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Chu Yiyang: Are the stronger your snakes, the bigger their eyes?

Chapter 48

Thinking about the glove on someone else's body who didn't know where to hide, Chu Yiyang didn't say much to him, and attacked directly!

Yan Xun stood in the distance, looking at the two people fighting in the field, the small black snake that was originally hidden in his sleeve also poked its head out, and looked at the middle of the field with golden vertical pupils.

Yan Xun lowered his head and touched its head with his fingertips: "You also noticed it?" ”

The venue of this second level is somewhat interesting, and if you come in to cultivate, you will be banned and cannot be called.

This is obviously a limitation of the formation.

It was not polite for him to ask Chu Yiyang just now if he needed to play by himself, the aura of the Demon Domain was weak, and the battle was fierce, and most of the cultivation of the people in the Demon Domain was still fought out of blood.

And these monks who live in famous mountains and rivers with abundant spiritual energy, although they also experience fighting, they are used to relying on their own cultivation, they know how to practice, but not everyone is good at fighting.

Yan Xun could see clearly that this young man who was guarding the second level was born in the army, a soldier who fought on the battlefield, and was accustomed to the martial arts arena he guarded, and ordinary cultivators could not take advantage of him at all.

However, Chu Yiyang once again surprised him.

When he went up, he made a sharp killing move, without sparing his hand, and the sword technique was the same as the swordsmanship practiced by the young man, it was a killing method honed from life and death, and every move was simple and ruthless.

The young man opposite him felt a great force when he took over, and was beaten back a few steps by the coherent killing moves, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.

The red-clothed man in front of him was like an unsheathed flame knife, bullying him like a shadow, and the knife in his hand slashed down unstoppably again.

This is not something that can be learned in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, the young man sensed an aura very similar to himself in him, although he didn't understand why the person in front of him was the same as himself, but his eyes lit up.

Looking at the two people who turned into two whirlwinds in the field, and the chess opponents fell into a duel, Yan Xun's eyes also slowly lit up.

The young master of the Hehuan Sect and the young master of the Golden Bell should rob his heart, it is really unexpected every time, where did he go to hone such a sword technique?

When he moved in the field, the whole person turned into a blazing flame, but the sword light was more chilling than the wind and snow, making people even feel that such a killing weapon was more suitable for him than Jin Lingchai.

The speed of the two of them became faster and faster, and when the young man guarding the second level felt that he had encountered a rare opponent, Chu Yiyang also had a long-lost happiness in his heart.

Not every mission world he has been to has a flying immortal Dao method, and there are also times when mortals pursue the pinnacle of pure martial arts and fight to the death on the battlefield.

As soon as you fight the guards in the second level, this feeling returns.

The sound of the clash of gold and iron almost turned into a storm, and the tricks of the two were difficult to capture with the naked eye, and they didn't know who was better in the end when they fought purely with sword techniques and sword moves.

Yan Xun still stood in place, waiting for the two to decide the winner, but at first he thought that he might want to make a move, but now he felt that he might not need it.

After a heavy sword collision and sparks, the two combatants retreated to the rear at the same time, separated from the battle.

Under the moonlight, the young man in a half-worn samurai robe looked down at the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and then heard a "snap", and the sword body broke off from the middle and fell to the ground.

And the next moment, the knife in Chu Yiyang's hand, who was standing opposite him, also broke in response, and half of the blade fell at his feet.

It seemed that there was no winner or loser, but the young man picked up the broken sword on the ground and saluted the red-clothed man in front of him: "Your Excellency has won." ”

Seeing that he had broken into the palace at night, the red-clothed man, who had remained unchanged after fighting him, nodded coldly to himself, and then abandoned his hand and broke the knife, and turned to walk towards his companion.

The young man looked at the film on his back, and likewise turned and walked to the rear.

He had no ill feelings towards the two men.

Although I don't know what the purpose of their coming to the palace is, they don't look like fierce gods, and the young man even thinks about whether Chu Yiyang, who has just fought with him, can break through the thirty-third floor, if he can be submissive to their Xuanyuan Dynasty, he will have the opportunity to learn from each other as colleagues in the future.

It's just that he didn't expect that Chu Yiyang's purpose in coming was not to break through the thirty-third layer of guards at all.

As soon as he turned around, the person behind him approached like a ghost, and then slammed his palm at the back of his neck, causing him to lose consciousness in an instant and fall forward.

Yan Xun, who is ready to go to the next level: "......"

Although Chu Yiyang said that he came to the palace to find something, normal people would think that the thing he was looking for was in the center of the palace, and they would not think that it was on the periphery of the palace, this young guard who looked poor and white.

He walked over to this side, and saw that Chu Yiyang had already squatted down, turned the unconscious person on the ground to the front, and then groped on him for a while. The slender white fingers probed into his white-washed samurai robe, but the expression on the face of the red-clothed man was extremely calm, not at all as if he was doing something that did not conform to his identity.

"Nope." Chu Yiyang searched all over him, but found neither the mezzanine nor the storage bag, so he asked in his heart, "Is it really on him?" ”

"Yes." The system replied, in a very affirmative tone.

Although there will be no one else here in the martial arts arena for a while, Chu Yiyang still feels that time is pressing, so he will get it as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible.

Hearing this, he quickly groped again for places where the young man might have hidden something, and tore his robe so messily that his solid chest peeked out of the placket.

Although the young man lying on the ground who was knocked unconscious still had a hint of nobility between his eyebrows, and Chu Yiyang, who was up and down on him, had a picturesque face, this scene looked not only obscene, but even a few pleasing to the eye, Yan Xun couldn't help but speak: "What are you looking for?" ”

"Don't make a noise." Chu Yiyang didn't raise his head to say the tunnel, and then out of the corner of his eye, he saw something shining under the young man's placket, so he reached out and pulled his placket even wider, and saw something reflecting in the moonlight.

