Chapter 637: Influencing the Battle of Yin Shen
However, Jiang Chen noticed that there was something wrong with this red tomb. There was a deep hole on it, and a terrifying sword intent remained.
That is definitely not something that anyone in the field can do.
He even felt that even the Yin God who appeared in the Bloody City not long ago was quite different from this sword-wielding person.
Moreover, the sword's intent revealed endless vicissitudes of life, as if it had experienced eternity, and perhaps existed thousands or tens of thousands of years ago.
"Was it caused by someone from before the Dao's decline, a powerful being from the Dao's prosperity? Or..."
Jiang Chen thought about the origin of this cemetery and its subsequent relocation into the restricted area. His pupils shrank. "Could it be that the descendants of the original sword master caused this?"
"Although he has passed away, there are still some among his descendants who are powerful enough to frighten the Yin God!"
He couldn't help but feel a little yearning for that glorious era, wanting to meet the legendary swordsman.
"No wonder a group of supreme warriors would never dare to explore the red tomb. It seems this is a dilapidated red tomb whose interior was destroyed long ago when the tomb was moved. But even so, its aura..."
Jiang Chen's expression was solemn. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated Hongfen before seeing it with his own eyes.
Such a dilapidated grave is a thousand times more terrifying than the half-red grave he had dug before. It is unfathomable. Just one look at that dark hole is like it is dragging people into the abyss!
He glanced at the crowd in all directions and found that the battle here was already coming to an end. Some people were injured, while others had made great gains. The strongest ones stood in the void, their faces unclear, but they exuded a majestic aura that was enough to destroy everything.
Among them, none of the members of the Dark Alliance were to be seen, including the living dead who smelled of the sea and was suspected to be the joint creation of Xu Fu and Bingdong Yu. He was nowhere to be seen.
The young man holding the Yin God's left hand is here.
Moreover, at this moment, he has already entered the ranks of the strongest, standing on equal footing with all the invincible figures.
Someone looked over here and glanced at Jiang Chen and his group.
Most of the strong men were looking in the same direction, which was deep in the forbidden area. The battle between Wangchuan Blood River and Yin Shen had reached its limit. The terrifying momentum seemed to be able to destroy this world at any moment.
Such a great battle even penetrated the fog in the cemetery.
The blood waves surged, submerging everything. The Yin God's big hand passed across the sky, as if the heaven had sent down a disaster.
Black and red, evil and weirdness, are constantly intertwined. The world is roaring and the heaven and earth are wailing.
Even those who are as strong as the most powerful people feel like a mayfly at this moment, and may be killed by the boundless wind and waves at any time.
Everyone is in danger.
Regardless of whether they were injured or had obtained a great opportunity, they were no longer calm at this moment, and their brows were fixed on this battle, the outcome of which would determine the life and death of everyone present!
At this time, Tiezhu had a sly look on his face. He leaned over to Jiang Chen's ear and whispered like a thief.
"Dad, I'm a fool. I always feel that the outcome of this battle is closely related to you. Look, that Yin God has no moral principles and is chasing after the White Jade Fairy's broken leg and attacking her continuously. Her thigh bone is stuck in your waist!"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then he coughed dryly and waved his hands repeatedly.
"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"
"Can you blame your father for this? This leg bone was delivered by someone else, ahem, personally..."
He patted his head, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.
A total of three white jade skeletons emerged from the Wangchuan Blood River, fighting against four Yin Gods. Originally, they were evenly matched, but the Yin God who had previously absorbed the power from the blood-colored building now attacked others crippled legs. He had indeed found a chance and slowly gained the upper hand.
"It doesn't seem like this is going to work."
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