The phantom of the green dragon, the phantom of the white tiger, the phantom of the Vermilion Bird, the phantom of the Xuanwu.

Four huge phantoms lay across the entire void, and an incomparably terrifying aura permeated the air.

The will rolled upside down, and its terrifying energy was like a flood, surging around it.

Ye Chen came with a sword, his expression was calm and not wavering, and he looked at the four roaring phantoms indifferently.

Under the gloomy void, the mark at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows gradually filled with a cluster of silver light.

The silver light flowed, and three moongod wills exploded on him one after another, rolling upside down, suppressing the surrounding void.

A spatial ripple stirred up, and when Ye Chen's figure stepped on the center, the four phantoms roared in the sky again, and the terrifying energy rolled back, directly tearing apart the void around Ye Chen.

The void turbulence surges, and its roar echoes over it.

True Qi protected his eardrums, and Xianxu's expression was a little solemn, as the guardian of the Jade Emperor Palace, he had also heard of the terrifying Sword Formation of the Protector Sect.

It's just that the Sword God Gate's Protector Sword Array has lost the maintenance of the strong, and its power has been greatly reduced.

However, Immortal Void was able to perceive the will contained in this stone pillar, and with these four wills to operate the sword array, its power would inevitably be extraordinary.

"Noise!" The surging energy surged wildly, and at the moment when it was about to submerge Ye Chen's figure, Ye Chen drank coldly in vain, and his sword fingers fell lightly in the void.

Heaven and earth trembled in vain, and the surging energy stopped strangely, even the void turbulence.

The void fell silent, and the four huge phantoms stopped roaring, but the will was like a volcano bursting out, unsuppressable.

"The will of the four ancient clans, how can they be controlled by you!" Ye Chen said lightly, his gaze falling on the palace below like a real sword.

The five fingers stretched out, and three streams of the moon god's will flowed on it, and there was even a flash of thunder.

Ye Chen's expression was cold, his left palm slammed down, the terrifying energy around him retreated, and at the same time, the three Moon God wills fell on the palace like a big mountain.

The palace shook, and the mournful sound of its sword echoed through it.

The four phantoms roared again in the sky, and the four inverted wills suddenly became extremely docile, and finally merged into the stone pillars, and the four phantoms also turned into heaven and earth aura and dispersed.

The coercion in the void is also gone, this strange tomb makes the lonely emperor and others full of stunned, and this sword array is broken like this?

"How is this possible?" Shanquan whispered, his eyes full of disbelief, even if the city master dealt with this sword formation, it would take some time, but this Blood Prison Emperor broke it with a single move.

Whether Shanquan and the others believe it or not, this scene in front of them is enough to confirm everything!

Thunder was permeating the soles of his feet, Ye Chen held his sword, and looked down with a solemn expression, the dilapidated palace shook in vain, and the rubble rolled down, stirring up dust.

Bang bang! A crack appeared at the top of the palace in vain, and then it shattered, and the mountains and rocks flew and fell in all directions.

Several fierce sword qi rushed into the sky, tearing apart the space and shooting straight at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen grabbed towards the void in vain, ignoring the fierce sword qi, its thunder was caught, and it swung down with a bang, tearing apart the sword qi that shot out.

At the same time, Ye Chen snorted coldly and took a step, this step made the heavens and the earth lose their color in vain!

"The will of the four ancient clans, you can't control it!" True qi gushed out in Ye Chen's body, blending into the surrounding void, and his three moon god wills covered the stone pillar, and several roars sounded again.

Four huge phantoms emerged above the stone pillar, and they were the phantoms of the four ancient clans before.

Controlling the sword array here, Ye Chen used the will in the stone pillar to integrate into his own momentum, and slapped his palm downward, suppressing the sword maker in the palace to death.

"He's in control of the sword array!" the Lonely Emperor's eyes also flashed with shock.

The Qilin Sword was raised, and its thunder condensed on it, spreading out, forming a thunder giant sword hundreds of zhang long.

"Retreat!" As Ye Chen's words fell, his thunder giant sword turned into a streamer of light and fell downward, submerging into his palace.

The people around the palace immediately retreated, and at the same time, the entire ground shook violently in vain, and in the palace, a pillar of swords stood.

The thunder giant sword shrouded the sword pillar, and when the thunder dissipated, the sword pillar shattered, and the rubble flew and fell into the palace, bang!

"Four Spirit Sword Formation! Seal!" Collecting the sword, Ye Chen's figure retreated towards the original path, and at the same time, his left hand slapped down in the void, and the phantoms of the four ancient clans who were roaring rolled upside down and flew over the palace.

The four wills condensed into a heavenly net, enveloping the palace deadly.

No matter how terrifying the will of those sword makers is, they have never torn this heavenly net apart.

It had only been a few dozen breaths so far, but Ye Chen easily destroyed the sword pillar. At this moment, not only the eyes of the Lonely Emperor and the others were a little weird, but even the Life and Death Jiaolong was the same, muttering: "Obediently, this sword pillar can still be destroyed like this!"

A terrible roar echoed through the palace, but its sword-bearer could not escape.

