Over the Dead City.

Zhou Yi was still copying the mystic method on the third heavenly tablet.

Several Hallows cursed in despair.

"The deity actually played with himself."

"It's all planted!"

"Dead rabbit cub, go in there, I'm not done with you!"

……

The pressure on the Heavenly Monument is getting stronger and stronger, and it is able to suppress the Holy Radiance of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms.

The fourth celestial monument began to flicker, as if it was about to condense.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was about to be sealed under the Heavenly Monument.

Swish!

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, and his body seemed to shrink into an infinitesimal dot in front of the Heavenly Monument, and finally disappeared directly in front of the Heavenly Monument.

Tremble in the balance.

Zhou Yi wrote down the third Heavenly Tablet method and left calmly.

Old Zulong watched Zhou Yi disappear under the Heavenly Monument, not being suppressed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The central square was silent for a moment.

Then, those heavenly monument phantoms gradually disappeared.

Only the real Yongzhen Dragon Island Heavenly Monument still stands on top of the magic well.

…………

Zhou Yi left from under the heavenly monument at a critical moment.

This made several of the Hallows in his body ecstatic.

"Damn, survived."

"It's not suppressed." The golden halberd was incredible, "You kid has two hits." ”

However, at this moment, Zhou Yi's face was extremely solemn, and even a little ugly.

No.

As early as when he entered the Dead City, he had secretly experimented that his spatial immortal technique could leave the range of the Dead City and return to the outside of Dragon Island, so he always had confidence until the last moment.

But......

He's still in the dead city!

It's just off the central plaza limits.

Before he could be shocked in his heart, at this time, there was a bone-chilling chill behind him, as if a desolate demon was lying on his back, smiling at him.

Zhou Yi's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but feel frightened by his thoughts, but he couldn't help but turn his head subconsciously.

This turns.

His face turned slightly blue.

His breath froze for a few moments, and it was extremely ugly, and at the same time, his heart was beating faster, as if he had seen something terrible.

I saw that after Zhou Yi turned around, less than half a foot away, there was a "demon" standing.

A "ghost" in a dead city.

He was full of decay, his hair was messy, and his body was simply wrapped with a layer of ancient cloth, as if history was extremely vicissitudes.

But the most important thing was his face, his very terrible face, and two pairs of pupils that shone with a faint green light.

Can anyone say it's not a demon.

But Zhou Yi's heart was not frightened by the face of this evil ghost, no matter how terrifying the evil ghost looked and how weird his temperament was, it would not make his heart rise and fall like a quiet lake, in such a dangerous situation just now, he was always calm, but now his heart is floating.

"I didn't even notice that this person was standing within a foot of me......"

This made Zhou Yi's heart even more chilly.

His current state of cultivation, when he does not use the power of a few holy weapons, is already only under the half ancestor, if he borrows the power of the four holy weapons, he is another sect ancestor-level figure who is not inferior to Tongtian and primitive people in the world.

In this case, there are still people who can get close to his back without noticing.

And he should have left the dead city, but he is still here, could it be the evil ghost in front of him?

Zhou Yi took a few steps back at this moment, and calmly examined this evil person with his eyes.

The other party didn't seem to want to do anything to himself, otherwise, when he was so close to him just now, as long as he wanted to do something, under the unexpected sneak attack, he would definitely inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

But just when Zhou Yi was thinking about what this evil ghost was going to do after him.

At this moment, the evil ghost, after Zhou Yi turned around, suddenly raised his head, revealing ghostly green eyes, and then, a thin ghost claw was like skin and bones, and it grabbed towards Zhou Yi with great speed.

The sudden attack made Zhou Yi not mentally prepared at all.

He subconsciously changed color, snorted coldly, and was about to quickly dodge, and the spatial immortal technique was in his body......

However, then Zhou Yi's heart jumped.

The body can't help but ......

He stiffened, unable to move his pupils.

Only thoughts flicker.

"I can't move!!"

"This, such a strong confinement ......"

Although his soul now fused with the divine power of a part of his body, he only had the cultivation under the half-ancestor, but he thought that even the half-ancestor could not do anything to himself, and at this moment, when he was caught by these evil people, he couldn't resist!!

Something that even half ancestors can't do!

Is this wicked man ......

He is!

A true ancestral god!!

It was when this idea was born in Zhou Yi's heart.

That thin ghost claw had already grabbed Zhou Yi's face.

Swift action.

The moment that made Zhou Yi's heart beat faster.

He unexpectedly found that a little black blood beaded from one of the fingers of this ghost claw.

Then, the ghost claw flashed in front of it, and the blood-stained finger wiped on Zhou Yi's eyebrows, leaving a bloody mark......

The next moment.

The evil figure withdrew his finger and looked at Zhou Yi with dark green eyes.

Then, turn and leave.

The situation that Zhou Yi couldn't move was instantly eliminated at this moment.

Thousands of doubts and suspicions arose in his heart, thinking that this evil figure was going to attack him, but he didn't expect that after the other party controlled him with strong ** force, he wiped his eyebrows with his blood-stained fingers, and turned around and left without doing anything.

Seemingly, just to erase this.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

He immediately rushed forward, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, and was about to approach the evil figure and grab him and ask him clearly.

However.

In the silent and dark streets of the dead city.

One of Zhou Yi's hands did grasp the shoulder of the evil figure, but a strange scene happened.

It was as if it was grasping at an illusory mist.

The evil figure, the moment Zhou Yi caught him, the original real body turned into an illusory mist, disappeared between heaven and earth, and seemed to be integrated into the dead city.

Then, a bloodstained ancient cloth fell into Zhou Yi's hand from its original place.

It was the ancient cloth that the evil figure had draped over his body just now.

"This is ......" Zhou Yi looked at this rag that seemed to have gone through countless years of vicissitudes, stained with black blood, full of rotten and mysterious taste.

"It's the Shroud."

A voice sounded, it was the jet-black iron seal that existed in Zhou Yi's body.

Shroud.

"It's not an ordinary shroud, it's the shroud of the Suiren clan." At this time, the Golden Halberd also opened its mouth again and added.

This ancient cloth is called the shroud by the two primeval murder weapons, and it is also said to be the shroud of the Suiren clan, but the key problem is that this ancient cloth slipped from the evil figure just now.

His body turned illusory, and only the ancient cloth was real.

"So, if I'm not mistaken, the one just now is ......" The jet-black Shenyin sighed in a sighing tone, but there was a kind of secretive look, as if he didn't dare to mention that great name.

"Ancestral God, Suiren Clan......"

It was Zhou Yi who muttered this sentence himself.

The great ancestral god who takes himself as a salary, leads the human race out of ignorance, holds a torch, and illuminates the way forward for the human race.

The ancestor of the human race, the Suiren clan.

"I didn't expect that the ancestral god Suiren clan didn't die." At this time, one of the other two holy artifacts, the brass Bagua diagram, which had always been silent, spoke.

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