The formation of Rakshasa Cave Heaven had been destroyed by Chen Yi, so Li Qingjun had an unobstructed journey. However, the moment she crossed the spatial barrier, she was stunned.
It's not just her.
The awakened people who followed her into the cave were also stunned.
"What is this place?"
"Coffins, oh my God, there are coffins everywhere."
"Is this the underworld?"
"Vomiting, no, I feel nauseated. I'll go out and vomit for a while."
"What do you think that is?"
The sharp-eyed Awakened One noticed the fragments of the stone statue that had not been cleaned in time. Li Qingjun's expression condensed and he hurriedly stepped forward to inspect, while some brave ones helped to start the fight.
"Fuck!"
The sudden scream attracted everyone's attention, and when they followed the sound, they saw an awakened person half-kneeling on the ground, holding a piece of gravel in his arms, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"What are you yelling about?"
"Gulu..."
The man swallowed hard and slowly raised the gravel in his hand: although half of his face was cut off, his complete identity could still be vaguely recognized.
"It's the monster from before!"
Li Qingjun strode forward, grabbed the human-head-shaped stone, put his hands on his hands and closed his eyes to feel: "Statue? No, it has the breath of life, very weak, and can turn stones into gold?"
aside.
Qian Li stroked her hair with her slender fingers, her frosty eyes flashing: "He did it voluntarily."
"Um?"
"The traces of illusory dreams on this person's body indicate that he has been subjected to illusions."
"Explained in a modern scientific way."
"In that man-made dream, he experienced fear and despair and turned into a stubborn stone. It was a self-protection and self-defense mechanism of the subconscious mind."
This is an understatement.
Actually.
His head was split in half and his heart turned into stone. It was basically the same as losing all hope. Even if the Great Luo Jinxian descended to earth, he would not be able to save him. He was hung up by a strand of obsession, waiting to die.
All the awakened people present knew this, but they did not have the energy to worry so much: "Quickly, look for more to see if there are any other head fragments."
A rummage.
Four stone statues of different sizes and fragments in the shape of human heads are neatly placed on a tree stump. There is no doubt that they are the four old monsters who were showing off their power not long ago.
Half dead.
Maybe it was a hearty battle, maybe it was a devastating massacre... No matter what the possibility was, it could not change this unacceptable ending.
The four old monsters who were able to fight with the strongest Li Qingjun and Yan Chixia in the team, who were almost invincible in their eyes, died like this.
Death was as quiet as dropping a stone into the vast ocean, without causing any ripples. I always felt that they did not deserve to die so easily, well...
Hasty!
"Who killed them?"
Someone frowned and asked.
Qian Li's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully, but did not say anything. At this moment, the space trembled without warning, and the Rakshasa cavalry, which was sealed back in the wooden coffin by Chen Yi, escaped again.
The latter was intentional.
The power of the copycat is less than half that of the original version, so it is perfect for a trial, so that when the real underworld army arrives, all countries will not be able to predict it and be in a panic.
There will eventually be a battle between the two.
"not good!"
"There's an ambush!"
Listening to the sound of swords and swords coming and going from all directions, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Yan Chixia slashed out a sword energy without thinking: Unlike the pampered sect disciples like Li Qingjun, he was helpless in his previous life and was just a casual cultivator.
He had climbed up from the bottom bit by bit, and living in a chaotic and turbulent era, where ambushes and surprise attacks were commonplace, and he had already developed muscle memory.
Can.
The sword energy that was as sharp as iron fell on the body, but there was no response except a sonorous and harsh sound. The Rakshasa actually showed human contempt.
"Am I dazzled?!"
"Invulnerable?!"
Everyone was shocked, even Yan Chixia herself felt incredible.
"Let's take action together!"
Li Qingjun does not believe in evil, and the five elements gather between his five fingers. The fairy wind is like a knife, which burns away from the fire. The ivy turns into a chain, and the loess is the base. The golden tiger is ferocious and wants to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Knowing that life and death were at stake, the others did not dare to hide their secrets and used their trump cards one after another.
For a while.
The splendid and dazzling divine glow directly illuminated the dark and deep world of the cave world better than the daytime. The vast and boundless tide of mana raged in the void, all heading towards the Rakshasa.
"Boom!"
This moment.
The sky shook and the earth shook, and the clouds and rocks split.
Countless awakened people went all out, using magical powers one after another. The treasure coffins that had been passed down for thousands of years turned into dust, and the tall and tall locust trees disappeared into ashes.
Smoke billows, covering the clouds and the moon.
There is no doubt about it.
Faced with such an offensive, if you don't dodge or dodge, you will choose to fight hard. Even if you step half a foot into the realm of slaying the mortal or even the real slaying the mortal, you will not be able to escape whole body.
However.
When the yellow sand dispersed, everyone's expressions changed from anxious and expectant to shocked and horrified...
