The rain fell above the nine heavens, enveloping the entire void.

Four brilliant sword lights streaked through the blood mist, bringing up a sharp strong wind and a rain of blood that fell down.

The four completely different realms covered the void with a radius of hundreds of zhang, and Ye Chen stood on top of the stone path, and a wave of oppression surged towards him.

Mu Chen and the others' faces changed slightly, and the oppression that spread from the martial arts realm was still extremely terrifying.

"Immortal Fang, Immortal Departure!" Immortal Xuan stepped out of the air, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked straight at the two floating figures.

"Foreign enemy!" a cold murderous aura burst out, and Xianluo's expression was extremely cold.

Several martial arts wills rushed into the sky, sweeping across the sky like a surging current.

The roar spread out, and its originally stalemate was immediately shattered with the impact of these wills.

As the black mist surged, the figures of the two black-clothed men fell lightly backwards, and their blood rain turned into blood arrows, and dense blood arrows filled the void with a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Bloody arrows shot down, tearing through the rain curtain.

Ye Chen looked at the spilled blood arrows with a calm expression, put away the moon god peiyu, and pointed his sword finger lightly forward.

The will of the moon god swirled in Ye Chen's fingertips, endless chill flowed out, and those blood arrows that had not yet arrived were frozen in the void one after another, condensing into ice.

The cold wind rolled out, and the dense blood arrows shattered one after another, turning into ice chips.

In the midst of the ice chips, the figures of the two men in black turned into a black mist and retreated into the distance.

"Stay!" a flat voice resounded in vain through the void, and at the same time, a terrifying aura rose from the rain curtain below.

As soon as the white clothes stepped out of the air, the rain that fell around them spread out in all directions, Ye Chen held his sword, and looked at the two black-clothed people with an indifferent expression, and his cold killing intent spread out without concealing it at all, tightly locking the two black-clothed people.

"Ping Pong Dai!" In the void, the middle-aged man who was called Immortal Venerable by Immortal Void looked at Ye Chen with a somewhat complicated gaze.

"Young Fifth Generation, just leave these two to me and wait!" Another Jade Emperor Hall martial artist frowned slightly and whispered.

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head, it was not easy to find the object of training, how could he give it to others.

"Five generations of Moon God, I didn't expect you to also step into the sixth layer of the Sword Tomb!" A piercing sneer rose in the void, the black mist spread, and the figure of a man in black gradually became clear, and it was a middle-aged man with an extremely pale face.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen coldly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's a pity that now is not the time to solve you, it's a pity!"

Saying this, the middle-aged man looked at Mu Chen and the others below with a somewhat solemn gaze, dozens of martial arts realm martial artists, damn it, how could these people appear at this time.

These dozens of martial arts realm martial artists were enough to break the stalemate of the battle, so the two of the mysterious forces could only retreat.

"Is it a pity?" Ye Chen shook his head, he only had to face one of the black-clothed people, because he had already sensed a cold killing intent from the fire qilin's body.

The majestic true qi burst out of his body, and the sword in the middle-aged man's hand was provoked in vain, and his figure turned into a streamer of light and headed straight towards Ye Chen.

A cold light streaked across the void, and as soon as the cold light appeared, it disappeared into the rain of blood.

When this cold light appeared, it was impressively in front of Ye Chen's eyes. Ye Chen's eyes were like electricity, staring coldly at the sword light that appeared through the air, the sword finger was raised, and the two fingers were clamped on the tip of the sword with great accuracy, and the cloud lightly dissolved the power of this sword.

Looking at the face that was close at hand, the middle-aged man couldn't help but gasp, especially when he touched Ye Chen's gaze, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Like a swimming dragon, the heavens and the earth fell into endless darkness, and at the same time, the six sword corpses gathered behind Ye Chen in vain, forming a sword formation, and the six moon god wills rushed into the sky and gathered on Ye Chen's body.

Three Moon God wills also emerged like flowing water, and nine Moon God wills gathered on Ye Chen's body.

It was only an instant, but the Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand stabbed out, and the sword fluttered lightly, losing its bravery, like a flying dead leaf.

Endless void, endless pitch black, a trace of extremely beautiful sword light broke through the sky, and this sword light fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

In the dazzling sword light, a touch of blood red emerged, and this blood red was like the red dripping from the tip of an ink pen.

Scarlet blood seeped out of the void, tearing apart the endless darkness.

Poof! The column of blood surged, and a broken arm was thrown into the sky. The middle-aged figure retreated wildly, and with each step of retreat, the void below shattered.

