Chapter 490

"Perfect!"

The white haired old man's strong idea is incredible. His heart moves. Two tightly fitting idea nets are formed in an instant. They will close before ye Chen and others.

Ye Chen frowned. The white haired old man's idea net was different from that of Jinfeng Shengzi. It looked like a big net. In fact, the grid was still covered with a thin layer of ideas without any gap. In addition, the two idea nets were not a simple layer, but three layers of complexity and mystery. If the three layers were superimposed together, it would be OK, However, these three layers are unique, intertwined and tangled with each other, and there is no connection point.

Ye Chen knows very well that it is absolutely impossible to cut the idea net in a short time. When he cuts it, he is afraid that the white haired old man has caught up. Therefore, if he wants to live, he can only break through in advance and slow down before the two idea nets are closed.

At the thought of this, ye Chen's eyebrows swelled like diamond beads. The prototype of the sword soul in the soul sea bloomed halos one after another. The surging sword idea swept out like a raging wave, wrapped Ye Chen and pushed him forward at a high speed.

At this moment, ye Chen's sword soul prototype was fully urged for the first time.

Yin demon sect and Bishui lingzong have never seen the horror of the idea net. They are also not sure to tear the idea net in an instant. After all, the will of martial arts is inferior to the will of Kendo in attack, and they are more than one chip or two chips worse.

"Yin Feng Dun!"

As a great master level power, the Yin devil sect created two esoteric martial arts. One is the Yin devil chop and the other is Yin Feng dun. As for "taking the earth as the sky", he did not create it himself, but cultivated the esoteric martial arts of his predecessors. Yin Feng Dun, as its name implies, is an esoteric lightness skill. The Yin devil sect created it itself in the last ten years. Although it lost its true yuan, it was unable to show the essence of this lightness skill, But at present, he doesn't have much idea of being faster.

I saw a light gray whirlwind flash, and the shadow of the Yin demon sect had disappeared.

The response of the blue water lingzong is no slower than that of the Yin demon sect. His profound lightness skill is "a thousand miles in a flash", which can be seen from the name. In fact, this lightness skill is indeed extraordinary. It is only one step away from the medium-level profound meaning and belongs to the peak level among the low-level profound meaning.

The body shape is slightly a meal, the speed of the blue water lingzong is faster and faster, more and more exaggerated, the way is unimpeded, and the eyes can't catch up.

Whew!

Ye Chen broke through ahead of time with Murong Qingcheng. At this time, the idea network was close to closing, and several idea silk threads extended from the two idea networks. When they began to close, the Yinmo sect cut off the idea silk thread with a knife and rushed out of the blockade side by side with the Bishui lingzong.

The white haired old man saw this scene and his face was a little gloomy. He didn't think of his best move and still let the four people escape. He really wanted them to send the stone gate into the holy land through the holy land. Where did the face of the billows holy family go? You know, it also appeared once a year ago.

With his left hand outstretched, the white haired old man shook it in the air.

Poof!

When the two large nets of ideas closed, they formed a circle, which completely trapped the old eagle, the black snake and the iron wood. Under their desperate eyes, the large nets of ideas shrank into a ball, and several people were squeezed to death.

So far, there are only four people left in the underground world, ye Chen. It can be said that they are seriously killed and injured. Even the real-life power has died.

It is less than 50 miles away from the mountain with the transmission stone gate. In the past, the distance of 50 miles was only two or three blinks for the grand master. Unfortunately, in the underground world, they worked hard, and their speed could not break through the sound speed, which was much worse.

Whoosh, whoosh

The three sons of Jinfeng attack Ye Chen all the time. The blade of thought, the spear of thought, the hammer of thought and the storm cover the front. If the distance between the two sides is not close, the chance that the four people can escape is no more than 30%. Even now, it is stormy.

Forty miles!

Thirty miles!

Twenty miles!

Seeing that the four people were about to get close to the mountain, the white haired old man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "it seems that it's no good not to move."

Hearing the speech, the three of Jin Feng's holy son were shocked. They didn't care to attack Ye Chen. They pushed back and retreated crazily. At the same time, they arranged layer after layer of thought barriers outside the body. That kind of situation is like what great terror will happen.

Breathing to the end, the white haired old man roared and made a sound. An invisible and qualitative idea centered on him spun like a snowball. The scope of the idea storm became larger and larger, and the rotating force became stronger and stronger. It was like a nothingness tornado rising in the void, spreading rapidly in all directions and spreading in all directions.

"No!"

After all, Yinmo sect and Bishui lingzong are behind Ye Chen and are closest to the white haired old man. As soon as the idea tornado was formed, they felt a swallowing force sweeping over and reducing their speed. They found that the idea tornado was no different from the tornado when they came in. The only difference is that the tornado was ten times and a hundred times stronger than this one.

