Green Dragon Shadow, White Tiger Shadow, Suzaku Shadow, Xuanwu Shadow.
Four huge phantoms lay across the void, and a terrifying aura filled the air.
The will rolled out, its terrifying energy surging around like a flood.
Ye Chen came with a sword in hand, his expression calm and calm, looking at the four roaring shadows calmly.
Under the gloomy void, the mark between Ye Chen's eyebrows gradually filled with a cluster of silver light.
Silver light circulated, and three strands of the Moon God's will exploded on him one after another, rolling out and suppressing the surrounding void.
A space ripple surged up, and when Ye Chen's figure landed in the center, four phantoms looked up to the sky and roared again, and the terrifying energy rolled back, directly tearing apart the void around Ye Chen.
The void surges with turbulence, and its roar echoes above it.
The true energy protected his eardrums, and Xianxu looked a little solemn. As the guardian of the Jade Emperor Palace, he had also heard about the terrifying power of the Sect Protector Sword Formation.
It's just that the Sword Protector Sword Formation of the Sword God Sect has lost the support of the strong men, and its power has been greatly reduced.
However, Xianxu was able to detect the will contained in this stone pillar. Using these four wills to operate the sword formation, its power must be extraordinary.
"Noisy!" The surging energy surged in. At the moment when Ye Chen's figure was about to be submerged, Ye Chen shouted coldly in vain, and his sword finger fell lightly into the void.
The heaven and earth trembled in vain, and the surging energy stopped strangely, even the turbulent flow in the void.
The void fell into deathly silence, and the four huge phantoms also stopped roaring, but the will was like an erupting volcano, unstoppable.
"How can the will of the four ancient tribes be controlled by you!" Ye Chen said lightly, his eyes falling on the palace below like a real sword light.
The five fingers stretched out, and three strands of the moon god's will flowed on them, and there was even a flash of thunder.
Ye Chen's expression turned cold, and he suddenly waved down his left palm. The terrifying energy around him gave way. At the same time, three strands of the Moon God's will suddenly fell on the palace, like a big mountain.
Bang bang! The palace shook, and the screams of its swords echoed in it.
The four phantoms looked up to the sky and roared again. The four rewinding wills suddenly became extremely docile, and finally merged into the stone pillars. The four phantoms also turned into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and dispersed.
The pressure in the void also disappeared. This strange tomb made Lonely Emperor and others look stunned. Was the sword array broken like this?
"How is this possible?" Shan Quan whispered, his eyes full of disbelief. Even if the city master wanted to deal with this sword formation, it would take some time, but the Blood Prison Emperor broke it with just a few moves.
Regardless of whether Shanquan and others believe it or not, the scene in front of them is enough to confirm everything!
Thunder filled the soles of his feet. Ye Chen held his sword and looked down with a solemn expression. The ruined palace shook in vain, gravel rolled down, and a cloud of dust was stirred up.
Bang bang! A crack appeared on the top of the palace, and then it shattered, and rocks flew and fell in all directions.
Several sharp sword energies soared into the sky, tearing apart the space and hitting Ye Chen directly.
Ye Chen grabbed it in vain, ignoring the sharp sword energy. The thunderbolt was caught and swung down, tearing into pieces the sword energy that came from it.
At the same time, Ye Chen snorted coldly and took a step. This step made the world pale in vain!
"You cannot control the will of the four ancient tribes!" The true energy surged out of Ye Chen's body and merged into the surrounding void. Its three strands of the moon god's will covered the stone pillars, and several roars sounded again.
Four huge phantoms emerged above the stone pillars, and they were clearly the phantoms of the four ancient tribes.
Taking control of the sword formation here, Ye Chen used the will in the stone pillars to integrate into his own momentum, and slapped his palm downwards, tightly suppressing the sword bearer in the palace.
"He controlled the sword formation!" Emperor Lonely's eyes also showed a look of shock.
The Qilin Sword was raised, and its thunder condensed on it and spread out, forming a giant thunder sword hundreds of feet long.
"Back away!" As Ye Chen finished speaking, his thunder sword turned into a stream of light and fell downwards, sinking into his palace.
The people surrounding the palace immediately retreated. At the same time, the entire ground shook violently in vain, and a sword pillar stood in the palace.
The thundering giant sword enveloped the sword pillar. After the thunder dissipated, the sword pillar shattered suddenly, and the gravel flew and fell into the palace, bang bang!
"Four Spirit Sword Formation! Seal!" He sheathed his sword and retreated towards the original path. At the same time, his left hand fell into the void, and the roaring shadows of the four ancient clans rolled back and flew over the palace.
The four wills condensed into a sky net, tightly covering the palace.
No matter how terrifying the will of those who inscribed the sword was, they never tore this skynet to pieces.
It had only been a few dozen breaths since he took action, but Ye Chen destroyed the sword pillar easily. At this moment, not only the lonely emperor and others looked a little weird, but also the life and death dragons, muttering: "Good boy, this sword pillar is still
Can be so destroyed!"
The shrill roar echoed in the palace, but the person who inscribed the sword could not escape.