Immortal Ya and Immortal Li's faces changed slightly, their eyes were like electricity, and they looked straight at the surging pillar of blood: "The sword of the fifth generation can actually hurt him?"

Rumo's long hair fell down, Ye Chen stepped out, and looked at the retreating middle-aged man with a calm expression: "Fortunately, you are the fourth, unfortunately, you have to meet those three unlucky ghosts!"

"Three unlucky ghosts?" The middle-aged man had a faint feeling of bad feeling in his heart, the moment his body retreated, the martial will surged out like a tide, and the surrounding void even appeared distorted because of this, and the flying blood rain twisted away, forming a whirlpool.

"Martial Arts Realm, I want to see if you can remain so calm once you step into my realm!" The middle-aged man's eyes became extremely cold, and the monstrous coercion surged in the void.

Ignoring this fluctuating martial arts will, Ye Chen stepped down and stepped into the martial arts realm.

Bang bang! Under the terrifying coercion of heaven and earth, it turned to ashes. The murderous aura swirled, and the killing mark faintly appeared at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Ripples spread out, and a killing body emerged from the void. Ye Chen took a step forward again, and the two figures overlapped together, the strongest state.

"Your martial arts realm can't stop my sword, at least for now!" Ye Chen whispered, now that the Fire Qilin had recovered some of his strength, he didn't have any worries, if he wanted to make a sword, it would be the strongest sword.

"Rain!" whispers echoed in the void, Ye Chen's figure turned into a virtual shadow, blended into this blood rain, and went straight to the middle-aged man, the nine wills circulating in his body were extremely powerful and unstoppable, directly tearing apart the coercion and will of heaven and earth surging around.

"Nine wills!" The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and his only remaining left arm was raised, pressing towards the void, and endless heaven and earth aura condensed out in his left palm.

And at this moment, a cold light was raised, and the rainbow suddenly appeared, and this cold light eclipsed the heavens and the earth, and fell into everyone's eyes.

This sword light that changed the color of heaven and earth dissipated in an instant, and in the midst of the wild dance in white clothes, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man in vain, and the Qilin Sword was sinking into the depths of the middle-aged man's throat, and streams of blood gushed out, staining the sword body red.

Looking at Ye Chen, who was close to this foot, the middle-aged man spoke up, but he couldn't make a sound, and the vitality quickly lost nine strands of will in his body, condensing and imprisoning him.

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of fear, and his eyes gradually dispersed.

"The ordinary martial arts realm can't stop my sword!" Ye Chen chuckled, and his Qilin Sword was withdrawn, bringing up a dazzling blood light.

At the same time, a dim soul emerged from the middle-aged man's corpse, breaking through the air and retreating.

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to the escaping soul, his face was slightly pale, the true qi in his body was almost exhausted, and this sword had exhausted all his true qi.

"I'll leave it to you next!" Ye Chen chuckled, his right hand flicked, and several mellow pills were stuffed into his mouth, and the pills turned into boiling hot streams flowing in his body.

A cluster of purple flames appeared in vain in the rain of blood, and this purple flame appeared just right and extremely timely.

A chill enveloped the middle-aged man's heart, and his soul directly collided with this purple flame, "Ah!"

The screams broke the dead silence of the void, and the heart-rending feeling overwhelmed the nerves of the middle-aged man, and his terrifying martial soul gradually turned to ash in the purple flames.

"The fire of the Qilin Origin burned all the Eight Desolations, tsk, Xiao Huo lost his body because of a foreign enemy, and now he sees a foreign enemy again, this is an enemy who sees each other, and his eyes are red!" A smile appeared on his pale face, and Ye Chen muttered to himself.

The killing mark disappeared, the nine strands of the Moon God's will dissipated like a tide, and there was no trace of aura fluctuation on Ye Chen's body.

"What is this?" Fairy Fang's heart shook suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the beating purple flames, his eyes full of disbelief.

The torrential rain of blood could not extinguish the purple flames, and in the midst of the flames, a tall figure emerged, with long red hair dancing wildly, and an arrogant and domineering aura permeating it.

"Who is this person?" Xian Li whispered, and in this tall figure county, he felt a shocking oppression, as well as a vicissitudes of life.

The only remaining man in black looked terrified, others may not know about the purple flame, but the man in black knows the Qilin Origin Fire.

Moreover, looking at the figure in front of him, a huge phantom couldn't help but appear in the mind of the man in black, the body of a unicorn.