"Asshole!"

The demon sect was very angry. For him, except for the king of life and death, no one could force him to the end of the mountain and water. Even the famous master level power could not. After all, there was a great difference between defeating and fighting.

"If it's on the surface, none of us need to be afraid of him." Bishui lingzong was oppressed and helpless in his heart. At this moment, they should say that the tiger fell flat and the sun was bullied by the dog, and Longyou was bullied by the shrimp in the shallow water. In its heyday, the white haired old people were equal to them, perhaps not as good as them.

"Come here!"

The white haired old man was not interested in the two people's grievances. He continued to overload his mind. The rotation speed of the mind tornado suddenly increased, which made the Yin demon sect and the blue water spirit sect unable to advance inch by inch and gradually regress. Of course, the white haired old man moved very slowly.

At the critical moment, a cruel cold light flashed in the eyes of the demon sect.

The blue water lingzong felt something and said in horror, "Yin demon sect, dare you..."

"Why don't you dare? It's better for one to survive than two. Blue water lingzong, you die instead of me." A palm was printed on the chest of Bishui lingzong. The demon sect advanced at high speed with the anti shock force, and Bishui lingzong spewed out a mouthful of blood and was swept away by the idea tornado without suspense. He also wanted to resist stubbornly. However, the white haired old man's idea was so strong that he could not resist at all. He was cut into serious injuries and was immediately blasted in the head by the white haired old man.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, ye Chen has no emotion. At the moment of life and death, he would do the same. Of course, the premise is that they don't have any big friendship.

"None of you want to escape!"

After killing the blue water lingzong, the white haired old man looked at the Yin demon sect and ye Chen again. Inspired by his ideas, the tornado became more and more powerful. The smaller peaks were rolled over, smashed and disintegrated, and some rivers rolled up upside down, like the Milky way into the tornado.

soon!

soon!

Feeling that the suction of the tornado is becoming terrible, ye Chen has to overload the prototype of the sword soul and encourage the sword to increase the speed. Fortunately, the sword is really a sharp weapon in increasing the speed. As soon as the suction of the tornado is wrapped up, it is cut by the trend, so that ye Chen has more space.

Nine miles!

Five miles!

Three miles!

One mile!

A mile away from the top of the mountain, ye Chen clearly saw the patterns on the transmission stone gate and the brand left by years, while the Yin demon sect followed him, no more than 150 meters away. The three ran with death one after the other.

Hum!

A few miles away, through the idea tornado, the white haired old man easily sensed the three people. He slowed down the idea tornado a little, and then suddenly increased. This slow piece seems insignificant, or even superfluous, but it can have a huge effect. It's like fishing. You hold on to the fishing line, and the fish is in a stalemate with you, but you loosen the fishing line, Immediately, the fish will be pulled up in an instant.

Ye Chen's situation is similar to that of the fish. With the clever use of the white haired old man, his feet actually rise from the ground and retreat instead of advancing.

"The great handprint of the devil, annihilation!"

Murong Qingcheng's black light flashed in his eyes, turned back and slapped, and the suction force was eliminated by 30%.

The annihilation of the great handprint of the devil can annihilate all things, but it does not include the will. Unfortunately, the idea is not the will. Although the power of the idea is many times stronger than the will, it is because of this that it is no longer pure and has traces to follow. Murong Qingcheng's palm directly scattered some ideas and degenerated into a pure will. The suction force will naturally eliminate a lot. Of course, it is too far away, The idea of the white haired old man is relatively weak. There is a relationship. After all, the gap between the two is too big.

With a light body, ye Chen seized the opportunity, several dodged to the transmission stone gate, and then took Murong Qingcheng into the transmission vortex.

"You are dead. In the outside world, I want you to die without burial." While gritting his teeth, the demon sect threw out two top-grade treasure weapons and roared, "explosion!"

Boom!

The top-grade treasure didn't explode, but stored in it, the will of the Yin demon sect exploded. This will explosion doesn't have much threat at all, but the stalemate situation is unbalanced because of this will explosion. The Yin demon sect is right. One top-grade treasure is not enough, two top-grade treasure can break the balance, and the will can explode, It is because the top-grade treasure has the function of storing a little will. Otherwise, if you explode your will, the martial soul will completely collapse and you can't die again.

Whoosh!

Regardless of the two top-grade treasures, the body of the demon sect flashed away and disappeared in the transmission stone gate.

The idea tornado dispersed, and the white haired old man glanced over pale. He reached out and grabbed the damaged top-grade treasure, with an iron blue face. "I don't believe that every outsider can pass the test of the holy land. If you can't pass, each of you will become a new stone statue."（ To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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