Turning around, Ye Chen landed on the edge of the palace and stood on it. Under the astonished eyes of Young Master Su and others, Ye Chen walked toward the palace with his sword in his hand.
"Emperor!" Young Master Su said softly. Why did the emperor step into the palace if he had not trapped those who inscribed the sword?
Ye Chen stopped and then chuckled: "Just wait here for a while, I'll go in!"
After saying that, Ye Chen walked towards the palace without looking back. The sound of his footsteps became louder and louder, and four sword corpses followed closely behind.
Xianxu and others were still standing where they were, just looking solemnly at the disappearing figures.
"Who is he? He knows the details of the Sword Tomb. His strength is even more terrifying, and his methods are even more amazing!" He whispered sadly, the Blood Prison Emperor was becoming more and more mysterious.
Hearing this, the Lonely Emperor nodded and looked to both sides subconsciously. Not only was this Blood Prison Emperor mysterious, but these people were also so mysterious.
The steps were somewhat damaged. Ye Chen stepped on them. The Qilin Sword drooped and the tip of the sword touched the ground. Ye Chen dragged the Qilin Sword and walked forward step by step. He could detect several powerful auras in the palace: "
Five swordsmen who are comparable to the martial arts realm!"
Wherever the Qilin Sword crossed, a striking sword mark emerged on the stone path.
The five slender figures gradually disappeared at the end of the stone path, and were finally swallowed up by darkness.
Stepping at the end of the stone path, what you see is a pool of scarlet blood. Some fallen stones were swallowed up by the pool of blood. Several figures stood sluggishly on the stones, and the screams of swords echoed around.
Cackling! The tip of the sword scratched the stone path, and the sound filled the entire palace.
The arrival of Ye Chen and others immediately attracted the attention of the five sword bearers. The screams of the swords stopped, and five rainbows came straight towards Ye Chen, arriving in an instant.
Five bright rays of sword light leaped into Ye Chen's eyes, and the hanging Qilin sword was raised. Ye Chen blocked these five rays of sword light with one sword, clang!
The explosion of metal clashes rose into the sky, and the force exploded. Ye Chen's figure trembled slightly, and he took a few steps back. He had to face a sword-bearer alone. Ye Chen could completely suppress it, even if he faced two sword-bearers.
As a swordsman, he is still able to wield swords with ease.
However, facing the offensive of five Sword Masters at the same time, he had to admit that this was not something he could resist now.
The figure of the man who marked the sword followed closely behind Ye Chen, and the sword light surged like a poisonous snake that he could not get rid of.
With a calm look on his face, Ye Chen was not afraid of the incoming sword light and stepped back leisurely. At the same time, the forbidden magical power of humanity was activated again, and the pressure of heaven and earth was condensed.
The five bright sword lights stagnated in vain, and then Hungry Ghost Dao's body swept out, and his fist filled with will fell directly on it, destroying the five sword lights.
"It would be better to be buried in the ground forever if the pain continues like this!" Ye Chen murmured, his figure stopped, slightly silent, holding the sword, he faced two of the sword bearers, and the remaining three sword bearers
Ye Chen directly handed over the swordsman to Tiandao and others to deal with.
After losing their sanity, although the sword bearer knows the sword style and martial arts will, he does not know how to use magical powers and can only engage in the most brutal collisions.
The collision between will and will, Ye Chen is not afraid of this kind of brutal collision the most.
For a time, several strands of will collided in the palace, and the strong wind that rolled out set off waves of blood, and the pungent smell of blood lingered on the tip of the nose.
Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and also did not use his magical powers, just the most brutal collision.
Sword energy, blood flying! Clothed as white as snow, without a trace of blood, Ye Chen was able to swim through the offensive of the two sword bearers with ease.
The auras of the two sword bearers became weaker and weaker, and finally dissipated completely, and their bodies fell directly into the blood pool.
After getting rid of the two sword bearers, Ye Chen turned around and went straight to the other sword bearers. The sword left traces and joined four sword corpses. The other three sword bearers only persisted for a moment and also died.
The waves of blood were tumbling in the blood pool, and the terrifying will converged in the Moon God's Mark like a tide. Ye Chen put away his sword and looked at the blood pool that had fallen into dead silence in vain. There was a faint expectation in his eyes, "It's so thick."
The bloody evil spirit!"
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen concentrated his mind and merged into the surrounding void, once again controlling the rules of killing. The rules flowed like water, and endless murderous intent emerged above the blood pool in vain.
The murderous aura condensed into rain and fell.
Ye Chen's mind moved slightly, and the shadow of the murderous body appeared around him, bathing in the bloody rain, frantically absorbing the murderous aura of the palace.
Its illusory shadow gradually condensed, and after a while, the body of the killing body changed. First, the feet actually materialized, and this materialization approached upwards at a slow speed.
"When the killing body is completely materialized, then this killing magical power will be achieved!" Ye Chen murmured, he was extremely looking forward to this killing body. Perhaps this is also his strongest magical power, even more powerful than the magical power of heavenly tribulation.