Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety First Weeping Sky Grass

? With Chu Yan's shrewdness, of course, he knew that the Black Mountain sect warrior he followed all the way came from somewhere hidden.

So, after a simple search at the bottom of the lake, I found this entrance to the Gate of Light.

When Chu Yan rushed into the gate of light, a flash of light flashed at the entrance, and a sword shadow of aura inspired by the spirit pattern moved towards Chu Yan and slashed towards Chu Yan.

This knife, although not motivated by infuriating energy, is extremely powerful, which is comparable to the blow of a true martial arts first-level powerhouse.

However, the spirit pattern is a dead thing after all, and for Chu Yan, it does not pose too much threat.

With a sword in his hand, he shattered the sword light, and with a flash of his figure, Chu Yan had already leaped into the gate of light.

In front of him is a dark passage, without a trace of light, and the air is filled with a thick cold air, which is creepy.

The divine consciousness was released and rushed into the endless darkness in front of the passage, Chu Yan strode forward.

After walking a thousand steps, the passage was divided into two, becoming two passages, which appeared in front of Chu Yan.

Frowning lightly, Chu Yan pondered for a while, chose one at will, and moved on.

After walking another thousand steps, Chu Yan looked at the passageway divided into four in front of him, and immediately understood that this...is a maze terrain!

This time, Chu Yan did not rush to make a choice, but slowly closed his eyes. In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the strength of his consciousness was continuously condensed, and slowly scattered out of the body, divided into four strands, and probed towards the four passages in front of him.

"Hey! There's a stone room here!"

After a while, Chu Yan opened his eyes, withdrew his consciousness, chose the passage on the far right, and rushed forward quickly.

This stone room was empty, Chu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the clues in the stone room, and sure enough, he made some discoveries.

On the ground of the stone room, there are some places where the color is obviously different, it seems that some items are left after being removed.

"It seems that this place has been raided!"

Chu Yan shook his head, left the stone room, and continued to walk forward.

After walking about a hundred paces,

On the ground, since there were some bloodstains, there were several corpses lying on the ground not far away, blood was flowing, apparently not long after they died.

"receive!"

Without any hesitation, with a wave of his hand, he placed the three corpses in the Rakshasa space and moved on.

The current Chu Yan is thinking of "burning corpses and refining qi" to quickly improve his cultivation. Therefore, as long as it is a corpse that exceeds the fifth level of the Xiantian realm, he will put away the corpse that loses little qi and blood. After all, it will add up. .

You must know that the last time in the Cang Yue Mystery Realm, thousands of corpses were collected, but it was only a level of improvement.

boom! boom! boom!

After walking another thousand paces, Chu Yan's expression tightened, and he quickly leaned over cautiously.

"Hand over that Lingbao spear, or even if you are one of the top 100 kings, you will die today!"

A gloomy voice sounded, with a strong killing intent, echoing in a stone room behind the corner.

In this stone room, four black-clothed sect disciples surrounded a white-robed young man in the middle. In the stone room, there were traces of battles everywhere. Obviously, a few people had fought fiercely just now.

These four disciples of the Black Clothes Sect were all at the eighth level of the Innate Realm, and their strength was similar to that of Hong Keshan, who had just been killed by Chu Yan.

And the single person on the other side is the True Yang Sect Senior Brother, Xiang Teng!

This person's cultivation base has reached the half-step True Martial Realm, and he is only one step away from the First Layer of True Martial Realm. His strength is amazing!

"Nonsense! If you want something from the Lord, see if you have your life!"

The red sword in Xiang Teng's hand slashed out again and again, and a scorching blade with purple flames suddenly slashed at the four people on the opposite side.

boom! boom! boom!

The fierce sword force blasted out, and the faces of the four people on the opposite side changed greatly. At the same time, they waved their spiritual soldiers to attack, resisting Xiang Teng's sword light.

"Xiang Teng, if you dare to attack our Black Mountain Sect, you are doomed!"

Among the four, a square-faced youth roared with a flushed face.

