Chapter 672: The situation is delicate

"Kong Huan, how did you get here?"

Xin Ziqi looked alert at the moment, originally he thought he was the strongest among the few people, if he found the God of Fighting Art and the treasure, he would have the best chance.

But I didn't expect to kill a Cheng Yaojin halfway, and he was still known as one of the strongest three in this time, the empty fantasy of Kiyomizu Temple!

If Xin Ziqi is the bright new star in the sky, then the illusion in front of him is undoubtedly the bright moon, which is completely incomparable.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, Xin Ziqi knew that it was a miracle to be able to support ten moves in the hands of Kong Huan if he really wanted to do it!

"Oh Mi Tuo Buddha, why can't the poor monk come here? The legend of this underground imperial tomb has been tens of thousands of years. Although the poor monk is low in strength, he also wants to come here to save those poor people who can't die."

It's a pity that it might be convincing to replace such words with a Taoist monk, but the slight smile on the empty face in front of him makes people not believe what he said.

Even, Xin Ziqi and others know more about the virtues of Kiyomizu Temple than anyone else.

"Ashamed, you Kiyomizu Temple is so hypocritical."

Sun Hongwei coldly hummed, to be honest, there is some friction and competition among the three and six-rank forces. However, Bishuiken has always been the strongest among the three powers, followed by Kiyomizu Temple, but the Black Death Cliff is the weakest of the three powers.

However, the so-called strengths and weaknesses are not too far apart, forming a triad of power.

But now it's different. The three major forces each have one of the most enchanting geniuses, but now, the illusion of Kiyomizu Temple appears, but the other two are no longer here.

"The situation is a bit wrong, empty fantasy appears, but the Qiuyi in Bishuixuan and the black water of the Black Death Cliff did not come. If this person wants to do it, we don't have a chance."

Feng Wuhui is proud, but now he has to admit that the nine major sects were too self-contained and a little too closed. Far from knowing the heroes of the world outside, now it can be regarded as eliminating a lot of pride in their hearts.

"Oh Mi Tuo Buddha, this is a bad word, the poor monk is indeed here to save these dead souls."

As soon as the voice fell, Kong Huan waved his hand and threw a shadow.

Boom, things were thrown on the ground, and everyone looked at them, their faces changed slightly.

It was a kind of monster like the one I saw just now. They were neither human nor ghost, but everyone also had experience at the moment. After insisting, Sun Hong's expression suddenly changed.

"It's the man from the Black Death Cliff."

There is no need for Sun Hong to speak, Li Ye and others can guess, as can be seen from his face.

At this moment, Li Ye felt deeply curious.

"I was a disciple of Bishuixuan just now, and now he is a person from the Black Death Cliff. In this underground emperor's tomb, there are people from other forces in the sealed buildings that have been turned into this way?"

Soon, Li Ye's guess became a reality.

I saw that Konghuan touched another seal in an instant, and then rushed out from one of the monsters howling, but was knocked to the ground by Konghuan a few times.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

A golden bergamot directly slapped the monster to death, and Li Ye and others' eyelids twitched slightly.

This monster is three points more powerful than the one that everyone encountered just now, but in the hands of Kong Huan, it was slapped to death!

Li Ye could understand why Xin Ziqi looked so ugly after seeing this person.

"Kiyomizu Temple, empty fantasy! I don't know how powerful the Qiuyiren in Bishuixuan and the black water of the Black Death Cliff are."

Since they are called the strongest trio, obviously their strengths should be small.

This empty fantasy then lifted a few more seals and killed the monsters inside.

When several people came forward to check, their expressions changed slightly.

"It's people from all major forces, what is going on?"

Guangmo's expression became a little heavy, because he unexpectedly saw a Modaomen person, although he was completely unrecognizable, but faintly, he even felt a touch of familiarity.

Suddenly, he exclaimed in a low voice, "Bai Yang Lin? Are you Bai Yang Lin?"

It's a pity that the monster has been smashed, but Guangmo has clearly determined his identity.

It turned out that Modaomen, as a veteran Seventh-Rank force, would send some outstanding disciples into the secret realm to practice every ten years. In case of a good performance and being absorbed by Tian Waitian, it is also an opportunity.

But every time there will be a certain reduction in staff and die in the secret realm.

"I once heard from Master that one hundred years ago in Modaomen, there was a peerless genius. He was less than 20 years old, and he overpowered the crowd and became the chief disciple of Modaomen. After that, he entered the secret realm and wanted to make further breakthroughs. I didn't come out. At that time, I was disappointed by the master and the elders. I didn't expect to die here! And the death is so unclear."

Having said this, Guangmo looked at Kong Huan with a slight indifference in his eyes.

"Oh Mi Tuo Buddha, this person is already dead, and the poor monk is just helping him get rid of him, and he will be crowned Bliss as soon as possible."

Although he knew that these monsters weren't really alive, he snorted coldly after hearing the words of illusion.

But after all, Mo Daomen couldn't compare with Kiyomizu Temple, and his Guangmo was not an empty fantasy opponent. Although he was a little angry, he could only endure it.

"Why do the disciples of the major forces appear here and be turned into such ghosts? Konghuan, do you know something?"

What Xin Ziqi asked was exactly what others wanted to know.

"Yes! Konghuan, how did you enter this underground tomb?"

They came here step by step, but they hadn't seen this empty illusion outside the Soul Gathering Hall before, so why could they appear here again?

"There is not only one way to enter the underground imperial mausoleum, but the poor monk cannot tell you this."

This explanation is somewhat far-fetched, but since it can appear, it also shows that he has not lied.

"As for the confusion in your heart, the poor monk is like you, and you don't know much. But there is one thing that I can tell you."

"Say!"

Kong Huan smiled slightly, and then said, "The Wu dynasty left this imperial mausoleum in the past, in order to make a comeback for future generations. It's a pity that there are a lot of calculations, but they haven't counted the catastrophe of the heavens. Everything is empty talk. These people , Presumably they entered the secret realm before, accidentally entered the imperial tomb but ended up being trapped here. As for why they became what they are now, the poor monks are also puzzled."

Li Ye didn't believe the nonsense in this empty mouth, but apparently the other party didn't say it, and no one could take him anything.

But because of his appearance, for a while, several people with different minds gradually changed their vigilant goal into the most powerful Konghuan now.

At this moment, only a beam of joy was suddenly drawn across Sun Hong's face. At the same time, not far away, there were fierce fighting sounds.