Rustle rustle......

The sound of the cold wind rubbing the leaves was so harsh, as the words of the rain and twilight fell, the entire range of the Tomb Mirror Lake became extremely quiet, and the eyes of nearly a thousand people stared at Yan Ji at the same time, some of their eyes were undulating, some of them were completely sarcastic, and some of them were full of hope.

As the seventh prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, Yan Yu can be described as a noble status, and the cultivation of the Rongyuan Upper Realm also has enough strength to be proud of, but now he is facing a cultivation genius of the True Observation Realm, and he is a real powerhouse that he can't compete with at all, how will he choose.

"What if His Highness says no?"

Yan Jie's tone was cold, and the invisible evil qi emanated from his body, as the seventh son of the Great Yan Emperor, how could he surrender without a fight, everyone has their own pride, Yan Ji is no exception, when enjoying the glory brought by noble status, he must also bear the obligation to maintain it.

The deeper reason is that even Yan Yu himself doesn't understand why when he first saw Yingyi, there was an inexplicable restlessness in his heart, an instinct that welled up from the depths of his soul, telling him that he must kill this person.

Yan Wei stared at Yu Duchen coldly, as if she wanted to see through his thoughts, perhaps waiting for Yu Duchen's choice, and making a choice between him and Yingyi.

There was no change in the slightest, just like a rain in the autumn wind, moisturizing things silently, and Yu Duchen did not say a word to respond to Yan Ji.

It's just that suddenly, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi above Yan Ji's head turbulent, and countless Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi with moisture converged towards one place, as if raindrops had fallen, and it was like a half-rolled curtain.

I saw a green seven-story jade tower appear out of thin air above Yan Ji's head, and the jasper wind chimes that turned out of the vitality on the corner of the tower faintly emitted a smart green sound, and without a trace of fireworks, it pressed down towards Yan Ji.

His pupils shrank, and he looked at the three-zhang high seven-story jade pagoda, and Ying Yi couldn't help but think of the two sentences "Half a curtain of green mountains and rain, dripping water trapped in Futu".

"Groan!"

A crisp dragon groan came from Yan Ji's body, followed by a dragon-shaped true element manifested above his head, and the dragon's eyes opened wide open to the jade pagoda above, and there was a strong sense of jealousy in his smart eyes.

With a press of the palm of his hand, the three-zhang tall Qingyu Futu Tower fell directly towards Yan Ji, without driving a trace of vitality fluctuations, just because just now, all the heaven and earth vitality in a radius of a hundred zhang were mobilized together by Yu Duchen, condensing this seven-tower floating slaughter.

"Presumptuous!"

With a dull roar, Yan Yu's fists smashed straight towards the Seven Towers Futu, and the golden-colored True Yuan dyed his arms golden, as if they were made of gold liquid.

Unexpectedly, such a forward-looking fist force was as fragile as a piece of paper when facing the Seven Towers Futu, and the golden true yuan was directly crushed, and a crisp sound of bone cracking came from Yan Ji's arm.

"Bold!"

With an angry shout, the Iron Eagle Knight behind Yan Ji had an angry face, and the spear in his hand instantly took off his hand and threw it straight towards Yu Duchen.

Without the slightest movement of the rain and twilight, the fine iron spear that passed away had cracked in mid-air, and from the tip of the spear began to turn into iron filings, falling like dust.

With a wave of his hand, a drop of cyan water fell from his fingertips, turning into a cyan point of light and throwing it towards the Iron Eagle Knight just now.

Seeing the situation, the Iron Eagle Knight was about to drive the blue-scaled iron eagle under him to fly into the air, but it was too late, the cyan droplet gently dripped into the center of his eyebrows, and the Iron Eagle Knight's body was instantly covered by a layer of ice, including the blue-scaled iron eagle under him.

From a distance, like a carefully carved ice sculpture, the Iron Eagle Knight's gray pupils can be clearly seen through the ice.

Such a strange scene is even more shocking to the strength of the cultivators of the Four Realms, just a drop of water turned into a drop of True Yuan can easily kill the Royal Iron Eagle Knight of the Three Realms, is this the difference between the Four Realms and the Three Realms!

When the Iron Eagle Knight was killed in the morning of the rain and dusk, the Seven Towers Floating Massacre suppressed on Yan Jie did not disappear, and still put pressure on Yan Jie again.

Yan Yu's originally cold and resolute face had become as purple as a pig's liver, his straight back had already become bent, and his body kept trembling, resisting the Seven Towers Floating Slaughter above his head.

"Yu Duchen, today's highness is not as good as others, and he should suffer this great humiliation, but after leaving the Heavenly Tomb, you will also be hunted down endlessly, and then you will not only be strong enough to act recklessly. ”

Although Yan Wei was strongly suppressed by Yu Duchen, he still did not change his true colors, threatening Yu Duchen with arrogance, showing his domineering arrogance.

The rain and twilight were still as calm as waves, and they didn't say anything, maybe they didn't care at all.

"Poof......

The Seven Towers Floating Tu that pressed on Yan Jie's body suddenly dispersed, turning into cyan raindrops falling from the sky, beating Yan Jie's whole body wet, and the originally supple bun instantly became messy, and faintly weeds could be seen attached to the roots of the hair.

