Chapter 477: Battle for the Tomb of Tianhai

Huge waves surged into the sky, violent winds roared, and the sea suddenly turned into an endless battlefield. The sea wind blew sharp horns, and the waves were like iron-blooded warriors, attacking the people on the coastline with loud rumbling sounds.

Huge waves tens of feet high, carrying shuddering terror and unfathomable mystery, crashed crazily among the panicked crowd. Some weak Beginner Spiritual Realm spirits were actually knocked forward by these huge waves. Turning backwards, it was miserable again and again.

When he led Bai Chen and others to jump into the sea, countless figures of strong men also rushed into the sea. Under the wildly rolling sea, countless figures competed to dive, and the swords and swords between each other broke out one after another, cutting out a piece of The slices are bright red.

However, not long after these people jumped into the sea water, many people covered their throats in pain. In the churning sea, large amounts of poisonous mist spread, making these people instantly struggle between life and death.

No, this sea is poisonous!

Elder Duan of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, his old eyes darkened, he quickly stopped under the sea, and cast a determined look at Zhao Yuetian and Zhaoyao behind him.

The treasures of the Tomb of Tianhai are important, but saving the common people is a lifelong belief for the Yunxiao Sword Sect. Faced with the crisis filled with poisonous fog, as the great elder of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, Elder Duan decisively gave up the fight for the Tomb of Tianhai , used the poison-repelling magic and began to purify the poison in the sea.

When Elder Duan led his two men to defend the sea, he also cast his sharp eyes on Mo Ying, who was standing there in the distance. In his eyes, there was a determination to entrust a great responsibility.

Their eyes met, Mo Ying gritted his teeth, and cursed Bai Chen's reputation as a big devil in his heart, then turned around and swam crazily towards the bottom of the sea.

However, the speed at which the poisonous mist spreads in the sea is so alarming that with the strength of Elder Duan and the other three, they are completely unable to control it.

At this critical moment when corpses were scattered all over the sea, two young men in blue and white robes still rushed up from the bottom of the sea, swam in front of Elder Duan, and fought with them against the poison in the sea.

Casting grateful glances at Xiao Xi and Chen Mengyi who arrived, the five people began to spare no effort, vowing to fight the poisonous mist to the end and turn the tide.

As expected from the first plan designated by Bai Chen, the closest ones following them now are the four people from the Pluto Sect headed by the Ghost King, followed by the third and seventh strongest men on the Heavenly Spirit List who have lost their lives. Apart from the group of people from Shengtian Academy, there was no trace of anyone else.

Bai Chen was particularly shocked by the endless diving. He never expected that just not far from the beach, the depth of the seabed was so terrifying!

However, he has no time to think about these trivial matters now. Now that the Tomb of the Sky has reappeared in the world, if he gets there as early as possible, he will have a better chance of winning!

As the nine people dived frantically, at the end of their sight, a semicircular luminous barrier buckled deep into the seabed appeared.

After finally seeing the bottom of the sea, everyone was overjoyed and quickly accelerated their dive.

puff! puff! puff……

Nine figures bumped through the barrier one after another and came to the black tomb. The space here could not even be penetrated by sea water, as if it was isolated by some ancient spiritual formation.

"Bai Chen, hurry up, hurry up!" Hua Sheng stepped on the ground firmly with the soles of his feet, and his hand prints were fast. Countless boulders suddenly appeared in the mud on the seabed, and the terrain here was obscured.

At this time, Bai Chen stood behind a huge stone, hung the Fengshen Sword upside down in the air, formed a seal with one hand and said softly: "The Seventh Posture of the Eight Drunken Immortals, Yaochi Viewing the Sea!"

At the same time, the figures of the four people from the Pluto Sect also appeared one after another, and they ran towards the rocks with all their strength. Behind the Pluto Sect and others, the four people from the Shengtian Academy followed closely behind, with overwhelming momentum.

