Airplanes!

Suddenly, the entire ground trembled, and Jiang Chen was still moving forward in the darkness at an unhurried pace.

Until the surroundings are no longer dark, but bloody, and even a very strong smell of blood can be smelled.

Soon, the whole world seemed to be stained with blood, and all Jiang Chen could see was blood.

Gradually, there was another sound of fighting.

The rich smell of blood, the deafening sound of fighting, and the inexplicable strong oppressive atmosphere...... In this blood light, Jiang Chen could vaguely see that the demonic qi was hidden, and all of it was mixed together, if it was an ordinary foundation building period cultivator, it would have collapsed long ago.

Jiang Chen had already adapted to it, not to mention that he had also refined the power of a small part of the bones of ancient gods and demons to transform himself, and it seemed that the divine soul contained demonic qi and was washed on the small gray planet.

Jiang Chen also felt wonderful, now that he had entered the Bone Illusion of Ancient Gods and Demons, those demonic qi did not dare to approach at all, but hid it.

At the same time, he also smacked his tongue at the bones of ancient gods and demons, which is worthy of being a treasure for monks, not only can he quickly and forcibly improve his cultivation, but he can also enter the illusion world to sharpen himself. Of course, there is a certain danger in refining and improving cultivation or entering the illusion, needless to say, he has already refined, and there are uncertain factors in the illusion, and there are all kinds of illusions, and if you accidentally fall into the illusion, it will be a dead end.

Although he was almost in the ancient city of Wancheng, Jiang Chen still wanted to race against time to improve his talent.

"Stomp, stomp!"

At that moment, the sound of fighting died down, replaced by the sound of ground trembling.

The endless blood-colored brute bull raised its hooves and slammed into the river dust.

"The first few times I fought with people, I didn't expect to fight with demon beasts this time." Jiang Chen raised the nine-ring tin staff, and in this illusion, he could change into a weapon he owned according to his consciousness, and began to kill the blood-colored barbarian bull.

As the killing began, Jiang Chen understood that these brute bulls were not attacking highly, but they could cause him severe pain, or pain from the soul, and it was very appropriate to use the soul to attack.

Jiang Chen understood why most of the monks who were not strong-willed died from the bones of ancient gods and demons, and it seemed that they could not bear this never-ending killing and suffering.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen has always remained sober, not losing his mind for pain, holding the nine-ring tin staff, bursting out of his talents, and submerged in the blood-colored barbarian herd.

……

On top of a mountain, the rocks looked very strange, strangely shaped rocks and trees frozen in ice, and below them flowed a river of hot magma.

One ice and one fire, creating a unique scene.

The ice exudes a cold air, but the heat waves in the rolling of the molten river fill the surrounding air from time to time, covering the cold and icy air, making the air in the void extremely dry, and the entire mountain and rock are filled with a violent atmosphere.

And compared to the cold ice, if you accidentally fall into the scorching magma here, unless you cultivate extremely high, you will definitely die if you fall into it.

Therefore, this kind of dangerous place will make people stay away.

However, in this environment, on top of its rocks, there are several figures standing here.

The chubby figure was intercepted by four people in front of him, and one of them looked at the chubby figure indifferently, and said coldly: "Just grab it!" ”

"Do you choose to jump off the lava or do we do it ourselves!" The aura of cultivation in the early stage of Jindan emanated from that person's body, and the voice resounded in this scorching and violent mountain stream.

If Jiang Chen was here, he would definitely be surprised, because he knew that slightly chubby figure, Ye Liangcheng, the little fat man who was related to Jun Taicang.

"Tied up?" Ye Liangcheng's indifferent gaze swept over the four of them, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his slightly pale face, and a cold voice rang out: "Your hands are really long enough, I just want to enter your sect, as for chasing and killing like this." It's a pity that you have chased and killed all the way, and you have never touched a single hair of me, and it is ironic that your cultivation is still higher than mine. ”

If Jiang Chen really saw the current Ye Liangcheng, he might no longer be surprised, but would be shocked, the cultivation fluctuations emanating from Ye Liangcheng's body were building the foundation of the Great Perfection!

