The autumn wind rustles and the red leaves fill the sky.
On the fourth floor of the Sword Tomb, its red leaves accentuate the blue sky.
The red leaf forest stretches endlessly like the undulating sea surface.
The coldness caused by the killing dissipated, and Ye Chen stood in the red leaf forest. Occasionally, fallen leaves rustled down, forgetting the conflicts and killings in the world, and touched the charm of the cycle of life and death in the cycle of summer and autumn.
The aroma of the leaves is clean and pure, and the smell of earth is not as bloody and pungent as hell. Together with the gentle sunshine, it feels a bit more tranquil and clear.
Compared with the first three levels of the sword tomb, the fourth level of the sword tomb makes people feel peaceful, especially the red leaves dancing in the sky, exaggerating the tranquility of the world.
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen continued to stand among the falling leaves, with Mu Chen and others following closely behind him.
"The first level of the sword tomb is the frozen insect tomb, the second level of the sword tomb is the immortal sword tomb, the third level of the sword tomb is the Dead Sea Hell, and the fourth level of the sword tomb is the Buddha's reincarnation!"
"In the Buddha's reincarnation, the entire world is covered by the red leaf forest. There is no murderous intention in it, and there are no creatures full of potential!"
"There is only one sword pillar on the fourth floor of the sword tomb, and this sword pillar is located in the center of the Buddha's reincarnation, in an ancient temple!" Red leaves streaked across the white clothes, Ye Chen whispered as he walked around.
For several days in a row, everyone's nerves were tense all the time. Only when they reached the fourth floor of the Sword Tomb, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Obviously, the peaceful scene here also exaggerates everyone's mood.
Suddenly, Ye Chen stopped and opened his eyes. His gaze fell far away among the flying red leaves in the distance. A smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The proud son of the God of War!"
At this moment, Ye Chen noticed the pride's aura, "Finally we meet again!"
In addition, Ye Chen also noticed the auras of other warriors, some of which were extremely sharp.
"As long as we break through the third level of the sword tomb, everyone will come to the fourth level of the sword tomb!" Ye Chen closed his eyes again. He could detect some familiar auras, some of which contained warriors from the Martial God Continent.
The red leaves were flying, Ye Chen tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure immediately swept forward.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind broke the tranquility in the red leaf forest.
The mountain spring flows in the forest, and the sound of the rushing water is particularly clear.
A moment later, the figures of Ye Chen and others appeared in vain in an empty forest. All the trees around them collapsed and sawdust flew everywhere.
On the empty ground, his figure fluttered, and waves of terrifying martial arts will flowed in the void, stirring up faint ripples in space.
The roar echoed. The two parties fighting were clearly warriors from the Martial God Continent and warriors from Hell.
The sword energy shot out cut the surrounding tree branches in half, the red leaves rustled down, and a sense of murder filled the air.
In addition to the dozens of figures fighting, there were many warriors standing around, either on the rocks or among the treetops, looking at the fierce battle with extremely solemn expressions.
Whoosh! Among the reverberating roars, the sharp sound of breaking wind gradually rose from behind. Immediately, the figures of Ye Chen and others emerged. Ye Chen's eyes swept across the audience, and there was a trace of ripples in his calm eyes: "
How do these people get together!"
The appearance of Ye Chen and others also attracted the attention of everyone present, and Xuan Shui, the captain of Han Jian and others, was also among them.
"Stepping into the fourth level of the sword tomb so quickly!" Xuan Shui raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and a look of surprise appeared. Then, Xuan Shui thought of something and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Looking slightly to the side, Xuanshui looked at the tall figure in front of him. After Ye Chen and others entered the sword tomb, Xuanshui and others also entered the sword tomb. Hundreds of strong men from the entire island of life and death formed a group and entered together.
There were more than sixty martial arts masters, but when Xuan Shui and others stepped into the fourth floor of the sword tomb, more than twenty of their martial arts masters had already fallen. It was precisely because of this heavy price that Xuan Shui and others had just
Entering the fourth level of the sword tomb faster than Ye Chen.
The warriors around Xuanshui also frowned, obviously not expecting Ye Chen and others to step into the fourth level of the sword tomb so quickly.
Ye Chen didn't pay attention to these glances. As soon as he stopped, Ye Chen's eyes fell on the people who were fighting fiercely in the void. The two sides in the fierce battle were the Hell Warriors and the Martial God Warriors.
At the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange. There were Hell Warriors and Martial God Warriors watching the battle, but the two sides seemed to be divided into two groups.
Bang bang! The void shattered, and the surging spatial turbulence drowned the red leaves flying all over the sky.
"It's actually them!" Young Master Su Jian frowned slightly, his eyes passing over the flying red leaves and landing on the treetops, where dozens of figures stood on top.
The pressure of martial arts filled the air, and the void around him seemed to be frozen.
"Do you know these people?" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes falling far away on Xuanshui and others. Obviously, he also noticed Xuanshui.
"The young city lord of the Eight Great Cities, Yanchen!" Emperor Lonely said. His wife is Yanchen's clan sister, so Lonely Emperor and Yanchen are also somewhat related.
As the young city lord of the four major cities, Yan Chen's temperament is unmatched by ordinary warriors. With half-squinted eyes, Yan Chen moved his gaze from the void and looked at the approaching Ye Chen and others. He slightly raised his sword eyebrows: "Lonely Emperor, Young Master
Su!"
