Overcast and cloudy.

Silent night, evil is in full swing.

Two figures appeared at the foot of the Black Mountain.

An old monk, a young monk.

They walked towards the border of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty, carrying the customs clearance document in their arms.

Suddenly, the old monk stopped, and the ancient scepter in his hand made a rapid jingling sound.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The little monk was carrying his bags, and the fox asked.

"There's a great evil thing in trouble!"

The old monk stared at his scepter with a shocked expression.

The scepter is frantically warning, and it is a very terrifying existence.

In the distance, thick clouds rolled, the sun and moon were dark, and there was thunder and a cold wind.

He didn't hesitate, and immediately rushed with the little monk.

An hour later, they came to the gate of the Corpse Yin Sect.

The scene in front of him made the old and the young gasp, and they fell into a cold cold.

It's a dark night, and the sky is full of ghosts.

The miserable rain continued, but it couldn't wash away the blood-colored river of the mountain road.

A corpse lay on the ground, and when the thunder flashed, it reflected the face before death, revealing extreme horror.

Everywhere there were coffin boards cracked, but nothing was in sight.

This sect, with nearly 10,000 people, was slaughtered a few hours ago, and no one survived.

The whole scene was shocking, making the old monk and the young monk inexplicably weak in their knees and trembling.

At this moment, at the top of the mountain, there is still some kind of deep coercion remaining.

When its ghostly aura was pervasive, it triggered the laws of heaven and earth, and gradually formed a vortex black hole.

"Master......"

The little monk turned pale with fright, and clung to the corner of the old monk's clothes.

It has turned into hell, with thousands of people dying in all shapes and shapes.

Except for the sound of thunder, I couldn't find the slightest bit of life, it was extremely gloomy and penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Don't be afraid, find out if anyone is still alive."

The old monk's hand holding the scepter was also trembling.

The visual impact of this kind of picture collapsed his lifelong cognition.

What kind of demon is so capable that he actually slaughtered a mysterious sect?

If you don't guess wrong, according to the analysis of the geographical location of the Great Yan Territory, as well as the characteristics of the coffin in the mountains and wilderness, this should be a hundred-year-old Dao Sect - Corpse Yin Sect!

This sect has a good reputation, and it is very strong because of the rise of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty.

It is rumored that the demons dare not invade, the evil spirits dare not enter, and there seems to be some thousand-year-old monster hidden inside the door.

His corpse Yin Ancestor even mastered a kind of trickery, which could control demons and refine walking corpses.

He never expected to see such a tragic situation today.

Although the little monk was afraid, he still followed the master's instructions and went up the mountain to find the survivors.

After a while, he exclaimed, "Master, come quickly, there is a little sister alive here!" ”

The old monk was shocked and hurriedly rushed to the past.

Chen Luoli slept between the corpses, and next to him lay Bai Heng, staring at the corpse slaves, his body was torn apart by the corpse slaves, and his appearance was terrifying.

The rain swayed along the sky, moisturizing Chen Luoli's dry lips.

The old monk saw at a glance that Chen Luoli had not eaten for several days and nights, and quickly took out a piece of bread from his arms.

"Where's your water?"

The little monk listened and hurriedly took out the kettle.

After a few rounds of dough cakes, Chen Luoli coughed violently, her eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene is a tragic situation in the world.

She muttered, "I'm ...... Dead? ”

The little monk hurriedly said, "No, little sister, you are still alive!" ”

Chen Luoli looked at them in a daze, and suddenly cried out, and the rain mixed with tears fell with a bang.

Seeing this, the old monk shook his head and sighed: "Poor child. ”

When he saw such a scene, he was already shocked and trembling.

What's more, this little girl is just an ordinary person.

She must have been experiencing the demon slaughter before.

Born in this world, strange and rampant, ordinary people can't protect themselves at all.

"Little girl, you shouldn't be a member of the Corpse Yin Sect, why are you here?" The old monk handed over the second piece of bread and asked again.

Chen Luoli grabbed it and devoured it.

vaguely replied: "I was arrested, and my father, I don't know where they caught me." ”

The old monk immediately raised his head and looked around.

The corpses in the square are all over the place, and half of the mountain road is full of stumps and broken remains, and there are no living creatures.

I don't know if her father's bones are still intact.

The old monk sighed again, the world is suffering, the outside world of the Corpse Yin Sect is very vicious, this girl is at the age of Fanghua, and she is sad.

At present, such an ending can be regarded as karma.

In a deep groan, he took out some silver taels from his arms: "You can keep these plates, go into the city and live well, it's too dangerous outside." ”

Chen Luoli blinked, she looked at the broken silver of Bai Huahua and pushed it back.

"Grandpa, you are a good man, I can't ask for your silver."

After hearing this, the old monk was dumbfounded for a while, and then smiled bitterly.

He has been slaying demons all his life, killing countless beings, and he has long since departed from his original Dao heart.

In addition, in this world, there is no difference between good people and bad people.

He got up and was about to take Chen Luoli out of here, but when he saw the empty position, suddenly Changhong galloped over, cutting through the quiet night.

The two looked up, and the blue-clothed figure swept sharply.

When he saw it clearly, a smile appeared on the corner of the old monk's mouth: "After a few years, the Blue God Envoy has been okay recently?" ”

Lan Xuejing traveled for several days and finally arrived at the Corpse Yin Sect.

