Chapter 528 Battlefield

The second tomb is in the Demon Realm.

In this space that looks like a world, everyone is in danger, and every move needs to be cautious, because a careless one may become someone else's prey.

"In addition to those immortal inheritances on the surface, many forces hidden in the dark have sent people in. This place can be said to be murderous every step of the way. If you are not careful, there will be catastrophe. Be careful!"

On the side of an ancient ruin, someone cursed in a low voice with an ugly expression.

"Stop talking so much nonsense. Whether you can get the opportunity depends on your fate, and whether you can keep the opportunity depends on your own ability!" Another person grinned and said, he was seriously injured at the moment, and his expression was extremely ugly.

Obviously, these two people have just experienced a great battle just now, and it was an extremely terrifying battle, because under their bodies, there were endless corpses, layer upon layer, and these two people really stood out from that battle.

"puff--"

In mid-air, a sword glow suddenly swept across, and in an instant, two human heads flew up, and then a figure flashed past, grabbed a stone tablet on the ground, and walked towards the distance in an instant.

"This is, the emperor..."

When that figure disappeared, Ye Zhong appeared with an ugly expression. It was unexpected that even the emperor would make such a move in such a place, completely unscrupulous. And the scene in front of him is enough to show that this place is in crisis.

"Walk!"

Ye Zhong made a decision in an instant. This area is too terrifying. There is actually an emperor hiding in the dark. If you mess around in this kind of place, you will be killed in a matter of minutes.

This time, Ye Zhong didn't care about searching all the way, but shrunk the ground into an inch, quickly retreated to the rear, and finally came to another area.

"Boom—"

The moment he landed, he heard terrifying whistling sounds in all directions, and someone was fighting not far ahead.

Ye Zhong frowned. In this second tomb, wars seemed to have become the norm, and judging by the fluctuations, it was obvious that the strong men who entered this place were fighting.

Suddenly, Ye Zhong's heart skipped a beat, and a strange aura attracted him.

"Could it be that there is actually one of the legendary three thousand gods making a move in front of you?" Ye Zhong pondered for a while, showing a hint of astonishment, because he discovered that this strange aura had a connection with the sea-born moon god in his body. A hint of emotion.

"It should be one of the three thousand divine bodies, the Baizhang ice in the vast sea." Xiao Lun spoke, pointing out the essence of the trace of energy in front of him.

"Three thousand gods, it's a bit interesting."

Ye Zhong pondered, and after a while, he stepped on the sole of his foot, turning into a stream of light and rushing out. Although he is the legendary ancient holy body, he claims to be able to overwhelm three thousand divine bodies. But this was the first time he sensed that someone was urging the real panacea in front of him, and this person should be one of the three thousand gods.

"Ding--"

Ye Zhong's feet landed on the top of the mountain, and when he looked towards the valley below, he saw someone fighting there.

At the center of the battle group, there are two figures, the first one is a man about twenty years old, at this moment behind him, there is a vast sea emerging, but there are huge icebergs everywhere on this vast sea Moving, a bone-piercing chill spread in all directions, freezing the entire valley and surrounding mountain peaks.

Apparently, the man in front of him is trying his best to activate his panacea magic transformation, the vast sea is full of ice.

"This is Han Wuyi, the holy son of the Xuanbing Palace of the Northern Wilderness?" Ye Zhong carefully sized up the man who shot him for a moment before recognizing his identity, and then a strange color appeared in his eyes.

The Northern Wilderness Xuanbing Temple is a true sect of non-cultivation, known as a peerless sect, and the holy son of the first sect is of extraordinary status, and there must be guardians by his side. At the same time, the Xuanbing Temple also has emperors sitting outside. Now, someone actually dares to attack Han Wuyi?

Above the vast sea, hundreds of feet of black ice flew out continuously, attacking in all directions, freezing the besiegers into black ice and powder.

But at the same time, more than a dozen people sacrificed their artifacts and continued to attack Han Wuyi.

And behind Han Wuyi, there is a woman who frowned slightly, but even at this time, she is still like a snow lotus in the sky. , the fairy body is white and delicate, with uneven curves and undulating curves, like fat and beautiful jade, captivating people's minds.

This woman is none other than the Snow Maiden from the Northern Wilderness Xuanbing Palace.

"Tsk tsk, she really is a peerless beauty, with firm skin and a heavenly beauty." Even people like Ye Zhong couldn't help but praise her at this moment.

However, at this moment, those besieging powerhouses are not at all in the mood to pity and cherish jade. Nearly half of the offensive in their hands is swept towards the place where Xuenv is, so that Xuanbing Shengzi has to spend most of his heart and energy to keep Xuenv's safety. .

At this moment, the two sides obviously don't know how long the battle has been going on. At this moment, there are corpses everywhere in the valley, and everything is stained red with blood. And Han Wuyi, the holy son of Xuanbing Palace, has long since lost the composure and composure of being a holy son. He keeps killing and attacking, his eyes are like ferocious beasts, and he will never show mercy in his strikes.

