang Tian pestle in his hand, watching the development of the situation.

Although Yu Si used all his cultivation strength to make a move, he restrained the inherent aura of his Terran monk, and he was not the first to be sensed by the powerful monk that the enemy was coming.

However, with a loud bang, the platform under the white dragon-like incident where Fang Tai was smashed by Yu Si's stick suddenly cracked, indicating that the result of the enemy's attack was realized by them.

Yu Si's blow with a stick instantly shocked the monks on the platform, and almost all of them watched in amazement as the original dragon and tiger array spirit was destroyed and gradually dissipated.

"This is our ten years of hard work!" the middle-aged monk was still sighing at the result.

"Kill, kill the thief. Although the old man surnamed Huang was distressed, he did not forget to erupt and cultivate, and threw a large amount of "powder" to the place where Yu Si appeared, making Yu Si show his figure.

At the same time, in the main hall of Longyang Valley. "Ahh

Yu Si stood on the platform and glanced downward, revealing that the space was distorted, and countless large and small river-like "rivers" flowed and undulated below.

Its deepest part was surrounded by layers of distorted space, and in the distorted space that surrounded them, a river of time flowed in it, which was more than ten thousand feet wide and had no end in sight.

It was a barren and vast world, with a vast space that was difficult to see, and a thick seven-colored mist covered everything inside, with no sign of anything in sight.

It was an extremely ethereal and hot place, shrouded in a large expanse of steaming smoke, everywhere it was, and the white mist that glowed with a faint earthy yellow color was all that was here.

It's a long story, but it's not even three breaths. When he couldn't avoid the powder thrown by the old man surnamed Huang and falling on the place where he was, Yu Si knew that a big war was inevitable.

Nearly 100 monks were able to approach him in advance, and the middle-aged monk took the lead, followed by the angry Fang Tianpestle of the old man surnamed Huang.

Yu Si tried to cast a quick shadow battle to avoid the fierce attack that came from the sharp incoming, but he was also a monk wherever he fled, and he was blocked by the melee attack with the sword of the Divine Venerable.

At the moment when all this happened, there was a murderous flash in Yu Sijun's eyes. At this moment, he didn't hesitate, and he had no intention of escaping. In his opinion, before he escaped from Longyang Yuan, he would be intercepted and killed by the Nine Great Monks who came to him. His current identity has been locked, and it is even more difficult to escape from this place.

Simply let go of the idea of escaping, holding the mentality that he could kill a few people, he took a step forward, and at the moment when the middle-aged monks who rushed over were about to split, the black gold stick in his right hand swung forward, and Gangba's stick method thundered down into the sky.

At the same time, Yu Si Tianzun's sword roared out, and he killed the old man surnamed Huang by himself. At the same time that the middle-aged monk and the old man surnamed Huang were able to accept Yu Si's attack, Yu Si jumped into the crowd of other monks who were ordinary cultivators, and launched a killing campaign against a hundred people with the strength of one person.

In the middle of his steps, the magic heaven's fingers continued to be pointed out, almost killing people without a shadow, and the lives of the evil monks in the void were invisible.

The terrible screams spread from the ground, and the broken corpses shattered in pieces, and the angry anger rushed to the face, and the monks who were approaching screamed blood.

Before they could finish spraying blood, they shattered their bodies again in silence.

There were two monks of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Yuan Dynasty besieging Yu Si, but Yu Si's figure was strange and strange, and the footsteps of killing other monks were not stopped at all.

The Three Soul Banners were unwilling to be lonely, and sent out their opinions to Yu Si for the battle. Just as the Three Soul Banners hung above his head, they swayed with endless blood light, and then with a flash of brilliance, the rolling ghast roared out and disappeared into the relatively intact group of monks on the other side.

Yu Si has experienced more than 100 battles, and the 100 monks who besieged him are not the most, and it is also common for the monks who hunt him down to kill him in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dynasty.

