Chapter 109: The Dead Pawn

"What is this?"

In the wave of demons, Zhai Qiu, who had killed a demon at this moment, couldn't help but be attracted by this movement, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

Just as he was about to ask the gang leader Ruan Ruiming, the black and red blood mist suddenly erupted again in his gaze, which had not yet turned around, and instantly swelled.

At this moment, everything that is happening is like an illusion.

The black and red blood mist, centered on the depths of the demon mountain, and the forest depths near the surrounding area were swept by this sudden explosion of blood mist, enveloping the surroundings

All creatures in the blood mist, forests, and so on, were impregnated and alienated by this extremely strong netherworld aura, and a black layer was attached.

Followed by!

There was a loud bang.

The unimaginable aura of the Netherworld, in that blood mist, enveloped in the majestic power that overwhelmed the mountains and seas and destroyed everything, swept from that dark area!

The wind is howling.

Everything within a radius of several thousand meters was swept by this terrifying force.

Trees, rubble, beasts, and even demons that had time to escape in the future were all destroyed and devastated, leaving only a mess.

Deep in the blood mist, there seems to be an unknown change.

At the edge of the demon mountain, the figures of several masters with strong aura moved slightly, and at this moment, they looked at each other with surprised expressions, and they exchanged words in their eyes, but they had never come to a result.

And as that power swept away, where Ruan Ruiming was, there was also an extremely cold and piercing aura volleying into the air, like a maggot with bones climbing up his body and going deep into the bone marrow.

His heart moved, and in an instant, the true qi in his body was surging and circulating, and the hot flow was rolling through the veins, so that this wisp of cold breath was driven out of the body, and he could not enter an inch.

The cold breath infected without a problem.

But the area ahead was still changing, a rich netherworld aura coiled and rose in the void, and it was afternoon at this time, and the bright light around it was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everywhere and there, more black and strange mist curled up, appearing in the surroundings one by one, cold and chilling.

Everything seems to be creating a new netherworld, but that's not the case.

The black-red blood mist that erupted before the Netherworld Qi did not diminish due to panting, but became a little thicker as it flowed, and at this moment, the blood mist in front of him was churning and surging, and there seemed to be a figure floating in it.

Black Blood Mist Zheng

Ethereal like a strange roar and whisper from the other world, faintly echoing in the twisted and churning blood mist.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and their eyes had turned into an extremely solemn expression.

At this moment, the blood mist surged ahead, and suddenly there was a dull sound of footsteps.

The steps were as heavy as iron, like iron boots, and they trampled on the ground for a while.

The dull sound of stepping on one step at a time, as if stepping on everyone's hearts, only to see a sound, before seeing anything, a heavy feeling of depression has already come to the face.

Zhai Qiu's heart was heavy, his eyes were firmly fixed on the blood mist, and at this moment, with the sound of footsteps from far and near, a faint condensed black shadow gradually appeared.

The blood mist twisted, and a tall figure, through the mist, suddenly stood in front of everyone.

This figure was dressed in blue and black battle armor, holding an ancient halberd, and between the so-called lines on the battle armor halberd, there was a dark aura of black in the wisps of red.

Its empty and empty eyes are Zheng

There are two points of blue light floating in the shadows, and the light floats, and the view is permeable, like an endless whirlpool, and it seems to be from the gaze of the netherworld.

"Black-Armored Pawn!"

The light in his eyes flowed, and Ruan Ruiming, who was looking at this scene at the moment, seemed to be relieved, and seemed to spit out these words in a daze.

The demon level of the Demon Mountain is well known to many people, and the highest is the seventh rank, but it is not only the seventh rank.

The first horn is already a pawn from the underworld.

For example, this thing in front of you.

This black-armored pawn should be the boundary of Yingzhou, outside the Great Wall of Guiru, which is used to isolate the land, and the product on the other side.

At all costs.

It shouldn't be here.

It's just that now that it has appeared, it is clear that the usual routine has been broken.

This is the last thing Ruan Ruiming wants to see.

……

Since the movement in the Demon Mountain, the news that countless demon prohibitions have been broken has spread throughout the city, and the situation has turned a few times.

In just one or two years, the demon mountain and demons became a tide, flooded, and the news that many villages and towns around Shanglin City were swallowed up fell into Shanglin City Zheng like rain

Ripples are stirred, and those who are frightened, frightened, and indifferent abound.

Now Shanglin City is a conceptual closure, the city gate near the demon mountain in the south has been closed, and the other parties, even if they enter and exit, are strictly checked.

According to the law propagated by the city government, do not go out of the city unless necessary, and do not enter the city unless necessary.

Shen Xiu still stayed in the city, he had inquired before, there were many strong people in the Shanglin Mansion, and there was even a martial cultivator of the Eight Realms Casting Furnace.

Even if the demon is powerful, if you want to attack it, it won't take a while.

At this moment, the stalls surrounded by demons are out of the city, and the risk is much greater than this.

Even if there are one or two, ten or twenty demons, they are not afraid, but hundreds or thousands of them, no matter who they are, they can't bear it.

And so it goes.

Waiting and seeing what happens is the best plan.

It's just that some people have other ideas, or they flee to other places overnight, or they hide in the mountains and forests and don't want to mix.

In the next few days, a large number of demons began to roam around the city to attack the city, but they were all wiped out by the living force.

Those who know know know that these are just a prelude to the demonic invasion of the city.

The ban on the demon mountain has trapped those demons for so long, maybe the demons with low intelligence can't feel it, but as long as they have intelligence, I'm afraid that the first thought of getting out of the ban now is to attack and slaughter the city.

Not anything else.

This is the largest gathering place of human beings in this area, as the biggest blood food in their eyes, and it is also their dream.

The guards of the city wall are already wearing treasure armor and waiting solemnly, and the Hanging Sword Division has been cultivating strong people from time to time

At the same time, Shanglin Chengya even threw down the reward order, and ranked those fierce and abnormal demons according to the head, in order to seek help from the rivers and lakes.

It can be seen that Shanglin Chengya attaches great importance to this.

Two more days passed.

The sunny sky was dark, and a black and red blood mist like a curtain suddenly covered the entire sky.

The ground is cool.

It's located on the south side at the moment.

On the top of the tower of the city wall, the guards suddenly felt a tremor under their feet, and when they woke up, they raised their eyes and looked into the distance, and the black tide was rolling in like a line.