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Its low roar echoed out, and these shadows finally submerged into the sea again.
Following this, ripples spread out on the sea surface.
Dead Sea Hell! According to the introduction of Life and Death Dragon, this Dead Sea was originally a graveyard with endless resentful souls in it.
"This level of sword tomb is no better than the previous two levels, and the dead objects guarding the sword pillars cannot be counted!" Ye Chen said lightly, this level of sword tomb is full of unknown existences.
"I once followed the city lord to the third floor of the Sword Tomb. When we entered, we were surrounded by tens of thousands of dead creatures, including dozens of dead creatures whose strength was no less than martial arts!"
"So, if we are lucky, we can only face thousands of dead things!"
"If your luck is extremely bad, you will have to face tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dead things!" Shanquan whispered, his expression slightly solemn.
Hundreds of thousands of dead things, everyone's expressions changed one after another. Hundreds of thousands of dead things in the spiritual martial arts realm, including even dead things in the martial arts realm. This terrifying power is enough to overthrow the entire team.
Although Shanquan's words were exaggerated, Ye Chen also knew that the situation mentioned by Shanquan would indeed happen.
With his mind moving slightly, Ye Chen suddenly turned around and looked at the hell realm standing beside him.
A wave of fluctuation filled the mark between the eyebrows of the hell realm. Ye Chen could feel the excitement of the hell realm, the instinctive excitement. At the same time, resentment began to permeate the hell realm, which was bone-piercing.
"The magical powers mastered by the hell realm are a bit weird, and they may be able to achieve unexpected results!" Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and his soul power swept out, covering an area within a few hundred feet.
In the sea area, the cold wind blew through, and waves passed forward layer by layer.
Most of its sea surface is very calm, and the sun shines on it, refracting spots of light.
In Ye Chen's perception, there are countless murderous intentions hidden under the calm sea level.
Turning around, Ye Chen stepped among the clouds, turned his back to Young Master Su and others, and said, "Please wait for a moment again!"
After saying that, Ye Chen's figure fell from the clouds like a falling star and landed lightly on the stone road.
Hell Dao's figure followed Ye Chen closely. On the empty stone road, the figures of Ye Chen and Hell Dao looked a little lonely.
"Five generations!" Xianxu hesitated to speak, but finally stood quietly on the cloud.
After passing the second level of the sword tomb, Xianxu actually felt a pressure on Ye Chen. This feeling was like facing the master of the Jade Emperor Palace.
The waves beat against the stone path, which was covered with moss.
The Qilin Sword quietly emerged from Ye Chen's hand. Ye Chen's breath calmed down and he took a step forward gently.
However, the moment Ye Chen's front feet just landed, the world trembled in vain, and countless ghosts and wolf howls rose into the sky all around.
Within the undulating waves, phantoms of dead things emerged, illusory and unreal!
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Resentment filled the air, and dead objects surged toward Ye Chen like a tide. Dozens of spirit martial realm auras gathered together, creating a huge momentum.
Raising his sword, Ye Chen lightly swung his sword forward, tearing apart the terrifying aura, and its thunder flowed out like water.
For these dead creatures, the extremely powerful thunder was undoubtedly the nemesis. Thousands of thunderbolts crashed down and swept out, and the shadows of dozens of dead creatures dissipated in the thunder.
The thunder roared, but the roar echoed out, breaking the dead silence above the sea level, and also alarmed the dead things under the water. Puff, puff, one after another sounds rose up all around.
The densely packed dead things are full of resentment and extremely eerie.
Above the clouds, a rare look of solemnity appeared on the face of the life and death dragon: "Once you walk on the stone path, the slightest sound or breath can disturb the dead things below!"
"So, the most important thing for this level of sword tomb is to quickly destroy the sword pillars and leave quickly!" Shanquanruo looked at the life and death dragon with a meaningful look and added.
"Otherwise, hundreds of thousands or even millions of dead things will emerge from the entire Sword Tomb!" Even if his cultivation level recovered, the Life and Death Dragon's scalp felt numb when he thought of facing millions of dead things.
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The sound of rolling waves hit his face, and Ye Chen calmly looked at the undulating sea and the figures that kept emerging.
Standing on the spot without moving, Ye Chen's breath no longer converged, and his breath filled the void.
Those free dead things immediately became crazy and rushed toward Ye Chen like a tide, densely packed with more than a thousand paths.
