Chapter 1542: Nine Palace

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Chapter 1542 Nine Heavy Halls
The more forward, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou's faces became ugly.
Tang Huan was also trembling. Just on this stairway, there are probably ten thousand dead monks, and only one hundred cacti-like creatures have died.
After a while, the three had crossed the last step and stood in front of the huge building.
In the front is a temple, with the door open, and the plaque hanging above, the four characters "Yuanshi Killing the Territory" are flying and dancing, and the killer is exposed. At first glance, it makes people tremble forever, as if every Among the characters, there are endless corpses, blood, and sky.
At this time, Tang Huan suddenly came to understand that this "Yuanshixian Yi" was not a ancestral gate in ancient times, but should be a place of trial. After crossing the other eight passages, they will also encounter similar vicious dangers. It is estimated that there are corpses on the way.
"Uh-"
With only a short pause, the three continued to speed forward, and they passed through the gate of the palace in an instant.
This place has no shortcuts at all and can only follow the passage.
If you want to avoid the danger from the ground by flying in the air, the success may be almost zero, because the sky above five meters is full of immense pressure. Brother Tianjun, it is impossible to break the blockade of that layer of pressure, and so Point height, no sexual safety at all.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to die so many people on that step.
"Oh!"
The chilling sound of chirping sounded, and just passed through the door of the palace, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou stopped, and there was a shock in the eyebrows.
The space behind the hall door is extremely wide, each several kilometers long and wide.
However, this space was still covered with corpses. Although it is slightly less than the stepped road outside, there are still thousands of people, and the death is also quite miserable, but the killer is not the kind of cactus on the stepped road, but a ball-shaped plant.
"It was only that way that killed more than 10,000 people."
For a moment of silence, Gu Caiwei couldn't help sighing quietly.
Although she and Tang Manrou were dissatisfied with the monks who were scrambling to enter the "Yuanshixian Legacy", they could not bear to see them swarming here.
At the end of this temple space, there is an arch.
Behind the arch, there should be another heavy hall space, where dead bodies are everywhere, and the heavy hall space inside is probably not much better.
It turned out that her guess was correct.
When the three entered the second palace space, it was indeed a corpse on the ground. However, the monks who killed these monks had been replaced by another kind of vegetation.
The third palace space, the fourth palace space ...
This is true.
The further forward, the closer the monks died in the temple space, and the sound of whistling and drinking from the front became clearer.
Unconsciously, the three have entered the eighth heavy palace space.
"Two sisters, get ready."
Tang Huan groaned and drank.
In the space of the ninth heavy hall ahead, fierce fighting seemed to be taking place. Therefore, almost at the moment when the voice fell, Tang Huan also summoned the "Pure Sun Excalibur" from within Dan Tian, ​​in the trembling sound of trembling, terror The sword's meaning surged out, and the entire space was filled in an instant.
Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou also operated Tianyuan, urging the magic weapon, giant sword and long sword, shining brightly, and the vigorous energy burst out.
At the next moment, the three people passed through the arches in the middle of the palace almost at the same time, even if they had entered the ninth heavy palace space.
"boom!"
The loud noise exploded in my ears. Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei, and Tang Manrou stared at them in a conditioned reflex, and saw the central area of ​​the hall space. A green rattan with a length of hundreds of meters danced like a snake , On the rattan, countless branches and vines spread on Zhangya dance claws.
Around the rattan, thousands of monks were desperately attacking.
The roar of the roar was followed by bursts of bright, colorful light that bloomed from the Tao, reflecting the temple like a dream. However, the violent energy that raged continuously and the corpses lying on the ground were always there. This highlights the danger of this area.
The fighting between the two sides has apparently been going on for quite a long time.
Outside of the war circle, not only are monks' bodies, but also a large number of injured or exhausted monks, sitting on the ground at the moment, fighting against each other 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 disregarded by surprise, and when their eyes flashed, their attention returned to the long green rattan.
"Bang! Bang ..."
Wisteria was twisted, the branches were drawn, and a few Tianjun who could not dodge vomited blood, and flew out with weapons. They were seriously injured. But almost at the same time, there were countless weapons returning and cutting down, leaving many wounds on the rattan.
"Two sisters, we are going together, be careful."
The three rushed at once.
"laugh!"
When there were dozens of meters to the green rattan, Tang Huan broke the "Pure Yang Excalibur" in his hands, and the majestic Tianyuan poured into the sword body, and instantly turned into a huge sword, between two monks. The gap passing by, swept forward like a training, seems to be able to cut off the sun and the moon.
Almost at the same time, the terrible sword intention also emerged as the white sword-mang surged, and seemed to become a substance.
Perceiving this heart-breaking sword, thousands of monks around him were taken aback, and in a hurry, all eyes fell on Tang Huan.
"It's him!"
"Gu Ying!"
"He came in too!"
"..."
The exclaiming sounds repeated.
"boom!"
The next moment, the white swordman pours on the green rattan, and a crack as deep as a foot is exposed, and the thick green liquid shoots out from the crack. The weird sound burst out of the rattan, and then the rattan twisted fiercely.
"it is good!"
The applause sounded, and the surrounding monks were really excited, with surprise in their eyes.
They have been besieging the rattan for a long time, but even if Tianjun, who is the top of the sixth grade, is doing his best, he can only leave a few inches deep on the rattan. In comparison, the role that Tang Huan's offensive could play out went far beyond each of them.
Tang Huan frowned slightly.
With the continuous twist of the rattan, the wound was healing at an alarming rate. It is estimated that a few breaths of effort can recover as before. Not only did the cuts he cut with sword awns, but the scars left by other monks on the rattan were also disappearing quickly.