"The city of ghost hell is the city of ghost hell. After the silence, hundreds of people exclaimed, it was difficult to hide their surprise, they fought all the way, and after too many tribulations, they finally found it, how could they not be excited.

At that moment, whether it was a foreign warrior or a martial arts master, they all got up, ran and ran, stepped on the light gong, stepped on the light gong, and rushed towards that direction, for fear that if they ran slowly, they would be taken first and get the meteorite outside the sky.

Not everyone went, for example, the disabled, who couldn't stand up, had the heart but were powerless, and were lying there pounding the ground?

However, there are also some people who have great perseverance, and limp past with a cane, as if to say: I can save it again.

Looking at Yang Ge Lao and them again, they are still waiting in the glutinous rice circle.

"The legendary city of Ghost Hell really exists. Shangguan Jiu muttered.

"Why don't you go over and take a look?" Yang Xuan said tentatively.

"Or don't. Yang Ge Lao smiled, only buried his head and wiped his sword, "Xiaoyou doesn't let us go, there must be a reason for him, it's so scary outside, not to mention the city of ghost hell, I went, most of it is a burden, if you encounter a terrible existence, Xiaoyou will not be able to take care of it." ”

"That's right. Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu thought about it and sat down again.

Ye Chen didn't let him go, then he didn't go, in this gloomy ghost mountain, Ye Chen was more Taoist than them, and he resolved more than one crisis, and he was very reliable every time, listening to his words, he could live Ansheng, if he insisted on looking for excitement, it would be easy to do, turn left to Huangquan Road ahead.

The three of them did not sit still, and kept waving their hands, throwing healing medicine to those disabled martial artists and strangers.

"Thank you. "The disabled all cast grateful eyes.

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter. The words of the three were surprisingly consistent.

Next, it was very calm, most of them looked in the direction of the Ghost Hell City, and after a long time, there was no movement.

"Old Yang Tou, your sword is not bad!" Shangguan Jiu, who was bored, touched his chin and stared at Yang Ge's old Xuanlei sword, looked at it again and again, and with his vision, he could see that such a black sword was absolutely extraordinary, and it could be called a divine weapon.

"The little friend sent it, sharpening iron like clay. Yang Ge was happy, holding a rag, wiping it more vigorously, trying to wipe the Xuanlei Sword brightly, as soon as he was old, he would point to it for the rest of his life.

"That kid, there are a lot of treasures. Yang Xuan sighed, and the thief liked Yang Ge's sword, and secretly thought, he would ask Ye Chen for one day.

The words were divided into two ends, and Ye Chen on this side had already entered the deepest part and stopped in front of an ancient city.

The city gate is dark, it is closed, the city wall, stained with blood, I don't know which age of blood, has not dried up yet, bloody, on it, there are traces left by swords, guns, swords, halberds, the top of the city gate, there are also engraved four big characters: the city of ghosts and prisons.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked up at the ethereal sky, and he could clearly see the spiritual power of the source crystal, and the wisps of it floated into the city of ghost prison, which very well confirmed his previous guess, it was indeed the city of ghost prison that was doing the trick, sneaking up on the spiritual power of the old tomb source crystal.

And standing in front of the Ghost Hell City, he could clearly smell the breath of the Heavenly Demon.

"You're going to find a place to hide. Ye Chen snorted coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and pushed open the city gate with a strong Vajra palm.

When he landed, the demons were surging, rolling out, tyrannical and bloodthirsty, the breath of the heavenly demons was like a monstrous hurricane, and the mountains and rocks that were blowing rolled down, so that the martial arts masters and aliens who had not yet arrived here flew out one by one.

Although the Heavenly Demon Hurricane was strong, it couldn't shake Ye Chen, he was like a monument, standing still, only his clothes were fierce, and only his long hair was fluttering.

Against the hurricane, he stepped into the city of ghosts.

When I entered the eye, I saw soldiers standing one after another, wearing cold armor and black helmets, all with their eyes closed, holding war battles, covered with dust, standing one step at a time, forming a square formation, there were tens of thousands, like a black carpet, covering the earth.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, he could see what these soldiers were, they were all evil, but they were all endowed with blood, if it was a puppet, it must have been created by the Heavenly Demon, and its purpose was to protect him.

