Ye Chen flew through the three layers of heaven and earth in the boundless mausoleum, and his powerful divine thoughts scanned the ten directions, looking for a passage to the next layer. But this world is so big that it is impossible to find the passage to the next layer in a short time.

In a swamp, Ye Chen saw the blooming immortal light, his eyes condensed slightly, and he hurried towards the place where the immortal light was transmitted, and a large number of cultivators were fighting fiercely with a group of Yin corpses.

"Disciple of Qingyun Sect!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, now those Yin corpses were actually wearing the clothes of the Qingyun Sect, obviously the disciples of the Qingyun Sect had changed after their deaths, but how could the corpses of these disciples appear in the mausoleum of the Nine Shadows Supreme?

The Qingyun Sect costume worn by the Yin corpse was very ancient, and it was difficult to identify what age it was, if it weren't for the Qingyun Sect logo on the clothes, it would be difficult to recognize it at all. After thinking about it, Ye Chen had a guess in his heart, he felt that these disciples might be those who disappeared when the sect collapsed.

100,000 years ago, the Qingyun Sect collapsed, and almost all the disciples and elders disappeared, and even their bodies could not be found later. Thinking of this, Ye Chen's previous speculations were confirmed, and the collapse of the sect back then was indeed related to the mausoleum.

The Yin corpses turned into by the disciples of those sects are very strong, and the people who fight with them are all young masters in the major forces, all of whom have the cultivation of the True Immortal Realm, but they can't fight for a long time, although they have also killed many Yin corpses, but many of those young cultivators have also fallen into the swamp, and the bright red blood stains the swamp red.

The battle between the Yin corpse and the young cultivators of the major forces was very fierce and tragic, the Yin Qi was boiling, the immortal light was blooming, and the blood was flying.

Ye Chen vaguely saw an isolated island in that battlefield, which was located in a swamp, about a mile in radius. Because they were too far apart, and there were yin qi and fairy light blocking the line of sight, they couldn't see too clearly.

Ye Chen stepped on too much and approached quickly, and finally saw the island clearly, there was a sword mound on it, and there were many ancient swords inserted in the sword mound, each ancient sword was flowing with Dao rhyme, and there were many bones lying between the ancient swords and the ancient swords, which looked very terrifying.

Those ancient swords were very peculiar, and the Dao rhyme circulating on them actually made Ye Chen feel a sense of familiarity, and under careful induction, he couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.

"This is the breath of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, but the breath is very light, the ancient sword in the sword mound should be contaminated with the murderous aura of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, could it be that someone has ever brought the Zhuxian Ancient Sword here?"

Ye Chen didn't expect that there were so many ancient swords contaminated with the murderous aura of the Immortals in the sword mound in the swamp, which was really amazing. Since the ancient sword in the current Sword Pavilion is the Killing Immortal, Ye Chen has a new understanding of the four swords of the Immortal.

For him, the Four Swords of Zhuxian are not just as simple as the four supreme killing weapons, but also involve a big secret, which is related to the legend of ancient China, and also about the secret between ancient China on the earth and ancient China here, which makes Ye Chen, who was once an earthling, very eager to figure out what is going on.

"Someone is coming again!"

"Isn't that the boy in white who first entered the mausoleum, he is still alive!"

"Hey, it seems to be a master, but if you want to get your hands on the ancient sword in the sword mound, it's to find death!"

......

The young cultivators who were fighting fiercely with the Yin Corpse saw Ye Chen stepping into the air, and a cold killing intent appeared in everyone's eyes. They fought with the Yin Corpse for half an hour, and the purpose was the ancient sword in the Lonely Island Sword Shrine, and now that they saw Ye Chen coming, they naturally didn't want to be taken advantage of by him.

"That white-clothed boy, you hurry up and get out of here, if you dare to move the ancient sword in the sword shrine, you will die an ugly death!" someone shouted at Ye Chen, the cold light burst out in his eyes, and at the same time, the attack on the yin corpses became even more violent, everyone wanted to solve these yin corpses, and then rushed to the sword shrine to get the ancient sword.

