Chapter 192

The reason why people who worship the demon cult only wait outside is very simple. That tomb is not a good stubble, let alone a cruel and cruel figure like demon Shuai. Even ordinary emperors and generals will set up layers of organs in their own tombs. Are they idle people.

If you rush in, the loss is inevitable. It's better to wait until these people rush in and make a profit. Their idea is very good and they do have this strength. However, people are not as good as heaven. Everyone knows who released the sword spirit all over the sky. Those eight and nine disciples of the true evil cult can't escape the attack of the sword spirit and are directly nailed to the ground, The death was miserable.

Maybe they didn't expect such a change when they were dying!

Then a more frightening scene appeared in front of the people. With the fierce shooting of countless swords, the space where the whole tomb was located was cut apart by the swords, as if a continent had been cut apart by the swords, and instantly disappeared into the space turbulence. The empty black space crack told others, What once existed here.

The hearts of the people were cold. After a while, they scattered one after another. Soon, the people left one after another.

"Hoo!" Ye Mo's voice suddenly appeared, "that old guy was so terrible just now!"

"Where did you go just now!" Ye Xiwen asked.

"It's not that old guy. He found me just now!" Ye Mo said. "If he wants to, I can't stop it at all!"

"I don't know what it was for. He didn't do it to me!" Ye Mo said with lingering fear. Although the idea didn't hit Ye Mo, ye Mo still didn't dare to make any changes.

Until now, ye Mo dared to come out.

That idea is too terrible. I don't know what era it is left over from. It seems that it is used to suppress the things in the coffin. What is in the coffin? It needs such a terrible idea to suppress. Ye Xiwen vaguely feels that maybe it's not magic handsome, but something else.

But anyway, ye Xiwen can say that he has gained a lot this time. Ye Xiwen alone occupied about one-third of these treasures. It can be said that he became rich overnight. Even among the true masters, he is second to none!

Ye Xiwen didn't leave immediately, but sat on the ground and read the Dharma Sutra loudly!

Rest in peace, many predecessors. You fight for the human race and will not be forgotten by future generations. I can do little for you. I just hope you can die!

With Ye Xiwen's reading voice, the Du Ren Sutra turned into a golden circle, which spread out circle by circle. The resentment attached to the Bone Demon was reduced bit by bit, and the howling resentment soul was calmed down bit by bit.

Three days later, ye Xiwen sat at the bottom of the sea for three days, reading the Dharma Sutra loudly, and transforming the souls of these predecessors who once fought for the human race, so that they can enjoy their lives after death without being driven by others.

Ye Xiwen doesn't know whether there really exists the legendary underworld in this world, but at least when he spends these resentments, ye Xiwen does feel that there is a great force to take away these resentments.

Maybe the rumored underworld really exists. It's the world of the dead. Ye Xiwen doesn't know and doesn't want to know now.

Ye Xiwen found that the three-day reading of Du Ren Sutra not only changed those angry souls, but also seemed to have baptized Ye Xiwen's own soul.

Originally, ye Xiwen felt a little tired. Since he came to this world, he has been tired for survival, struggle and killing. After the baptism of these three days, ye Xiwen is refreshed again.

After spending all the resentment souls, ye Xiwen stood up. It's time to go back. Count the time. He has been out for ten days. It's time to go back.

Under Ye Xiwen's feet, a rainbow light turned into a streamer from the seabed and disappeared.

——————Qianji island was so-called bustling in the past. The four major forces of the greater Yue State have held martial arts here, and the martial arts have been half done. After this competition, I'm afraid Qianji island will also become famous in the whole greater Yue State.

On a challenge arena, Hua Menghan blasted a core seed disciple of the royal family off the stage with a move, and the judge nearby announced the judgment.

"This one, yiyuanzong, Hua Menghan wins! Today's game is over!"

