"The city of ghost prison is the city of ghost prison." After silence, hundreds of people exclaimed, unable to hide their surprise. They fought hard all the way and went through many hardships. They finally found it. How could they not find it? Excited.
At that moment, everyone, whether they were strangers or martial arts masters, got up, ran, stepped on the light kung fu, and rushed towards that direction, fearing that if they ran too slowly, they would be the first to get there and get the chance. meteorite.
Not everyone has gone. For example, what about the disabled, who can no longer stand, who are willing but unable to do so, and are lying there beating the ground? After all the hard work, we arrived at the ghost prison city, but we couldn't get through.
However, there were also some people who were very perseverant and limped over with a cane, as if to say: I can still save the life a little bit more.
Looking at Mr. Yangge and the others, they are still sitting in the glutinous rice circle.
"The legendary ghost prison city actually exists." Shangguan Jiu murmured.
"Why don't you go over and take a look?" Yang Xuan asked tentatively.
"It's better to say goodbye." Yang Gelao smiled and just wiped his sword with his head buried in his head. "My little friend must have his reasons for not letting us go. It's so scary outside, let alone the ghost prison city. The three of us went. Most of them are a burden. If you encounter a scary existence, it will be difficult for you to protect yourself."
"That's true." Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu thought for a while and sat down again.
If Ye Chen doesn't let him go, then he won't go. In this gloomy ghost mountain, Ye Chen is more moral than them. He has resolved more than one crisis, and he is reliable every time. If he listens to his words, he can live in peace. If you insist on looking for excitement, it's easy to do it. Turn left on Huangquan Road ahead.
The three of them did not sit still. They kept waving their hands and throwing healing medicine to the injured martial artists and strangers.
"Thank you." The disabled people all looked at him gratefully.
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." The words of the three people were surprisingly consistent.
After that, it became very quiet. Most of them were looking in the direction of the Ghost Prison City. After a long time, there was no movement at all.
"Old Yangtou, your sword is not bad!" Shangguan Jiu, who was bored, touched his chin and stared at Yangge Lao's Xuan Lei sword. He looked at it again and again. With his eyesight, he could see that it was so mysterious. The black sword is absolutely extraordinary and can be called a divine weapon.
"This is a gift from my little friend. It cuts iron like clay." Mr. Yang Ge happily held a rag and wiped it more vigorously, trying to make the Xuanlei Sword shine. It was so old that he would spend the rest of his life. , just pointed at it and confused.
"That boy, there are so many treasures." Yang Xuan lamented. He also liked Yang Ge Lao's sword and thought to himself that he would ask Ye Chen for one someday.
The words were divided into two parts. Ye Chen here had entered the deepest part and stopped in front of an ancient city.
The city gate is dark and tightly closed. The city wall is stained with blood. The blood from an unknown age has not dried up yet. It is bloody. There are traces of swords, guns, swords and halberds on it. The top of the city gate, There are also four big characters engraved on it: City of Ghost Prison.
Ye Chen raised his head and looked up at the misty sky. He could clearly see the spiritual power of the source crystal, wisps of it, floating into the Ghost Prison City. This confirmed his previous guess that it was indeed the Ghost Prison City that was causing trouble and a sneak attack. The spiritual power of the old grave source crystal.
And standing in front of the Ghost Prison City, he could clearly smell the breath of the devil.
"You know how to find a hiding place." Ye Chen snorted coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and pushed open the city gate with a powerful Vajra Palm.
Immediately, the devil surged and rolled out, violent and bloodthirsty, the aura of the devil was like a hurricane, and the rocks rolled down, causing the martial arts masters and strangers who had not yet arrived to fly out one by one.
Although the demon hurricane is strong, it cannot shake Ye Chen. He is like a monument, standing still, with only fierce clothes and long flowing hair.
Braving the hurricane, he stepped into the ghost prison city.
As soon as I saw it, I saw soldiers standing one by one, wearing cold armor and black helmets. They all had their eyes closed, holding swords in their hands, and their bodies were covered with dust. They stood one person at a time, forming a square formation, with tens of thousands of them. There are so many, like a black carpet, covering the earth.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, and he could see what these soldiers were. They were all evil spirits, but they were all given blood. Like puppets, they must have been created by the devil, and their purpose was to protect him.
