A cold and lonely colossal killing intent slowly solidified at the tip of his heart.

A faint gray mist escaped from the corpses, and was blown by the wind, showing an extremely evil color.

"What the hell!" Du Shan cursed in a low voice, raised a kick and kicked away the nearby corpse.

Just as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The corpses piled up on the ground blurred, stretching into a large shadow that spread out from all directions.

Not good!

Jiang Chen's heart froze, he raised his hand and grabbed Du Shan's shoulder, and threw him violently into the sky.

Du Shan's body was thrown three feet off the ground, and he used his strength to slide farther. After the initial startle, he reacted, knowing that Jiang Chen's move must have a deep meaning, and he stayed just a drag, so he hurriedly ran in the direction of the city gate.

At the same time that Jiang Chen threw Du Shan away, he felt that the space began to collapse inward, and the air flow squeezed his body, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the bitter wails of countless powerful ghosts.

The ground was stained with the remnants of the cold spear of the plum blossoms, and suddenly took on a blood-like and terrible color.

In the gloomy gray mist, a chill rushed to Jiang Chen's head. In an instant, he seemed to be in the desolate realm of death, and saw another scene that did not belong to the world-

Corpses, boundless corpses and dry bones, turbid dead air pervades the wilderness, the earth is covered by bitter cold, dead souls float in the air and cry, turbid waves in the yellow spring roll up dense evil spirits, and death messengers in tattered black robes cruise the River Styx......

"Be careful! It's the "Yellow Springs Death Mantra"! Suddenly there was a reminder from behind his ears.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and nodded, "Well, it's a very realistic illusion. ”

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the gloomy picture of the realm of death was shattered in an instant, as if the ripples of divine thought in substance spread.

Jizo, are you finally here?

With these thousands of demon corpses, you may be able to reach the peak of your mana, but I will never rest on my laurels!

It's time.

Let's put an end to this protracted chase here!

Nishiyama sun-slanted.

Wei Chen rode up the hill.

The sunset is soft.

The wind blows through the hills, accompanied by the rustle of sparse leaves, which is comfortable and peaceful, so that tired travelers who have walked all day just want to sleep.

The young general in the cherry armor stopped for a moment on the slope, his eyes wandered through the grass under the cliff, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "After following me for so long, it's time to come out and meet me!" ”

No one answered in the four fields, only the wind swayed.

Wei Chen raised the red cherry helmet on the top of his head, looked at the distant mountains in the forest tops, and the changing clouds, and suddenly sighed: "People have left their names, and geese have left their voices." It's not easy to come to the world, if you go without a name and a surname, wouldn't it be a pity? ”

"Giggle...... "Giggles" a silver bell-like laugh rang out from beneath the rocks jutting out from under the cliff.

The wind blows the grass low, revealing the figure of a pretty woman behind the cliff. The smoke and long skirt are hidden in the wild grass, with affectionate eyebrows and clever smiles.

Such a pleasing girl, but in her hand is a pair of rotten silver tiger head hooks that shine with cold light.

Hook head stained with blood.

"Hehehehe, the little girl King Bian Cheng, I've been waiting here for a long time!"

In the laughter, the mountain wind blew the girl's skirt, and a faint dark fragrance wafted.

Wei Chen flicked his sleeves, picked up the spear on horseback, and sighed lightly: "A beautiful woman, why is it a thief?" ”

When he said this, a trace of unbearability and tiredness appeared on his face, as if he wanted to be the enemy of such a beautiful girl in front of him, which was a very uncomfortable thing.

The girl held her breath, staring at every subtle movement of the blood-armored young general, and quietly turned on her toes.

After all, if there was a better option, she didn't want to go head-to-head with a fierce general who had just slaughtered an entire army of demons.

Wei Chen lifted his battle robe, turned over and dismounted, turned his gaze to the other side, and sighed lowly.

At the focus of his eyes, two figures appeared from far and near, through the vast hills, like a breeze blowing through the grass, just twenty steps in front of Wei Chen.

When the two figures stopped, the cold and rancid yin wind that followed them did not stop, and continued to blow towards Wei Chen, who was standing on his horse.

A bitter winter-like cold suddenly filled the entire space, and frost flowers and ice crystals even began to condense on the blades of grass, which were suddenly wrapped in the cold wind and rushed to Wei Chen, who was standing quietly in front of him.

Wei Chen stood still proudly, only snorted heavily from his nostrils, and the ice wind was pushed away by the invisible force, and it blew past him in two sides, but it could not shake his body in the slightest, not even the horses behind him.

"Contemptible Lord of Facial Features!"

"King Tarzan!"

"I heard that Wei Gongzi is brave."

"I'm here to pay a visit!"

"There is a reluctant request, and I hope that Master Wei will agree."

"Please borrow the head of Wei Gongzi Liuyang."

"I will pay it back soon."