"What the hell, what on earth is he going to do!" The life and death dragon muttered, if this continues, all the dead things around it will be disturbed by Ye Chen.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind could not be heard. Ye Chen's figure was gradually submerged by the shadow of the dead thing, and his resentment and biting coldness filled the dead thing.
Sharp claws appeared on the phantom of the dead object, tearing the surrounding void. The vibrating space could not withstand the tearing force, and they were broken into pieces one after another. The void was turbulent, but it could not stop the pace of the phantom of the dead object.
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If caught by minions, an ordinary person's body would definitely be torn into pieces, but for Ye Chen, it was a bit insignificant.
However, at this moment, its extremely eerie roar echoed in vain.
In the void, the ferocious and roaring dead creatures all stagnated in vain.
Amidst the endless resentment, the hell path came out, and its loose military robes made a hunting sound, like a ghost coming out of hell, and a terrifying pressure pervaded it.
Roar! The Hell Realm looks up to the sky and roars. The magical powers of the Hell Realm and thousands of resentments emerge in vain beside the Hell Realm.
An aura comparable to the peak of Lingwu filled the air, and thousands of auras gathered together to form a pressure that was no less than the peak of martial arts.
"The resentful soul of hell!" Ye Chen murmured softly. The magical power of the heaven is the thunder magical power, the magical power of the human is the forbidden magical power, the magical power of the hungry ghost is the devouring magical power, and Ye Chen calls the magical power of the hell path the resentful soul of hell.
If the hell realm exerts this magical power with all its strength, the number of resentful souls will not be just a few thousand, but more than ten thousand.
More than a thousand resentful souls are rotating around the hell realm, like thousands of ghosts worshiping.
"Is this a supernatural power?" Young Master Su's eyes narrowed in vain, staring at the flying resentful souls.
Young Master Su had seen the magical powers of the Heavenly, Human, and Hungry Ghost Realms, but he had never seen the magical powers of the Hell Realm. The pressure from thousands of resentful souls made him feel suffocated.
Unafraid of the pervasive pressure around him, Ye Chen stared at the resentful souls and the phantoms of the dead things around him. At this moment, he could sense the fear of the phantoms of the dead things, and their shrill roars were no longer as loud as before.
So loud.
"Hell Realm, do it!" Ye Chen said calmly. He could sense the monstrous murderous intention in the Hell Realm, but before he gave the order, the Hell Realm suppressed this instinctive killing intent.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a thousand roars resounded, and more than a thousand resentful souls roared, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the shadows of the dead objects, baring their teeth and claws, tearing the shadows of the dead objects into pieces, and their diffused
Resentment and death energy disappeared into the body of the resentful soul.
This was a complete massacre. More than a thousand phantoms of dead things were not enough to kill. It was just a few breaths away. The phantoms of dead things all over the sky disappeared one after another, leaving only more than a thousand resentful souls.
Holding the sword, Ye Chen walked forward, followed closely by the hell realm. He waved the Qilin sword, and sword energy shot out, submerging into the sea, setting off waves tens of meters high, and the dead things were in vain.
The shadow emerged again.
After these resentful souls absorbed the resentment and death energy from the shadows of dead objects, their auras became more powerful, and their strength was obviously enhanced.
"If these resentful souls absorb enough resentment and death, will their strength be comparable to the martial arts realm?" Ye Chen murmured softly as he waved the Qilin Sword.
The most indispensable thing in the Dead Sea of Hell is dead objects. These dead objects contain a lot of death energy and resentment. For ordinary people, this place is hell, but for the hell realm, this place is definitely heaven.
In the eyes of the dragon of life and death, this stone path is full of countless murderous intentions, and if you are not careful, you will be killed.
However, for Ye Chen, this stone path was no different from an ordinary courtyard path. He walked on it with a relaxed expression. Regarding the shadows of dead things around him, the resentful spirits with their claws and teeth tore them into pieces one after another, like breaking bamboo. There was no dead thing.
It can withstand the steps of Ye Chen and the hell realm. Seeing this scene, everyone looked a little strange, especially the life and death dragons and Shan Quan who had entered the third level of the sword tomb.
"***, Old Dragon, I never thought that someone would dare to walk on the stone path so arrogantly!" The Life and Death Dragon muttered.
"Very strong!" The Lonely Emperor said solemnly, his eyes flickering between Ye Chen and the hell realm.
"Leave the sword pillars on this floor to me, you can just wait here!" A strong and sinister wind blew towards my face, accompanied by Ye Chen's voice.