"Return the Lingbao spear to us and spare your life!"

Hearing this, Xiang Teng sneered constantly, the attack in his hand did not stop, but instead became more ferocious, slashing out one after another, towards the crazy attack of the four people.

"Xiang Teng, do you want to kill us?"

The square-faced young man, with a pale face, shouted loudly between the counterattacks.

"We have sent a message to the sect, and the disciples of the nearby Heishan sect are all coming. When the brothers arrive, you will be smashed to pieces, and you will die without a place to be buried!"

The square-faced youth roared again and again, and the Lingbao in his hand kept parrying Xiang Teng's attacks. A layer of sweat was already covering his forehead. It seemed that he could not last long.

"Humph! What about the Black Mountain Sect, as long as I kill you now and leave immediately, no one will know it's my hand!"

Xiang Teng sneered, completely unaffected by the threat of the other party. He was determined to win that Lingbao spear. Although it was only a three-star innate spiritual treasure, the gun had three spiritual patterns on its body. The ancient Lingbao with tattoos is more precious than the ordinary Samsung Lingbao, how can it be let go.

boom! boom! boom!

The sword light was all over the sky, and it was extremely domineering. While speaking, two of the four were beheaded by the sword light.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

When the other two saw this, they turned around without hesitation and fled, rushed out of the room, and flew into the distance.

Just now, the four of them were unable to defeat Xiang Teng together, but now the two of them are killed, and only two people are left, and they are not opponents. If they stay here, they will only die faster!

"Humph! Want to escape?"

When Xiang Teng saw the two turned and fled, his face suddenly sank, he withdrew his sword, unfolded his movements, and chased towards the two.

If the disciples of the Montenegro sect cannot be cut down and the roots are found out, then the black mountain sect will know the consequences. Of course, Xiang Teng knows the consequences, so he hurriedly chased after the two who escaped.

After a few people walked away, Chu Yan walked out of the corner and entered the room.

"This Xiang Teng's strength is so powerful!"

Chu Yan frowned slightly, remembering the battle with Hong Keshan just now. He was also facing an eighth-level disciple of the Innate Realm of the Black Mountain Sect. Chu Yan killed the opponent, and it took a lot of effort, and this Xiang Teng waved his hand. , and beheaded both of them.

This Xiang Teng, not only has a strong cultivation base, but is also much stronger than ordinary warriors. He must be a genius who has had a great chance.

Afterwards, Chu Yan looked at the two corpses on the ground, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and waved out two black jade talismans, exactly the same as those of Hong Keshan.

"Xiang Teng was afraid that things would fail, so he was eager to hunt down the two disciples of the Black Mountain Sect, but he didn't even collect this jade talisman."

Chu Yan chuckled and muttered to himself. At the same time, he waved his hand and put the two corpses into the Rakshasa space.

These two corpses were warriors of the eighth-level Xiantian realm of the Black Mountain Sect, and they were excellent materials for "burning corpses and refining qi".

"One hundred and twenty corpses, there are still at least seven hundred!"

Chu Yan sighed softly, glanced across the room, and after finding that there was no object, his figure flashed, walked out of the room, and continued to go deeper.

After walking a short distance, I found a few fork roads, and the further I went, the more such fork roads became. From the beginning, there were only two or three fork roads. Now, every time there are fork roads, there are at least seven or eight passages.

After walking for nearly an hour, I found a lot of rooms and darkrooms, but they were all empty, and it was obvious that they had been looted by the people in front.

In this dark passage, the corpses of some warriors appeared on the ground from time to time. Although the True Qi in the body had been dissipated, Chu Yan had all collected it into the Rakshasa space and would never be wasted.

After walking for a long time, a huge stone hall appeared in front of him, and Chu Yan could hear the echoes of the words in the stone hall across the distance. With a flash of eyes, Chu Yan flew away immediately.

This stone hall is extremely large, similar to the hall of a palace. In the middle of the hall, there are three stone pillars on which three spirit grasses are placed.

"Weeping Amakusa!?"