Chapter 489: : Into Devil's Ridge

The fat shopkeeper touched the jealous knife, as if a man was touching his lover, with an indifferent appearance, looked up at Qian Xuekun and the others, humming in his wide mouth.
Immediately afterwards, a horrible breath of power radiated from the Ring Life Knife.
Qian Xuekun's four people all changed in disguise and said, "No, it's a heavenly soldier, retreat!"
Heaven-level magical soldiers, ranking first among the fourth-class magical soldiers, are undoubtedly powerful and invaluable. Four people like Qian Xuekun have the later cultivation base of the spiritual world, and they cannot own a heaven-level magical soldier;
Such divine weapons usually only appear in the hands of Heaven-Through Realm experts.
This was also the reason why Wu Lengchan was so painful to refine a set of Heavenly God Weapon for Lu Chen.
It was the first time Lu Chen saw a heavenly soldier, felt the terrifying power of the sword, and showed shock and horror in his eyes.
At this moment, the fat shopkeeper held the swordsman in both hands, suddenly shouted, and slashed the Jisheng knife at the four Qian Xuekun.
"Boom!"
This knife was incomparably brave and surpassed the strength of the fat shopkeeper himself. The entire hotel was torn apart under the sharp sword air, and there was only a deep knife mark in the hall.
The fat shopkeeper rushed forward and let out a long whistle: "Go."
Although he was fat, he was not slow at all, and he rushed out of the town quickly.
"Let's chase this person, and you will behead the remaining evils of the other Underworld Palace!"
Qian Xuekun, Xiao Yangzhen, Song Deyuan, and Fang Runcheng glanced at each other, gave an order to Han Ion and the others, and then hurried to catch up.
That fat treasurer is the deputy palace owner of the Underworld Palace, and his status must be high. Once he is allowed to escape, the Underworld Palace will definitely escape ahead of time. In this way, the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Confucian Academy, and the Leiyin Temple encircle the underworld. The magic palace thing failed.
Han Ion, Wu Chen, and the two guardians of the Confucian Academy understood this truth, so they immediately led their disciples to besieged and killed other Underworld warriors.
The cultivation bases of these people are not high, and there are only three in the Xuantian realm. The other Wuji martial artists are even weaker. It almost ends up sideways. Each body falls in the dilapidated hotel, stained with blood. Red dust.
"Kill out!"
In the end, only three Xuantian realm martial artists were left. They wanted to rush out, but they were surrounded by Han Ion and others.
"Do not--!"
They all showed desperate expressions, shouting loudly, blushing with thick necks, and rushing out desperately, wanting to live.
"kill!"
The four guardians of Han Ion were in front and shot out the land-level magical soldiers. The sword light flickered, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the shadows of the palms and legs fell all over the sky, instantly drowning them, puff puff puff, and a stream of blood poured out.
The light of the sword dissipated, the sword energy split, the palm prints and the shadows of the legs scattered, and a spot of meat wrapped in blood appeared in front of everyone. The scene made several women in Yue Lingxin frown;
However, most of the male disciples looked as usual. They are geniuses and can cultivate to this level. Such scenes have become commonplace.
"call!"
With a wave of Han ion's embroidered robe, a ball of flame flew out and fell on the corpses, burning them to ashes.
"Professor Han, Elder Qian and the others are going to chase the Deputy Palace Master of the Underworld Demon Palace, what shall we do now?" Han Bai asked.
Han Ion sank slightly, just about to speak, when he heard Yue Lingxin say: "Elder Qian and they are back."
When everyone saw it, it was true that Qian Xuekun and the four returned from outside the town, their expressions very gloomy.
Lu Chen frowned slightly, it seemed that they could not catch up with the fat treasurer and let him escape.
Sure enough, Qian Xuekun said, "The man escaped."
"what?"
Everyone's complexion changed. Wu Chen said, "Elder Qian, that person may immediately escape back to the Underworld Palace. The Underworld Palace knows that we have come to destroy them, and I am afraid that he will immediately run away."
"Yes."
Everyone nodded.
Lu Chen frowned slightly, which was also his concern.
Qian Xuekun looked at each other and exchanged glances. Song Deyuan said: "The four of us exchanged opinions and decided to go to Devil Ridge immediately, and destroy them all in Devil Ridge while the remnants of the Underworld Palace have not yet escaped. ."
"What about Leiyin Temple? Are we not waiting for them?" Wu Chen frowned and asked.
"No longer, we each send two disciples here to wait for the people from Leiyin Temple to come, and then let them come to Devil Ridge to join us." Fang Runcheng said decisively. The remnants fled, threatening the Zhongzhou cultivation world. ’
"Okay, that's it."
Both Qian Xuekun and Xiao Yangzhen had no objection, and immediately let an Inner Sect disciple and a Confucian Academy Inner Sect disciple stay here to wait for the people of Leiyin Temple, and then immediately led the others to the Devil Ridge. Advance.
At this time, it was late in the night, the moon under the sky was dim and the clouds were also pitch black, making the world under the night sky exceptionally dark.
The cold wind blew, and everyone rushing in the air felt a slight chill.
"Squeak." Lingbao Mouse didn't like this environment very much. He hid from his shoulders into Lu Chen's arms. After a while, there was a cry of sleep, making Lu Chen dumbfounded.
"There are still two hundred miles away from Devil's Ridge, everyone sooner."
Song Deyuan and Qian Xuekun rushed forward, urging other disciples continuously.
The disciples of the two factions, whether it is the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect headed by Han Bai, or the disciple of the Confucian Academy headed by Mu Xinchen, are all mobilizing the spiritual power in the body, displaying almost twice the speed of normal.
