"Xia Yuanjia!"

Xing Hui shouted angrily, his eyes staring at Xia Yuanjia almost burst into flames: "You want our Xing family to take the lead, I agree. You said there is an outline underground, I believe it. Now tell me, what does this mean?"

Geng Yuan said: "Xia Yuanjia, do you want everyone to die together?"

Tongxi smiled sarcastically: "That happens, there are so many people who are buried with you, and it's worth dying."

The small and medium-sized forces, as well as the lone-walking cultivators who followed the Shura Mountain army, also discovered the situation in the underground world. For a moment, people were panicked and fell into restlessness.

Xia Yuanjia took a deep breath and said, "Listen to me, there is a huge altar in this underground world, and there is a Palace of Forgetful Worship on the altar, and there is the exit."

"Altar?"

"Wangyou Palace?"

It was the first time that everyone heard this, and they couldn't help but feel skeptical.

"Xia Yuanjia, what you said is very concise, but why should we continue to believe you?"

Xing Hui said coldly.

"Everyone is now both grasshoppers on the same rope. Even if I want to cheat you, I won't even cheat myself!"

Xia Yuanjia said loudly: "Believe me, the altar is located in the south, let's kill it."

"I believe you again in the end."

Xing Hui calmed down a little, but in fact he knew that with Xia Yuanjia's IQ, it was impossible for him to even cheat himself. Then there was probably a glimmer of hope in this underground world.

"Boom!"

Soon, hundreds of masters from the Xing family took the lead and rushed to the south.

Tong Tin, the Black Turtle Clan led by Gen Yuan, and the elite Silver Dragon Clan followed closely behind.

Seeing this, Xia Yuanjia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He turned his head and glared at Su Xing, and sent a message: "Damn it, if there is no exit in Wangyou Palace, I will definitely be beaten to death."

"Wow!"

A light flashed in Su Xing's palm, and the sky bow and magic arrow emerged.

"Damn! What do you want to do?"

Xia Yuanjia looked shocked and thought Su Xing was going to attack him.

"call out!"

Su Xing quickly bent his bow and arrow, and shot him out in one direction with an arrow.

The magic arrow turned into a white beam of light and disappeared quickly.

The next moment, a huge roar sounded a hundred miles away, and golden lights spread wildly. The strong divine power fluctuated violently, and Dongguo Rumo's figure stepped out.

He looked at Su Xing with surprise: "How did you find me?"

Xia Yuanjia also understood the situation and stared at Su Xing in surprise.

"Because you want to kill me too much."

Su Xing grabbed the magic arrow flying back and said with a calm expression.

"I see."

Dongguo Rumo suddenly realized.

Xia Yuanjia also understood the reason, but both of them were secretly shocked.

Dongguo Rumo wants to kill Su Xing, and he will naturally expose his murderous intent.

Su Xing learned from Dongguo Rumo's position through those murderous intents.

This perception is so keen that it is incredibly sensitive.

"See you at the altar."

Dongguo Rumo curled his lips and his figure disappeared again.

"This guy doesn't seem to be afraid that we will go to the altar!"

Xia Yuanjia frowned and said, "Old Su, can we really fall into the trap, right?"

"Then tear the net."

Su Xing said with a cold and sharp expression.

Xia Yuanjia didn't speak anymore, and the murderous intent flashed in his pupils. Now the arrow was on the string and he had to fire. No matter what was ahead, they had to break through, otherwise they would have to be buried here.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded in the underground world one after another, continuous.

For everyone, this is a battle of back and forth.

Everyone burst out with great potential.

The speed of the Xing family's advancement has not decreased but increased.

The price that follows is that there is constant loss of spiritual cultivation.

Especially the Xing family, there were originally more than 500 people, and they were generally ninth-level gods, but before they knew it, there were only more than 200 people left.

You know, before breaking through, even after suffering on the top of the mountain for a night, the Xing family only lost dozens of people.

In other words, during the breakout, more than 200 ninth-level divine masters died in the Xing family.

Xing Hui said nothing, and his expression became extremely cold and sharp.

Xing Zhenlong's face was also quite gloomy.

Before coming to the Western Desert Continent, he never expected that the Xing family would suffer such a huge loss this time, and this loss continued.

Finally, Xing Hui saw the altar.

The towering altar is located in the center of the underground world, like a sacred mountain that has stood for billions of years. When people are in front of it, a sense of insignificance arises naturally.

Xing Hui did not seek the help of copper tin and Gen Yuan.

First, he knew in his heart that the two of them would not replace the Xing family to take the lead.

Second, he has his own considerations.

Although it is like being a cannon fodder, if the cannon fodder is strong enough, it is possible to become the first person to taste "delicious food".

If there is a way out of life on the altar, the Xing family can seize the opportunity.

At that time, won’t the Xing family, which holds the road to life, take the initiative?

It is not impossible to even kill all other people here.

Xing Hui hated Su Xing very much, and hated Xia Yuanjia and others.

If you have the chance and catch everyone in one go, Xing Hui will do it without hesitation.

When the Xing family lost more than a hundred masters again and only more than one hundred people were left, they finally successfully arrived at the altar.

There are also many human-shaped corpses on the altar. Looking around, they are dense and can't see the end at all.

Tong Tin and Geng Yuan, second only to the Xing family, appeared on the altar.

The losses of the Xuan Turtle Clan and the Silver Dragon Clan are lighter than that of the Xing family, but relatively speaking, the elites of the two clans have lost more than half of the losses, and most of the remaining people are injured.

The situation of the Lin family and the Jade Emperor Palace, which were cut off, was almost the same as that of the Xuan Turtle Clan and the Silver Dragon Clan.

"Forget-worry Palace!"

Xing Hui was the first to appear at the top of the altar, his eyes fell on the holy Wangyou Palace, and said to the Xing family: "Go into the palace."

The situation in front of him is exactly the same as what Xia Yuanjia described.

Xing Hui believed almost everything about what Xia Yuanjia said about the retreat.

"Xing Hui, the situation is not right. This Wangyou Palace is likely to be the tomb of the owner of the tomb."

Xing Zhenlong frowned.

"I know."

Xing Hui said calmly: "If it is not a tomb, how can we live in a life?

Since the owner of the tomb has not appeared, he is probably dead. Besides, with the current situation, how can there be an absolute safety place?"

"If you want wealth and honor in danger, you don't gamble. How can you move back to your disadvantages and take the initiative?"

Xing Zhenlong no longer said anything.

Xing Hui is extremely wise and has already considered the gains and losses clearly.

"Boom!"

More than a dozen masters of the Xing family appeared first in front of Wangyou Palace and took action together, trying to blow the palace gate open.

The surging divine power rushed forward frantically, causing the surrounding corpses to be killed quickly, and they were as powerful as the road, and finally hit the palace gate.
Chapter completed!