After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, the masters who were grabbing Lu Yinchuan's party nodded and started one after another.

"Poof, poof, poof!" A famous master turned into a rain of blood, and his soul dissipated, and Lu Yinchuan did the same, turning into a rain of blood and moistening the entire square.

Perhaps some people in the underworld clan were afraid of offending the forces behind Lu Yinchuan, but the masters of the other clans were not afraid, they made a brazen move, and in an instant, blood stained the ground of the square, which looked extremely miserable, adding a touch of color to the gray and red square.

"What about the second condition!" said the master of the peak of the Netherworld with a slightly unsightly face, after all, it was the master of the Netherworld who died, and these people might play a big role in the future.

"The second condition is also for everyone's sake, now that we are surrounded by a group of powerful masters, I don't know what their intentions are, this matter will be handed over to you. Yuwen Juyuan said with a faint smile.

At the moment when he was fighting with everyone just now, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense had been able to spread to any part of the Dark Dead City, and at that time, he felt that there were many powerful enemies around him, all of whom were black-haired and black-feathered, and they were all masters of the Dark Feather Clan.

"What, there are enemies around us?" said one of them.

"How is it possible! We have so many masters here, why didn't we even notice it?" said the other man.

As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan's words came out, it was no less than dropping a bomb in everyone's hearts, they were shocked, and they were a little skeptical of Yuwen Zhouyuan's words at first, but then they believed it, since Yuwen Zhouyuan put this as the second condition, then they must have seen that there were strong enemies around.

One by one, everyone's eyes were shining, and the terrifying momentum rolled towards the surroundings, trying to check the movement of those people.

Under the terrifying momentum, the surrounding space shook violently, and countless looming figures were revealed.

"Hahaha......" A long laugh suddenly sounded, and then a figure stretched out of the void, his black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like cold electricity, his face showed a rebellious color, and the four pairs of black wings behind him fanned out slightly, and the black gas was surging, as if the demon king had descended, and the terrifying momentum swept this space.

This man's cultivation has reached the peak of a real person, one foot has entered the realm of a true master, he is in the abyss of the dead soul, the person who makes everyone most depressed is not affected by the environment in the dead soul abyss, whether it is the power of divine consciousness or rules.

After the man appeared, one figure after another walked out of the surrounding void, and one by one stood in the void, his cold eyes swept over the people in the square, and there seemed to be a trace of disdain and mockery in his eyes.

"The Hades Legion of the Hades Feather Clan!" Seeing these masters, the faces of the people of the Hades changed drastically, while the other races looked puzzled, they looked at the people of the Hades and the people standing in the void, as if they were thinking about the relationship between the two.

"It's you damned things, I didn't think you remnants of sin still exist in the world. The master of the peak of the Netherworld said with an ugly face.

"Hehe, there are so many things you haven't thought of!The Dark Dead City is the holy land of our Stygian Feather Clan, and everyone who enters must die!" Among the countless masters of the Stygian Feather Clan, the four pairs of black-winged men at the peak of the real person in the center said in a calm tone.

"Hmph, just by virtue of you, it's not certain who will die!" said a master of the Yin Soul Clan coldly.

"The strength of your Yin Soul Clan is not much like ours, and the restrictions in this kind of place should not be very strong, it is better for us to unite and kill all these people, and when the time comes, we will definitely let you go." The master of the Stygian Feather Clan's real life peak glanced at him and said lightly.

Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the Yin Soul Clan changed greatly, the masters of the Yin Soul Clan did have very few restrictions in the Dead Soul Abyss, but they all hid it, and they were ready to show it at the last moment, but they didn't expect to be broken by the Immortal Feather Clan's Immortal Envoy now.

All the other clans set their eyes on the master of the Yin Soul Clan, and their eyes were faintly a little unkind.

Yuwen Juyuan stood in the same place, looking at this scene with cold eyes, looking like he was watching a good show, there were too many people coming at this time, and he didn't mind a big battle.

Since entering the abyss of the dead soul, he has a feeling of being led by the nose, although their itinerary is random, but it is always full of a series of coincidences, and the appearance of the Hades Feather Clan's envoy has added to the complexity of things.

In what kind of identity did the envoy of the Stygian Feather Clan appear, he had been hidden for so long, why he suddenly sacrificed himself, and whether it had something to do with the matter of the Soul Conjuring Flower? No one knows.

"What a Hades envoy of the Hades Feather Clan, his mouth is really powerful, and he wants to provoke us with a word, telling you that you are going to die today. The master of the Yin Soul Clan said coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The masters of the Stygian Feather Clan standing in the void were far less numerous than those in the square, they only had five hundred masters, and there were only a few dozen people in the ninth layer of the real people, which was far from everyone else.

