Poor Hai Wuya and Feng Bulu both fell to the ground.

Yang Mo, who was following, struck again with his sword, cutting off his head and crushing the inner elixir.

When dealing with a warrior in the divine elixir realm, the inner elixir must not be left behind, otherwise the opponent will definitely have a chance to be resurrected.

Yang Mo remembers this very clearly.

In the blink of an eye, Hai Wuya and Feng Bu died.

But this did not affect others who were fighting.

Especially Hun Mie Zhong, Feng Qianqian and Ao Fei.

These three people are already strong and naturally have no fear.

At this time, Ming Shuang was a little miserable being suppressed by Hun Mie Zhong.

Both of them are soul warriors.

Hun Mie Zhong always seems to be able to restrain Ming Shuang.

If it weren't for the Ghost Soul Pearl in his hand, Ming Shuang would have been defeated.

Yang Mo didn't dare to neglect and hurried over to help.

Two people dealt with one person, and the situation was gradually stabilized.

However, such a battle made those who were originally unwilling to give up think they had found an opportunity.

"Whoosh!"

A figure rushed underground.

Whoosh whoosh!

More figures followed.

These people all want to take advantage of this war to earn some opportunities.

They knew very well that there was only Ling Xiao underground at this time, and Ling Xiao was practicing. Without the protection of others, he would definitely not be able to stop their attack.

"Oops!"

Seeing this scene, Shi Shaobao and others were a little anxious.

As a result, many were injured.

After all, when masters compete with each other, especially when their strengths are not much different, it is easy to get caught by distraction.

"Don't worry about me, focus on fighting!"

Ling Xiao's voice sounded directly in their minds.

This also stabilized their military morale.

The group of people who entered the underground saw a horrific scene.
Chapter completed!