Looking past the soldiers, Ye Chen looked deeper. At the end of the formation of soldiers, there was a stone platform. On the stone platform, there was a dark coffin. The devil was lying inside, and the spiritual power of the source crystal was stolen. , that’s where they are gathering.
With a touch of dark wind blowing, the dust on the soldiers' bodies was blown away, and the evil spirits who were given blood one by one opened their eyes collectively at this moment. Their eyes were empty and their expressions were dull. They were really puppets with no human emotions.
Without any orders, these evil soldiers also made an offensive posture, holding their fighting guns, and rushed towards Ye Chen, like a war, charging with all their might.
"Can they stop me?" Ye Chen said calmly, took out the peach wood sword, smeared it with his own blood, blessed the sword energy, swept out with one sword, and destroyed the evil soldiers who were charging forward on the spot.
During the killing, he walked towards the stone platform step by step, without squinting his eyes. All the evil soldiers who rushed towards him were killed by him with one sword. Even the tens of thousands of evil soldiers could not stop his pace.
Outside the city, martial arts masters and strangers arrived.
But the embarrassing thing is that I didn't even have time to take a breath, and I didn't even see what the city gate looked like, and it was blown away by the devil's hurricane again. Like autumn leaves, they were blown away all over the sky.
Not everyone is as powerful as Ye Chen. Third-rate characters like them still can't get in even if they reach the city gate. Even if Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan come, it's the same. If they want to enter the ghost prison city, they can't get in. Don’t even think about hundreds of years of skill.
"Where did the wind come from?" The martial arts masters and strangers were yelling at each other. They were all here, but they were blown all over the sky by a gust of wind. What's more, they are still floating in the sky now
"I don't believe it." A martial arts senior snorted coldly, his internal energy surged, his robes were as fierce as a stunned green man, he buried his head and rushed forward desperately.
The next second, he was back, blown back by the hurricane, and flew into the distance under everyone's watch.
Even so, there are still people who don't believe in evil, but when a gust of wind blows, everyone fucking believes it.
The wind is strong and I can't bear to accept it.
"Listen, is there a war in the city?" Many people gathered together and pricked up their ears. The sound of metal collisions could be heard continuously, coming from the ghost prison city, and the movement was not small.
"Is there anyone alive in the ghost prison city?" Everyone looked at each other.
While they were scratching their heads, Ye Chen in the city was killing fiercely. With one sword, the god blocked the god, the Buddha blocked the Buddha and killed the Buddha. He used ten thousand swords to clear the way for the sect, turning everything he passed into ashes.
In just a moment, nearly ten thousand evil soldiers were all destroyed and turned into ashes.
Ye Chen was filled with evil spirits, carrying the blood-stained Zhuxian Sword, and walked up the steps to the stone platform step by step. Every time he took a step, the sarcophagus trembled, which seemed to be anger and fear. From the soul.
Because, from Ye Chen, he felt an emperor's evil aura, which was exclusive to the Heavenly Demon Emperor. In other words, this mortal had killed the emperor of his Heavenly Demon Realm.
boom!
With a loud noise, the sarcophagus exploded, and the demon jumped out from inside, wearing dark armor, with flowing bloody hair, and scarlet eyes, covered with bloodshot eyes, dyed scarlet.
Ye Chen's expression was calm, his eyes were unruffled, and with one glance, he saw through the secret of the demon. He was not a pure demon, but a drop of demon blood left in ancient times, with a trace of remnant soul, and after years of vicissitudes, he was reshaped into a human form.
It's a pity that this is the world. He was suppressed innately and had no source of magic power. Moreover, he was still on an ancient mortal star, which caused him to degenerate into a half-human and half-monk state, with one foot in the mortal world and the other in the world. At Monk.
In this regard, he is not as good as Princess Yin Yue, and it is precisely because of this that he does not dare to go to the old grave, snatch the source crystal, and insist on fighting with Princess Yin Yue. His chance of winning is less than 40%.
"You are a mortal after all." The demon smiled ferociously.
"I have slaughtered the emperor before, even if I were a mortal, I would still kill you." Ye Chen said calmly.
"Seeking death." The demon shouted violently, stepped on the gravel platform, and slapped Ye Chen with his dark palm. The strong demonic wind was cold to the bone.