Gao Wudi, Mantian Sect, and several other sixth-level and seventh-level martial artists all looked at the black-robed man, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Okay!" The leader of the black robe smiled and walked out with the other two.

Fengliu Jian nodded, and with Gao Wudi, Mantian Sect, and several other seventh-level martial artists, he sandwiched three black-robed men in the middle and approached the entrance of the King's Grave. Originally, Fengliu Jian thought that the three black-robed men would have some movement, but unexpectedly, the three of them went up to the entrance of the King's Grave first.

Seeing this, he shouted softly: "Go!"

After saying that, everyone entered the entrance of the King's Cemetery with three Romance Swords, several geniuses of seventh-level martial artists, and three black-robed men as the strikers, and the others followed closely behind.

"What a strong Yin Qi."

As soon as Fang entered the entrance of the cemetery, Fengliujian and others felt a powerful yin energy force, which opened the defensive power to the strongest.

Others dare not be careless and try their best to defend themselves.

Shortly after Fengliujian and others entered the King's Cemetery, Chen Hui and Lin Yi finally felt the peak. Looking at the empty mountain top and the holes that could not be seen at first glance, Lin Yi said: "It seems that they have already taken the lead in."

"Let's go in too." Li Feng said.

"Yeah." Chen Hui nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "The breath of the Dark Demon Clan, did the Dark Demon Clan enter the King's Cemetery?" Then, he shook his head and said, "Don't worry, go in first." After all, it is the King's Cemetery, and Chen Hui doesn't want to miss it.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yi noticed Chen Hui's strangeness and asked in confusion.

"It's okay, let's go in." Chen Hui shook his head and said.

After hearing this, Lin Yi stopped asking more questions. After all, they only knew Chen Hui for a day and were not familiar with each other. He was already surprised that he could agree to enter the King's Cemetery with them. If Chen Hui's displeasure was caused by some doubts, it would be unbeautiful.

Then, the three of them entered the King's Cemetery together.

In the King's Cemetery, it was pitch black, but with the spiritual sense of Fengliu Jian and others, everything within a radius of 1,000 meters was extremely clear, but the forwards were all cautious, because the shrill scream was real. What exactly existed here? Everything was unknown?

"Swish swish swish!"

Suddenly, a violent sound of wind breaking came from the front, extremely sharp.

"Be careful, everyone!"

Fengliu Jian shouted softly and used his sword moves to defend himself. Gao Wudi and Mantian Sect also used martial arts, but neither showed their true strength. They looked at the three men with unknown origins in the middle, and a trace of splendor flashed in their eyes. The other and several genius young men around seemed to understand this, and they were just defending themselves.

"It's a poisonous arrow, everyone is careful."

Soon, a black light approached and the speed was extremely fast. Fengliu Jian and his men immediately discovered that they were countless ink-black arrows, extremely sharp and had a destructive aura. No wonder the fourth-level martial artist who entered here first was killed.

Almost at the same time, Fengliu Jian and others defended themselves and looked at the three men in black robe, all smiling coldly.

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, the three men in black robe suddenly took a neat step, exposed their hands, and pushed forward suddenly. A huge black aura surged out, like a tide, submerging the endless arrows, and the crackling sound continued to explode and disappeared in an instant.

"Three good methods." Fengliujian said with a smile.

"This is just the first wave of attacks, and the attack power is also the weakest. I guess there are two waves below, so we must be careful." The black-robed leader's voice was hoarse, as if he was an old man.

Fengliujian nodded and said no more.

After walking a distance of one thousand meters, there was no danger, but Fengliujian and others did not relax their vigilance and focused on observing the front.

“Hohuh!”

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept out from the depths, and everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme. Then suddenly, they saw candles appear on both sides. This was a passage, paved with black stone slabs, with yin air flowing on it, which looked very strange and made people unable to calm down.

On both sides of the passage, there is a sunken portal every three meters, with a black shadow inside, shaking under the dim candlelight, as if there is life.

"Walk!"

The three men of Fengliujian ran in parallel.