It was a necklace with a black leather cord and a golden box the size of a fingernail at the bottom.

Chu Yiyang's hand just now was very heavy, and the young man hadn't woken up yet. He picked up the necklace, his fingertips fumbling around the edge of the box, and then spotted the hidden clasp on the side.

Chu Yiyang's fingertips crossed the hidden button, and the small golden box opened with a "snap", and a very small folded "cloth" with a golden texture fell out of it, stretched on the young man's chest, and turned into the shape of a glove.

Got it!

When the robber grabbed what he was looking for, he got up from the unconscious young man and said to Yan Xun: "Go!" ”

Yan Xun knew that this glove was extraordinary as soon as he saw it, but he didn't ask much, so he planned to leave the palace with Chu Yiyang and go straight to the imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs. Anyway, even if no one on the ground notices, he will wake up after a while.

However, just as the two were about to leave the martial arts arena, a bell suddenly rang in the sky above the entire imperial capital.

The majestic bells swayed under the moonlit night and swept the entire imperial capital.

On the martial arts arena, Chu Yiyang raised his head and saw the crows flying under the moon, and several powerful auras inside and outside the imperial city burst out.

In the inn, the elders of the various sects who planned to rush before the arrival of the Kunlun Sword Sect all swept out and looked up at the sky.

In the palace, in the brightly lit palace, the white-clothed sword venerable raised his eyes and looked out of the hall, and the eyes of the big worshipper standing behind the queen showed a fine light again:

"This is the ...... of the temple's bells"

In the imperial capital of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, there was also a temple dedicated to the gods.

There are many people in the imperial capital, and there are more believers in the gods, so the temples in the imperial capital often have priests preaching, and this bell tower standing on the west side of the temple is set up to gather believers and remind them that the temple sermon has begun.

But the sermon will not be at this time, and the bronze bell that constantly vibrates and makes noise on the towering bell tower is not ringed.

The priest in the temple stood in the main hall, and the statue of the god monarch stood behind the light of the sky with the yin and yang order in his hand, listening to the bell outside, the priest raised his head and looked at the statue of the god king standing on the top, and saw that the original blank face of the statue gradually distorted and fluctuated.

Listening to the commotion outside and the messy footsteps in the temple, the priest watched in shock as the expressions on the faces on the statue of the god monarch changed, and finally froze on the anger.

It was a face somewhere between teenager and youth.

His facial features, which should have been very good-looking, were destroyed by anger, and the eyes of the beings below were filled with endless tyranny and evil energy.

Above the statue of the Divine King, the phantom of an hourglass rose upward, pierced through the roof of the temple, and came under the bright moon, magnifying in front of all those who looked up at the sky.

"What's that......"

Not only the monks gathered in the imperial capital, but also the civilians in the imperial capital also saw this hourglass hanging in the air.

In the depths of the palace, the emperor, who had been suffering from a high fever and could not sleep peacefully, convulsed again in his coma, and felt a familiar eerie aura approaching him.

Inside and outside the imperial city, the originally empty streets and alleys were also filled with a thick yin qi, and the wandering ghosts who had not been seen during the day appeared out of thin air, with empty eyes and dull expressions, wandering around aimlessly.

From the periphery, the entire imperial capital is full of ghosts, less bloody than when Aoba Mountain Castle was in the past, but more eerie and terrifying.

In the four corners of the imperial capital, everything has completely changed, and all the houses and markets that originally existed there have been swallowed up.

In the thick yin qi, there are four ghost halls with different symbols rising from the ground, inside thousands of ghosts crying, white flags beckoning, paper money is all over the sky, ghosts are angry, the palace in the middle is surrounded, and the dragon qi of the son of heaven has been suppressed.

The token in Chu Yiyang's arms started to heat up.

He took out the token, and Yan Xun's gaze fell on it, seeing the token tremble in his palm. The flame pattern in it turned red, and a wisp of red flame emerged from the token, heading towards the ghost hall that rose to the sky to the south.

Before he could think clearly, the ground under the feet of the two began to shake, and even if the realm was as high as Yan Xun, he couldn't stand steadily.

The hourglass over the temple begins to tickle.

The moment the first gravel fell to the bottom, all the people who walked out of the house disappeared in place, and at the same time, a message also entered their sea of consciousness-

"First game: Senluo Four Palaces."

"Clearance time: three hours."

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Chapter 49

This time the situation was more serious than that of Aoba Mountain Castle.

Aoba Mountain Castle was the Blood River Ancestor who wanted to use the passage to the Netherworld to improve the realm, and then use it to get out, but this place was opened before everyone knew it.

Therefore, as soon as Chu Yiyang landed, he immediately put on the heaven-level gloves that had just arrived.

The one he lost was only on his right hand, the new one was only on his left, and other than that, there was no difference between the two gloves.

His eyes looked around, and he found that he was at the entrance of the Senluo Hall at this moment, surrounded by ghosts, the stone pillars of the steps were covered with moss, and the number of monks in the city should be no less than thousands, but he did not see any other figures here.

The Netherworld and the Netherworld have always been separated and cut off, the Netherworld Monk has not been in contact with the Netherworld for so many years, and now it is such a pattern, I want to know, If other people are also here at this moment, and they can't see others like Chu Yiyang, how bottomless their hearts will be.

While listening to the wind coming from the Senluo Temple, he looked up at the leaf sign depicted on the top, and said to the system in his heart: "The two pieces of news just passed over should not mean that one person has to clear these four halls. "But among so many people in the imperial capital, four of them can each clear one, and it is estimated that it will be over today.

But if it doesn't pass......

"It's the first inning." The system says, "If you don't pass, you'll go to the second game."