In other words, Ye Liangcheng was promoted from the middle stage of foundation building to the Great Perfection of foundation building in just two months, although he was higher than Jiang Chen's cultivation at the beginning, but this cultivation improvement speed was even stronger than Jiang Chen's, which was simply terrifying. Don't forget that Jiang Chen is a traverser, there is a system, and the system is a bit of a cheat, but it is still quite good in terms of improving cultivation.

Of course, Jiang Chen didn't deliberately improve his cultivation quickly, if he wanted to improve quickly, ask Wukong to get a bunch of demon beasts, demons and the like, and let him kill as much as he wanted, and the experience points are not easy to capture, but if you do that, I'm afraid that the system will limit it, just stop in moderation.

"You are just a group of rabble, this little master takes a fancy to the sect where you are located, it is your luck, heh, what can you do to me?" Ye Liangcheng sneered again, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

In fact, Ye Liangcheng was aggrieved in his heart, after waking up in Black Wind Mountain, he received the task given by the above to join a certain sect to participate in the trial of immortals. I have been working hard to cultivate for the past two months, and I have almost arrived in the ancient city of Wancheng, only to realize that I have not entered the sect, so I found a sect at random, and for some reason I was targeted by someone, and the four people in front of me had to besiege him.

It was inconvenient to fight there, so he was attracted to this place, but the pursuit along the way made him very unhappy.

In the early days of the four Jin Dan, even if Ye Liangcheng deliberately pretended to be invincible and fled all the way, he was quite embarrassed, he didn't expect to chase after him, and he couldn't hold back here.

Hearing this, the corners of the leader's mouth twitched slightly, and they were also very depressed, obviously their cultivation was lower than them, and the four of them chased and killed for most of the day, but they didn't even touch a single hair.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, and I'll ask you again, did you take the initiative to be captured alive by me, or did you jump off the magma yourself?" A chill burst out of the leader's eyes.

"What do you say?" Ye Liangcheng stared coldly at the four people in front of him, showing a playful smile, not afraid, nor did he have any intention of running away.

"Kill!"

The leader finally couldn't hold his breath, and with a wave of his hand, the four of them took out their swords to attack Ye Liangcheng.

"The elder once said that this gun came down when I was born, and it is said that it is the gun of a generation of sect masters. Even if it's rusty now, this godkiller needs to be released. Looking at the ordinary god-killing spear in his hand, Ye Liangcheng whispered.

"I also stood in front of the statue of the first generation of sect masters in Zongmen Square and said that I must stand proudly above the Three Realms, so start with the trial of immortals!"

The playful smile at the corner of Ye Liangcheng's mouth froze, his face was serious, his slightly fat body was a little curved, and now he was as straight as a mountain ridge, if Ye Liangcheng was a harmless fat man before, then at this moment, he is a sharp sword that is being unsheathed!

Ye Liangcheng slowly raised the god-killing spear in his hand, grasped the end tightly, looked at it, and whispered: "God-killer, you embarrassed me last time, or in front of the future sect master!" This time, I hope you will give me a boosted face! ”

"Please accompany me to be proud of the world above the Three Realms!"

The god-killing spear seemed to hear Ye Liangcheng's inner shout, and the crisp sound of gunfire sounded, this sound seemed to penetrate deep into the soul, and the four people who attacked and came trembled all their bodies, and their respective swords trembled even more violently.

"Kill gods, finally one day you will reappear in the world, proud of the three worlds, and kill the real gods! Kill! Ye Liangcheng held the god-killing spear, and a brilliant spear **** came out, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind sounded in the ears of the four people, under their horrified gaze. In just an instant, they didn't even react, and one of the four people turned into blood and disappeared.

All the hot blood left behind was splashed on the god-killing spear, and under the light of the morning sun, it looked more and more vivid.

(End of chapter)