The thought moved slightly, and the copper bell that seemed to have disappeared suddenly magnified in Cheng Huan's heart.

With the perception between this line, Cheng Huan suddenly fell into a demon, and moved lightly towards the lotus step of the imperial city's defense line without squinting.

If it weren't for the pedestrians on the street who were already bustling, Cheng Huan would have already flown up and walked towards the place where the copper bell was located at a shocking speed.

Seeing this, Ouyang Gurong didn't say much, and leaned over to pick up Tianjun and strode behind Cheng Huan.

All of a sudden, there were vendors and apprentices with morning stalls on the street, and they saw two snow-white figures, like two lightning bolts, rushing towards the direction of the imperial city.

When the group of three people walked outside the vermilion palace wall, the rising sun jumped out of the layers of mountains and shone out, inlaid a layer of gold for the three of them.

After Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong glanced at each other, they made sure that each other's thoughts were the same.

I saw that between the lightning and flint, the two snow-white figures that were still walking rapidly just now disappeared under the golden light.

Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong, the lightning-fast figures flew into the deep palace wall at this moment.

Before leaving the capital, Cheng Huan had an experience of breaking into the imperial city privately, so this time it was naturally very familiar with it.

Although Ouyang Gurong on the side was holding Tianjun in his arms, because he was born and raised here, he was already very familiar with every brick and tile here, so he did not hesitate.

Sensing the location of the copper bell, after entering the imperial city, Cheng Huan did not rush to the place where the copper bell was located.

Because faintly, Cheng Huan also felt the blocking power from another force.

As if there was an invisible hand operating, while bringing Cheng Huan and his party to the imperial city, a series of transparent enchantments were erected, blocking the steps of the three of them moving forward.

"Huan'er, come back!" Just as Cheng Huan walked into a courtyard with sparse flowers and trees, Ouyang Gurong's surprised voice suddenly sounded in Cheng Huan's ears.

At that time, no matter how strong the induction of the copper bell was in his heart, Cheng Huan flew towards Ouyang Gurong and Tianjun's side.

For this high-walled and deep palace, Cheng Huan's understanding is only limited to the exploration of a female ghost that night when he returned to the land for more than ten days.

However, compared to Ouyang Gurong, who had lived in this imperial city for more than ten or twenty years, Cheng Huan was naturally more willing to believe Ouyang Gurong's judgment.

Being able to make Ouyang Gurong show such a surprised posture must not be an easy place to get through.

It was when Cheng Huan's white figure quickly retreated to Ouyang Gurong's side, and the scenery on the opposite side suddenly changed.

The courtyard that had previously been sparsely populated by flowers and trees was transformed into a Shura purgatory in an instant, filled with blood and carnage, as well as corrupting corpses everywhere.

Cheng Huan didn't have time to think about it, the white wide sleeves had already covered Tianjun's eyes, and gently wrapped Tianjun's black eyes, preventing him from seeing such a bloody place.

"Blood Curse!" A moment later, Ouyang Gurong let out another exclamation in Cheng Huan's ears.

Even Cheng Huan, who was indifferent and calm, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face.

Regarding the legend of the blood curse, Cheng Huan has more or less heard of it.

Blood spells, like life and death contracts, are strange and evil spells handed down from ancient times.

Unlike the obscure and complicated life and death contract technique, the Blood Curse is a powerful offensive spell created entirely by relying on the power of yin and evil.

Because the spell has a huge ability to reverse, this spell has been destroyed hundreds of years ago, and even Cheng Huan, who is browsing the expo, can only learn a little bit of information from the ancient books.

I didn't expect that there were still people in the high walls of this imperial city today who knew how to cast this spell.

Turning his head and glancing at Ouyang Gurong, he also had a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

Although the personnel in the imperial city have always been complicated, it is the first time that Ouyang Gurong has really seen such a strong opponent.

"Ahh ......" It was at this moment that a young child's voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the Shura field under the sunlight, revealing an unusually cold atmosphere.

Hearing this voice, Cheng Huan Haobai's voice was shocked.

Cheng Huan has always heard well, and the screams that echoed in the void, Cheng Huan knew that it belonged to Gu Nan as soon as he heard it.

Two pairs of eyes as bright as lightning looked at the place where the sound came from, and it was the sound that resounded in the center of the Shura field.

However, no matter how Cheng Huan looked, it was empty.

Previously, when rescuing the Iron Cavalry, Ke Xin had already opened the eyes of heaven for Cheng Huan, so the barriers erected by the general enchantment were all regarded as nothing in Cheng Huan's eyes.