His eyes moved slightly, and when Yan Chen's eyes touched Ye Chen, his expression became strange: "This person is the Blood Prison Emperor? He is younger than imagined, too young!"
"Long time no see, Brother Lonely, Brother Gongzi!" Yanchen said slowly, waving his feather fan, looking at each other in the air.
"It's been a long time indeed, Brother Yanchen!" The Lonely Emperor smiled gently, his eyes a little unnatural. He had tried to divorce his wife in order to marry Qianchuan Xue, and this matter must have spread to the Eight Hells.
Young Master Su has never interacted with the Eight Hells. He has only met the young city lord of the Eight Hells a few times. Young Master Su nodded in return.
"What about this?" The Lonely Emperor asked, pointing at the people fighting fiercely in the void, his eyes falling on the smoke.
"Those who are not from my race must have different hearts!" Yan Chen said quietly, looking at Ye Chen with a bit of chill in his eyes: "Brother Lonely, have you ever heard of the Martial God Continent?"
"Martial God Continent!" Xianxu and others' expressions changed slightly. At this moment, they also guessed some clues.
"Martial God Continent?" The Lonely Emperor subconsciously looked at Ye Chen, Xianxu and others, then shook his head, "Never heard of it!"
"At least I've never heard of it before!" Yan Chen took a few steps forward. The hell warriors behind him also stepped forward and landed in the void.
"The abyss of life and death is about to open. Many unknown martial arts masters are emerging from it. Some warriors have no trace, as if they appeared out of thin air!" Yan Chen said lightly: "You should know this!"
"Haha, who knows. The hell we are in is just a sub-world attached to the Martial God Continent!"
"And these warriors who appeared out of thin air are from the Martial God Continent!" Yan Chen said in a somewhat lonely tone. The world that has existed for decades is just a so-called sword tomb.
The faces of the hell warriors behind Yan Chen were a little solemn. Their eyes were looking at the warriors from the Martial God Continent in the distance with a cold look.
"Sub-world?" Lonely Emperor Jian's eyebrows suddenly frowned, his eyes full of shock. The martial arts realm warrior evolved his will into a domain and evolved into a sub-world. According to Yanchen's words, this hell was just evolved by the strong men of the Martial God Continent?
"I don't know, is what I said right?" Yanchen's tone became sharp in vain, and his eyes shot across Ye Chen, Xianxu and others like real sword rays, "Speaking of another interesting thing? Loneliness
"Brother, have you ever tried to divorce your wife because of a woman? But Brother Lonely has never guessed that the woman who fascinated you is also from the Martial God Continent!" Qianchuan Xue's subversive appearance is enough to make people intoxicated, and this is also true.
I sighed secretly, compared to her, my sister from the family is indeed much worse.
"Brother Yanchen, I wonder where you heard these news?" Emperor Lonely glanced at Ye Chen and others without leaving a trace. Before entering the abyss of life and death, he and Lonely Bai had doubted these martial arts masters who appeared out of thin air.
Ordinary people, as well as those sects that they have never heard of. However, Lonely Emperor and Lonely Bei have never associated these with this issue in the sub-world.
"Brother Lonely, you also knew that our Eight Great Cities have a technique called Soul Searching! Tens of days ago, I killed several Lingwu Realm warriors!"
"It just so happens that these Lingwu Realm warriors are from the Martial God Continent. During the process of searching for souls, I also learned these inside stories! And this Blood Prison Emperor is not a person from hell, but the fifth generation moon god of the Martial God Continent."
"This time, I entered the Sword Tomb in such a hurry to tell my father and the other three city lords these inside stories!"
"It's a pity that they rushed to the fifth floor of the sword tomb dozens of days ago, but we stopped at the fourth floor!" Yan Chen sighed slightly. He tried for several days, but still failed to break the sword pillar.
Yanchen and others entered the Sword Tomb earlier than Xuanshui and others. Half a day ago, Yanchen also noticed the arrival of Xuanshui and others. What surprised him was that among these people there were warriors from the Martial God Continent.
Relying on the prestige of the young city lords of the eight major cities, Yanchen immediately summoned the hell warriors in the fourth-level sword tomb, and the warriors of the Martial God Continent were naturally isolated.
Immediately after Yanchen told the inside story to the martial arts experts in hell, the warriors in hell were shocked, and immediately felt inexplicable panic. People who are not my race must have different minds. It is for this reason that led to today's scene.
Under the leadership of Yan Chen, many hell warriors launched an offensive against the warriors of the Martial God Continent, and were bound to kill all the warriors of the Martial God Continent in the fourth level of the sword tomb.
On the Martial God Continent, the number of warriors is only a dozen, while on the Hell side, the number of warriors reaches more than 30. Only the difference in numbers can completely suppress the warriors of the Martial God Continent.
The hell warriors all had evil eyes, looking sharply at Ye Chen and others.
The faces of Shanquan and others also changed slightly, and their figures moved away from Ye Chen and others without leaving a trace.
The Lonely Emperor's eyes were a little strange, and he was silent, not saying anything.
Ye Chen had never deliberately concealed the fact that he was from the Martial God Continent, so when he was exposed, his face remained calm.
Raising his eyes slightly, Ye Chen looked straight at the people fighting fiercely in the void, and sighed slightly. Several warriors who were fighting fiercely had helped him fight against Lonely Defeat in Lonely City.
For this reason alone, Ye Chen would not let these warriors perish here.
The autumn wind blows, and Ye Chen takes a step forward...