"Use the Qilin Origin Fire, only the Qilin can, this person is the third generation of the Fire Qilin!" The black-clothed man looked solemn, the black mist surged wildly, blending into this blood rain, and his body gradually became illusory, "Damn, the fifth generation must have obtained the Qilin True Form in the Fifth Layer Sword Tomb, and the Third Generation Fire Qilin will reforge the body through the Qilin True Appearance!"

"In front of me, I still want to use illusory supernatural powers, those old guys didn't dare at the beginning, let alone you junior!" The fire qilin chuckled, his eyes were as piercing as ice, and his white slender right hand stretched out from under his sleeve robe, and the qilin origin fire circulated in his fingertips, bringing up spatial ripples. The fire unicorn took a step, and in an instant, the surrounding void turned into a sea of fire, the unicorn phantom suppressed the heavens, and a rolling black mist emerged in the sea of fire, and faintly, a figure fluttered in the black mist.

The Fire Qilin's right hand swept over the rolling black mist and landed on the figure, and a miserable scream suddenly rang out.

The Qilin Origin Fire churned, the black mist gradually dissipated, and two Venerable Shadows appeared in everyone's sight.

The fire qilin stood on top of the sea of fire, and was holding down the head of the man in black, and the fire of the qilin origin that came out of it had already wrapped the body of the man in black, and the man in black could not stop the spreading fire of the qilin origin like a torrent.

As the flames rolled, the figure of the man in black turned into ashes and dissipated in the flames, and the wind blew up, setting off a few sparks.

The Fire Qilin lightly withdrew the surrounding sea of fire and the Qilin Domain, and chuckled: "Those old guys are estimated to have fallen, and the glimpse in my heart can only be vented to these juniors!"

Compared to Ye Chen's amazing sword, the Fire Qilin's hand was even more shocking, killing a second-level martial arts powerhouse with a single move.

"Three generations of fire qilin!" Xianya and Xianli also noticed the identity of the fire qilin, their faces changed slightly, and then they held their swords and made a sword salute to the fire qilin: "I have seen three generations of fire qilin!"

Hearing this, the fire qilin turned around, and looked at Xianxu and Xianli with a somewhat complicated gaze, these two people saw Ye Chen, this kid, didn't do a sword salute, but saw me do a sword salute, this is not deliberately ignoring Ye Chen's kid.

Xianxu and Xianluo and the others also frowned, even if these two guys did not agree that the Jade Emperor Hall was led by the five generations, but the basic etiquette could not be ignored, wouldn't this embarrass the five generations?

Thinking of this, Xianxu subconsciously looked towards Ye Chen, and when he saw Ye Chen's face, Xianxu secretly relaxed. Gas, fortunately the five generations don't mind.

Immortal Ya and Xianli also noticed the faux pas, smiled awkwardly, and suddenly the two remembered something, and looked at Ye Chen with stunned eyes: "Kill the second-layer martial artist of the martial arts, when will the fifth generation have such strength!"

An extremely beautiful sword light loomed in the minds of the two of them, and the fairy tooth sighed slightly, and had to admit that the five generations had become stronger, so strong that they could not be ignored.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, ignoring the gaze of the Immortal Tooth and the others, but looked at the Fire Qilin: "Wasted two martial arts souls!"

Hearing this, the fire qilin also smiled, and wisps of vitality emerged in the rain, gathered in the palm of his hand, and finally merged into his body.

"I wonder how long it has been since the two of you stepped into this dead city?" Turning around, Ye Chen's eyes stared at the sparse sword tower in front of him, with his back to the Immortal Tooth and the Immortal Departure.

The two of them were still immersed in Ye Chen's peerless sword, but Ye Chen's voice pulled their minds back to reality from the sword light.

"I stepped into this dead city a few months ago!" Saying this, Xianya's face became extremely solemn in vain: "This dead city is full of endless killing opportunities, and if you are not careful, you will step into the point of no return!"

"Except for the two who stepped into the sixth layer of the Sword Tomb a few months ago, where did the others go?" Ye Chen said lightly, and the sound of sword groans echoed out of the Qilin Ring. The vibration of the moon god Peiyu is always there.

"Most of the people should have left this dead city and left the Sword Tomb!" Fairy Fang raised his right hand, tore through the falling rain curtain, pointed to the endless sky, and said, "Every seven days, an illusory gate will appear in the sky above this dead city! According to the four major cities, you can leave the Sword Tomb through that illusory gate." In the past few months, quite a few warriors have left the Sword Tomb through the gate of the Sword Tomb!"

Ye Chen followed the direction pointed by the immortal fang, and what entered the goal was the endless two qi of life and death, the blood rained one after another, and the two qi of life and death spread, "Who else has left the Sword Tomb?"