On the high platform, a looming figure stood up and said in a loud voice, "haven't Ye Xiwen come back? Three days have passed. Since he doesn't dare to come forward, I don't force it. As long as he knocks his head three times in front of his highness and admits defeat!"

There was a commotion among the disciples at the bottom, especially the disciples of Yiyuan sect. When they looked at the figure, they were also gnashing their teeth. Ye Xiwen knocked three heads, which was not only insulting Ye Xiwen, but also insulting Yiyuan sect.

"The wind is empty!" At this time, Hua Menghan on the stage said aloud. "Your request is too unreasonable. You came here without notifying anyone. How did ye Xiwen know you would come? You said three days, just three days, which is too overbearing!"

Hua Menghan's breath has vaguely stepped into the true Tao, and he can fully step into the true Tao in only a few days.

And that figure is actually the commander of the Yulin army, fengkong. Since the Yulin army suffered losses in Ye Xiwen's hands, unexpectedly, it is the commander of fengkong himself.

Set a three-day period for ye Xiwen to appear within a limited time, which is completely non-negotiable.

"Ha ha, I'm overbearing. It's a capital crime for ye Xiwen to humiliate my Yu Linjun. I don't need your Highness's hand at all. I'll kill him!" The figure laughed coldly and said, no matter there are many yiyuanzong disciples here, they will kill when they speak, and they are just as overbearing as the Yulin army.

"Kill me? Just you, I don't think it's enough!" A loud laugh came from a distance, and a figure fell from the sky onto the challenge arena and stood next to Hua Menghan.

Seeing Hua Menghan, ye Xiwen nodded slightly to thank her for speaking for herself.

Seeing ye Xiwen appear, Hua Menghan was surprised, but also worried. Many people have heard of the terrible wind and air. No one dares to underestimate the commander of the Yu Linjun. Although he is a subordinate of the eighth prince, it is definitely not that he is not strong enough, but that the eighth Prince is too strong.

"Are you ye Xiwen?" Two sharp eyes pierced down, as if to see through Ye Xiwen, but they couldn't see through Ye Xiwen at all. Ye Xiwen seemed to be wrapped in a fog, and no one could see through him.

"Well, are you here to die?" Feng Kong said coldly, looking at Ye Xiwen's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.

At this time, ye Xiwen saw the wind sky. He was dressed in an ice blue robe. He was strong and arrogant. He was also a young hero. It was hard to imagine that such a peerless genius, a young hero, should submit to the eighth prince, which was unbelievable.

"The Yulin army is nothing more than a group of slaves and dogs!" Ye Xiwen said faintly, "I've heard of a dog beating stick. It's just right to teach you!"

"You're just a mole ant. Today I'll kill you like a bug!" Feng Kong stares at Ye Xiwen coldly. He is extremely overbearing. From him, we can almost see the behavior style of the eighth prince.

As like as two peas of the eight princes, the style of the people coming out of the army is almost identical.

"Since you want to die, I'll send you on the road in advance!" Ye Xiwen said coldly, "come down!"

Ye Xi killed wantonly in his bra. Feng Kong was an outstanding disciple of a small sect. Later, he was convinced by the eighth Prince and followed the eighth prince to form a Yulin army. His strength was immeasurable.

But ye Xiwen killed him even more. Li Wei, he is not a soft persimmon. Anyone can step on his feet at will.

"I can't wait to kill you. Only with your blood can I wash your blasphemy against your highness!" The wind flew straight down, and a violent momentum swept through, "every bone on your body will be broken!"

Suddenly, countless people's eyes focused on the two people. After waiting for so many days, the big play was finally going to play. Even many people waited so long, not to learn martial arts, but to wait for the war.

The Yulin army was humiliated by Ye Xiwen. With their domineering character, how can they give up? Finally, I didn't expect that it would be the commander of the Yulin army, fengkong.

"I hope your strength is stronger than your mouth!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer. "If you want to break my bones, it depends on whether you have this strength!"

(to be continued)