At this moment, he relied on his rich experience in group beating, and made a sharp shot, just like a grassland lion killing into a flock of sheep, and more like a king who painted a bloody picture with blood!

After the tea, the monks who had fled in all directions were killed.

Yu Si no longer avoided the middle-aged monk, waiting for him to approach him step by step. The old man surnamed Huang blocked the exit above, staring at the handsome and fierce monk without moving.

Just when the middle-aged monk was close to his body, he waved the spirit sword in his hand and quickly killed Yu Si.

The war broke out violently, instantly attracting a frenzy of spiritual power, and Yu Si and the middle-aged monk fought together. The spiritual power fluctuations that were enough to explode the void flew everywhere, and the two of them shot at the same time, the middle-aged monk swung out a sword shadow, and Yu Si also swung out a sword directly.

At the same time, the old man surnamed Huang moved, and pointed straight at Yu Si.

Yu Si immediately thought of the Tianzun Sword to block and intercept the shocking finger.

The two of them attacked and one guarded, and two earth-shattering huge forces collided together in the ground, and suddenly emitted a deafening violent sound, which instantly condensed into a wave of sound that rushed straight towards everything around them. The basalt stone wall was immediately torn apart by the violent force, and a long huge crack was created. The cracks suddenly saw stone splinter, and then a huge black hole that rotated extremely fast and drilled parallel into the ground.

Then, the old man surnamed Huang slammed straight into Yu Si, who was full of fighting spirit, and attacked with all his strength without taking the enemy lightly.

Yu Sijian frowned, dodged the blow of the middle-aged monk, turned around and immediately shot back at the old man surnamed Huang.

After that, a muffled exchange of sounds sounded in mid-air, and the two were fighting and entangled together in the void. Bombarded each other, collided with each other's spiritual power, the speed of the bombardment was too fast, and the killing power was fast. If someone waits and sees, they can't tell who is who, which makes people dizzy.

The old man surnamed Huang was shocked for a while, Yu Si was a monk in his eyes who was in the late stage of embryonic consummation, why was he so strong, he was on a par with himself, no matter up or down. He was so angry that he slapped himself on the chest, spurting out strands of blood, turning into a blood-colored frenzy, and killing straight at Yu Si.

This blood tide rose up in the sky, causing all the spiritual power of the eight directions to instantly converge with it.

Yu Si shook his body, and before the sixth blade peak appeared out of thin air, strands of white water swirled around the male wind. Then, a burst of water rushed towards the coming blood-colored frenzy.

On the contrary, Yu Si did not have the strength to retain the mouse-throwing weapon, and destroying this place was the best result he received.

Subsequently, the old man surnamed Huang used his true profound cultivation and cast extremely strange spells to kill Yu Si. Every time he hits, he exudes unparalleled ferocious power, spreading a sharp and violent aura.

Yu Si's brocade clothes are fluttering, and his cultivation is also pure and strong. His eyes were clear and unstained, like a bend of jade trees hanging overhang, and the sleeves of his robe danced, accompanied by the colorful rainbow, sending out an astonishing attack.

The two cultivators were terrifying, one was old and old, and their breath was fierce. A young man, a figure peerless. The old and the young form a clear visual contrast, creating a terrifying and amazing magnificent scene.

The void was torn apart, and the chaotic chamber was flattened. The billowing fog covered all directions, and the hoarse sound covered the sky. The sky is dark, and everything falls.

This earth-shattering exchange centered on the entanglement of two figures, radiating a thousand rays of light in the space around them, like a round of red sun spraying in all directions.

The middle-aged monk was already horrified in his heart, he didn't expect Yu Si to have the same cultivation ability as himself, he was a monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Transformation Dynasty, how do you see that Yu Si is a monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of embryonic formation, why is the power embodied in the spell the same as himself. This heavenly way is unfair, haven't you lived nearly 10,000 years in vain? When he shouted injustice, he waited for an opportunity to make a move.

At this moment, the old man surnamed Huang let out a long roar, his hair was flying, and a pair of red eyes shot a terrifying red light.