A group of people were divided into four forces, Fengliu Jian, Gao Wudi and Mantian Sect, three black-robed men, and several foreign genius strong men did not tend to form alliances, but they were also faintly united and considered third parties. As for the fourth party, they were those weak disciples of the sect, who were closely united. After all, they were the weakest in the four parties.

“Where is a door?”

The group walked halfway through the passage, and the Fengliu Jian in front suddenly pointed his finger in front of him and said, "It seems that we have arrived in the depths of the cemetery, maybe there is the place where the King's Cemetery is buried."

"Walk!"

Several geniuses and masters are brave and brave, and they are at the forefront.

However, the three men in Fengliujian were still worried about the three men in black robe. They were worried that they would have any abnormal movements, so they leaned in with the three of them and dared not relax.

"Ahhhh!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded behind him, and men in black walked out of the sunken door and ruthlessly slaughtered everyone behind him.

"Dead corpse puppet?"

Fengliu Jian said in surprise: "Be careful, this is a dead corpse puppet."

"This tomb owner is indeed a cruel and ruthless person. He actually killed these people and refined them into corpse puppets to protect his tombs." Mantian Sect said coldly. He waved his sword and slashed the corpse puppet. With a clanging sound, he only left a sword mark on the corpse puppet. The Mantian Sect looked gloomy and shouted loudly. With a crack, the corpse puppet that was grabbed at him was split in half and turned into a wisp of black smoke.

Gao Wudi and Fengliujian slashed the dead corpse puppet in front of them, gathered together to resist.

The three men in black robe formed horns on each other, and any dead corpse puppets that approached them were killed.

The other genius youth united, and the dead corpse puppets could not get close to them.

These dead corpse puppets are made of the corpses of the local martial artists, and their strength is at most at the level of the local martial artists, so Fengliujian and others can resist it, but other young people are not so lucky and die tragically under the hands of the dead corpse puppets.

"Walk!"

The three of Fengliujian looked at each other and rushed towards the stone gate.

"We'll go, too."

Several young geniuses nodded, threw everyone down, and rushed towards the stone gate.

The three men in black robe looked at each other, making loud noises, leading their subordinates to rush out of the corpse puppet, and also rushed towards the stone gate.

"Ahhhh!"

A scream rang behind them, but some genius young men broke out of the siege, and they were the ones who had hidden their strength.

At the same time, Chen Hui, Lin Yi and Li Feng entered the King's Cemetery and appeared on the passage. Lin Yi was shocked and said, "It's a dead corpse puppet!"

"Ho huh!"

When the dead corpse puppet saw Chen Hui and the other two, they rushed over and wanted to kill them.

"Follow me." Chen Hui pulled out the Wuxu Sword, looked at the corpse puppet rushing over, and rushed into the group of corpse puppets with a calm face. Suddenly, the sword energy spread everywhere, sweeping across the corner, and the sound of cracks was endless. Lin Yi and Li Feng followed closely behind to resist the corpse puppets injured by Chen Hui.

"Three Yuan Confinement!"

Chen Hui turned his left hand into a palm, and gently patted it. The powerful imprisonment power enveloped the dead corpse puppet. His speed dropped sharply. Chen Hui and Lin Yi took this opportunity to approach the stone gate immediately. It was strange that as soon as Chen Hui and the other three entered the stone gate, the remaining dead corpse puppets stopped chasing each other, but moved numbly in the passage, like walking corpse.

Inside the stone gate, Chen Hui and the other two stopped.

Because in front of the three people, there were three identical channels, without any difference.

"The breath in the middle passage is the most vast and dangerous. Most of the dead Xuanwu masters are buried inside, while the breath on both sides is slightly weaker, so the danger should be smaller." Chen Hui looked at it and said to Lin Yi and the others.

"We brothers have limited strength, so we won't go to the middle one." Lin Yi and Li Feng looked at each other and said immediately.

"That's good. With the strength of you two, as long as you don't meet a master of the same level as the Mantian Sect, there should be nothing serious. Be careful." Chen Hui nodded and said.
Chapter completed!