"Childe?"

The dark eyes and the rotten head naturally ignored the faceless boasting, and at the same time looked at Ye Qing with a solemn expression.

The two of them didn't care, but the young man in front of him had to guard against it.

The young man in front of him looked young, and his realm was also alive, but it gave them a feeling of extreme danger, and the two arms on the ground were ironclad evidence.

"Since you have said so, I will only give you this face, no face, you play with them, I will destroy the altar!" Ye Qing didn't even look at the dark eyes and the rotten head, since he entered the secret room, his eyes have been falling on the altar and the figure above the altar.

As for the ghost eye and the rotten head, it's just a small fish and a shrimp!

Small fish and shrimp, leave it to the cats and dogs to solve!

The faceless of a kitten and a puppy: "......"

The slap in the face came too quickly, like a tornado.

I knew that I wouldn't brag just now, but it's better to dig a pit and bury myself.

However, the boast of himself has to be blown with tears!

"Human, you want to destroy the altar, don't think about it!" Seeing Ye Qing walk towards the altar, the rotten head slammed into Ye Qing.

In the process of pounced on Ye Qing, the rotten head's head began to rot, and a large piece of flesh fell from the skull, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

As the rotten flesh fell, a stream of fishy yellow rotten water spread on the ground, and strange and evil things such as rotten arms, heads, tongues, teeth, and hair stretched out from the rotten water, grabbing Ye Qing.

"Get out!" Ye Qing didn't look back, his sleeves slapped horizontally, and his strength rolled like a river, pouring thousands of miles, fierce and uncasting, and the weird and evil that bred in the rotten water were directly smashed by a sleeve.

Then the sleeves of the shirt hunted, pasted on the face of the rotten head.

If it were a normal person, this sleeve would be patted on the other party's waist and abdomen at most, but who made the first rot short, so this sleeve happened to be pasted on her face.

"Bang"

The head of the rotten head, like a watermelon, shattered violently, and the body of the head of the rotten head flew out upside down and smashed on the wall of the secret room, with a huge force, causing the entire secret room to tremble and fall wisps of dust.

But even so, the rotten heads were still alive, and flesh and blood were surging from their shoulders, and each head was half the size of its original size.

The left head said, "Do you want to fight or not?"

The head on the right scolded: "Are you sick in the brain, you can't beat it, you can't find death!"

The left head countered: "Your brain is sick, your whole family is sick!"

The head on the right said angrily: "Bah, who are you scolding, if you have the ability, you can scold the old lady again?"

The head on the left spat splashed: "Just scold you, just scold you, you bite me if you have the ability!"

......

For a while, the secret room was filled with the sound of shrews scolding the street, two heads, no one could reach anyone, and no one had hands, so even though the spit was splashing, swearing words, and arguing with each other, no one could help anyone.

So in the end, it's you to me, I'm to you, spitting on each other.

Ye Qing ignored the rotten head and began to run forward, his whole body momentum rose inch by inch, and he suddenly jumped up a foot away from the altar, a scimitar appeared in his hand, and slashed at the altar in front of him.

The knife qi is vertical and horizontal, such as intercepting rivers and lakes.

This knife, Ye Qing didn't keep his hand, he used up all his true qi, he was afraid of danger on the altar, so he didn't dare to step forward, he planned to directly use the knife to smash the altar from a distance.

If the altar is broken, the summoning ceremony will naturally not be completed, and the so-called ghost lord will not be able to descend.

As for the man in black on the altar, it is estimated that it is the so-called pothos, and it is best to be killed with a knife.

However, just as his sword was about to fall on the altar, the candles on the altar's octagonal burst out in unison with a burst of white flames, forming a semicircular shield that enveloped the altar.

"Boom"

In the loud roar, a wave of air rushed out, and the entire secret room trembled, and smoke and dust splashed.

However, the seemingly fragile altar was not broken in half as expected, and even the flame shield above the altar was unharmed.

On the contrary, Ye Qing flew out upside down, staggered back after landing, and every step back, he left a footprint several inches deep on the hard ground, and the long knife in his hand was shattered inch by inch.

At the moment when Ye Qing's figure stopped, the bluestone under his feet cracked like a spider web, and the whole person rushed forward at a faster speed, his true qi was surging, his sleeves bulged, and he smashed towards the altar.

Drop the sleeves, like falling mountains.

"Boom"

A louder voice resounded through the chamber than before, and the flame shield trembled, but the altar inside was still unharmed, and the pothos, who presided over the summoning ceremony, was not affected.

"Pedaling"

Ye Qing staggered backwards, and in the process of retreating, his sleeves were shattered, like butterflies.

"Shhh

Ye Qing's expression was solemn, a wisp of blood spilled slightly from the corner of his mouth, with a knife and a sleeve, he poured out all the strength of his body, even people in the same realm did not dare to plunder his edge, but he couldn't help but have a flame shield.

