Chapter 1: The Black Altar
S City, among the haunted houses of abandoned playgrounds on the outskirts of the city.
The black altar arches and exudes a cold sheen.
Above the altar, a slender three-meter-long crack slowly floated, and the gap was deep.
Blood escaped from it, staining the altar red.
At this moment, a young man stood under the altar.
Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, tall posture.
A black robe rippled slightly, and a long knife like black jade was held in his hand.
He stood there coldly, his eyes dark.
It's like a statue, staring at the monster that comes out of the crack!
It was a ghost, pitch black, surrounded by black mist, the ghost was three meters tall, holding a horse chopping knife in his hand, with a sharp edge, and under him was riding a ghost horse, spitting blue flames.
It's like a demon returning from hell, and it's terrifying!
After stepping out of the black altar, the ghost looked around coldly.
Soon, he locked on Fang Yuan, who was standing under the altar, and the skull under the bronze mask spewed out a bit of cold flames, riding a horse and slashing at Fang Yuan! Fang Yuan's face was expressionless, and at the moment when the ghost was about to come to him, he instantly struck.
Wow!
The galaxy was shining, and the long knife seemed to tear a crack in the air, instantly slashing at the ghost knight's body, chopping the horse, and the bronze armor was shattered one after another.
Before the ghost knight could rush in front of Fang Yuan, he collapsed with a bang, and the three-meter-tall skeleton shelf shattered to the ground, revealing the phosphorus fire light of Sensen, and dissipated without a trace.
With a single sword, this terrifying ghost was split in half by Fang Yuan.
The skeleton fell to the ground, cold and piercing.
A cold aura emanated from the skeleton's body, forming a trace of ice on the ground.
Fang Yuan's face was tired, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Under the ghost fire, a mountain formed by the white bones of the forest stood steeply.
It's about 10 meters tall and fills the entire haunted house!
......
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of S City, two police cars are whizzing towards an abandoned playground.
A police car in front was full of policemen, loaded with guns.
In the back car sat several reporters, with long guns and short guns.
The leader is a beautiful woman in her twenties, young and beautiful, with a good figure.
At this moment, this beautiful woman is pinning a tiny camera to her neckline, and her eyes are full of nervous anticipation.
The purpose of their trip was an abandoned playground.
Recently, the seventh census of S City is in full swing, and it is about to come to an end.
Who knew that at this time, he received a report from a homeless man.
He said that in a haunted house in an abandoned playground on the outskirts of the city, there lived a strange man, who looked very young and lived in a secluded house, and few people had seen him.
It's just that from time to time, there are bursts of wailing sounds, miserable and sharp.
There was also the stench of rotting things, and some people were curious to pass by the haunted house, and they could feel the cold breath coming from inside, cold and biting.
This shocked the police in charge of registration.
Although they were extremely careful in their investigation, they also checked the playground at the beginning.
But I never thought that someone would choose to live in a haunted house.
Moreover, the sound of wailing, the smell of decay, and the frozen warehouse are too easy to provoke reverie.
Don't...... This house is inhabited by a serial murderer who treats the haunted house as a corpse scene?
The policeman's heart sank, knowing that he didn't dare to delay, he called up the local camera and the household registration system to check.
However, it was found that there was no such person, and it had never been registered on the system.
Obviously, the other party just wants a black account.
The black hukou is still a criminal suspect, and he lives in a haunted house in a simple place.
There are ghosts, there is definitely a problem!
The police immediately made a decision and drove towards the abandoned playground, intending to arrest the person first and then interrogate him carefully.
And the news reporters in S City are also sensitive to smell explosive news.
I hurriedly followed to see if I could catch a big fish.
Nearly an hour later, two police cars slowly stopped at the entrance of the playground.
The playground has been abandoned for four or five years, dilapidated and covered with cobwebs.
The police reporter stepped out of the car, looked around, and cautiously touched the haunted house in the depths.
Soon, they arrived in front of the haunted house.
The haunted house is quite large, covering an area of several thousand square meters.
The whole body is pitch black, and skulls are specially drawn on it to create an eerie atmosphere.
As the homeless man said, they had just approached the house.
A cold breath seeped out, straight into the bone marrow, making people feel frightened.
Don't...... Is this really a murderer, in order to prevent the corpse from decomposing, so the house was converted into a frozen warehouse?
But the question is, how did the other party survive in the house?
Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes became more and more serious.
Several police officers glanced at each other, checked their weapons, and loaded their bullets.
And news reporter Li Mengjun also pinned the miniature camera and cautiously followed.
The mystery of the haunted house is about to be revealed.
......
In the haunted house, the forest is cold and cold.
Fang Yuan slowly withdrew the Soul Shattering Knife in his hand.
The blade was sheathed, dimmed, and the whole haunted house became quiet.
Fang Yuan stood at the foot of the White Bone Mountain, looked at the wound on his wrist, and sighed tiredly.
The scar was black and no blood was oozing.
Instead, it reveals a dead black aura that prevents the wound from healing.
This is the weirdness of the ghost monster, where the ghost death breath goes, there is no grass.
Fang Yuan sat on the black altar.
He obviously looked like a young man, in his prime.
However, in those deep and cold eyes, there is a twilight that has experienced vicissitudes.
The sun is thin, and the old man is dying.
It seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of life and the changes of the world.
For he has been at the altar for a hundred thousand years.
From time immemorial, before the birth of human beings.
And he kept under this altar, alone, carrying everything.
Behind the altar, there is another world, the Abyss Ghost Realm.
It is filled with countless ghostly monsters, bloodthirsty and tyrannical, and lifeless.
They don't want to break through the rift in time and space on the altar all the time.
Step into this world, slaughter all the creatures in this world, and transform them into an army of ghosts!
For 100,000 years, Fang Yuan has witnessed the birth of human beings, the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, and the destruction of one species after another.
In his eyes, it is the vicissitudes of life and the quiet time.
He is like a traveler in the long river of time, weathered and silent.
All the splendor had nothing to do with him, he just silently guarded the altar and watched coldly.
Prevent the army of ghosts behind the altar from breaking into this world, causing the destruction of civilization and the destruction of life.
For 100,000 years, the altar changes places every once in a while.
And Fang Yuan has also traveled to every corner of the world.
Only now, he could feel that the altar was in turmoil.
The abyss ghost world behind it is also ready to move, and it will tear open the space-time crack and step out anytime and anywhere.
How long can he hold on?
Fang Yuan sighed faintly, helpless.
Right now.
Knock knock!
Knock knock!
There was a knock on the door outside!