Ye Chen's figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. At the same time, figures from the heavenly realm, the human realm, and the hungry ghost realm shot out one after another, and also landed on the stone road, chasing after Ye Chen.
If Ye Chen could say these words, he would be confident enough to destroy all the sword pillars in this level of sword tomb. Shanquan, Xianxu and others no longer doubted this. They had seen it all along the way.
Ye Chen's terrifying strength.
On the empty stone road, several figures walked slowly, and the dark wind blew by, bringing with it a chilling atmosphere.
Ye Chen closed his eyes. The roars around him had nothing to do with him. As long as the hell realm existed, these dead things would not have an impact on him.
"It's still the aura of the peak of Lingwu!" Ye Chen sighed slightly, slightly disappointed. These resentful souls tore apart nearly hundreds of thousands of dead objects and absorbed a large amount of resentment, but their aura was still at the peak of Lingwu.
After a while, a sword pillar reaching the sky finally appeared in Ye Chen's sight. The majestic sword pillar reached straight into the sky, and its clouds and mist were fluttering on the sword hilt pillar.
The phantoms of dead objects surrounded the sword pillar, and within it, Ye Chen noticed several powerful auras, which were not weaker than those in the martial arts realm.
Roar! Thousands of resentful souls roared out. Without waiting for Ye Chen to give an order, the figure of the hell realm rushed out, and more than a thousand resentful souls madly tore at the surrounding shadows.
The ordinary resentful souls of the four dead shadows of the martial arts realm could not resist them at all. For a time, several of the resentful souls were torn apart.
Bang bang! The path of heaven and the path of hungry ghosts rushed out, and in the flash of thunder, the shadows of dead objects disappeared in the thunder.
The Hungry Ghost Dao even used the Devouring Magical Power, frantically tearing apart the shadows of dead objects around it.
A low roar sounded, and the hell realm refused to accept that its prey was separated by the hungry ghost realm and the heavenly realm. The mark between its eyebrows was once again filled with blue light, and its resentments emerged one after another.
This is the true worship of thousands of ghosts, with more than 10,000 resentful souls.
Roar! The hell realm broke through the void, and its tens of thousands of resentments rushed out crazily, tearing at the prey around it.
This time there were hundreds of thousands of phantoms of dead objects, and the gloomy aura of death filled the entire void. The phantoms of dead objects floated, blocking the falling sunlight, and the surrounding area was like a black curtain.
The shrill roar echoed across the sky, hovering in the ears of Xianxu and the others.
"Hundreds of thousands of dead objects!" Shanquan's scalp felt numb. The strength of these dead objects gathered together was no less than that of several martial artists.
"Seniors, can't I take action?" Leng Feng said solemnly, his face a little pale.
Hearing this, Young Master Su shook his head, smiled calmly, and said: "The Lord said, just leave this sword pillar to him!"
"With the Lord's strength, these shadows of dead things cannot stop the Lord!" As a martial arts realm warrior, Young Master Su's perception is stronger than that of Leng Feng and others, so he can also feel Ye Ye more.
The pressure flowing out of Chen's body.
"I can't resist!" Xianluo murmured softly, and finally sighed: "Xianxu, maybe what you said is right, he does have the qualifications!"
"Have you changed your mind?" Xianxu's tone was a little surprised. His eyes rarely moved away from Ye Chen and fell on Xian Luo.
"Yeah!" Xian Luo nodded, and then said bitterly: "I opposed him before, firstly because of his strength, and secondly because of his qualifications!"
"But now, his strength far exceeds mine. As for his qualifications..." Xian Luo's smile became even more bitter: "His leadership, foresight, and ability to seize opportunities, everything he did far exceeded my expectations!"
"You, the most stubborn one, have changed your stance, and Xianya and the others must have done the same!" Xianxu chuckled, feeling vaguely relieved.
"Yes!" Xianluo also smiled. Even though he changed his position, Xianluo also felt inexplicably relaxed, "Young fifth generation, I'm convinced!"
In the distance, Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, but there was a smile on his lips. Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Ye Chen could still hear the conversation between Xian Luo and Xian Xu with his strength.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked calmly at the phantoms of dead things that filled the sky, and his overwhelming murderous intent filled his body: "What is the strength of the killing body?"
"These shadows of dead things are just used as trial stones!" Murderous aura surged out of Ye Chen's body like a tide, and finally formed a murderous aura whirlpool...