The yellow mist in front of me began to dissipate, and it was clearly the formation here that was affected.

What inspired Chen Jian and Ye Jue even more was that they could clearly feel that a strong will came here.

Through the magic circle and the numerous rocks, you can still feel the vast power in it.

That magnificent aura is not something that the Jindan stage cultivator can possess. It must be that the ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage has arrived here, and the level of cultivation is not low.

The senior federal officials finally arrived in time.

The tomb of Fentianke was already full of evil spirits at this time, but there was still room for recovery.

Chen Jian felt the pressure around his body was getting less and less due to the fog, so he moved his limbs: "Fortunately, I still have the chance to jump around for a few times."

"Come on, as I said before, I will help you shake the flag and shout." Ye Jue said in a lack of interest.

"Senior Sister Huang Zhaoxi and the others don't know what's going on. If you work hard with me, you can also strive to make them safer, right?" Chen Jian said: "Don't you still owe your senior sister favors? Just stand by and watch. If Senior Sister Huang dies, how can you feel sad?"

"Stop coming. Just now, the communication of the voice transmitter is much better immediately. I received her voice transmission and she is fine." Ye Jue shook his head and said.

"Sure enough, people care about you very much, and you care about them very much." Chen Jian said: "It seems that you really have a leg up."

Ye Jue rolled his eyes: "You are always thinking about going to the next three ways, it's really helpless."

"Compared to hard work, you should learn to be honest first." Chen Jian said, trying to look out the gradually thinning clouds.

The yellow mist will not dissipate, and in the hazy, the shadow of a tall tower can be vaguely seen.

The style of the tall tower in front of me is similar to the pagoda where Wen Peng hid in Zizhen just now, but the scale is much larger.

A figure stood on the top of the tower, concentrating on doing things.

And beside him, several people were floating in the air.

Feeling the powerful foreign invasion, the few people standing hanging in the air rose up and formed a line of defense.

Chen Jian and Ye Jue looked up, and above the magic circle, there was a dazzling sunlight shaking.

It is precisely because of these sunlight that the thick fog generated by the magic array gradually dissipates.

It should have been underground without seeing the sun, but at this moment everyone seemed to return to the ground and looked up, and the sun was hanging high.

"It's Senior Dongjun that has arrived." Ye Jue said after taking a look.

Chen Jian nodded.

The "Dongjun" here is the honorary name, which in ancient times meant to refer to the sun.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor, who was named the Sun, was a senior figure in the southwest of Bashu. He personally came down into the earth veins. As expected, it was like the sun descending to the ground, illuminating the underground world.

The powerful force is everywhere, directly crushing the formation here.

However, the few figures guarding the formation took the initiative to approach Dongjun at this time and blocked Dongjun's footsteps.

When they stood quietly in the air before, they could not see any specialness.

However, as soon as you take action, everyone was earth-shaking.

Anyone is more powerful than the sword cultivator Wen Peng.

At this moment, the movements caused by this local area seemed to be even more intense than the abnormal movement of the earth's veins.

However, they are stronger, Dongjun is even stronger.

The glorious sun is everywhere, and the violent light and heat engulf everything.

The attacks of many opponents, whether they are spells, martial arts, or flying swords, talismans, and spears, were all absorbed and swallowed by the terrifying sun.

The sun is still silent and continues to decline.

The fierce collision between the two sides did not cause great damage. Instead, due to the arrival of the sun, even the earthquake here calmed down a lot.

Thanks to this, Chen Jian and the others were able to keep their safety at the edge of the formation, and even watched the scene of the high-level powerful man taking action.

The burning sun slowly descended, neither anxious nor impatient, but the momentum was terrifying and seemed unstoppable.

Those who blocked him began to collapse after contact with the sun.

The one who rushed in front was silently swallowed by endless sunlight and disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when he was destroyed by the sun, a few faint black aura emerged from his body.

However, the black gas was quickly burned in the sun.

Chen Jian narrowed his eyes and watched the scene.

Ye Jue, who was originally indifferent to interest, also exclaimed in surprise.

Both of their attention was on the remaining few people who blocked the sun.

Then I saw black air gushing out from the sunlight.

Dongjun was unstoppable, but these people had no intention of retreating at all. They did not hesitate to use their flesh and blood to meet them, even if they were just to fight for a short moment.

All of this is just to buy time for the man casting spells on the tower.

"There is no wavering loyalty, and it is not afraid of death..." Chen Jian narrowed his eyes and said with some uncertainty: "...but maybe it is because they were already dead?"

Ye Jue's rare expression was solemn, his eyes were bright and bright: "...Narcissus spell, Huangquan returned to the summons!"

Their eyes were at the same time looking at the tower at the same time.

"He turned out to be a person who practiced the Netherworldly Dao." Chen Jian frowned.

"Yes, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes." Ye Jue's expression was serious and nodded slowly.

The so-called Netherworld Tao has caused many storms in the history of the Yanhuang world. It is a demon Tao that has been strictly forbidden by all dynasties. The modern civilized society of Taoism has been severely eliminated and has focused on cracking down on it.

The traditional concept of Yanhuang people emphasizes that death is the greatest and perseverance is the end of the earth.

However, the core Taoist method of the Netherworld Dao, the Netherworld Returns to the Summon, will forcibly drag the dead back to the world and turn into a living dead puppet who will only obey the orders of the Netherworld magician.

Although the puppet has no thoughts and memories, it can retain the level of cultivation during his lifetime.

It is not agile enough when fighting, but it generates a beast-like combat instinct, so it can still exert most of its strength.

No fear, no pain, no fear of injury.

If the puppet had strong cultivation strength during his lifetime, and had the superb Netherworld power to control it, it could even resurrect this puppet many times, like a truly immortal combat machine.

"It should be said that fortunately, Senior Dongjun is here?" Ye Jue said softly as he looked at the burning black air rising from the dark puppets under the glory of the sun.

The Taoist method of the most strong and yang has a certain degree of restraint on the Taoist method of the underworld.

The Dongjun realm is extremely powerful, so he can crush it all the way.

After all, these puppets seem fragile in front of Dongjun, but there are many people with the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.

If someone else has a similar level of cultivation, even if you face many powerful opponents who are not afraid of pain and death, you will have a headache.
Chapter completed!