Turning around, Ye Chen landed on the edge of the palace, standing on it, and under the stunned gaze of Gongzi Su and others, Ye Chen walked towards the palace with his sword.

"Emperor!" Gongzi Su said softly, if it wasn't for trapping those who were swordsmen, why did the emperor still step into the palace.

Ye Chen's figure stopped, and then he chuckled: "Just wait here for a while, I'll go in!"

After speaking, Ye Chen walked towards the palace without looking back, his footsteps became louder and louder, and the four sword corpses followed closely behind.

Xianxu and the others were still standing in place, just looking solemnly at the dissipated figures.

"Who the hell is he, he knows the details of the Sword Tomb, his strength is even more terrifying, and his means are even more amazing!" he whispered, this Blood Hell Emperor was becoming more and more mysterious.

Hearing this, the Lonely Emperor nodded, and his eyes subconsciously looked to both sides, not only this Blood Prison Emperor was mysterious, but these people were also extremely mysterious.

The steps were a little damaged, Ye Chen stepped on it, the Qilin Sword drooped, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, Ye Chen dragged the Qilin Sword, and walked forward step by step, he could detect the several strong breaths in the palace: "Five inscribed swordsmen comparable to the Martial Dao Realm!"

Where the Qilin Sword slashed, a striking sword mark emerged on the stone path.

The slender figure of the five paths gradually disappeared at the end of the stone path, and was finally swallowed up by the darkness.

Stepping on the end of the stone path, what you see is a scarlet pool of blood, some fallen stones are swallowed by the pool of blood, several figures stand on the stones in a daze, and the mournful sound of the sword echoes around.

The tip of the sword slashed across the stone path, and its sound filled the palace.

The arrival of Ye Chen and the others immediately attracted the attention of the five sword masters, the terrible sword groan stopped, and the five long rainbows came straight towards Ye Chen, coming in an instant.

Five dazzling sword lights jumped into Ye Chen's eyes, and the falling Qilin Sword provoked, Ye Chen's sword blocked these five sword lights, Zheng Zheng!

The explosion of the metal clash rushed into the sky, and the strength exploded, Ye Chen's body trembled slightly, and he retreated a few steps backwards, if he had to face a sword maker alone, Ye Chen could completely suppress it, even if he faced two sword masters, he was still at ease.

However, facing the attack of the five swordsmen at the same time, he had to admit that this was not something he could resist now.

The figure of the sword man followed closely behind Ye Chen, and the sword light surged, like a poisonous snake, unable to get rid of it.

With a calm expression, Ye Chen was not afraid of the sword light that shot out, and retreated unhurriedly, and at the same time, the humane forbidden divine power was activated again, and the coercion of heaven and earth condensed out.

The five dazzling sword lights stagnated in vain, and then, the figure of the hungry ghost Dao swept out, and its fist full of will fell directly on it, destroying the five sword lights.

"With such pain, it's better to be buried in the ground for a long time!" Ye Chen muttered, his body stopped, slightly silent, holding his sword, and met two of the inscription swordsmen, and the remaining three inscription swordsmen, Ye Chen directly handed them over to Tiandao and the others to deal with.

Losing his sanity, although the sword maker knows the sword style and the will of martial arts, he doesn't know how to use his supernatural powers, and he will only collide with the most savage.

The collision of wills and wills, what Ye Chen was most afraid of was this kind of barbaric collision.

For a moment, several wills collided in the palace, and the wind that rolled out of it set off waves of blood, and the pungent smell of blood lingered around the tip of the nose.

Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and he also did not use his magical powers, just the most savage collision.

The sword qi is flying, the blood is flying, the white clothes are like snow, there is not a trace of blood, Ye Chen is at ease, wandering in the offensive of the two sword masters.

The aura of the two swordsmen became weaker and weaker, and finally completely dissipated, and the corpses fell directly into the pool of blood.

After eliminating the two inscription swordsmen, Ye Chen turned around and went straight to the other inscription swordsmen, leaving traces on the swords, uniting the four sword corpses, and the other three inscription swordsmen only lasted for a moment, and they also fell.

The blood waves were churning in the blood pool, and the terrifying will converged in the Moon God Mark like a tide, Ye Chen put away his sword, looking at the blood pool that had fallen into dead silence in vain, there was a faint trace of expectation in his eyes, "What a thick bloody aura!"

With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen's mind condensed, blended into the surrounding void, and once again manipulated the killing rules, the rules flowed like water, and endless murderous aura appeared in vain above the blood pool.

The murderous aura condensed into rain and drifted away.

Ye Chen's heart moved slightly, and the phantom of the killing body appeared around him, bathed in the blood-colored rain, frantically absorbing the murderous aura of the palace.

Its illusory shadow gradually condensed, and after a moment, the body of the killing body changed, first the feet, and then the materialization, which approached upward at a slow speed.

"When the Killing Body is completely materialized, then this Killing Divine Power will become!" Ye Chen muttered, he was extremely expectant of this Killing Body, perhaps this was also his strongest Divine Power, even stronger than the Divine Power Heavenly Tribulation