Now, no matter how Cheng Huan looks at it, the scene in front of him has not changed.

Could it be that the exclamation of Fang Cai Gu Nan was an illusion.

Full of doubts, he turned his head to look at Ouyang Gurong on the side, and Cheng Huan was about to speak.

"Ahh Yes! ......" Immediately afterward, another series of screams rang out.

Cheng Huan Huo Ran turned around, it won't be wrong, the sound came from that place!

"It seems that Nan'er is indeed imprisoned here, you look at Tianjun, I'll go and investigate first." That exclamation, Ouyang Gurong also heard it clearly.

Without waiting for Cheng Huan to say anything more, Ouyang Gurong entrusted the Tianjun in his arms to Cheng Huan's side, and flew towards a scarlet clearing.

Cheng Huan hugged Tianjun tightly, but a pair of splashed ink pupils suddenly became deep.

I don't know if the old eunuch who was planning this qiē was secretly smiling and appreciating this scene at this time.

What Cheng Huan didn't expect was that Ouyang Gurong Fang jumped into the clearing, and in a flash, the previous scene of Shura's hell was restored to the quiet and good scene of the original flowers and trees.

Cheng Huan was shocked, could it be that these seemingly calm and elegant flowers and trees are the murderous weapons in this blood curse!?

There is no need for Cheng Huan to think too much, the scene in front of him has already confirmed Cheng Huan's guess.

At the moment when Ouyang Gurong stood on his toes to the clearing, those still flowers and trees suddenly moved, waving their branches and whiskers and swept towards Ouyang Gurong's body.

Cheng Huan could see the cold light hidden on those seemingly verdant branches.

On every branch, something like a sword grew.

As long as it touches the human body slightly, those sharp swords will stab down without hesitation, placing the entire human body under the heavy sword wrap.

That kind of taste must be not much different from a thousand cuts.

As soon as his mind moved, the black sword hilt in Cheng Huan's arms suddenly stood in the void.

Cheng Huan stood quietly on the high wall holding Tianjun, and the immeasurable sword that shone with a bright brilliance had already flown towards the shadow of the tree that wanted to wrap Ouyang Gurong under the guidance of Cheng Huan's thoughts.

In the cold light, the ancient sword was like a dragon out of the water, swaying freely among the lush shadows of the trees.

The immeasurable sword, cutting gold and breaking jade, and retreating the charm and spirit. At the moment, although it is a flower and tree raised with a blood curse, there must be no possibility of survival under the immeasurable sword that cuts gold and jade.

As the cold sword light swayed out again and again, the pools of blood stains on the Shura Purgatory Field became thicker and thicker.

A giant tree with a thick bowl mouth was cut off by the immeasurable sword, and then another giant tree followed, as if it were endless.

Cheng Huan watched the long sword swing again and again, obviously his posture had gradually slowed down.

If such an endless battle continues, I am afraid that not only is the immeasurable sword, but Ouyang Gurong will definitely not be able to support it in the end.

"Mother, the big banyan tree over there seems to have been beckoning." At this time, Tianjun, who was relaxed by Cheng Huan, looked at the scene in front of him through the gap, and did not look surprised.

Hearing Tianjun say this, Cheng Huan also looked at Tianjun's line of sight.

It looked like a small tree, not even as thick as the previous ones that required a double hug to surround it.

But this is the only tree, which is just swinging its branches wantonly on the side, not attacking or avoiding the side.

Cheng Huan's splashed ink pupils flashed, and the immeasurable sword suddenly reined in the previous attack, turned around and slashed towards the big banyan tree at the moment when Cheng Huan's line of sight fell.

Because Cheng Huan used all his energy to concentrate on the long sword, this time the cold light that flashed by was a little sluggish to describe it in the words as fast as lightning.

I saw the light and shadow flashing, and the immeasurable sword suddenly flew to the side of the big banyan tree, and Ping Ping flew over, and the big tree was suddenly cut off by the long sword.

When he ascended, it gushed out like a spring of blood from the waist of the severed tree.

Cheng Huan quietly looked at Yiqiē in front of him, but a trace of compassion flashed in his heart.

I don't know that to feed such a big tree, it takes a lot of people's essence and blood to make it have such a strong attack power.

In the section of the big banyan tree, the rest of the flowers and trees that were attacking fiercely also slowed down their offensive, and they did not have the same aggressive posture as before.