The statue of Yinglong was shattered, and nothing could suppress the passage between Yin and Yang. The underground abyss opened again, and a cold air filled the air.
"Let's go!"
The layman shouted low and woke up Fang Liren, who was still blaming himself. The two looked at each other at the same time, and without saying another word, turned around and flew towards the entrance of the hall.
Although Liang Yan's level was slightly lower, he was the first to make a decision. At this moment, he had flown to the edge of the cave entrance, one step faster than the two people in Wushuang City.
However, at this moment, an invisible and colorless barrier suddenly appeared from around it, covering the entire underground hall.
Liang Yan was the first to bear the brunt and was stopped by this barrier.
Without hesitation, he made a seal with one hand, a flash of blue light appeared in his dantian, and a sword beam more than ten feet long came out and slashed towards the barrier.
However, the Mayfly Sword Gang, which had been invincible before, could not break through this barrier at this moment, and did not even leave a trace!
Fang Li and Buwen Jushi also took action at the same time. The purple hill and the black sword energy hit the barrier together, but they only caused a slight tremor and did not leave any traces!
Seeing that the two seniors at the peak of the Golden Core were unable to shake this barrier, Liang Yan couldn't help but feel horrified:
"What kind of barrier is this? It's so strong!"
Fang Li and Buwen Jushi looked at each other and saw deep surprise in each other's eyes. They both stopped hiding and looked around to observe their surroundings.
"It's the 'Colorless Sumeru Realm'!"
A voice shouted in panic, but the person who said this was not Liang Yan and others, but one of the many monks from the Nine Nether Alliance.
This man's Chinese character face is white and beardless, and he has a dignified appearance. Especially his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan. However, there is only a look of panic on his face at this moment.
"The Colorless Sumeru Realm is Lord Gu's trick. He set up this realm, so he doesn't even intend to let us go?" Guimeng's face was also livid, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
As for Tang Huan, the leader of the Nine Nether Alliance monks, he seemed to be waking up from a dream at this moment, and murmured: "It seems that even us have been treated as blood sacrifices for Lord Ghost to come out of seclusion. General
After all, my bones have withered, and my golden elixir body is indeed the best blood food."
As Tang Huan said these words, all the monks of the Nine Nether Alliance felt cold in their hearts. Although they had expected it the moment they saw the 'Colorless Sumeru Realm', they still kept it in their hearts.
Extravagant hope.
I hope Gu Zun will be open-minded and leave them a way to survive.
But now that they saw that Tang Huan, one of the four great deacons, didn't know anything about it and even gave up on himself, everyone was in despair.
"You guys are really crazy, you even kill your own people!" A bald man in the Nine Nether Alliance shouted angrily: "I joined the Nine Nether Alliance because Li Kuang promised me a huge profit, but I didn't intend to do anything bloody.
Food!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately activated his magic formula, took out a giant axe, and slashed towards the colorless barrier in front of him.
Boom!
The strike of the ax was deafening, but the colorless barrier didn't even sway, as if it wasn't attacked at all.
The bald man was not discouraged. After his first attack failed, he resorted to another method and used all his magic weapons to hit the barrier in turn.
After the others saw it, they were not willing to just sit back and wait for death. They all used their own magical powers to attack the colorless barrier together.
At this moment, everyone has temporarily put aside their conflicts, just to fight for a chance of survival for themselves. Even the two people from Wushuang City are attacking this barrier at this moment and are no longer in trouble with the Nine Nether Alliance.
Liang Yan already knew that the cultivation of the five great sages of the Nine Nether Alliance might have surpassed the Golden Pill and reached the legendary realm of Tongxuan. Otherwise, it would be impossible to challenge the five great sects.
As one of the five great sages, how can the barrier set up by Gu Zun be so easy to break?
Just as they were attacking the "Colorless Sumeru Realm" together, another faint gray mist quietly filled the air from the underground abyss.
Tang Huan, who was standing at the back of the crowd, first noticed something strange. He turned around and his face was immediately filled with horror.
"Oops! It's the death energy under the Nine Netherworld!"
When everyone heard his shout, they all turned their heads to look. After discovering the gray aura coming out of the air, their expressions changed drastically.
Although these gray mist were silent, the speed they erupted from the abyss was not slow at all. In just a moment, it almost filled the entire "Colorless Sumeru Realm".
All the monks present no longer cared about attacking the barrier and instead sat cross-legged in mid-air.
They pinched the spells with both hands, stretched out their body-protecting spiritual shields, and took out defensive magic weapons one by one, all looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.
A gray death air filled the air, and a look of pain appeared on everyone's faces.
Some of them have lower cultivation levels and have just formed elixirs. They don't have a few magic weapons that they can handle, so it's very difficult to fight against these dead auras.
An old man who was in the early stage of pill formation was shrouded in his own blue spiritual light. However, the gray death aura filled the air and seemed to be all-pervasive, actually getting in bit by bit.
In just a few breaths, gray spots began to appear on this person's originally rosy face, and even some skin began to fall off.
The old man had a painful expression on his face. He reached out and took out two pills from his waist, threw them all into his mouth, then made a hand seal with his hands, desperately resisting the death energy coming from under the Nine Netherworld.
Liang Yan looked at the scene around him with a strange expression on his face.
In this hell on earth, everyone's faces are distorted in pain. Even Fang Li and Buwen the layman in Wushuang City are struggling to resist this aura of defeat.
But he was the only one who felt nothing at all!
These deathly auras surrounded him, as if he was one of his own, and did not cause any harm to Liang Yan.
The energy of life and death in his body was slowly flowing. At this moment, everyone else was moving from life to death. But he was the only one who was originally a living dead.
"It seems that this deathly anger can't do anything to me."
Liang Yan stretched out his palm and shook it in the gray mist. He did not use any magical power to defend himself, but his palm was still intact and did not have gray spots like other monks.
He strode forward in the gray mist and came directly to Fang Li and Buwen. Then he stretched out his hands, one on the left and one on the right, and placed them on their shoulders.
Fang Lihe and Buwen Jushi, who were struggling to hold on, suddenly felt their whole bodies relax and their stress suddenly eased!
"Little brother, what's going on with you? Why aren't you afraid of Jiuyou's death energy?" Fang Liren asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Senior, it's a secret matter, so I apologize for having no comment." Liang Yan said calmly: "The most urgent thing now is to think of any way to escape!"
Fang Liren was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "What the little brother said is true. Fang asked more questions. But since I know that the little brother is not afraid of the Nine Nether Death Qi, Fang has a way, maybe he can give it a try!"