Lord of the Starry Sky

The yellow mist in front of me began to disperse, and it was clear that the formation here was affected. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

What encouraged Shen Jian and Ye Jue even more was that they could clearly feel that a powerful will had descended here.

Across the magic circle and the heavy rocks, one can still feel the boundless power within it.

That magnificent aura cannot be possessed by monks in the Golden Core stage. It must be the ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage, and the level of cultivation is not low.

The top federal experts finally arrived with timely support.

The atmosphere at Fentianke's tomb was already overwhelming, but there was still room for redemption.

Shen Jian felt that the pressure caused by the mist around his body was getting smaller and smaller. He moved his limbs, "It's okay, I still have a chance to jump around."

"Come on, as I said before, I'll wave the flag for you." Ye Jue said without interest.

"Senior Huang Zhaoxi and the others still don't know what's going on. If you work with me, you can try to make them safer, right?" Shen Jian said, "Don't you still owe me a favor? Just stand by and watch, if anything happens in the future. Senior Sister Huang died because of this, how can your conscience be so relieved?"

"Come on, sir, I just entered this formation, and the communication with the sound transmitter immediately improved a lot. I received a message from her. She is fine." Ye Jue shook his head and said.

"Sure enough, people care about you, and you care about them too." Shen Jian said, "It seems that you two are really having an affair."

Ye Jue rolled his eyes, "You're always thinking about going to the next three roads. It's really hopeless."

"Rather than being diligent, you should learn to be honest first." Shen Jian said while trying to look out of the gradually thinning clouds and mist.

The yellow mist is about to dissipate, and in the haze, the shadow of a tall tower can be vaguely seen.

The style of the tower in front of me is similar to the pagoda where Wen Peng was hiding just now in the sub-formation, but the scale is much larger.

There is a figure of a person standing at the top of the tower, concentrating on his practice.

Beside him, there were several people suspended in the air.

Feeling the powerful foreign invasion, the few people standing in the air rose up to form a line of defense.

Shen Jian and Ye Jue raised their heads, and there was dazzling sunlight swaying above the magic circle.

It is precisely because of these sunlights that the thick fog generated by the magic circle gradually dissipates.

It was supposed to be underground where no daylight could be seen, but at this moment everyone seemed to be back on the ground again, looking up at the bright sun hanging high in the sky.

"Senior Dongjun has arrived." Ye Jue said after taking a look.

Shen Jian nodded.

The "Dongjun" here is a title, which in ancient times meant the sun.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor with the name of the sun in front of him is a high-level figure in the federal military in the southwest of Bashu. He personally went down to the earth's veins. As expected, it was like the sun descending underground, illuminating the underground world with light.

Tyrannical forces are everywhere, directly crushing the formation here.

However, several figures guarding the formation took the initiative to come forward and block Dongjun's steps.

When they stood silently in the air before, they couldn't see anything special at all.

However, as soon as he made a move at this moment, everyone was shocked.

Any one of them is stronger than sword cultivator Wen Peng.

At this moment, they all took action together, and the movement caused in this local area seemed to be even more violent than the abnormal movement of the earth's veins.

However, they are strong, and Dongjun is stronger.

The glorious sun was everywhere, its violent light and heat engulfing and burning everything.

The attacks of many opponents, whether they were spells, martial arts, flying swords, talismans, or spear skills, were all absorbed and swallowed up by the terrifying sun.

The big sun remained calm and continued to fall.

The fierce collision between the two sides did not cause huge damage. On the contrary, because of the arrival of the sun, even the earthquakes here calmed down a lot.

Thanks to this, Shen Jian and the two were able to stay safe on the edge of the formation, and even watch the scene where this high-level powerhouse took action.

The burning sun slowly descended, not impatiently, but with terrifying momentum, as if unstoppable.

Those who blocked him began to collapse after contact with the sun.

The one who rushed at the front was swallowed up by the endless sunlight without making a sound, and disappeared in an instant.

The moment he was destroyed by the sun, several faint black energy emerged from his body.

However, the black air was quickly burned away in the sunlight.

Shen Jian squinted his eyes and watched that scene.

Ye Jue, who was originally lacking in interest, also let out a cry of surprise.

Both of their attention fell on the few remaining people blocking the sun.

Then he saw that under the scorching sun, black energy was gushing out from several people's bodies.

Dongjun was unstoppable, but these people had no intention of retreating and did not hesitate to use their flesh and blood bodies to meet him, even if it was just to gain a short moment.

All of this was just to buy time for the man on the tower who was casting a spell.

"Loyalty without any wavering, brave and unafraid of death..." Shen Jian squinted his eyes and said with some uncertainty, "...but maybe it's because they are already dead?"

Ye Jue's expression was rare and solemn, and his eyes were piercing. "...The Netherworld Spell, the underworld is summoned back!"

The two of them were looking at the tall tower at the same time.

"He is actually a person who practices Netherworld Dao." Shen Jian frowned.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes." Ye Jue looked serious and nodded slowly.

The so-called Netherworld Path has caused many storms in the history of the Yan-Huang world. It is a demonic path that has been strictly prohibited by all dynasties. Modern monastic and civilized societies have strictly put an end to it and focused on cracking down on it.

The traditional concept of the Yanhuang people emphasizes that death is the most important thing and burial is the most important thing.

However, the core method of Netherworld Dao, Netherworld Recall, will forcibly drag the dead back to the world, turning them into ignorant puppets of the living dead who can only obey the orders of the Netherworld magician.

Although the puppet has no thinking memory, it can retain the realm of cultivation during its lifetime.

It is not agile enough when fighting, but it has a beast-like fighting instinct, so it can still exert most of its strength.

No fear, no pain, no fear of getting hurt.

If the puppet's cultivation was strong enough during its lifetime, and it was controlled by the superb Netherworld Dao, it could even be resurrected multiple times, becoming a truly immortal fighting machine.

"Should I say that it's fortunate that Senior Dongjun is here?" Ye Jue said softly, looking at the burning black gas rising from the bodies of those Netherworld puppets under the bright sun.

The Taoism of Zhigang Zhiyang has a certain degree of restraint on the Taoism of the Netherworld.

Dongjun's realm strength is extremely powerful, so he can crush him all the way.

After all, these puppets seem fragile in front of Dongjun, but there are many powerful people in the Nascent Soul stage among them.

If it were anyone else, even if they were at a similar level of cultivation, they would still have a headache facing so many powerful opponents who were not afraid of pain and death.

"He is indeed not a simple tomb robber." Shen Jian stared at the man on the tower. "He wants to recall Fentianke from the netherworld!"

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