Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Terrible Figure

"Scam?"

Jiang Zhan's brows furrowed slightly, the inscription in the ruins that had been eroded by time was very blurry, and he couldn't see the full text clearly.

"What does the person who left the inscription mean by it?"

"Also, why is the body in this coffin missing......"

Everyone was surprised, and the blood-colored coffin in the ruins still exuded a cold and evil aura, which brought a lot of pressure to everyone.

"I'm afraid this place is just a big burial mound. ”

Standing under the stone monument in front of the ruins, the red-faced middle-aged warrior spoke up.

Even though it has become a ruin, the stele in front of it has not suffered any damage, and like the other steles, it is indestructible.

"That's right. ”

Jiang Zhan nodded, he had always had this feeling from the beginning of stepping into this complex, until he found the ruins in front of him and the blood-colored coffin in the ruins, he confirmed the suspicions in his heart.

In this giant city, there is a strange atmosphere everywhere, who would have thought that in the deepest part of this giant city, there is actually a cemetery.

"Be careful. ”

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and several people changed color at the same time, only to see that the blood-colored coffin suddenly shook, and at the same time, a cold and dead gaze, like substance, came out of the blood-colored coffin and fell on everyone.

However, the blood-colored coffin was empty, and there was no living thing!

Jiang Zhan's heart shook suddenly, and just when this gaze fell on him, the blood sword in his sea seemed to be aware of it, and it actually began to tremble slightly, and a domineering battle intent began to linger around it, as if this gaze provoked its battle intent.

The demon cloud was like smoke, and suddenly rose from the blood-colored coffin, instantly enveloping the entire ruins, and also enveloping the blood-colored coffin.

Click......

A tooth-souring grinding sound came slowly from the demon cloud, like dry bones rubbing against each other.

Jiang Zhan, Liu Yan, Nala and the others had already retreated far away, and from the pitch-black demon clouds, they felt a powerful aura awakening.

Roar!

The demon clouds churned, and an inhuman roar came from another direction, the direction in which everyone came.

The sound is like the roar of a giant beast, earth-shattering, and from afar, you can feel that the sound is full of wildness and ferocity, and the sound source is definitely not a good existence.

"Oops!"

Several people were shocked, the direction and intensity of the voice should have come from the vicinity of the black water pool before, that is to say, the young man with the broken arm who stayed there was probably already in some great danger.

With this huge roar, the speed of the demon cloud rolling in front of everyone's eyes suddenly increased, as if it had been stimulated.

And in the dark pressure of the demonic qi, Jiang Zhan's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw that inside the demonic qi, several pale corpses appeared, twisting their bodies as the demonic qi churned.

"It's someone from the Purple Pole Sect!"

Liu Yan also found these corpses, her face full of shock.

After she reminded her, Nala and Jiang Zhan, as well as the red-faced middle-aged martial artist, all recognized these twisted corpses, dressed in purple clothes unique to the Purple Pole Sect, with no life at all, and their deaths were very miserable.

I didn't meet the martial artists of the Ziji Sect and the Gongsun family along the way, I thought that I would not see these people within the scope of this giant city, but I didn't expect to see the martial artists of the Ziji Sect in this situation, and the other party had already died.

The demonic qi was direct, and gradually began to glow with two points of red, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into blood-colored eyes the size of a lantern, and through the black demonic qi, it was cold and terrifying.

Click, click......

The next moment, something terrifying happened to everyone, and under their noses, a corpse in the demon cloud suddenly shook violently, as if it was firmly grasped by a big hand, and then swallowed up one bite at a time!

After a while, the corpses of these Purple Extreme Sect martial artists were devoured one by one, and vaguely, a bloody mouth could be seen in the depths of the demonic qi, chewing greedily.

"Let's go!"

Liu Yan drank heavily, the strange scene that appeared in front of him was obviously beyond the scope of what they could deal with, and no one wanted to become food in the mouths of some kind of monster like the previous martial artists of the Purple Extreme Sect.

The four of them suddenly turned into streamers, and the direction in which they came and went quickly disappeared.

Roar, a low roar came from the demonic qi, and the entire cemetery seemed to have entered winter in an instant, and there was even hoarfrost on the ground, and the fairy flower rain that was still falling suddenly turned into blood-colored flowers, sprinkled down between heaven and earth.

Pong Pong Pong!

With four crisp sounds, Jiang Zhan and the four of them seemed to have hit an invisible barrier in their high-speed escape, and they couldn't cross through at all, and they were directly smashed to the ground.

Behind them, the demonic aura was heavy, and a faint black figure floated and sank in mid-air, and a powerful aura oppressed everyone invisibly, and they didn't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

Although they couldn't move, all four of them felt it at the same time, and the black figure was scanning them with a greedy gaze, which was filled with the desire to tear flesh like a hungry beast.

"Damn, I can't move!"

Nala's little face was flushed, and the true element in her body was like boiling hot water, constantly churning, but to no avail, she couldn't break free from the shackles of that terrible breath at all.

Not only Nala, but even the red-faced middle-aged martial artist of the Sixth Heaven of the Innate Realm was also difficult to break free from this aura, and he couldn't even lift his fingers.

The black figure stretched out his hand and waved it far away, and suddenly several pillars of blood burst out from the red-faced middle-aged martial artist, as if pulled by an invisible force, converging into a beam of blood light, the black figure's mouth opened slightly, and this beam of blood light was swallowed by him.

And the red-faced middle-aged warrior lying on the ground had turned into a dried corpse, and all the blood and qi essence had been absorbed, and he died in pain without a sound.

"No!"

Liu Yan's eyes were about to split, but she could only watch all this happen, and she couldn't even raise half of her strength.

The red-faced middle-aged warrior died, and the remaining three people, Liu Yan, Nala, and Jiang Zhan, were no better, and they couldn't move at all, like meat on a chopping board.

Absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the red-faced middle-aged martial artist, the black figure was not satisfied, and his greedy gaze fell on the remaining three again.

Jiang Zhan's back was cold, and that cold and greedy gaze was tightly locked on his back at the moment, obviously, the next target of the black figure had locked on him!

After a while, Jiang Zhan's face changed drastically, and he clearly felt an indescribable terrifying aura that was quietly coming!

Airplanes......

At this moment, the blood-colored giant sword in Jiang Zhan's sea of knowledge suddenly trembled violently as if it had been stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and blood-colored energy gushed out from the giant sword like a volcanic eruption, instantly pouring into Jiang Zhan's limbs and hundreds of remains.

The next moment, Jiang Zhan found that he could actually move under the suppression of that terrifying aura.