"Why is his face so big!"

"Is this the power of your grandfather's ultimate sequence? How come this is not recorded in the archives of the church......"

Chen Jing didn't know how to answer Yan Que's question, because the old man's abilities were varied, and he really hadn't learned about them carefully......

However, this face formed by the dense fog always reminded him of the face he had seen in Sentinel Ridge a few days ago before he crossed back to the inner world.

"The garbage is dead and comes back to life...... Isn't it still garbage? ”

Chen Bofu didn't pay attention to Chen Jing and them at the moment, his eyes were on Zhao Pseudo-Immortal from beginning to end.

The moment his words fell.

Two arms formed by a thick black fog protrude from the clouds.

I saw them put their palms together and slowly rotate in the opposite direction.

"Turing's power is limited after all......"

When Chen Bofu's sneer began to echo in the sky, the ground was already a scene of apocalypse.

The wasteland as far as the eye can see has turned into swamps, whether rocky gravel or turquoise moss......

Everything is melting into black water at a breakneck pace.

It doesn't take more than a few seconds.

The wasteland within nearly a hundred kilometers has turned into an eerie black lake.

"Natural Disaster ......"

Yan Que said softly, looking at the black water that seemed to be everywhere below, his eyes were full of shock.

"I've heard the Pope say ...... Your grandfather didn't dare to unleash the power of his own sequence with all his might in the eternal night...... Once you're in full swing...... Maybe the whole city will fall......"

"it!" Kui Nan didn't seem to have seen such a spectacular picture, and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Is this old man so strong!" ”

"Master is so powerful......" Ryan clenched his fists excitedly, because Chen Bofu showed a strength that he had never seen in the wasteland.

"It seems that the old man is really honest in the city......" Chen Jing couldn't help muttering in his heart, remembering the picture of his last fight with Xuye, he only felt that this old man was a little too much.

Now.

Below the crowd, on this black lake that stretches for hundreds of kilometers.

Twisted and hideous human faces began to emerge on the surface of the water.

No, maybe it's more than just faces.

They are like thousands of people drowning.

Screaming, wailing.

It took all the best of his ability to barely get his face to the surface.

Chen Jing couldn't tell their faces.

The facial features are vague and don't speak.

They resemble dolls made of black asphalt.

It's as if carved out of a mold.

"Why do you look so crazy......" Chen Jing was inexplicably a little nervous, his ears were filled with these thousands of wails, and he only felt cold behind him.

"The water has corroded the wasteland." "It's like the filth of the old days......

At this moment, those corpses who wanted to stop Chen Jing and them had already fallen into this black lake.

Those strange figures that appeared in the lake were like resentful spirits who had just escaped from hell, and as soon as the corpses fell into the lake, they swarmed up and entangled these corpses manipulated by Zhao Pseudo-Immortal.

No one knows how deep this black lake is.

But at least a few hundred meters.

Because the largest body is a hundred meters high, has been dragged into the bottom of the lake by those strange figures at this moment.

Eventually, it will be eaten away by the swarm of strange figures, or will it be corroded by the black water of the lake to the point that there is no slag left.

Nobody knows.

When the last corpse disappeared from the lake, Zhao Pseudo-Immortal finally spoke again, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"What sequence of creatures are you?"

When he asked this sentence, Zhao Pseudo-Immortal, who was standing in the air, had slowly landed.

He had no fear of the strange black water, and walked on the surface of the lake as if he were walking on the ground.

The corrosive nature of the black water seemed to be ineffective to him, and the resentful spirits that gathered at him were equally difficult to touch him.

From time to time, a faint electric light flashed beside Zhao Pseudo-Immortal.

It seemed that it was the lightning that blocked the hand that was reaching out to him.

"Your abilities are strange...... I've never met a creature like this...... What is the sequence of your awakening? ”

"Why should Lao Tzu satisfy your curiosity?"

Hearing this ancient monk take the initiative to ask, Chen Bofu's face made of dense fog showed a contemptuous and sarcastic smile.

Even if Chen Bofu saw that Zhao Pseudo-Immortal was immune to the erosion of the black water, he was not captured by those resentful spirits...... The old man was still laughing the whole time, and he didn't feel discouraged in the slightest.

For him, after all.

It's not easy to come across such a durable enemy.

It's a rare opportunity to have a good show.

"This era is really inexplicable......"

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal turned around and walked towards the ruins of the Yellow King's Courtyard, and there was a hint of puzzlement in his electronic synthesis voice.

"I didn't expect them to be ...... after they died. There are so many strange creatures in this world......"

At this moment, Chen Jing's gaze did not linger on Zhao Pseudo-Immortal, because he found something very strange.

These black waters, summoned by the old man, corroded everything.

Even the old site of the Yellow King's Courtyard has been corroded.

But......

On the former site of the Yellow King's Courtyard.

The building, which resembles a triumphal arch, remains there.

Floating on the surface of the water, to be exact.

"How can it resist the erosion of black water......

The strange structure resembled a huge door frame standing on the water, perhaps it once had a door...... But now it's a door frame that can be seen from one end to the other.

"You also want the Yellow King's treasure?" Zhao Pseudo-Xian suddenly asked such a sentence, at this moment he was already standing in front of the only remaining old building, and he deliberately looked up at Chen Bofu's face when he spoke.

"What's that?" Chen Bofu was stunned.

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal seemed to have lost his fighting spirit at this time, and his calm tone made Chen Bofu a little unaccustomed.

After all, this is too much in contrast to his previous attitude of drawing his sword and cutting people without saying a word.

"If you want the treasure of the Yellow King, you can get it yourself."

After Zhao Pseudo-Xian calmly finished saying this, he raised his feet and stepped into the building that resembled a triumphal arch......

Yes.

It was just an empty doorframe.

But Zhao Pseudo-Immortal seemed to have stepped into another world.

Only in an instant.

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal, who stepped into the door frame, disappeared.

And in the next second.

The doorframe shook suddenly.

The dark gray exterior gradually transforms into gold.

The Yellow King totem at the top of the two boulder pillars also lit up inexplicably.

It's like turning on two laser lights.

The dazzling pillar of golden light shot straight into the sky, even piercing through the black mist created by Chen Bofu......

"No wonder the polluted species and the old ones are coming here." Yan Que muttered in a sudden realization.

"yes......"

Kui Nan seemed to have seen something delicious, and swallowed with bright eyes.

"If I were them...... I guess I'll have to come over with the stars and the moon! ”

The third update on the shelves~

(End of chapter)