The shadow of the chains shrouded in the dark flames seemed to carry some kind of weird and terrifying aura.
Zhou Chuan was clearly just waving his hand casually, but the hideous face of the stone statue revealed human-like fear.
But they still came forward mechanically, with swords raised above their heads, pulling with them the thread-like death energy, swinging from all directions.
The attack left no blind spots and seemed unavoidable.
The soul-binding chains swam like a mad dragon covering the sea. With Zhou Chuan as the center, the dark blue flames rotated, the barrier was stretched out, the stone slabs on the ground cracked, and a loud sound of breaking stones echoed between heaven and earth, almost covering the thunder.
The first flash of lightning blew up, Zhou Chuan leaned back and raised the chain, breaking a stone statue in half;
In the second bright moment, he used the half chain to tightly strangle the neck of a stone statue, ignoring the flames on the chain;
The third, fourth, fifth...
Amidst the continuous thunder, Zhou Chuan, the underworld player, for the first time fought in the most unrestrained way, just like most card players in this world, rushing forward recklessly.
Half a minute ago, the place was full of dark shadows, but now they were all lying on the ground, and the yard was full of stone stumps.
The flowing water was also filled with debris and stone chips.
The remaining stone statues seemed to come alive at this moment, and they retreated with horror on their faces.
For some reason, they did not return to their state of "non-existence".
Either they can't, or the "person" behind the scenes doesn't want to.
Zhou Chuan didn't care.
He slowly straightened the half chain. The rain sprinkled on it one second and turned into thick mist the next.
He ignored the humanized stone statues and walked towards the statue of the woman, stepping into the rain.
From the beginning to the end, this was the one closest to him, but until now, there was no scar on it.
Unlike the other stone statues that showed fear on their faces, there was no terror on her face. Instead, she showed a smile that was so calm that it was eerie. Two dark tears of blood flowed down her eye sockets.
Seeing this, Zhou Chuan attacked again, pulling out a long, narrow blue ribbon of flame in the air, like a piece of calligraphy with dangerous strokes.
"what do you want?"
The stone statue grabbed the chain, and with the palm of its hand as the source, its body gradually disappeared. However, she seemed not to feel any pain, and walked towards Zhou Chuan with a faint smile, and came in front of him.
She stared at him, only a few feet away, and spoke each word with emphasis: "The City of the Dead... is mine!"
"Black Mountain Ghost King." Zhou Chuan said, "You might as well kill me now."
The statue kept smiling, and looked sideways towards the temple roof, only to meet the majestic horse's eyes, with visible fear in his expression: "This is the last time. I allow you to play around in this land, but if you want to seize the City of the Dead, then we will have to break off relations."
"Those guys are indeed powerful, but they won't always stay by your side."
Zhou Chuan's eyes moved slightly when he heard this.
Capturing the city was a plan he had made long ago, and it would not change because of anyone's words.
What surprised him was that the Black Mountain Ghost King could actually say such words, obviously he was quite intelligent.
This is quite different from his previous judgment.
It makes sense. Black Mountain is a well-known dangerous place in Kyushu. There are many powerful wild ghosts and monsters, and there are countless well-known card players who come here for its reputation. However, no one can take advantage of this guy.
This is obviously not something that can be achieved by strength alone.
"Don't let your young fame go to your head. You don't even have any hair on your lips."
At this time, the withered statue had been eroded by the flames, half of its body had been burned off, and half of its face was propped up with a half smile, the scene was strange and unusual: "I will say this one last time, Queen Xia, leave Black Mountain, and I will not bother you."
"You really don't want to cause trouble?"
Zhou Chuan suddenly asked.
"certainly."
The Black Mountain Ghost King still maintained that weird smile.
Just as the statue was about to be completely destroyed, thunder exploded in the dark sky. Zhou Chuan stepped back abruptly, and as his vision faded, he saw a shadow rushing out from the only remaining hole of the statue.
It was a majestic figure in a robe, wearing a crown and holding a dark red sword, and the rain curtain splashed into a circle.
With him as the center, an invisible field expanded, and blood rain filled the sky and the earth. Countless strange hands stretched out from the puddles on the ground and tightly grasped Zhou Chuan's ankles.
For a moment, Zhou Chuan was unable to move!
But he showed no fear at all.
In front of him, the figure in black and red robe wielding the sword was infinitely majestic, but taller than him was the horse-faced demon with a strong physique. A vortex of phantom flames, much larger than the one Zhou Chuan had summoned, expanded in an instant, tightly wrapping the shadow of the Black Mountain Ghost King inside.
Then, there was a burning sound that made your teeth ache.
Soon, the vortex of dark flames dissipated, and Master Ma Si walked out from the blue curtain of fire. A divine light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at the sky.
Zhou Chuan also looked up at the sky. Just like before, the cold and heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, as if someone had cut a hole in the sky.
In the wind and rain, the locust tree forest surged like waves.
Zhou Chuan knew that the battle was far from over.
The Black Mountain Ghost King's action just now completely broke off his relationship with him.
He is obviously a tyrant who rules a region, but he wants to launch a sneak attack. This guy really lacks courage. No wonder he looked as hunched and skinny as an old monkey when he saw him in the "prophetic" dream.
Just go for the steady flow.
Judging from the number of times Zhou Chuan has read dozens of Gou Dao online novels, this guy's next round of offensive is coming soon.
As for where this offensive comes from
Of course, it is the "god" worshipped in this strange temple.
"Give me back my offspring!"
In the storm, angry and resentful voices resounded.
"You are a locust tree, how can you have offspring?"
Zhou Chuan watched as the shadow of a locust tree emerged from the sky above the strange temple and gradually grew larger, with its crown reaching several hundred meters high.
With such a huge body, the beautiful face with closed eyes looked extremely ferocious and ugly.
"Zhou Chuan!"
At this time, a calling voice came from afar.
The next moment, a figure fell from mid-air and landed beside him.
"Hello, No. 1, are you receiving special treatment from the teacher in charge?"
The voice was teasing and came from a young man with regular features and a lively spirit.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Tong Qi." The young man introduced himself and then smiled brightly: "Don't worry about me holding you back. No matter how bad I am, I am still the third in the country."
"Then you must follow closely later." Zhou Chuan chuckled and said, "I don't know if you have heard of this saying, when you run, you don't have to run faster than the hunter, just run faster than the people around you."
After saying that, Zhou Chuan exerted force with his knees, landed on the shoulders of the giant Ma Siye, and soon disappeared at the end of the young man's sight.
Tong Qi couldn't help but be stunned, wondering why this guy didn't follow the routine
Shouldn't the top pick face danger? Why is the third pick left here
"well."
He shook his head helplessly, and started running the next moment.