"Wei Gongzi is generous and elegant."

"We will not be sent back and forth in vain!"

The two sang and harmonized, and their tones were subdued and frustrated, like a series of cannons, one sentence after another, and the last word was sung in harmony, and the future meaning was clear.

Wei Chen didn't even have room to interject, just sneered.

Two more figures crept out from behind the rocks.

"This place is so lively, how about it also make my city king have fun?"

"Add me a portion of King Yama."

Wei Chen pointed the spear in his hand at the ground obliquely, and muttered: "I have nothing to do with the Futu Sect, so why not work for the five Yamas to come in person?" ”

"Wei Gongzi doesn't understand." The girl Bian Cheng Wang smiled enchantingly, "The cause and effect in the world are always implicated in each other, you think it has nothing to do with it, in fact, the catastrophe has long been doomed." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Wei Gongzi don't be impatient, the main thing is coming, let him talk to you!"

A strong wind blows.

The horse behind Wei Chen suddenly pricked up his ears, took a few steps back, and let out a neigh.

Wei Chenjian raised his eyebrows and stared somewhere.

At the end of the field of vision, where the barren grass was undulating, a tall figure slowly appeared.

Originally, the grandson of the Wei family, whose face did not change when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, suddenly became extremely ugly when he saw the person's face clearly.

The man walked along the mountain road, looking at Wei Chen, and did not look away for a long time.

When he got closer, Wei Chen saw a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and greeted him in a deep voice: "Big brother, long time no see!" ”

"Fifth brother."

Wei Chen's face changed several times, and he clenched the barrel of the gun with a solemn expression.

"I haven't seen you for three years, my eldest brother's demeanor today is far better than in the past, it's really gratifying!"

"Fifth brother, you too." Wei Chen replied lightly.

"Speaking of which, I should be grateful to my eldest brother, after all, most of what I have today is due to my eldest brother. So over the years, I have been thinking about my eldest brother all the time, and I always hope to meet one day and say goodbye! Today I finally got what I wanted, big brother, how about drinking this glass of wine with me? The man took out two small white jade cups and threw one at Wei Chen.

Wei Chen didn't reach out to take it, watching the cup fall on the gravel floor, falling apart with a crisp sound.

"Big brother is still as cautious as he was back then." The man smiled slightly, took out his wine bag, poured a full glass, and drank it all with his neck tilted.

Wei Chen saw that his back was facing the sunset, looking forward to his self-pride, and the blue-black figure silhouette actually had a feeling of being as majestic as a mountain, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

"Anyway, today is a happy day, since the eldest brother doesn't drink it, I'll drink another drink for the eldest brother." The man said, pouring himself another glass.

Wei Chen looked at him silently, and as he tilted his neck, the tip of the spear lifted slightly by half an inch.

This small action caused the five Yamas to take half a step forward at the same time, and the air flow was sudden, and Wei Chen had no choice but to remain still.

The man didn't seem to notice the-for-tat qi in the field, he drank the wine unhurriedly, tied the wine bag back to his waist, calmly put away the white jade cup, and then looked up at Wei Chen again.

"I guess, big brother is also very happy today." The man looked at Wei Chen's face and said leisurely, "Not only did I see my beloved fiancée, but I also made a big show in front of her, single-handedly slaughtering an entire demon army, and the record is unprecedented in a hundred years, majestic, right?" ”

Wei Chen was still silent.

"You must have thought that Qian'er would be impressed by you, and even reconsider the marriage contract, and you would finally be able to wash away the shame of being divorced, right?"

"It's a pity that waste wood is waste wood after all, even if you are lucky and have the power beyond expectations, you can't control it at all, and you will still fight back to its original shape in the end!" The man laughed, and his tone turned to a piercing mockery, "Big brother, what if you get the ancestral soul inheritance?" You are always just a waste of martial arts training that can't even reach Xuangang, no matter how many adventures, no matter how powerful the elixir, no matter how exquisite the exercises, you can't change this fact! ”

The muscles on Wei Chen's face twitched, and finally he couldn't help but shout: "Wei Liuying! You're looking for death! ”

The man laughed: "I'm looking for death? Big brother, big brother, don't bluff! If that invincible Heroic Spirit reappeared, with the "Nine Yao Cold Spear" in his hand, ten Wei Liuying would not be enough for him to fight. However, he has slaughtered a thousand demons, and the heroic spirit has been stained with resentment, can he reappear in the human world? Little brother is here to wait and see! ”

Wei Chen's face was pale, his anger condensed on his face, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh: "Fifth brother, do you have to continue that little holiday with you?" ”

"I shouldn't have stopped here, but I still have a home to this day, and I have to live in the world, so I have to always think about my eldest brother's achievements. But big brother, please rest assured, as long as this dusk passes, our previous grievances will be written off from now on! ”

The thick melancholy and resentment in his tone added to the gloom of heaven and earth.