Although there were many ancient swords in the sword shrine, there were hundreds of them, and there were only more than a hundred young cultivators from the major forces, and on average, each person could get two or three swords. However, such an ancient sword can be different from ordinary Dao soldiers, its sword body has a murderous aura that makes people's hearts palpitate, and the attack power must be very terrifying, in some respects it is better than ordinary Dao soldiers, and everyone wants to get a few more.

"I want all these ancient swords, let's go. Ye Chen stepped into the air, his white clothes were like snow, his treasure body was flawless, and the dense black flew gently in the wind, he bypassed the battlefield and flew directly to the isolated island sword shrine.

At a glance at these words, more than 100 young cultivators were all furious, although they were not young kings, but they could barely be regarded as elite disciples among the major forces, their cultivation had already reached the true immortal realm, and they had strong combat power, and now they were looked down upon by a cultivator like Ye Chen, who did not listen to a single person, and the anger rushed straight to the top of their heads.

"You're so arrogant! You dare to speak outrageously without weighing your own abilities!"

"You alone dare to be arrogant in front of so many of us, are you really a young king?"

"I don't know whether to live or die, I'll kill you!"

......

The young cultivators were furious, and when even one of them rushed out of the battlefield, blocking Ye Chen's way in front of him, he looked down with a condescending attitude, and said with an indifferent smile: "We fought for the ancient sword and the Yin corpse in the sword mound, and we didn't want to waste our strength to kill you, but unfortunately you want to come to die, so we can't complain about us!"

"Boy, you're no match for me, get out of the way. Ye Chen said lightly, his heart was very calm, he just wanted to get those ancient swords, and he didn't want to kill these young cultivators, seeing the murderous face of the other party, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy to cultivate to the True Immortal Realm, the road ahead is very long, you should cherish your life." With your primordial gods, they can't withstand the murderous aura in the ancient sword for a long time, holding them will only make you step into the abyss, and some things are better to do what you can. ”

A young man made the body of the young cultivator who blocked Ye Chen's way tremble, and he almost didn't fall from the air, his face darkened, and he said angrily: "At a young age, you have to pretend to be old-fashioned, is this deliberately trying to provoke me!"

"Kid, do you think I'm provoking you?" Ye Chen waved his hand and said, "Get out of the way, don't get involved with those ancient swords, otherwise you will all die." ”

"I'm xx!" The young cultivator's face was as black as coal, and the other party obviously looked only in his twenties, but he was so angry that he burst into foul language, and raised his hand to bombard him with a palm.

Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head, stretched out his hand and flicked it at will, the vast immortal yuan power and blood qi rushed like a long river, and in an instant, the palm print of the young cultivator shattered, and the whole person flew upside down for hundreds of meters, spurting out a mouthful of thick blood with a "poof", only to feel a sharp pain in his internal organs, his body was broken, and he looked at Ye Chen with a shocked face, he couldn't believe that this was true.

Those people who were fighting fiercely with the Yin Corpse were all shocked when they saw such a picture, they really couldn't remember when such a young powerhouse appeared in Dongzhou, and he had such power with a casual flick.

"If you want to seize the ancient sword, don't say that you are not the king of the same generation, even if you are the king of the same generation, let's attack him together!" Someone shouted, and in an instant, at least a dozen people repelled the Yin corpse, and at the same time rushed out of the battlefield and attacked Ye Chen like a storm.

"Boom!!"

The sky full of immortal patterns and divine powers of light flooded the four directions, like a vast ocean churning, falling all over the sky, wanting to submerge Ye Chen.

"Buzz!"

Ye Chen stood in the air, his left hand was on his back, his right hand was slowly stretched out, and a big cracking hand was pressed out, and the big handprint instantly filled the sky, like Tianyu suppressing it, exuding an invincible aura of cracking, this breath made everyone present palpitate, and the Yuan Shen couldn't help but feel trembling.

"Boom!"