"Look, there is a huge black tomb behind those rocks!" Blocked by the huge rocks, Su Xiaowu did not see Bai Chen's figure, but saw the other eight people standing in the chaos.

Luluo raised her slender eyebrows in surprise: "Why don't these people enter the tomb?"

"Never mind them, let's go in first and talk about it later!"

Hua Dounan shouted loudly, and suddenly dodged, and with the lightest steps in the Pluto Sect, he took the lead in rushing towards the ancient tomb.

Hua Sheng and others stood quietly, watching the figure of Hua Dounan flying overhead without being moved at all.

"The evil people from the Pluto Sect want to touch the ancient tomb, so they must get past me first!" Suddenly, another figure shuttled very fast, even faster than Hua Dounan. In the blink of an eye, he raised his long sword and stabbed Hua Dounan. Dounan's vest.

Feeling the extremely vast spiritual power fluctuation behind him, Hua Dounan's face darkened, and he quickly turned around to meet him with his sword. However, when he saw Mo Ying with a ferocious face, he was immediately shocked.

"boom!"

The two swords struck each other, and Hua Dounan was obviously outmatched. A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and his whole body was like a kite with its string cut off. It flew into the rocks in an extremely awkward manner, shaking up a patch of mud and algae.

Just when Mo Ying was about to pursue the victory, a green silhouette stopped in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the cold bright eyes of the girl in front of him, Mo Ying pushed back a few steps with some fear: "Fighting Saint Lu Luo...!"

"If you dare to touch Huahua, you are seeking death!"

As Green Luosu waved his hand, a sword energy containing green poisonous gas was slashed out in an instant, shocking Mo Ying into a cold sweat.

The younger generation of the Yunxiao Sword Sect has fought against the younger generation of the Pluto Sect for several years. Under the leadership of Mo Ying, the Yunxiao Sword Sect has been victorious, but he knows very well that within the Pluto Sect, there is a person known as the "Fighting Saint" The girl "Lulu" has been practicing with Pluto, and her strength is far beyond the comparison of the other six saints.

Now they met for the first time, but the spiritual pressure emitted by Lu Luo made Mo Ying feel uneasy. When the former slashed this sword energy with his sword, Mo Ying could feel the gap between himself and the woman even more.

At this moment, another figure came to Mo Ying's side, and its aura was almost the same as Mo Ying's.

Seeing the visitor, Mo Ying's fearful eyes instantly revealed a hint of surprise: "Nangong Liucheng?"

Lingwu Hall and Wanjiantang have always been at odds with each other, and Mo Ying did not expect that Nangong Liucheng would come to help at this time.

The two of them took action together to resist Lu Luo's sword energy. Nangong Liucheng's calm and deep eyes flashed with a fleeting edge: "Senior brother, our opponent is Dou Sheng Lu Luo, we should be more serious."

"Okay, if you and I join forces, we won't be able to defeat her!"

With the help of Nangong Liucheng, Mo Ying regained his confidence again. Holding the sword in his hand, three sword auras exuding mournful sounds floated around him in an instant.

Glancing lightly at the three extraordinary sword auras beside him, Nangong Liucheng curled his lips: "As expected of Senior Brother Mo Ying, the three unique sword auras are indeed well-deserved~"

While smiling slightly, he glanced in the direction behind him again, where Bai Chen's eyes were also looking at him, as if he had a different concern for Nangong Liucheng.

Lu Luo fought fiercely with Mo Ying and Nangong Liucheng. At the same time, Qin Lang was also caught in the attack of Hua Dounan and Su Xiaowu. The fierce battle between six figures made the entire seabed restless.

However, the ancient tomb was behind the rocks. Just when the Ghost King rushed to the ancient tomb with thunderous force and raised his hand to blast, a young man with fairy wind and beast bones appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Looking up at this extraordinary young man, the Ghost King's calm old eyes gradually revealed a hint of ferocity: "The number one among the Heavenly Spirits of Shengtian Academy, Wang Jun..."