Chapter 1468 The Battle Breaks Out

Zhou Mian's face was full of condescending pity and said:

"Actually, I was doing it for your own good!"

Zhou Mian snorted coldly, pointed at everyone present, even including the four great gods and several powerful sects, and said sharply.

"All of you are going to die today! I will use your blood to open up the inheritance of immortality."

The expressions of the other powerhouses in the interrogation period finally changed completely.

"Do you think that half-human, half-demon guy can defeat all of us present with just these ten or so questioning periods? You really are dreaming," the bald man said in a deep voice.

Zhou Mian shook his head, just looked at the bald man coldly.

"of course not!"

The voice of speaking was not from Zhou Mian, but from the crowd.

As the eyes converged, a figure slowly walked out and came to Zhou Mian's side.

The man was also wearing a similar cloak, his face was firmly blocked in the shadow under the hood, but unlike those half-human, half-demon monks behind Zhou Mian, this man was not surrounded by the slightest black mist .

"And I!"

His voice sounded like a man's, deep and hoarse, but the hand he stretched out at the same time as he spoke was like a girl's, white as onion root and soft as creamy fat.

That hand gently took off the hood, revealing a delicate young face. His face was carved out of ice, without any blemishes, and there was a faint transparency in his paleness. Under the trembling long eyelashes, a beautiful pupil is as beautiful as a sapphire under the gorgeous light.

The boy looked fifteen or sixteen years old at most, his body under the cloak was extremely thin, standing barefoot, he looked extremely weak, as if he would fall if the wind blows. But it is more like a young god wandering in the mundane world, with a faint sense of holiness.

He raised his head and looked around the crowd, his eyes filled with serene compassion, and said in that hoarse voice:

"After all, I still have to make a move."

"Although it didn't go so smoothly, Zhou Mian, you did a very good job."

"The inheritance of the immortal way must belong to you."

A trace of joy appeared on Zhou Mian's face, and he nodded again and again:

"Thank you, Lord Long!"

The few monks present at the questioning period all looked at each other, and saw a very strong dignified look in each other's eyes.

It seems that this young man is the one who is really behind Zhou Mian, but he is completely different from the more than ten cultivators who have been asked for a while. The appearance of staying for a long time.

And this is also the most frustrating.

"I can't see through his cultivation."

"Me too."

Wei Changkang looked at Ye Tian.

The vigilance in Ye Tian's heart was already the greatest. Sensing Wei Changkang's gaze, he shook his head slightly and said, "I can't see it either."

"However, he doesn't seem like a fairy, there is no fairy energy in his body."

The young man's ethereal eyes fell on Ye Tian, ​​and he said slowly:

"There are so many people present, and you are the only one whose cultivation seems to be pretty good. I smell a familiar feeling from you. If you agree to use it for me, I can spare you."

"But only you have this qualification!"

Zhou Mian couldn't help but said: "This person is stubborn, don't stay!"

The boy nodded lightly and said, "Then let's kill him!"

When he said such words, his face and eyes were indifferent and dull, without showing the slightest other look, as if what he said was just trampling an ant to death.

"Familiar feeling?" Ye Tian frowned slightly, not knowing what the young man meant. But he noticed what the young man said to Zhou Mian just now, and couldn't help asking:

"It turns out that you are the one who asked Zhou Mian to do all this. What you want is not the inheritance of immortality, what is that?"

"My name is Long Heming." The young man said like a machine without the slightest expression, "I don't want the inheritance of the immortal way. Naturally, I have other things I want."

"Hehe," Ye Tian sneered at Zhou Mian, "In the end, it turns out that you are not just a pawn being used."

Unmoved, Zhou Mian said with a sneer, "As long as you can get the inheritance of the immortal way, what about being a chess piece? Among those present, there are other people who are qualified to be chess pieces."

"You're so ridiculous," Ye Tian said, "Why do you think that there must be an inheritance of immortality under this palace?"

