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Chapter 92: Back to Naihe Bridge

"According to Lei Lin's strength, he will definitely not be trapped by our attack for so long!"

Li Yan glanced at the three of them and shook his head helplessly: "He hasn't come out yet. There must be something wrong. If you don't leave, you might be buried here." After saying that, Li Yan was alone.

With a wave of his hand, the astonishingly hot flames around him became stronger again, preventing the black evil clouds from closing in.

"We can avoid death by leaving, what about you?"

Long Yi gritted his teeth and stared at Li Yan: "Every time you have to be a hero, do you really regard us as brothers?"

"That's not what I meant!" Li Yan patted his bald head and glanced at Long helplessly: "In this black evil cloud, I will not die, but you will die... Okay, we

Let's go together." After saying that, Li Yan shot out fiercely and took the lead in rushing towards Xuan Xin and others in the distance.

"You won't die?" Long Yi and Tieta looked at each other and realized that there must be a secret hidden in Li Yan's words.

Youquan behind him couldn't help but be stunned. He knew Li Yan very well when he first came out. He suddenly appeared in the Forest of Ghost Shadows three years ago, and was later taken to Guiyuan Sect by Long Yi and joined the Demon Weapon Hall. The two

Years ago, the Longyan team was formed and went to the City of Fire to kill Suzaku, and the sect master personally took it back.

Three days ago, on the eve of the Hell Elite Competition, he broke through the sixth level overnight and advanced to the intermediate level of Demon General in both martial arts and magic.

According to Youquan's teacher He Shiqian, Li Yan is most likely a descendant of the Lord of Hell who has disappeared for tens of thousands of years. It is for this reason that the Guiyuan Sect has always been relatively tolerant of Li Yan.

He seldom disciplines harshly. Similarly, Li Yan also shows the potential that a disciple of the Lord of Hell should have.

Eating and waiting to die every day, his cultivation level increased like a rocket, which even Youquan, who always thought highly of himself, was a little jealous of.

Glancing at Long Yi next to him, Youquan suddenly asked: "How did you meet Li Yan in the first place?"

Hearing Youquan's words, Long Yi's expression changed slightly. Looking at Li Yan's figure, a strange flash appeared in his eyes: "That day, Long Er, Long San and I were practicing in the Forest of Ghost Shadows. While we were having barbecue, Li Yan

He suddenly appeared, and as soon as he heard that we were disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, he said that his teacher asked him to join the Guiyuan Sect."

"What, do you doubt Li Yan?" After saying this, Long Yi turned to look at Youquan.

Youquan glanced at him indifferently, with the same cold expression: "No matter where he comes from, Li Yan is still my senior brother."

Although the voices of the two were very low, Li Yan, who was walking at the front, could still hear clearly. However, even if he heard it, he didn't know what to say. The disciples of the Lord of Hell were growing rapidly.

The cultivation level, the mysterious Heavenly Concubine, the sleeping Black Cloud King, the blazing space hidden in the void, all of this cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

The most important thing is that these things are basically invisible to the light...

If he said it, put aside everything else, just because he was not the disciple of the Lord of Hell, the senior officials of Guiyuan Sect would definitely not let him go.

He shook his head helplessly. The red light on Li Yan's body surged, and his speed became a little faster. Behind you, Youquan and others, together with Li Yan, four shocking rays of light with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, galloping through the black fog.

He ran quickly, and in just a few breaths, he passed through the entire black evil cloud.

After leaving the range of the black evil cloud, Li Yan fell next to Xuan Xin.

As he fell, the flames behind him began to slowly become smaller, and finally disappeared completely into the boundless black mist.

At the same time, at the moment when the flame went out, a red light that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed past and merged into the center of Li Yan's eyebrows... This was the original fire that Yan'er had injected into him before, and she had used it twice now.

, the fire has become so weak that it is about to extinguish and disappear.

"I just heard what Lei Lin said, that our whereabouts are recorded in something called the Book of Life and Death."

After Li Yan and others recovered for a moment, Xuan Xin walked slowly to Li Yan and said, "Moreover, your previous guess was probably wrong. When Lei Lin saw us, he didn't do anything because of our status in the competition.

