Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 2557: The Withered Tree Zen Sect!

Inside was a deep passage, about half the size of the previous one.

If the previous one was the main channel.

Then, these were the branches.

Ye Xinghe and the other person walked into it.

The sound of the heavy armor on their bodies fell on the ground, making a dull sound.

In this passage, it spread far away.

Walking forward, you can see forks from time to time.

The ground was full of blood and corpses, as well as damaged mechanisms.

Obviously, the Xuanlong Society was not very smooth in killing all the way.

After walking forward for half an hour, Ye Xinghe and the other person suddenly saw a bright light in front of them.

They came directly to a huge space.

This place is like a world in the center of the earth, a circular space.

The diameter is hundreds of miles, and it looks vast and boundless, like a separate world.

And this world is filled with infinite light and heat.

In the center of this huge space are two huge groups of light.

One group is red and the other is white.

Two balls of light, entangled with each other, slowly rotated in the air.

Forming a pattern similar to the Tai Chi Bagua, it looks extremely mysterious.

The diameter of these two balls of light is more than a hundred miles.

Hanging there, it is like two huge suns.

The infinite light and heat inside slowly radiate outward.

Entering this space, invading this wall, invading everything.

Ye Xinghe suddenly realized something.

This should be the center of the array maze.

However, the power of this array center is extremely terrifying.

Let alone approaching, Ye Xinghe just stared at it for a while.

It feels like his sight is about to be burned.

That power is not something he can covet now.

Ye Xinghe was secretly shocked.

"This Wanjian Mountain is very powerful, much more powerful than I thought!"

The slow rhythm of the array center occasionally set off an extremely fanatical storm.

The temperature of this storm is extremely high.

Much higher than his own red demon fire.

If it were me before, I would be afraid that this heat storm would come.

It would directly evaporate my body.

Even if I didn't die, I would be seriously injured!

Become like a mummy, and my strength will be greatly reduced.

When the extremely fierce storm swept down.

The yellow armor on his body quietly flashed a yellow light.

Blocked this instant heat storm outside.

Ye Xinghe and the others resisted this fierce storm for a hundred breaths before the storm passed.

He was still in shock and was secretly alert.

"The Xuanlong Club is obviously well prepared. This armor is tailor-made for this place!"

At this time, a voice came from the side.

"Xie Yuanxiong, you two are late!"

Xie Yuanxiong was obviously the tall yellow-armored strongman.

Ye Xinghe's heart tightened, knowing that the test was coming.

If he couldn't pass this level, he was afraid that he would die here.

But if he passed this level, the gains would be huge!

He was calm at this time. After all, he had prepared countless times and practiced many times on the way.

Xie Yuanxiong slowly echoed, his voice still hoarse and unpleasant.

"I encountered a few ants at the entrance. They were a bit difficult to deal with. It took some time to deal with them."

Three people came over.

Ye Xinghe found the memory of the leader in his mind.

This person was called Ji Hongan, the vice president of Xuanlong Club and a disciple of the first peak.

He was also the most trusted deputy of the president of Xuanlong Club.

Ji Hongan glanced at them and did not doubt it.

After all, their Xuanlong Club came prepared this time.

Moreover, compared with other disciples of Qingyang Holy Land.

Their strength was overwhelming, how could there be any accidents.

Now even if someone told him that the two people in front of him were swapped, he would not believe it.

Besides, the yellow armor could conceal the breath, and he could not judge from the breath.

He just waved his hand and said lightly: "Follow me, the president is in trouble."

Xie Yuanxiong and the others followed silently.

A group of people walked forward quickly.

Ye Xinghe did not ask.

After all, Xie Yuanxiong has always been a very taciturn person, and the more he talks, the more mistakes he makes.

Soon, a group of people arrived in front.

Right below the eye of the magic array.

Dozens of chains spread from the distant void.

At the end of the bronze chain, there was a box.

Obviously, the treasure was in this box.

At this moment, two groups of people were confronting each other right below the box.

On one side, there were about ten people, all wearing yellow armor.

The leader was the only one who was unexpected.

This person was dressed in white clothes like snow, and looked quite handsome and handsome.

He seemed to be middle-aged, but with a head full of white hair, he looked a little more vicissitudes.

He stood there, leisurely, with a smile on his face.

Between his fingers, a jade flute was waving.

The jade flute was about two feet long, emerald green, and had nine holes on it.

At this time, the wind blew slowly, making a series of whimpering sounds.

He stared at the opposite side leisurely.

When Ye Xinghe saw the people on the opposite side, his eyebrows jumped, and he was a little surprised.

It turned out that these people were not from Qingyang Holy Land.

What they were wearing turned out to be the clothes of the Deadwood Zen Sect.

Ye Xinghe had killed one of the strong men of the Deadwood Zen Sect before, so he recognized him.

Qingyang Holy Land, Lingtian Sword Sect, and even the Divine Sword Sect.

The area where they are located does not belong to the Lieyang Dynasty.

In the eyes of the Lieyang Dynasty people, it was a wild world in the far south of the continent.

In this wild world, there are three most powerful forces.

They are Yuehua Holy Land, Dead Wood Zen Sect and Qingyang Holy Land.

Among them, Kumu Zen Sect and Qingyang Holy Land are comparable.

The Moonlight Holy Land is the strongest.

But he didn't expect that this time it wasn't just people from Qingyang Holy Land who came in.

Even people from the Deadwood Zen Sect came.

Ye Xinghe realized a problem.

I'm afraid that Wan Jianshan's consciousness doesn't want to hand over this treasure so much.

But it seems that due to certain limitations, I have to pay it.

Therefore, it simply lured the people from the Deadwood Zen Sect over.

The reason is to prevent Qingyang Holy Land from getting it.

Among the people in the Kumu Zen Sect, the leader was a woman.

The woman wore a mask above her lips.

The mask is ferocious and looks like an evil ghost, adding to the weirdness.

But the exposed chin was snow white.

His lips were slightly pursed, a bit cold and hard.

And the aura on her body was floating out of the sky.

When Ye Xinghe looked at her, he felt that this person was like an abyss, unfathomable.

There is no discernible strength at all.

Ye Xinghe was secretly shocked.

"It seems that the disciples sent by the Kumu Zen Sect this time are also their best!"

"The strength is very strong, no less than that of Qingyang Holy Land!"

Ji Hongan raised his voice and said: "President, our people are here!"