"Once Chi You wakes up, there's no way we can fight against him," Yang Jian said with a solemn expression.
Back then, the battle of the Celestial Court was extremely tragic. He had personally experienced it and was also a survivor. He was very clear about the true combat strength of the ancient War God. Besides hatred, there was also fear.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Jiuming is not the only one from the Demon Race. There are even more powerful guys here. We can't fight them head-on. We have to think of a way to escape first," said Zhenyuanzi.
As soon as his voice fell, there was a series of roars in the sky, as if there were still people fighting.
Just as they were puzzled, they heard the cursing voice again, "Jiuming, I said, those small fries belong to you, and Zhen Yuanzi belongs to me. If you still don't know your place, I don't mind killing you first."
"Hmph."
Jiuming's cold snort came from the sky, but the sound of fighting stopped.
Shen Luo was astonished. What kind of expert would be able to make an expert like Jiu Ming restrain his temper and not flare up?
"Shen Luo, you came from the labyrinth of hell. Do you know the way back?" Yang Jian suddenly asked.
"I was brought here by the Kun Ruins. I only have a map, and I don't know the way at all." Shen Luo looked bitter and took out the map of the labyrinth of hell.
As he spoke, he unfolded the map. He could not help but be stunned. On the map, there was a winding red line, all the way from the Fiendish Yin Valley to the Swamp of Desire.
"Hey, isn't there a way?" Nezha looked at Shen Luo with a strange expression.
"I've never taken this route. It should be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's doing …" Shen Luo was not sure and could only guess.
At this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly came down from the sky, causing all the Primordial experts present to feel a little scared.
"They're here. We can't care about that anymore. You guys take your men and retreat first. I'll block them for you." As soon as Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, the green light around his body surged. His body grew to a height of a thousand feet like a mountain. He raised his palm and blasted it into the sky.
In the next moment, the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked. The entire ruins completely collapsed.
Yang Jian quickly shouted and led everyone out of the Fiend Yin Valley.
Shen Luo held the Hell's Labyrinth map in his hands and ran at the front. He carefully observed the changes in the routes on the map. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice beside him. "Exalted Immortal …"
He turned his head and saw that it was Tsing Lu. He was speechless and asked, "Why haven't you run yet?"
"Exalted Immortal, where can I go now? I can only follow you," Tsing Lu said with difficulty, his face bitter.
Hearing this, Shen Luo no longer bothered with him. She led the group and rushed across the iron chain bridge, plunging into the black bamboo forest.
Only now did he finally know that there were nearly ten thousand people who had fled to the Underworld to seek refuge. Among them, the Human and Immortals were only a minority. On the contrary, there were more Demon Cultivators.
However, this was not surprising. From the beginning, the Demons targeted the Human and Immortals and roped in the Demon Cultivators. It was not until later that they began to treat them indiscriminately. Anyone who refused to submit to them was slaughtered.
This group of people rushed into the Hell's Labyrinth in a mighty manner. Behind them was the army of Demons that was chasing after them.
After passing through the Fiend Yin Valley, a vast plain appeared in front of Shen Luo and the others. It was snow-white and there was not a single plant in sight. It looked very desolate.
When they came to the edge of the plain, they found that the plain was pure white because there were countless white bones piled up on it. Most of them were Human Skeletons, but there were also huge Demon Skeletons. However, most of them were very old, and some had already decayed into powder.
No one dared to walk around casually. They could only follow the path led by Shen Luo.
But not long after, the ground on the right side of the team suddenly collapsed and sank into a huge hole. A huge white bone claw reached out from the hole and supported itself on the ground. A huge white bone body crawled out.
Its body was hundreds of feet long, and its overall outline was no different from a human skeleton. However, it had four white bone arms, each holding a white bone spear that was burning with cold ghost fire.
Noticing that there were a large number of living creatures here, the ghost fire in the giant white bone ghost's eyes flickered. It rushed over in a few steps and waved its bone spears at the group of people.
"Don't worry about it. You guys keep moving forward!" Nezha's voice rang out as he disappeared.
In the next moment, flames burst out and the giant white bone ghost's body exploded, turning into countless broken bones that scattered on the ground.
However, just as this side was destroyed, the ground on the other side collapsed. Three white bone elephants crawled out of the ground and charged toward them. Bull Demon took the initiative to meet them and scattered them.
The group stumbled along the way. It was not easy for them to rush out of the plain of white bones and arrive at a forest of sword thorns. They were blocked by a group of strange beasts with iron scales all over their bodies.
Before the killing here was over, the Demons had already followed the traces left behind by their fight and chased after them.
Shen Luo handed the map to Nie Caizhu and flew to the back of the group with Bull Demon. Looking at the thousands of Demons chasing after them, they directly went up to meet them.
Bull Demon raised his hand and took out his palm-leaf fan. He stood in the air and waved his arms wildly. Tornadoes whistled out and quickly blew the army of Demons into disarray.
Shen Luo was not willing to fall behind. He used the Thousand Miles Wing Spread Secret Technique to shuttle back and forth among the Demons. The Sea Suppressing Iron Staff in his hand continuously smashed down in mid-air, smashing the already fragile plain of white bones full of holes.
The fierce ghost kings sleeping under the plain were awakened by him. They crawled out of the ground and fought with the Demons chasing after them.
Shen Luo and Bull Demon only flew to chase after the others after messing up the whole plain of white bones.
Before the two of them returned, a green light flashed behind them. Zhen Yuanzi had already caught up with them. The front of his chest was stained with blood. It seemed that he was also injured.
"Great Immortal, are you okay?" Shen Luo asked worriedly.
Zhen Yuanzi was now the backbone of these people. If something happened to him, their morale would definitely be damaged, and it would be difficult for them to have the heart to fight again.
"I'm fine. That guy has been repelled. He won't catch up for the time being," Zhen Yuanzi said.
"He is?" Shen Luo asked curiously.
"An unruly guy. I just didn't expect him to join the Demons." Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, unwilling to say more.
…
On the plain of bones, Jiu Ming's expression was extremely gloomy as he gazed at the mess on the ground. He knew in his heart that if that fellow was willing to join forces with him, then that fellow would absolutely not allow Zhen Yuanzi to escape so easily.
Unfortunately, that guy's strength was above his, and he did not listen to his orders at all.
"Lord Jiuming …" A leader of the Demons came forward and said with some fear.
"Enough, there's no need to chase. In the Hell Labyrinth, we will only be at a disadvantage. Go to the few exits of the labyrinth and guard them. Just wait for them," Jiuming said with a cold snort.
"Yes."
The leader responded and called the Demons back to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
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