"Does it have to be like this?" Wei Chen's arm trembled slightly.

"Big brother, don't worry, I will keep the ancestral spirit mark for you, I will carry forward the "Jiuyao Cold Spear", and I will also cherish Qian'er's affection for you." Wei Liuying replied.

The five Yamas stepped forward slowly.

The wind on the top of the mountain howled fiercely, and the murderous aura between heaven and earth surged from all directions, squeezing towards the figure of the blood-armored general in the middle.

Outside the city.

The gray mist is viscous.

Jiang Chen picked up a demon long axe in a pool of blood, exhaled lightly, blew away the dense fog in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Jizo, what are you waiting for?" ”

As the words fell, a gray burly shadow appeared, looking at Jiang Chen from a distance of ten zhang.

It's not Jizo.

Dressed in gray armor, there is no life, the muscles of the face are showing a gray color, the whole person is filled with a depressing aura from death, and the body almost merges with the surrounding fog.

Jiang Chen's pupils constricted.

This person was not Jizang, but it made Jiang Chen feel inexplicably dangerous.

The appearance of this person fills the whole space with the smell of decay, and people will have an illusion if they are not careful, as if they can feel that their flesh is decaying and aging with the passage of time.

This gray-armored general, his shoulder armor and heart goggles were covered with dark red and blood-like spell runes, his hair was like a needle, his eyes were pale, and he was holding a huge long knife with a strange shape in one hand, staring at Jiang Chen silently. As the gray mist swirled silently, his figure was half-hidden and half-visible in the fog.

"Whoever comes is named!" Jiang Chen asked.

The Grey Armor General did not answer.

Jiang Chen's gaze passed through the vast mist and landed on his face, and when he saw the sunken loose flesh on his face, his heart sank—this person didn't look like a living person, but more like a zombie that had been dead for a long time!

It's just that although this military general is dead, the gloomy and cold fierce aura he is entangled in still has no sign of subsiding, and the faint sound of the undead crying makes people chill from the bottom of their hearts.

The skeleton came from behind, and when he saw the enemy like this, he couldn't help but take half a step back, clenched the sword in his hand, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to step forward.

Although it was a skeleton itself, it probably had never seen anything else, and for a while it hid like a frightened rabbit.

"Your Excellency......" Jiang Chen moved his gaze downward, staring at the blade in the general's palm that bulged like a dragon's back, and asked slowly, "Do you remember your name?" ”

The gray-armored military general reacted to this sentence, slowly straightened up, pulled out his foot from the pile of bright blood-red corpses, slowly lifted his long knife, and showed a weird smile towards Jiang Chen.

Seeing his empty and deep eyes, Jiang Chen's heart jumped violently, and at this time, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Wuri Battle Knife!" He is the "Heavenly Sword" Zhang Dinghuo! ”

Zhang Dinghuo!

General Xilingguan!

The first fierce general in the Western Continent!

Before he could recover from the shock, Jiang Chen's pupils had contracted.

According to legend, Zhang Dinghuo was assassinated by the Peach Blossom Assassin in front of Xiling Pass, when was he refined into a puppet by Jizo?

Zhang ...... Decide...... Huo ......" The military general opened his mouth jerky, and his throat was full of hoarseness.

After reading these three words, the dark red incantation around him suddenly lit up, and a trace of evil aura appeared on his numb face, and the scorching murderous aura washed over from a distance of ten zhang, making everyone look different.

What a powerful evil spirit!

Just one glance at him, Xining felt a chill all over her body, and involuntarily took a step back.

That kind of look, as if from hell!

", don't think you can help." Jiang Chen raised his battle axe and said to Xining without looking back, "Go back to the city and chant!" ”

Xining gasped, but refused to retreat, reciting the scriptures in a low voice.

Zhang Dinghuo's back bowed slightly, his right foot slammed across, and he heard a swishing sound of breaking the air, and Gao Wei's body rushed over like a bull.

Jiang Chen didn't know what kind of divine weapon the "Wuri War Knife" was, but he could be sure of one thing, that is, the person who could wield this heavy weapon must have unstoppable and fierce strength!

However, there was someone behind him, but Jiang Chen had to fight hard.

The black mangs flashed, the long axe was raised, and the two weapons collided, intertwining into a brilliant firework.

"Boom ......"

"Knock knock—"

The deafening roar of the clash of gold and iron, the aftermath spread throughout the battlefield, and the riotous air currents set off instantly swept away more than a dozen demon corpses, blood splashed waves, and the grass and trees on the high slopes in the distance were scraped to the ground.

Jiang Chen took three steps back, his arms numb.

Zhang Dinghuo did not move.

is also a ninth-order physique, Zhang Dinghuo is already the peak of the ninth-order "impeccable". Only one step away from the "Martial Saint"!

This is the ultimate physique of mortals!