A hint of anger flashed between his eyebrows, Yan Yu knew that this was a lesson that Yu Duchen had taught him, but since he could even endure the humiliation just now, what was it now.

Quietly glanced at Ying Yi, then walked towards the center of the tomb mirror lake, and a golden talisman flew out of his sleeve, slowly sinking into the center of the tomb mirror lake and sinking.

After the golden talisman fell into the center of the lake, the originally calm Tomb Mirror Lake actually rose from the bottom of the water A waterspout was flooded with snow-like waves around the dark cyan waterspout, and many fish and shrimp could be seen twisted into a ball of blood foam by the waterspout.

The waterspouts became wider and wider, and the undercurrents under the lake became more and more intense and turbulent, as if a dragon was churning under the water.

"Look, altar!"

Someone next to him exclaimed.

A black altar rose from inside the waterspout, as if carved out of a whole piece of black crystal, and the five-pointed star array was carved in the very center of the altar, exuding a faint halo of water ripples.

Soon, the entire lake surface centered on the altar, and ninety-nine black lines appeared, lurking under the water like anacondas, and a large net was instantly formed on the surface of the lake, covering the entire lake surface.

If you look closely, these black lines are actually arm-thick chains, one end of which is connected to a black altar, and the other end leads to the depths of the water.

Broad and broad......

A sound came from under the altar, like the friction of gears, and then the ninety-nine chains began to shrink into the altar, and in an instant sparks splashed under the water, and the sound of the chains rubbing against each other clearly reached everyone's ears through the water.

The five-pointed star rayed from the center of a golden light, extending over each of the stars, and after all five stars were lit up, a black tunnel appeared in the center of the altar, and there was no end in sight.

Like a cave in the depths of the Nine Shadows, the cold and biting cold air came out of the tunnel, and there was a faint bloody aura, no matter how it felt, it was a demon cave.

Seven chains pierced out of the water like pythons, nailed to the shore of the Tomb Mirror Lake in seven directions, and the air whipped by the concussive chains roared.

On the banks of the Iron Cable across the River, the Tomb Mirror Lake is sealed;

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Sonorous ......"

"Sigh the law ......"

The infiltrating wind whistled from inside the tunnel, as well as the sonorous sound of soldiers and the neighing of war horses, as if under this deep tunnel was an ancient battlefield, in which countless armies were fighting bloodily.

Unconsciously, someone took a few steps back, and then reacted with a look of shame on his face, he was already frightened before he entered the Heavenly Tomb, if he really went in, wouldn't he even be able to walk.

Ying Yi's face became a little solemn, this cold cold aura was almost the same as the cold aura he devoured from the dungeon of the Zongren Mansion, but the cold aura here was many times stronger than that of the dungeon of the Zongren Mansion, and the resentment of those soldiers who died in battle had almost condensed into substance, turning into wisps of black smoke floating around the tunnel.

"At the beginning, many cultivators of the Seven Dynasties explored the site of the Heavenly Tomb together, and after the destruction of the whole army, the remnants of resentment remained in the Heavenly Tomb, and gradually evolved into these ghosts, just like the Yin Spirit Dead Soldiers guarding the Heavenly Tomb, and anyone who wanted to enter the site of the Heavenly Tomb would be bombarded wildly. ”

His expression was indifferent, his voice was as stiff as dry wood, and he didn't care about the changes in everyone's gods, a golden light flashed on his body, and he slowly walked into the site of the Heavenly Tomb with the iron chain under his feet.

The people who came here were all outstanding talents of the Great Yan Dynasty, as the executors sent by the Great Yan Royal Family to open the Heavenly Tomb, even if Yan Ji was not satisfied, he did not dare to take the lives of these people to vent his anger.

Emperor Yan and the Supreme Dharma Sect started this trial, just to let the young cultivators of Great Yan quickly improve their cultivation, if most of them were buried here because of their own selfishness, even the status of the prince would not be enough to keep him, after all, the forces behind these people combined to account for almost half of Great Yan's strength, even Emperor Yan could not afford so many talents to fall here.

Ying Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and without saying a word, he walked straight into the Heavenly Tomb, followed by the rain and twilight, Jian Yixi, Yan Qing, and the Zuo sisters also boarded the chain bridge and entered the Heavenly Tomb.

Looking at the people who entered the Heavenly Tomb one after another, Yi Jian, Xiang Fei, Gu Xie, and Liu Mu no longer hesitated, and entered the Heavenly Tomb one step earlier, so that they would have one more opportunity to get the opportunity.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and one after another figures jumped into the tunnel, and the figures disappeared without a trace, and the deep tunnel was like the fierce mouth of a giant beast, swallowing everyone into it, leaving no trace.

A white figure came from a distance, like floating out of a painting, indescribably handsome and free.

At this time, the young cultivators who had not entered the Heavenly Tomb were discussing the several battles that had just taken place, and they were all arguing whether to win Yi Qiang or Yan Ji to be stronger, after all, the two of them did not distinguish the winner in the end due to Yu Dushi.

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, the white-robed young man frowned slightly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Is it too late?"

After that, he didn't stop too long, and his toes tapped the iron chain and fell into the tunnel like a white float.