"You don't need to divorce at this time," Zhou Mian looked at the palace behind him, and said, "The strong immortal energy that permeates it, there is no other choice except for the inheritance of the immortal way."

Ye Tian sighed and said, "I'm stubborn!"

"At this moment, I have already confirmed that I don't need any spiritual infusion at all when I think of obtaining the inheritance of the immortal way."

"This is done purely to open up the suppression under the palace, which is the source of those black mist."

"You're seeking skin from a tiger!"

Zhou Mian said lightly, "So what about seeking skin from a tiger?"

"So what if you all die?"

"These people are all dead, but no one competes with me for the inheritance of the immortal way. Lord Long has his purpose, and I have desires. Each takes what he needs, and the best of both worlds."

"It's you who is obsessed with obsession, Ye Tian!"

With that said, Zhou Mian looked at Long Heming and said:

"Master Long, this son has done bad things repeatedly, and he has already wasted enough time. Get rid of this person first, and then throw the rest of the people into the palace."

Long Heming waved his hand gently when he heard the words.

Behind him, more than a dozen black-robed monks in the questioning period came forward without saying a word, and began to approach Ye Tian.

While Ye Tian and the others were speaking, the cultivators who had previously been divided into two groups also stood together unknowingly.

The situation has changed, and now they are on the same boat.

A giant bald man, an old man in a blue robe, and other monks in the questioning period also greeted them.

Standing behind Ye Tian, ​​Wei Changkang said with a serious expression: "Even if we are outnumbered during the questioning period, we have a large number of people, so there is nothing to worry about. The main reason is that Long Heming's strength is unknown."

Ye Tian said softly: "Leave Long Heming to me."

Wei Changkang nodded and said, "Thanks to you."

The rest of the bald giants and others also clasped their fists in salute to Ye Tian. At that moment, they had completely understood that Zhou Mian had no intention of letting them survive at the very beginning. It's their turn.

Now that Zhou Mian and Long Heming's plan was broken by Ye Tian, ​​all of them knew in their hearts that there was only one battle at the moment. If they could defeat Zhou Mian and Long Heming, there was hope for life there.

Everyone present was headed by Ye Tian at this time.

While speaking, the more than ten monks who had been asking questions had already arrived in front of everyone.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

The bald-headed giant took the lead, and picked out the nearest black-robed cultivator. The moment his huge fist protruded out, it seemed that a large space in front of him was shaken, and all the fists were compressed. !

The black-robed cultivator was not afraid, and amidst the black mist, he greeted him with an equally unpretentious punch.

Fist against each other!

"boom!"

An earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the field!

The ground within a radius of tens of feet below the feet of the bald giant and the black-robed monk facing him suddenly sank by more than a few feet, and huge cracks spread in all directions.

The figures of the two men retreated after a bang, and they both pushed out hundreds of feet before stopping!

It seemed that they were evenly matched, but Ye Tian noticed a slight fluctuation in the expression on the face of the bald giant.

The giant bald man took a breath, raised his head, and said solemnly:

"These monks have the characteristics of those terrifying monsters on the periphery!"

"It's hard to deal with, everyone be careful!"

When the bald man said this, Ye Tian and the others understood.

Normal human beings have various emotions, especially during a battle, they will have different psychological and emotional changes as the battle takes place, and usually these emotional changes will also affect the progress and results of the battle.

But the monsters on the periphery of the Abyss of Sin have been eroded by the evil black mist for a long time, maintaining a state of eternal madness.

They don't know fatigue, they don't know fear, they don't know shrinking. He only knows the endless killing after finding the target.

Totally a horrible machine.

To fight against such opponents, the only way is to kill them completely, otherwise what you have to face is a lunatic opponent who is always in the most crazy and hysterical state.

And the current monks are also like this. They have the strength and wisdom of the strong in the enlightenment period, and they also have the will to fight and the desire to kill that are always at the peak like monsters.

At this time, the rest of the monks in black robes had also arrived, and the rest of the monks in the asking period also went up to meet them.