A stick of incense time passed;
Under the dark cloud, a majestic, grand, dark mountain appeared in front of everyone.
Devil's Ridge is here.
This ridge is three hundred miles in radius, and there are many ancient trees in the mountains, rugged mountains, many thorns, and among the whirling shadows of trees, the roar of wild beasts and the whimper of unknown beasts are heard from time to time to this devil ridge. Added horror.
As if this is really a ghost mountain, there are countless lonely ghosts living in it.
Everyone gathered the sight of this mountain into their eyes, frowning.
"Cheng Jiao, you found the Underworld Palace, and you will lead the way next." Song Deyuan said suddenly.
"Yes." I saw a tall young man with big eyes and thick eyebrows coming out, without looking back at everyone, and taking the lead to lead the way for everyone, pointing his finger to Devil Ridge and said, "Elder Song, that Devil Ridge. The entrance is on the mountainside. ’
Soon, everyone went to the west of Devil Ridge;
There is less vegetation here, but thorns are everywhere, filling the entire hillside.
Cheng Jiao looked at the mountains and thorns, and after looking up and down, left and right, he frowned slightly and said: "The disciple remembers that the disciple of the Underworld Palace disappeared here, but I don't know why I didn't see the entrance?"
"Maybe the formation is set up here for the old man to come."
Song Deyuan stepped forward, waved his long sleeves, and an upright force rushed straight out of the body. The square space shook the cliff, and the thorns melted down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What is that?" a disciple exclaimed.
Looking at Lu Chen and the others, they saw that the entire cliff shone with aura, all in black, giving people a feeling of cold light, the cold breath permeated, as if poison was in it.
"Sure enough, it is the formation. It seems that this is the entrance of the Underworld Palace."
Song Deyuan nodded slightly, and said to Fang Runcheng behind him: "Elder Fang, you are good at formation, so you can break the formation."
"it is good!"
Fang Runcheng didn't say much. He stepped forward, looking from the bottom up to the black aura on the cliff, and said: "Earth-level intermediate formation, it seems that there is a master of formation in this Underworld Palace, but it still stops. Not the old man."
"That's good!"
Song Deyuan, Qian Xuekun, and Xiao Yangzhen breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they were not good at formation, so the hope of breaking the formation could only fall on Fang Runcheng.
Everyone curiously watched Fang Runcheng crack the formation, and Lu Chen was no exception.
He is proficient in alchemy, but not good at arranging formations, so he is also very curious about the way of this formation.
Seeing Fang Runcheng strangled his hands, his ten fingers unexpectedly glowed with fiery red beams, flying out like a dagger, sinking into the cliff, connecting with the black light, and suddenly making a crackling sound, and the entire cliff seemed to be shrouded in one. In the power grid.
Everyone took a breath when they saw it. Qian Xuekun and the three were also dignified, but Fang Runcheng was very calm, and his hands suddenly moved, like two oars, suddenly blossoming brilliance flew out like a kind The mysterious rune submerged in the black light.
"It's the formation pattern? It seems that Elder Fang has advanced a level in the cultivation of the formation method." Song Deyuan admired.
Qian Xuekun and Xiao Yangzhen also showed smiles and ordered Han Bai and others to prepare.
Lu Chen also propped up the defensive cover, but still watched Fang Runcheng break the formation, very curious about the gleaming pattern.
"Boom bang bang..." At this moment, the entire cliff was under the pattern, and suddenly there was a dense burst of sound, and then the black light was dissipating at a rapid speed.
Immediately afterwards, two black caves measuring half a meter in size appeared in front of everyone.
"Shoo!"
Almost in an instant, a series of howling sounds rang out, and it turned out that a dense number of crossbow arrows shot out from the black cave.
"Small bugs."
Qian Xuekun snorted, waved his big sleeve, and directly pressed his right palm out, and a palm print was formed, which was as large as a mu, completely enveloped the sky full of crossbow arrows, all annihilated, and fell into two black caves. Come up with a rumbling sound.
"Ah!"
After that, a dozen screams came out from inside, and someone screamed: "Quickly, go and report to the palace master that the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Confucian Academy have been killed.
Strangely, the sound came from the black cave on the right, but the black cave on the left was deadly silent.
"go."
The gentle color on Qian Xuekun's face was gone, showing a cold color, wrapped in a ball of brilliance, and he entered the black cave on the right.
Xiao Yang really led Han Bai and others behind.
Lu Chen glanced at the silent black cave on the left and frowned slightly, "Elder Wu, is this also the entrance to the Underworld Palace?"
"They only send someone to guard here. I think this is the real entrance." Wu Chen said, seeing Lu Chen's expression a little dignified, so he smiled and said with relief, "Junior Brother Lu, don't worry, Qian Xuekun The four elders are here, there will be no problem, not to mention the people of Leiyin Temple should be coming soon. ’
Lu Chen felt relieved when he heard the words, but his frowning brows did not disappear;
He always feels a little weird, but he doesn't know where to say it.
Maybe it's because I thought about it a lot.
Lu Chen comforted himself so in his heart.
"Swish!"
Soon, everyone filed in and entered the depths of the black cave, chasing all the way to the disciple of the fleeing Underworld Palace.
The black cave that originally shone with light suddenly fell silent;
After about ten breathing times passed, a strip of blood suddenly appeared outside the black cave. There was no sign, and it appeared very strange, as if there was the power of the devil to draw here in the dark.
In an instant, the strips of blood filled the black cave on the right, like a blood web, and then, the chaotic rocks at the foot of the mountain flew up on their own, blocking the black cave with no gaps. There was never a stone cave here.
Only one black cave remained in the entire cliff.