Looking at the soldiers, Ye Chen looked deeper, at the end of the soldiers' phalanx, there was a stone platform, on the stone platform, there was a pitch-black coffin, the heavenly demon was lying inside, and the source crystal spiritual power that was stolen was gathered there.

With a touch of yin wind blowing, the dust on the soldiers' bodies was blown away, and one by one the evil spirits who were endowed with blood, at this moment, the collective opened their eyes, their eyes were empty, and their expressions were wooden, they were really puppets, no one's emotions.

There was no order, these evil soldiers also made an offensive posture, holding the battle Ge, and rushed towards Ye Chen, like a war, desperately charged.

"With them, can they stop me?" Ye Chen said lightly, took out the peachwood sword, smeared it with his own blood, blessed the sword qi, swept out with a sword, and the evil soldiers who charged in front of him were wiped out on the spot.

During the killing, he walked to the stone platform step by step, not squinting, but all the evil soldiers who rushed were cut by him with a sword, and tens of thousands of evil soldiers could not stop his pace.

Outside the city, martial arts masters and alien warriors have arrived.

But the embarrassing thing is that he didn't have time to breathe, and he didn't even see what the city gate was, and he was blown away by the demon hurricane that day, like autumn wind and falling leaves, and the sky was blown all over the sky.

Not everyone is like Ye Chen, with profound skills, such as them, third-rate characters, even if they get to the city gate, they still can't get in, even if Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan are here, it's the same, if you want to enter the city of ghost prisons, you don't have hundreds of years of skills, don't even think about it.

"Where did the wind come from. "Martial arts masters and alien warriors, all scolded each other, they are all here, but they are blown all over the sky by a gust of wind, and what's more, they are still floating in the sky?

The old man didn't believe it. A martial arts senior snorted coldly, the internal force was surging, the robe was fierce, like a stunned blue, burying his head, and rushing forward desperately.

The next second, he was back, blown back by the hurricane, and flew off into the distance under everyone's eyes.

Even so, there are still people who don't believe in evil, but a gust of wind blows, and all of them are fucking believed.

It's windy, and it's not okay if you don't accept it.

"Listen, is there a big war in the city? "Many people gathered together, pricked up their ears, and the sound of metal colliding was endless, from the city of ghost hell, and the movement was not small.

"Is there a living person in the city of hell?" everyone looked at each other.

They were scratching their heads, Ye Chen in the city, he killed fiercely, one sword by one, God blocked and killed God, Buddha blocked and punished Buddha, and opened the way to the sect with ten thousand swords, and everywhere he passed, everything turned into ashes.

In just a moment, nearly 10,000 evil soldiers were wiped out into ashes.

Ye Chen was furious, carrying the blood-stained Zhuxian Sword, stepping on the steps, step by step onto the stone platform, and every time he took a step, the sarcophagus trembled, as if he was angry, but also seemed to be afraid, that kind of fear, from the soul.

Because, from Ye Chen, he felt a breath of the emperor's evil spirit, exclusive to the Heavenly Demon Emperor, that is, this mortal had slaughtered the emperor of his Heavenly Demon Domain.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the sarcophagus exploded, and the Heavenly Demon jumped out from within, wearing pitch-black armor, with bloody hair fluttering, scarlet eyes, covered with bloodshots, and stained scarlet eyes.

Ye Chen's expression was calm, his eyes were unwavering, and at a glance, he saw through the secret of the Heavenly Demon, he was not a pure Heavenly Demon, but a drop of Heavenly Demon blood left over from ancient times, with a trace of remnant soul, through the vicissitudes of time, and then shaped into a human form.

It's a pity that this is the heavens and all the realms, he is inherently suppressed, and he has no origin to provide magic power, and he is still in a mortal ancient star, causing him to degenerate into a half-human and half-monk state, with one foot in a mortal and one foot in a monk.

At this point, he is not as good as the Yinyue Imperial Princess, and it is precisely because of this that he did not dare to go to the old grave, forcibly robbed the source crystal, and insisted on fighting with the Yinyue Imperial Princess, his chance of winning was less than forty percent.

"You're a mortal after all. The Heavenly Demon smirked.

"I have slaughtered the emperor, even if I become a mortal, I will destroy you as well. Ye Chen said lightly.

"Look for death. The Heavenly Demon drank violently, stepped on the gravel platform in one step, and slapped Ye Chen with his black palm, the strong demonic wind, cold to the bone.