"It's weird here!"

The old guy of Shenwu hall reminded Ye Chen for the first time that he felt a little uneasy in the depths of the temple in the wasteland.

You know, even if the old guy is not as good as Tianxue's respect, he is still a strong man. It seems that they have found the right place.

"That's what happened in the past ten robbers of God and devil tower?"

Ye Chen heard the speech and shook his head gently: "at that time, my strength was low. It was still the shape of the tower. Now it's a little ethereal. It seems to be a lot stronger. I don't know if it has anything to do with Zhu Yuan."

"Anyway, go and have a look first. If there is a temple, there are monks. Ask again!"

The old guy didn't wait for ye Chen's orders, so he stepped forward with an arrow and knocked hard at the thousand foot gate surrounded by withered vines in front of him.

"Bang!"

It was not as smooth as expected. A dull sound lingered in their ears. Soon Ye Chen felt a tremor in his heart.

"Strange, deserted!"

Seeing that no one answered, the old guy raised his palm boldly. The smell of terror was revealed. Shoot it hard!

"Boom!"

After ye Chen Hongmeng's breath was recast, the old guy's flesh showed a trace of purple. The fluctuation in his palm immediately tore the dead rattan on the giant gate and made a solid seal on the ancient gate engraved with unknown inscriptions.

After a loud noise, the Qianzhang gate burst into pieces.

"Hum, toast without penalty!"

The old guy's body flashed and took the lead in stepping into the temple. Ye Chen followed closely. In front of them, the boundless courtyard paved with green stone steps was right in front of them. Step by step, countless fallen leaves fell into mud.

"Above the hall, I felt something restless, like trying to break the seal!"

Ye Chen whispered to the old man, gazing at the distance with strong mental power, but he found a dark shadow, and his perception was broken.

"Huh?"

The old man looked around, but he didn't see anything unusual. At the end of his sight, the lights were bright and incense was swirling.

"I didn't find anything wrong. It's just that Buddha's Qi is diffuse, but there is no trace of people!"

For ye Chen, although the old guy attached importance to it, he didn't take it to heart. After all, a boy who is too real can feel better than himself?

Embracing his own pride, the old man took the lead and went to the hall not far away.

"Wait a minute!"

Ye Chen hurried to say hello. Although his heart was uneasy, the fleeting feeling also made his own judgment deviate, and hurried to keep up with the old guy.

Step by step, the fallen leaves at your feet become mud, and the footprints extend to the depths of the hall. Suddenly, the footprints behind you suddenly shine, the previously scattered dead leaves dissipate, and an old voice echoes in the old guy's ears:

"Buddhist holy land, you can't step into it without calling!"

The old guy of Shenwu hall trembled when he heard the speech. In his perception, there was no one here. He turned around and looked back. The scene in front of him completely made him speechless.

Stone Buddha statues, I don't know when, stand on both sides behind me, palms folded, full of compassion.

The old man sighed in his heart. He immediately turned back and walked closer. He found that each Buddha statue had 11 fingers, folded palms, and white bones strung into bracelets between his wrists.

"Ha ha ha!"

A burst of laughter rang out, which could not allow the old guy to make any response. The compassionate Buddha's eyes flashed, and a cold and fierce smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. A Buddha magic hand had been tied to the old guy's neck in the Shenwu hall, making him unable to move.

The sound of breaking the air followed, and the two rows of 19 Buddha and magic stone statues on his side also made a strange laugh and stretched out his arms to bind the old guy in the Shenwu hall.

I just felt dizzy. The spiritual power around me was passing rapidly. At this moment, the old guy stared.

"Leaves..."

He wanted to shout Ye Chen loudly, but his throat just burst out a subtle and subtle sound, while ye Chen not far away turned a deaf ear to his cry, and even the pace of stepping into the hall did not stop for more than half a minute.

"Huh?"

Just one step into the bright hall of the high hall, ye Chen felt a chill coming on his face. It was incense, but it made him feel like facing the abyss, and his hair suddenly began to rise.

"Boom!"

Above his head, a huge bronze coffin fell.

"Yilala!"

The sound of the huge iron chain waving came. The eight giant Buddhas on the hall huff and puff the bronze chains, grabbed the falling bronze coffin from eight directions, and stopped falling three feet from the ground.

There was thick smoke in front of the hall, and the burning light of incense didn't know when it burst. Ye Chen was just a time for her eyes to condense, but it turned black. In an instant, the hall looked particularly strange.

Eight giant Buddhas glared at the bronze coffin. Just when ye Chen was surprised, a crisp sound came from the inside.

"Ding!"

It was the crisp sound of the long sword across the coffin wall.

"Is that you, childe?"

Hearing the most familiar and excited voice, ye Chen fell into a dull.

"Zhu... Zhu Yuan?"

Somehow Zhu Yuan was suppressed in the bronze coffin!

"At the beginning, I played a game of martial arts chess with the evil soul. Finally, I failed. The evil soul has been trying to take charge of me. I kept refusing. Finally, I was suppressed here by the evil soul. The iron wall is made of unknown materials and is extremely strong!"

A vague voice came from the bronze coffin, but this time, ye Chen listened really. It was Zhu Yuan!

"This is a bronze coffin. I think it has something to do with the bronze chains in the mouths of the eight big Buddhas. I'll break it now and help you!"

"Childe, be careful! There are strong rules and restrictions here. It's very strange!" Zhu Yuan's voice came.

But ye Chen vaguely felt that Zhu Yuan was somewhat different.

Ye Chen looked around and wanted to use Tianjian, but he found that his communication with Tianjian was cut off?

Presumably, the rules in Shijie magic tower cut off the connection between himself and Tianjian.

Fortunately, yuantianhong Meng Jian still responded.

The next second, yuantianhong's sword came out in response, and a sword roared, shaking the world. On the hall, there was a buzzing of Buddhist magic instruments.

Although surprised, it's important to save Zhu Yuan now. I can't think about it. It's a sword!

"This sword, eternal!"

Ye Chen didn't use the sword of water stop and the palm of Daqian Chonglou, because it might also hurt Zhu Yuan.

At this time, eternal Kendo is obviously the most suitable.

In an instant, the void fluctuated, the purple sword awned, and eight bronze chains broke in response.

"Boom!"

Without the support, the bronze coffin fell heavily to the ground!

On the main hall, an inexplicable grain was smashed, and the black awn flashed away.

"Childe..."

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