The Great Collapse Handprint was pressed down, covering a radius of hundreds of meters, all the divine powers collapsed instantly, the immortal pattern was broken, and it was impossible to resist this kind of cracking power at all, and the space covered by the Great Handprint collapsed violently, as if being shocked by Shenyue, the bodies of more than a dozen young cultivators trembled, their bodies were about to collapse, and there was an endless sound of bone cracking in their bodies, falling from the air like dumplings.

"Poof......

More than a dozen cultivators all spurted blood, fell heavily into the swamp, splashing the sky full of muddy water, they rolled in the swamp mire, let out a scream of pain, all their internal organs and bones were shattered, and their bones and tendons broke under the great collapse, and they almost died.

Ye Chen didn't use the killer, and the Great Cracker only used two percent of his strength, otherwise these people would have turned into blood mist. Now he is not the same person he was back then, tens of thousands of years of invincible years have made his mood change a lot, and he is tired of killing, and he really doesn't want to kill if he doesn't have to.

"It's such a strong means of attack, but we don't believe that you can kill him with one enemy and one hundred, otherwise the ancient sword will be taken away by him!" The cultivator who was fighting with the Yin Corpse roared angrily, and almost at the same time, he burst out with the strongest divine power, killing the remaining Yin Corpse, and then rushed to all directions, surrounding Ye Chen at once.

Hundreds of young cultivators, all of them were cultivators of the True Immortal Realm, they surrounded Ye Chen in the center, the cave heaven in everyone's body was boiling, the Great Dao Sendai was shining, dense immortal patterns appeared on the forehead, and the qi of the Dao diffused, enveloping the ten directions of heaven and earth.

"Do you really want to do it?" Ye Chen's heart couldn't help but feel a little angry, he had already shown his means, but as a result, these people still chose to do it for the sake of the ancient sword, which was clearly an act of sending them to death.

"Don't talk nonsense, the ancient sword is ours, you want to take it lightly, that's a dream!"

"More than 100 of us join forces, even if you are a young king, you have to hate it!"

......

These people were very confident, after all, Ye Chen was only alone, and they believed that joining forces would be enough to kill him.

Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh, these people were not young kings, and they didn't understand the horror of kings of the same level at all, how could they have an advantage if there were many people. The temptation of the ancient sword is indeed great, but it is also very dangerous, and the sword qi of the Zhu Immortal in it is not at all something that these people's primordial gods can bear, and taking away the ancient sword is equivalent to saving their lives.

"What nonsense to talk about him, we will join forces to kill him with the strongest supernatural powers, and killing such a person of the same generation will definitely strengthen our Dao heart, which is the best of both worlds for us!"

"Kill!"

Hundreds of cultivators made a move, the immortal dao divine power filled the sky, thousands of immortal rays bloomed, killing immortal patterns intertwined, and the ten directions of space collapsed at once, overwhelmingly killing Ye Chen.

In the face of so many people joining forces to attack, Ye Chen couldn't slack off, and didn't use Tai Xuan to avoid its edge and break it one by one, because he didn't want to waste time, he paddled the trajectory of Tai Chi with both hands, and a rotating yin and yang fish appeared under his feet.

"Hetai Chi!"

The yin and yang fish fused, a general trend of heaven and earth condensed, and the ten directions of space instantly froze, and then those cultivators felt a terrifying suction pulling their bodies towards Ye Chen, and the divine powers they played were all imprisoned, unable to wield their power.

More than a hundred cultivators involuntarily flew towards Ye Chen, and just as they were about to be pulled to Ye Chen's side by the suction, Ye Chen's hands shook lightly as they stroked Tai Chi.

"Open Tai Chi!"

The yin and yang fish split instantly, and a vast and terrifying energy instantly hit the ten directions, and all the cultivators flew out upside down like a kite with a broken line, and their bodies "poof" cracked, and blood shot out, dyeing the sky red, and after landing, it was already broken bones and tendons, and it was difficult to get up.

"You ......"

The cultivators' eyes widened, and they looked at Ye Chen, who was standing in the air like a god of war in white, and they trembled with fright, feeling that the breath of death was approaching.

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