But this scene of mountains and wilderness made her heart shake, and her pupils continued to condense.

She swept it away, the sky and the earth were drowsy, the rain was continuous, the blood flowed like a river, and the bones were all over the field.

Hearing the words, she looked for a voice, and several figures stood in the center of the square.

Seeing that Chen Luoli was fine, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and in addition, there were two acquaintances.

"Demon Suppression Division Lan Xuejing, I have seen the host of Longshan." She bowed her hand slightly, in respect.

Outside the Great Yan God Dynasty, there are many sects, the forces are dense like spider webs, and there are countless mysterious existences.

Longshan Temple is one of them, and it is also quite close to the Dayan Divine Dynasty, and has suppressed the demon plague together with the Demon Suppression Division.

The host of Longshan in front of her is a master in the middle of the Nine Realms, and her reputation is far away, and her demon subduing methods will not be weaker than her.

"You're welcome, just call me Xu Shan." The old monk shook his head.

"Poor Dao came thousands of miles away, I came to visit the Demon Suppression Division, and I happened to meet the Blue God Envoy here, I'm afraid I can only ask you for help in this matter."

When the words fell, Lan Xuejing had already guessed something.

"Xu presided, but it didn't hurt to say."

The old monk's face was embarrassed, and then he sighed: "This matter is about the Night King. ”

Lan Xuejing was stunned, and sure enough.

She took a deep breath: "Before that, there are more important things that need to be dealt with immediately. ”

The old monk was suspicious, only to see Lan Xuejing slowly turn around and look at the top of the mountain, the endless dark place.

A moment later, Chen Luoli and the little monk were outside, and the two were already standing under the collapsed abyss, silent to each other.

There was a pitch-black coffin lying quietly in front of him, as if it could suck the thirteen colors of the endless light of heaven and earth, so that the starlight around him did not exist, and the candle flame was not close.

"You mean to say that it was the father of that female baby who slaughtered this entire Corpse Yin Sect?"

Xu Shan had an uncertain tone and a little trilling.

Lan Xuejing's face was solemn and nodded.

Soon, she seemed to have discovered something, and her pupils suddenly condensed.

Beneath the pile of rubble, there was a dry corpse buried, with a very thick fluctuation of evil qi remaining on its body.

"Ancient ...... The Corpse King of Gutuo? ”

Lan Xuejing was shocked, and her face trembled violently.

Xu Shan also looked over, just glanced at it, and then inhaled the cold air, and his steps were unsteady in fright.

"It's really him, according to legend, the Gutuo Corpse King has disappeared for a thousand years, and he is ranked ninth on the third edition of the demon list, and it turns out that he has been hiding in the Corpse Yin Sect!"

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

The Corpse King is dead, reduced to bones.

The black coffin didn't move, and the two quickly thought of something.

I'm afraid that it wasn't this Gutuo Corpse King who wanted to open Chen Yu's sleeping coffin, but not only could it not be shaken, but it attracted the disaster of killing!

"This is the king-level of a thousand years ago......"

When Xu Shan looked at the coffin, his pupils were filled with boundless fear.

Through Lan Xuejing's inform, he had already understood the whole story of what happened in Tianshui City.

Originally, they thought that Chen Yu was only a quasi-king, but at the moment, the bones of the Gutuo Corpse King had severely shattered their cognitive outlook.

Lan Xuejing's face was very pale, and he said: "Trouble Host Xu, please use the Boruo Zen Sutra to see who this Chen Yu is." ”

When Xu Shan heard this, his whole body trembled.

The Boruo Zen Sutra is endless, and it can trace the origin of the demon, which is the secret book of Longshan Temple.

But for this Chen Yu, who has slaughtered the king level......

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his lips turned white, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally sat cross-legged.

Under the pinching of both hands, a golden light revealed his eyes, and an ancient text appeared.

Lan Xuejing was only a short time in the nervous witness, and the golden light collapsed, and the words trembled wildly.

Xu Shan snorted, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his chest rose and fell violently.

He ...... He was sleeping all the time and never really woke up! ”

Xu Shan lost his voice, and Boruo Zen Sutra could not see through Chen Yu, but he could trace the current state.

"What do you mean by that?"

Lan Xuejing was shocked again, could it be that the means of slaughtering the entire Corpse Yin Sect was just the work of Chen Yu's latent consciousness?

"He hasn't woken up, never has been, and according to Poor Dao's daring guess, when he comes out of the coffin, he'll be stronger!"

As the words fell, Lan Xuejing's eyes widened, and his heart rumbled.

The subconscious state slaughtered the Corpse Yin Sect and wiped out the Gutuo Corpse King, how could he sleep in the coffin, and he was still getting stronger and stronger inexplicably?

If it is really as Xu Shan said, then how terrible should it be when Chen Yu wakes up from the coffin?

Who in this world can surrender him?

"This kind of demon, the poor Tao has never heard of, the Boruo Zen Sutra can only see through the tip of the iceberg, you Demon Suppression Division can't suppress it, even Gu Tianhan can't do it!"

Xu Shan concluded.

Lan Xuejing gritted his teeth: "What if...... Would you like to invite the Fire Ghost King out of the tower? ”