Chu Yang was stunned.

Even if he has seen too many grievances and hatreds, life and death fights, the little girl's last scream still makes his heart tremble.

Immature voices are the easiest to enter the depths of the heart.

"A sea of blood, the Hei family!"

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed, and a faint light flashed.

He took the mirror in his hand, gently ** it for a moment, and stored it in the True Dragon Ring. Stabilizing his mood and exhaling a breath of turbidity, remembering the name of the queen made him feel weird.

Nalan Yanran?

Xiao Yan's daughter-in-law's name is also this.

Shook his head and didn't think much more.

In the world, there are too many duplicate names.

Walking out of the room, I looked around again, and there was nothing of value.

At this time, he felt that the battle in the distance was becoming more and more intense, and the dust and mist were rising, and the flames were soaring into the sky, messing up the sky, making the gray fog temporarily retreat.

"Long Qiang, you're going to be unlucky!"

Turning around and looking at the center of the city, he felt a whole eight extremely powerful aura rushing into the sky, and quickly rushed over.

These eight breaths were no worse than Hei Duo, the ancestor of the Black Mountain Sect who was killed by him at the beginning.

"Eight half-step golden immortals!"

Chu Yang gasped, retracted his gaze, and turned around and walked into the shadows.

"Long Qiang, you were severely injured by me before, and here, you were violently consumed and not replenished, and now that the eight half-step golden immortals have arrived, how can you resist?"

With a chuckle, he continued towards the center of the city, leaving behind the aura of seals along the way.

Rotten bones, broken immortal soldiers, everywhere.

The further you go, the more ground you have.

The cracked earth, in some places, has become an abyss, and a viscous death breath emerges, containing the power of a terrible curse.

Even with Chu Yang's strength, he was terrified.

Turning a street corner, he paused, picked up a fragment of a weapon, and looked closely, and he sensed the imprint of the residual rule.

"At least it's the best immortal weapon!"

Chu Yang's eyelids jumped.

The best immortal weapons were all shattered, how terrible was the first battle?

The ominousness in my heart is even more intense.

After walking for a long time, he came to a square, and the gray fog made it hazy, but it could not block his view.

The square is big, but it's messy.

It was covered with a thick layer of dust, and there were many wide cracks.

At the edge, there are also collapsed pillars, preliminary calculations, about three hundred and sixty, except for three, all of them are broken and fallen, and some only have broken roots.

Chu Yang was about to leave, but he slammed it.

Under an intact pillar in front of him, there was a figure, constantly walking back and forth, as if repeating the monotony of hundreds of millions of years.

"Woo woo, damn sin!"

"Woo woo, Queen, why!"

"Why?

The figure, whimpering incessantly, kept repeating these three sentences.

Chu Yang observed for a moment and found that this figure seemed to be set, walking around repeatedly, repeating three sentences.

It hasn't changed for tens of thousands of years!

Chu Yang walked slowly, but he was extremely vigilant.

When he got closer, he really discovered that this was an illusory figure.

"How did it come to exist today?"

Chu Yang showed an incredible expression.

Turning his gaze, he looked at the pillar next to him, and there was a bead embedded in it, no, it was an eyeball, an eyeball with a gray glow.

As his gaze turned, this eyeball also seemed to look at him.

Can't help but be a spirit.

The shadow in front of him paused suddenly, turned around, and looked at Chu Yang, as if he was stunned, and his whimpering voice changed, but became more nervous: "Tell me, why? Why? Queen, tell me, why?"

"What, why?"

Chu Yang asked vigilantly.

"Our beloved Queen, why are you so loyal to your subjects, the guards who have given everything to you, why?

The figure kept questioning.

"Because I'm going to live!"

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed, his brain turned rapidly, and he said inexplicably.

"Do you want to live?" the figure paused, showing a confused look, and then a strange smile bloomed, "To live? To live! Yes, in order to live, we are all willing to sacrifice, as long as the queen can live, we are satisfied!"

"Yes, satisfied!"

"We're all satisfied!"

The figure suddenly dimmed, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The eyeballs on the stone pillar also turned into ashes, and the dense runes on them were also completely dim, losing the immortal essence.

Chu Yang's heart jumped fiercely, there was a kind of great terror.

"Queen......!"

His eyes were gloomy and he thought a lot.

What a lot of things to go through through the heavens? With a single word, he can speculate many things, but this speculation makes him chill.

"There's ...... in this!"

Shaking his head, Chu Yang no longer wanted to go down.

Thousands of years ago, no matter the conspiracy, no matter what kind of grievances, have all dissipated with the wind.

What remains now is nothing more than the remnants of the unwilling will.

Beyond the square, the front is even more messy, and you can vaguely see that in ancient times, it was a large palace complex.

It's just that a tragic war broke out here, and the destruction was relatively complete, some were beaten into deep pits, and some palaces were completely destroyed, only one in the middle was still relatively intact, and it can be seen through the walls that there are dense formations and runes.

On the ground, there were all kinds of dry bones, one of them, there was even a faint blood light, Chu Yang flicked his fingers, and a sword qi flew out and landed on it, the dry bones exploded, and a chain of order erupted.

"Golden Immortal Bone?"

Chu Yang's mouth was dry.

Even though he was just a doppelganger, he still felt a lot of pressure.

The golden immortals have been lost, and it can also be seen that the great war was fierce.

The dilapidated palace gate in front of it is half-hidden, faintly, and you can see the fairy light rippling inside. The breath coming from inside is ancient and vicissitudes, huge and gloomy, weird and vast.

It's cluttered and elusive.

The feeling of ominousness is even stronger.

Chu Yang had a feeling that there must be a great horror inside, and it must also hide the secrets of this ancient immortal city.

After a little hesitation, he walked over.

Pushing open the heavy hall door, a terrifying aura rushed to his face, as if there were hundreds of millions of yin spirits, straight into his mind, making many illusions appear in front of his eyes, Chu Yang's body was stunned, revealing an incredible color.

"Not good!"

With a loud shout, he unleashed all his might, detonating the aura of the seals left in his path.

In the next instant, he was swept into it by a terrifying force.

On the cliff, Chu Yang's pupils shrank and he looked at the center of the immortal city.

The clone has been completely destroyed.

The message that came at the last moment made his heart palpate.