But judging from their idleness, there must be something to do.

"Hey...... Die! all die, fall into darkness, fall into the bottomless abyss. The Immortal Envoy of the Stygian Feather Clan laughed wildly, and his hands condensed into intricate handprints.

Black light scattered in all directions.

Although they didn't know what the other party was going to do, everyone chose to do it first.

"Kill!" shouted one after another, the sound was rolling, rippling in this space, the terrifying momentum was rising, and this space was shaking fiercely, as if it was about to collapse.

Rays of light poured out, hitting the many Immortal Feather Clan's Immortal Envoy masters in the void, as if they were about to shatter this piece of heaven and earth.

"Ignorant people, taste a great gift we have given you!" the Immortal Envoy of the Stygian Feather Clan sneered, his hands stopped waving, and he took a step forward and disappeared, along with the others.

In Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense, they all appeared on the thick and tall walls of the "Dark Dead City", looking at all this coldly, with a playful look on their faces.

"Boom!" a terrifying wave of energy crashed into the wall.

To everyone's astonishment, the crumbling buildings in the Dark Dead City were still intact, as if they were protected by some kind of force.

At this moment, surging black qi surged from all directions, as if it was an incomparably fierce black dragon, roaring, making the void tremble.

These black fogs filled the entire Dark Dead City, greatly affecting everyone's sight and perception.

"Roar!" A strange roar came out, and black shadows were formed, and these black shadows were majestic and powerful.

Looking at these phantoms condensed in the black mist, everyone's faces became heavy, this kind of phantom looks like an illusion, who knows if it can be dealt with in a normal way.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes shrank, frowning slightly, the light in his eyes flickered, and he could see that these phantoms were all dead souls, these souls had completely lost themselves and were completely enslaved, leaving only a pure sense of battle.

The only way to do this is to arrange a peerless formation before those masters die, and now it seems that the dark city and the dead soul abyss hide a big secret.

At this time, those phantoms directly moved, and the powerful attack power was struck, surging black qi surging, condensing into various forms.

Of course, everyone did not show weakness, and fought with these phantoms one after another, in the square, only the masters of the Hades Clan had strong fighting spirit, and in their hearts, the Hades Envoy of the Hades Feather Clan was the primary enemy.

One after another, the dark color of the dark power burst out, dispelling a piece of black qi in the heaven and earth, the lethality is amazing, as long as it attacks those shadows, those phantoms will blur a little, as if they are about to disappear.

The masters of other races are also very powerful, and all kinds of peerless skills are struck, bursting out with terrifying power.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream rang out, and this scream was terrible, as if it had been in great pain.

"Damn, this phantom actually contains a soul attack, damn it!"

Suddenly there was a pause in the voice, and the screams and curses belonged to the same person.

Hearing this, everyone was secretly vigilant, preventing the soul attacks of those phantoms.

In this square, all kinds of light shined in the sky, rising into the sky in the thick black mist, and terrifying energy fluctuations continued to roll around, and those black gases seemed to be endless, and they could not be dispersed at all.

There are phantoms disappearing, and there are masters dying, those phantoms are all illusory, if you want them to disappear, the attack power must be extremely strong, if you can't make those phantoms dissipate immediately, even if the phantoms are blurred, it won't take long to recover, which has brought great trouble to everyone.

As if this grand battle had nothing to do with Yuwen Juyuan, he stood aside and watched this battle.

"Ibosge, aren't we going up up to help?" Looking at the fierce battle in the square, Jin Yuanhao asked Xiaofeng, and the others also turned their eyes to Yuwen Jooyuan, as if they were asking for Yuwen Joowon's opinion.

"Qiao Daoyou, it's your right to help or not, and I won't restrict you. Yuwen Juyuan said very calmly.

Hearing this, Jin Yuanhao's eyes showed a flash of excitement and rushed directly into the battlefield.

The others hesitated, some joined the battle, and others watched from the sidelines of Yuwen Joowon, all of whom were people who had no confidence in their own strength.

Although Yuwen Zhuyuan wanted to watch from the sidelines like this, a phantus found Yuwen Zhuyuan and attacked him.

Yuwen Zhouyuan released the attack method of the Great Zhou Tian Sancai Sword Formation, and in the flying sword flying, the phantom that was close to it dissipated in an instant.

When Si Rumeng and the others saw this scene, they admired Yuwen Zhouyuan even more in their hearts, those masters in the square still needed a lot of effort to make the phantom disappear, but Yuwen Zhouyuan looked extremely relaxed.

There is another aspect that makes them admire, just now, when countless masters were preparing to make a move, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned over and took control of the overall situation in just a few words.