Chapter 2488

While many audiences of Shenwu sect were filled with emotion, Chu Yan's dark space also ushered in changes.

After entering this dark space, 120 people, without exception, rested and waited for the beginning of the next round of competition.

However, after fengtianhou announced the competition site for the next level, the real face of the inner ring land was the burial of ghosts. When the golden list was high in the sky, a black vortex appeared under the feet of 120 people such as Chu Yan without warning.

The whirlpool was huge and expanded rapidly. Chu Yan and others wanted to avoid it, but it was too late to be included all at once.

Then, countless faces emerged in the vortex.

"I'm so wronged, I hate!"

"I don't want to die, I want to live!"

"Give me your flesh!"

"Jie, since you're here, stay here!"

Their faces were clearly visible. Their eyes swept on Chu Yan and others, and occasionally licked the corners of their lips, revealing an undisguised salivation, as if they really wanted to give up and replace them.

This is not an illusion, because this cold and piercing feeling surges from the soles of the feet, which is very real.

Not to mention that the 120 people present, except Chu Yan, are all true disciples of the four, five and even six aspects of nirvana. They can't all be deceived by hallucinations.

"Cluck, cluck, come on, come on!"

"We are waiting for you, waiting for you ahead!"

"You should hurry up. Don't let us all wait."

With these words, these dense faces Suddenly spread out and became a sea of dead.

A big white bone ship floated up without saying anything, and directly loaded Chu Yan and 120 people into it.

"This is..." everyone was surprised, but no one resisted.

Because after the white bone ship floated, it directly took Chu Yan and others into the ocean of the dead and went to a deeper place.

Obviously, this level has begun.

"It seems that it is going to take us to the tomb of ghosts." a low voice sounded.

"Yes, I didn't expect the true face of the inner ring land to be buried in a ghost tomb. The zongmen really made enough money this time!"

"This place is extremely dangerous. There were seven and eight senior brothers and sisters in Nirvana who went in and didn't return. It's estimated that we will become one of the faces just now."

"Ha ha, I don't want to, and I don't think I'll stay in the tomb of ghosts. I'll come out alive and reach the top of the list!"

Some of the disciples answered at random and talked about the next trip to the ghost tomb.

Of course, how much is sincere and how much is false remains to be discussed.

Chu Yan was in the corner of the white bone ship. He only felt that some malicious divine consciousness was staring at him.

However, the sea of the dead under the white bone ship greatly affects the extension of divine consciousness, and the other party is a dragonfly. If there is nothing, he stares at Chu Yan as if he doesn't want him to escape. It's a little difficult to find it here.

Having said that, Chu Yan was happy and unafraid.

Since the other party has an eye on himself, it means that he will come to the door sooner or later. At that time, he will catch it all and deal with it at one go.

Then there was nothing to say.

However, with the progress of the journey, the speed of the white bone ship suddenly slowed down.

"Huh?" the crowd was on guard.

In such a place, all changes will not be good, but bad, or worse!

Sure enough, after the speed of the white bone ship became slower and slower, it finally stood still and suspended on the ocean of the dead.

In all directions, there was silence, but Chu Yan said they were on alert.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Especially in this competition of Xuantian list.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The next moment, in the ocean of the dead, huge tentacles rushed out of the water and killed 120 Shenwu disciples on the white bone ship.

They seem to have life, wisdom, very tricky angle, and each blow is a kill.

However, the 120 people who can advance to this level are not easy.

They all blinked, or remained motionless, used their magic powers, summoned magic weapons and responded freely.

Boom!

However, the white bone ship was not so lucky. In an instant, it was broken by the huge tentacles and turned into nothing.

Not only that, in the ocean of the dead, there are terrible figures climbing out and killing Chu Yan and others.

"This is... Shura!" someone recognized what was emerging from the ocean of the dead and couldn't help turning pale.

"We haven't been to the tomb of ghosts yet. Why did we encounter an attack?"

"There are many shuras, dense, like mountains and seas!"

"Talk less and fight quickly!"

A group of promoted disciples were shocked and angry, and fought fiercely against the surging Shura.

Shura is terrible. It is estimated that the true fairyland disciples can only be reduced to a delicious meal in their belly, but in the eyes of these promoted disciples, it is still not worth mentioning, but there are too many and difficult to deal with.

Bang bang!

Someone punched again and again. The magnificent fist intention swept all directions. Shura was killed by terrible force before he could get close.

Some summoned an old gourd.

The style is mottled. I don't know how many years it has existed. As soon as it is opened, it is like a vortex sucking all the incoming Shura.

After the gourd glittered a few times, the Shura inside had become a pool of muddy drinks.

Others don't know what magical powers they have exerted. All shuras entering the range are killed by Juli, and none of them survive.

It's amazing.

Because so many shuras are pouring in, it is estimated that a small sect or even a small country will be swallowed up and destroyed. However, it only takes a little more time to fall here among the Shenwu sect disciples who are promoted to the inner ring and set foot in the ghost tomb.

Chu Yan also didn't leave his hand. His eyebrows were bright with endless sword light.

Whew, whew, whew!

The sword light evolves thousands and thousands of shuras are harvested in an instant. They want to attack Chu Yan, whether in heaven or earth, but no Shura can set foot in the thousands of miles around Chu Yan.

"So powerful, so overbearing, simple and rough!"

"No wonder you can advance with the cultivation of nirvana. I see!"

"In this way, I don't think it's strange if he is the sixth level of Nirvana, but he is the first level of nirvana. If he steps into the sixth level one day, I don't know how powerful and terrible it will be."

Chu Yan's strong performance was so dazzling that his fellow Shenwu disciples looked at him one after another.