The number of black-robed monks is exactly one more than the number of strong men in this questioning period.

The extra man attacked the nearest giant bald man without thinking.

If it is two against one, the temporary stalemate will be completely over. Facing the two strong men, the bald giant will not be able to hold on for a long time and will lose!

At that time, the situation will inevitably become more severe.

A Void Returning cultivator from the Xuanzhao Dynasty said to the hundreds of cultivators behind him:

"Could it be that I can only be protected by a few seniors behind me?"

Na Jingheng also followed up and said: "They are at a disadvantage in numbers, if there is any loss, none of us will be able to escape!"

"Yes, we must unite now, and no matter what, at least one black-robed monk must be held back!"

Every level gap between monks is like heaven and earth. Among them, the distance between immortals is naturally the largest, and the next step is to ask questions and return to the void.

The strong in the asking stage, as the name suggests, have reached the pinnacle of personal strength, and have begun to get in touch with the essence of heaven and earth.

After groping for his own way, he broke through returning to the void and officially became the realm of asking.

This means that even if there are nearly a thousand monks present, they dare not say that they can defeat a strong man who has reached the realm.

Of course, the battle is changing rapidly, and it is not without chance, there are still some who may be able to defeat. The reason why the monks present were uncertain was because of the special situation of the black-robed monk who was like a killing machine.

Even if there are a large number of people, he will not have any negative emotions and influences, and will tirelessly kill everyone he sees.

But no matter what, everyone firmly understands in their hearts that they cannot just watch, wait for success or accept failure.

After a quick consensus was reached, everyone rushed forward, repeatedly rushing towards the black-robed monk who was besieging one of the bald giants.

The black-robed monk was immediately attracted, turned around and attacked the crowd of monks fearlessly!

"puff!"

As soon as they met each other, the hands of the black robe protruding out and surrounded by black mist easily crushed the heads of the two monks at the transformation stage.

At the same time, all kinds of attacks seemed to see a swarm of food locusts, killing the black-robed monk.

On the huge open space in front of the huge red-lit palace, a chaotic battle broke out completely.

Because the black-robed monks under Long Heming, who wanted to make all the monks present pay blood and lives for no reason, and the monks who still had hope in their hearts and didn't want to stand still, they fought together, and the earth-shattering spiritual energy exploded , intertwined with those lingering black mist, straight into the sky!

And the key to this battle lies in Ye Tian and Long Heming.

The two stood opposite each other.

Ye Tian knew that this person in front of him was not easy to deal with.

It's tricky.

Under normal circumstances, the current Ye Tian can't see through that his cultivation base can only be higher than that of a fairy.

But Ye Tian couldn't feel the slightest fairy energy from Long Heming's body, this weird guy didn't seem to be a fairy.

But this is a good thing in Ye Tian's opinion.

After all, if Long Heming's cultivation was higher than that of a fairy, then all the monks present could give up resistance completely.

At this time, Long Heming moved.

He stared blankly at Ye Tian with blank eyes, and gently stretched out his hand, revealing a beautiful hand and a translucent crystal-like wrist.

Wisps of black mist diffused from his palm, condensing into black needles in the air.

After the appearance of these black needles, the auras within a radius of one hundred feet actually seemed to have human emotions, and retreated back like a wind and clouds in fear.

This weird change even affected the next few battles.

Those strong men in the questioning period hurriedly backed away!

Long Heming shook the hand raised by Ye Tianyao.

The black needle cut through the air quietly, leaving an extremely slender black afterimage in the air.

On this thin black line, Ye Tian felt the same extremely evil feeling as he felt behind the mountain wall.

When the spiritual consciousness came into contact with it, it seemed like falling into an abyss of ice, and even the divine soul felt like it was about to be frozen!

Ye Tian lightly squeezed Yinjue with both hands:

"Catch the light!"

An extremely weak light gushed out from Ye Tian's seal, turning into countless golden threads shining with pure golden light, flying dexterously like fish swimming in the air.