Xue Nu was guarded behind him, and she didn't make a move at the moment. She didn't know if she was injured or lost the ability to fight. She gritted her teeth and didn't speak, but her worried eyes fell on Han Wuyi in front of her.

"puff--"

Han Wuyi suddenly took a step forward, smashed out of the boundless area covered by hundreds of feet of ice in the vast sea, punched out, and after forced three heavy moves, he actually killed a king of the fourth shrine directly on the spot.

"Such a terrifying body, such a terrifying strength." Ye Zhong looked at this scene, his eyes sparkling.

Obviously, the strength of Xuanbing Shengzi is extremely terrifying. At such a young age, he can single-handedly kill a king of the fourth shrine. If this matter gets out, it will definitely shake the world.

You must know that in this world, although many holy sons and saints are extremely extraordinary, the strongest is only the king of the second shrine or the third shrine. But Xuanbing Shengzi was able to behead the king of the fourth shrine with his bare hands, and he was undefeated under the siege of so many kings, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

In the arena, Han Wuyi opened his mouth to vomit blood, his expression was extremely stern, but his eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he didn't have the slightest intention to back down just because his white clothes were stained with blood.

His strong belief made the scalps of the kings who besieged him tingle, but Ye Zhong, who was watching the battle from a distant mountain, could see that Han Wuyi was at the end of his battle at this moment, and he didn't know that he had already fought. After a long time, he was already overdrawn. At this moment, he walked erratically, as if he would lie down at any time.

"Brother, with your strength, you can definitely break out. I will kill myself and won't fall into their hands." Xuenv's eyes were full of tears, but her expression was still tinged with coldness. She spoke in a cold voice at this moment, as if to say Anything that has nothing to do with me is normal.

"Wushuang, don't worry, relying on these guys, I can't stop me!" Even at this moment, Han Wuyi was still full of confidence, but before he finished speaking, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother...you can go, bring some elders over here, and you can even avenge me." Xue Nuhan Wushuang said softly with a resolute expression.

"Hahaha, Holy Maiden Wushuang, are you talking about those three old men? Don't worry, if we hadn't beheaded those three old men, we wouldn't have shot you here, so don't wishful thinking!" Among the kings, someone sneered.

"You..." Han Wuyi's expressions changed several times, and he understood why this group of people acted so recklessly.

"Let's do it together, so what about the Holy Son of Xuanbing, he is already dead." A dozen kings laughed loudly, and at the same time urged the artifacts in their hands to suppress it. Obviously, they all saw that Han Wuyi was at the end of his strength and would fall at any moment. .

"You go! Don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, I will never recognize you as a sister in this life!" Han Wuyi suddenly turned around, grabbed Han Wushuang and threw it towards the rear. He rushed out in front, and beheaded the two kings in just a split second.

"puff--"

Blood flowed long and covered Han Wuyi's body, but at this point, the dozen or so kings on the opposite side did not retreat, but rushed out one by one, trying to kill the two of them as quickly as possible. Some of them killed Han Wushuang, wanting to kill her to disrupt Han Wuyi's will.

"No one of you brothers and sisters can escape!"

"The three immortals are all dead, who can save you today!?"

"Today, you want the lineage of the Xuanbing Palace, and the saint son and saint daughter will fall together!"

This group of people sneered again and again, wanting to kill the two of them in one fell swoop, because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is not so easy to kill a holy son on weekdays.

"boom--"

More than a dozen attacks were launched, and several of them fell towards the place where Han Wushuang was. Han Wuyi's eyes almost spurted blood. Several kings who attacked where Wushuang was.

"Let's go on the road together! Brother and sister are here today as companions, you are not alone on the road to Huangquan!" Those people sneered again and again, their faces full of sarcasm.

"Clang—"

Suddenly, a huge sound of swords rang out, causing the entire mountain range to tremble. At this moment, the rocks rolled and the mud dragon soared into the sky.

Ye Zhong took a step forward, sacrificed the Benyue Sword, pinched the Duankong sword intent and pointed it at the front.

Over the past few days, he has continuously deduced the supernatural powers of the sword, and at this moment the Duankong sword intent swept out, and there is already an unspeakable power contained in it. The terror is endless.

"ah--"

The king in front screamed, the artifact in his hand exploded directly, but after flying hundreds of feet away, he exploded into a blood foam in mid-air, and he couldn't die anymore!

"The breath of the ultimate holy soldier!? Who are you!" These kings changed their colors at the same time and shouted in unison.

"Me? You don't need to know." Ye Zhong came out with the Flying Moon Sword on his head. At this moment, he returned to his original appearance, because the Flying Moon Sword is one of his signatures, and it is useless to conceal it. And just like that, he was a lore as soon as he made a move.