At this time, Sanxiang City was like a gloomy child, and the gray face of the sky just now gradually sank, replaced by a heavy gray black. The mischievous wind was running around, gloating at the embarrassment of the people. The tree shook its head helplessly, and the cold, grayish clouds unexpectedly obscured the dull sky nine days away.

This is already the fifth day of Tang Yan's retreat, and there is no time for peace in Sanxiang City during these five days, there are often sounds of battle, ordinary mortals basically do not go out, and at night there is no mortal walking in Sanxiang City at night, and everyone feels the strange and wrong breath of Sanxiang City.

And the absence of mortals in Sanxiang City at night does not mean that there is no one in Sanxiang City, and at night I often see waves of black-clothed people shuttling at night, at least more than a thousand people have gathered here, it seems that something big will happen.

At this time, a middle-aged man in an inn frowned, walking back and forth in the room, and sighed incessantly.

"Two senior uncles, General Fang, what's wrong with Sanxiang City? Why do so many followers appear at night, and the weakest of these people also have the strength of more than five stages of the lower cycle, and some of the stronger ones are not even below you. At this time, a white-robed young man couldn't help but ask, this young man is none other than Ling Xiao.

"yes, what the hell happened. Bingxin also asked.

"Alas..."Long Yue on the side also sighed, walked up to Fang Wuxuan's side and said, "General Fang, could it be that the legend is true?"

General Fang Wuxuan, who was walking back and forth, sighed heavily: "Yes... Sanxiang City, floating three incense, thirteen coffins are placed in the sky, Tai Sui avoids, the little ghost is afraid, the door is opened, the blue man appears, the immortal is worried, the big demon is annoyed, the eight-winged bird has four hands, five thousand years, in the blink of an eye, the sky is cloudy and the coffin is black... Is it true that the children's rhymes passed on by this child are really true? ”

"General Fang, you haven't even experienced the big battle back then. Long Yue and Liu Yidao were stunned when they heard Fang Wuxuan's words, and they all asked in unison.

Fang Wuxuan also nodded and said: "I still heard from Your Majesty about that war, it is said that the war was involved in some unknown transcendent existence, or something else. ”

"What are you talking about, what kind of war, seniors. Bingxin asked.

Fang Wuxuan said: "Bingxin girl doesn't know, this Sanxiang City is an ancient battlefield, about 5,000 years ago, the East and West Followers were in this battle, and then the West Followers were defeated here, and there were only more than 1,000 people left, but these more than 1,000 people resisted desperately, and finally did not hesitate to use the forbidden art, and this forbidden art used the surnames of more than 1,000 of them to summon the god they believed in, and this god was the god of death for the East Follower... In that battle, tens of thousands of soldiers died in the hands of the monster summoned by the West Cycle, and there were no less than a thousand people in the middle cycle, and the strong ones in the upper cycle were all cannon fodder, and in the end, all the strong people in the Holy Cycle withdrew, but even the strong people in the Holy Cycle were useless to the monster, and in the end, the monster actually summoned thirteen coffins, and thirteen of his slaves came out of the coffins. ”

"In the Great War, the Holy Followers finally fell a dozen or so, and even the Zunxun Strongmen also fell, when ten kings came urgently from the Zhongyao Empire, they still couldn't suppress the monster, until finally everyone couldn't help it, and the sky suddenly shone with light covering the monster and finally sealed, and the thirteen slaves were also sealed back into the thirteen coffins in the sky, and this catastrophe has only come to an end. Fang Wuxuan explained.

Bingxin and Ling Xiao also gasped. "Does that have anything to do with the present?" Bingxin asked.

"How could it not be, five thousand years, in the blink of an eye, the sky is cloudy and the coffin falls, the legend is that five thousand years later, one day in February, something bad will happen in Sanxiang City, as for those followers who came one after another, they should be the descendants of the predecessors in the war that year, and they have always known about it, until now they came to see what was wrong. Fang Wuxuan said with a bitter smile.

"How could this happen, now Xiao Yanzi hasn't come out yet, what if something really happens. Bingxin frowned slightly.

"Miss Bingxin can rest assured, the place where Tang Yan retreated is far away from the ancient ruins that sealed the monster back then, even if something really happens, the monster will not go to Tang Yan in the first place. Liu Yidao said.

Hearing Liu Yidao's words, Bingxin also breathed a sigh of relief, and shook the flute given to her by Tang Yan tightly in her hand.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed outside the house, and several of the great saint powerhouses in the room were stunned, and a sharp blade directly pierced through the window and landed on the wall beside Bingxin.

"Who's going to get out of here!" Fang Wuxuan shouted.

"Haha... A few days ago, I fought with General Fang, why did I forget it today. At this moment, a loud laugh came from outside the house.

Fang Wuxuan and the others saw that it was the two Saint Cycle powerhouses who were following Hu Chou's side, and the two of them stood outside the door with two Saint Cycle powerhouses who had never seen them, and behind them were more than a dozen Saint Cycle powerhouses.

Fang Wuxuan, Long Yue, Liu Yidao, the three Saint Cycle powerhouses glanced at each other, and they all walked out in unison and ran directly towards the four Saint Cycle powerhouses, and the battle began.

"Ling Xiao's dozen or so middle cycle powerhouses are all ordinary middle cycles, not even a section, far from you, they will be handed over to you, don't let Bingxin girl get hurt. Long Yue said to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao also immediately rushed out, and one person stopped the dozen or so strong people in the middle cycle.

And Bing Xin turned her eyes and found that the blade fixed on the wall had a piece of paper on it, Bing Xin pulled it out and looked at it, but she couldn't help but be stunned with four big words written on it, "Tang Yan will die", after seeing these four words, Bing Xin directly ignored the others, and walked straight out to the place where Tang Yan retreated.

Not far away, there were more than a dozen people, looking at the several Saint Followers in the battle, a middle-aged man with a hideous face in the front sneered, this person was none other than the Sect Master of the Earth Netherworld.

At this time, Tang Yan was in retreat, and suddenly his consciousness felt that there were dozens of breaths that were not weaker than him rushing here, Tang Yan was also stunned, and secretly came, and Tang Yan was also very anxious at this time, at this time, he was about to break through that bottleneck and become a strong follower, and these people came at this time, which also made Tang Yan anxious.

And anxious not only Tang Yan, Bingxin is also the same, and that Dark Zero Hu Xiaotian is even more anxious to see Tang Yan die, and several waves of black-clothed people from the other three directions are rushing here.

In this first wave alone, more than fifty people were killed, and Fang Wuxuan and the others didn't know about the crisis here in Tang Yan, and they were fighting against the other four Holy Cycle powerhouses.

From this moment on, there will be no peace in Sanxiang City, and a bloody battle will begin...