Weapon Master Chapter 1542: Jiuzhong Hall

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Chapter 1542 Nine Palaces

The more you move forward, the more ugly the faces of Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou.

Tang Huan also trembled slightly. On this stairway alone, there were probably ten thousand monks who died, and only a hundred cactus-like creatures died.

In a short while, the three of them had crossed the last step and stood in front of the Pang Shuo building.

The front of the temple is a hall with an open door, and on the plaque hanging above, the four characters "Yuanshi Killing Realm", the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, show the killing intent, and at a glance, it makes people tremble. , As if every character contained an endless sea of ​​corpses and blood, monstrous evil spirits.

At this time, Tang Huan suddenly realized that this "Yuanshi Immortal Relic" did not exist in the ancient sect, but should be a place of trial. After crossing the other eight passages, they will definitely encounter similar dangers. It is estimated that there are corpses everywhere along the way.

"Swish—"

After a short pause, the three of them continued to speed forward, and in an instant, they had already passed through the gate of the palace.

There is no shortcut at all in this place, you can only move forward along the passage.

If you want to fly in the air to avoid the danger from the ground, the possibility of success is almost zero, because the sky above about five meters is filled with immense pressure, and it is impossible for the Tianjun monk to break through that layer of pressure. , And at such a height, there is no sexual safety at all.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many people to die on the stairway.

"Hey!"

The sound of cold air screamed. Just after passing through the hall door, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou stopped, there was a shock in the eyebrows.

The space behind the gate of the temple is extremely wide, with lengths and widths of approximately several kilometers.

However, this space is still covered with corpses. Although slightly less than the stairway outside, there are still thousands of people. The death is also quite miserable. However, it is not the cactus on the stairway that kills them, but a ball shaped like a ball. plant.

"Only this way, more than 10,000 people died."

After a moment of silence, Gu Caiwei couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although she and Tang Manrou were dissatisfied with the monks who were vying to enter the "Yuanshi Immortal Remains", they couldn't bear to see a large number of them corpses here.

At the end of this palace space, there is an arch.

Behind the arch, there should be another hall space. There are dead bodies everywhere, and the hall space inside is probably not much better.

It turns out that her guess was correct at all.

When the three of people entered the second hall space, they were indeed full of corpses, but the killers of these monks had been replaced by another species of vegetation.

The third hall space, the fourth hall space...

It's all true.

The more you move forward, the closer the time for the death of the monks in the hall space, and the shouting from the front becomes clearer and clearer.

Unconsciously, the three of them have entered the eighth hall space.

"Two sisters, get ready."

Tang Huan suddenly drank in a low voice.

In the space of the ninth hall in the front, fierce battle seems to be taking place. Therefore, at the moment when the voice fell, Tang Huan also called out the "Pure Sun God Sword" from the Dantian, agitated trembling sound In the middle, the horrible sword intent surged out, filling the entire space in an instant.

Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou are also running Tianyuan, urging the Dao weapon in their hands, the giant sword and the long knife, shining brightly, and the majestic energy is rolling out.

The next moment, the three of them passed through the arches deep in the hall almost at the same time, even though they had entered the ninth hall space.

"Boom!"

The loud noise exploded in the ears, and Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou looked reflexively and saw a green rattan hundreds of meters long like a snake in the central area of ​​the hall space. Dancing like crazy, on the cane, countless branches and vines are spreading their teeth and claws.

Around the cane, thousands of monks are desperately launching an offensive.

The roaring sound came after another, and the bright and colorful light from the Taoist tools illuminated the hall like a dream. However, the fierce energy that continued to raging and the corpse lying on the ground, But all the time, it no longer highlights the danger of this area.

The battle between the two sides has obviously gone on for a long time.

Outside the battle circle, there are not only the corpses of the monks, but also a large number of wounded or exhausted monks. At this moment, they are sitting on the ground, racing against time to heal or restore Tianyuan.

The appearance of Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei, and Tang Manrou attracted the attention of many monks.

But at this time, everyone was completely unaware of surprises, their eyes flashed, and their attention returned to the long green cane.

"Bang! Bang..."

The wisteria twisted, the branches twitched, and the few heavenly monarchs who could not dodge vomited blood and flew upside down with weapons. They were already seriously injured. But almost for a moment, the jinmang that countless weapons returned fell down, leaving many wounds on the cane.

"Two elder sisters, let's go together too, be careful."

The three rushed over immediately.

"Shit!"

At a distance of tens of meters from the green cane, Tang Huan’s "Pure Sun God Sword" was split out, and the mighty Tian Yuan poured into the sword body, instantly turning into a huge sword light. The gap between the monks shuttled past, sweeping forward like a horse, seeming to be able to cut the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

Almost at the same moment, the terrifying sword intent also surging out with the white sword light, seeming to have turned into substance.

The thousands of cultivators around were startled when they noticed this heart-palpitating sword intent, and in a hurry, their eyes fell on Tang Huan.

"It's him!"

"Guying!"

"He is here too!"

"..."

Screams repeated.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, the white sword light poured on the green cane, and a crack as deep as a foot was exposed, and the viscous green liquid shot out from the crack. A weird sound rang out from the cane, and then the cane violently twisted.

"Good!"

The cheers rang out, and the monks around were energetic, with surprises in their eyes.

They have been besieging this cane for a long time, but even if the Tianjun at the sixth-rank pinnacle tried their best, they could only leave a few inches deep on the cane. In comparison, Tang Huan's offensive could play a role that far surpassed every one of them.

Tang Huan frowned slightly.

With the continuous twisting of the cane, the wound is healing at an astonishing speed. It is estimated that at most a few breaths will be able to recover. Not only the scars he cut out with the sword light, but the scars left by other monks on the cane are also quickly disappearing.