Kill him directly, in this case...it should be impossible for the disciples of other sects to be inside."

"Of course, it is also possible that the disciples of those sects have already arrived and the entire army has been wiped out!"

Hearing Xuan Xin's words, Mu Feng on the side also nodded and agreed: "Now that we are completely out of the competition path, we must find a way to inform the senior officials of the three sects, nine halls and eighteen sects, and let them think about it.

Get us out some way!"

After saying that, Ling'er, Xuanxin, Long Yi, Tieta and others all looked at Li Yan.

"It's probably impossible to inform the sect master. The sect master already said it before he came in." After looking at everyone, Li Yan thought about it and said.

Mu Feng was stunned when he heard this and looked around: "Then I will think of a way. Our Phantom Sect majors in the way of the soul. There is a soul connection between me and the master. Let's see if we can use secret skills to contact the master."

After saying that, Mu Feng sat cross-legged, and a layer of misty light suddenly appeared on his body, which was very mysterious.

"I think the most important thing for us now is to find other disciples who follow the sect."

Looking at Mu Feng for a moment, Li Yan raised his head and looked at Xuan Xin and others: "It is definitely not possible that only our Guiyuan Sect will encounter this situation this time. Other sects should have the same experience. We are now the most

It’s best to find them first and discuss it together to see if we can find a solution.”

"This is also a way. After all, there is strength in numbers. If we had just had more people, we might have been able to enter the Palace of Hell just now!"

Xuan Xin shook his head helplessly. After the brief battle just now, everyone had a preliminary understanding of Lei Lin's strength. If everyone was really willing to sacrifice one or two lives just now, it would still be possible to kill them even if they fought to the death.

Thunderscale.

But...we are all brothers, who should die?

"We'll wait until Mu Feng has finished contacting him. If we really can't contact him, we'll find a way." After that, Li Yan stopped talking and looked at the sky quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xuan Xin and others looked at each other, not knowing what to say. They had also heard about the Elite Competition. Once upon a time, it was the dream of every disciple of the three sects, nine halls and eighteen sects to participate in the competition. Now it is finally here.

Yes, but something like this happened.

This elite competition was very strange from the very beginning.

The elite competition has a history of tens of thousands of years in hell, and every time it is the same arena competition.

Three sects, nine halls, and eighteen sects, a total of sixty-three disciples, formed into thirty groups, and competed against each other, with one person getting a bye. This was the case every time, until the final ranking was decided, and the champion emerged, but... this time it was very...

It's weird, there is no more arena competition, there is some kind of Tower of God Creation, where you can experience the reincarnation of nine demons and the path of God.

Just when everyone was worried, suddenly...

"There is a very strange energy on this tenth floor, which cuts off all connections with the outside world." Mufeng, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up, with a trace of uncertainty in his voice: "And, I have a feeling,

It’s like we’re not in hell right now!”

After hearing this, everyone looked slightly shocked, but they didn't know what to say.

"The Tower of God of Creation is originally a reading space. It's normal for you not to feel it." Li Yan patted Mu Feng on the shoulder and walked away: "We won't go to the black evil cloud now.

, just the few of us are definitely no match for Lei Lin, so let’s go around and see if we can find disciples from other sects.”

"If those disciples also come to the tenth floor, it shouldn't be difficult to find them. If they can't be found, we'll find a way later."

The people behind him nodded helplessly, and Youquan on the side suddenly walked up to Li Yan and said: "Let's go to the thatched hut at the end of Naihe Bridge." After saying that, he looked at Li Yan beside him quietly.

Yan, with a strange light shining through his eyes.

"Thatched shed?" Li Yan was a little surprised. Ever since he came to Nine Demons Reincarnation, Youquan had rarely raised any opinions, but now he would bring up this idea?

"Yes, thatched shed, I feel like there must be something there that we haven't discovered yet!"

"Okay, let's leave right away!"

After saying that, Li Yan glanced at the people behind him and saw that no one had any objections. He nodded heavily and walked towards the hut he met just now, which might be the hut selling Meng Po soup.

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