"Haha, you can't get in!"

At this moment, a slightly sarcastic voice came from the altar.

Ye Qing looked over, only to see the green pothos with the hood shaking his head slightly, and the face under the hood was obscure.

"This shield, only a Gang Realm martial artist can destroy, although you are very strong, but you can't! Anyang County, no one can do it!"

"So, don't waste your efforts, no one can stop my Lord from coming!"

"Hahaha...... Silly!"

"Haha, idiot, keep fighting, why don't you fight!"

"Hehe, you can't break it, it's in vain, big idiot!"

"That's right, idiot!"

In the corner of the wall, the two heads of the rotten head suddenly stopped arguing, and they held each other, cooperated tacitly, and turned to mock Ye Qinglai.

"Can't you break it?" Ye Qing glanced at the two heads of the rotten head, and the two heads felt a burst of coolness, and closed their mouths.

"Hahaha...... Faceless, human, you are dead, dead...... Even if you find here, it's not like you're going to die!"

"Haha...... Tremble, despair, die!"

Dark-eyed suddenly laughed maniacally, his voice hysterical, echoing through the secret room.

In the smile, there was a faceless pale face and Ye Qing's obscure eyes.

......

"Click......"

In the sky above Anyang County, light and darkness collided, hope and death blended, becoming the only color between heaven and earth.

But at this moment, a crisp voice sounded in the air, and it also sounded in everyone's hearts, and everyone followed the voice, only to see cracks appear on the survey mirror.

"Oh no, the power of the Sky Survey Mirror is almost exhausted!" Ling Jianqiu and Yan Yufei glanced at each other, their faces solemn.

On the other hand, that arm is still powerful, and the demonic flames are monstrous.

"Boom ......"

As soon as the thought fell, the darkness that filled the sky pressed down an inch, the light was dim, and there were more and more cracks on the survey mirror, and finally with a "bang", it shattered.

The moment the Sky Survey Mirror shattered, the light in the air against darkness was like water without a source and a tree without roots, gradually weakening, and finally disappearing.

In the blink of an eye, only endless darkness permeated the void.

It's just that at this time, only half of that (flesh) portal is left, and it is full of potholes, and it is no longer as glamorous and evil as before.

And the arm, only half of which remained, disappeared from the elbow down to the fingers, as if it had been evaporated.

But what flowed from the wound was not blood, but an endless dark and dark aura, evil and weird, twisted and evil.

"Buzz ......"

Then, half of the (flesh) portal trembled, and the light flickered, as if someone was trying to squeeze it out.

As the void trembled, first a shoulder squeezed out of the portal, then half a head, then half a body.

When one of the figure's feet stepped out of the portal, the void trembled, rippling through layers of ripples, and a terrifying coercion reigned over the world.

There was a sense of humility and insignificance in everyone's hearts, as if ants facing the sky and mortals facing gods and demons, they couldn't give birth to the slightest sense of resistance, let alone dare to look directly.

The survey mirror was shattered, hope was annihilated, and in despair, some people actually fell to the ground and cried, and a breath of sadness and despair spread among the crowd.

Fear, despair, death, great fear, great fear.

"Wu Huan's side, did you fail too?" Yan Yufei spread her head, her eyes were calm, but she didn't have the fear of facing death, just despair.

Despair in the calm!

"Wipe the Qingfeng Sword today, kill the demons in the world, and would rather die without regrets!" Ling Jianqiu's tone was flat: "Hate only hate, failed to kill all the demons in the world!"

"Yes, although there is no regret in death, but the people are innocent!" Yan Yufei sighed.

A deathly silence followed.

Regret, there are some, but more than that, unwillingness, sadness!

The figures in the air seem to enjoy this despair and sadness, awe and fear, and the coercion is even stronger.

Anyang County is silent and silent, only despair.

"Shenwu ......"

Under the terrifying coercion, a faint voice sounded, weak but resolute, it was a bloodied Shenwu Army soldier, his back straight, like a spear in his hand, standing still.

"Shenwu ......"

After a sound, another voice rang out, it was a Shenwu soldier who had had his left leg cut off, he stood up on one leg with the spear in his hand.

"Shenwu ......"

A soldier who had lost his right arm, with one arm and one hand, lifted up a blood-stained tiger and leopard flag, with a resolute expression and no regrets.

"Shenwu ......"

"Shenwu ......"

"Shenwu ......"

The sound of "Shenwu", one by one the soldiers stood up, one by one the voices rang out, at first weak, trickling like a trickle, but gradually the sound converged, as big as a river, bright as thunder, like a wave.

The wolf smoke rushed to the sky, and the sword was cold in Kyushu.

My generation of soldiers, died on the battlefield, died on the battlefield, and the clouds flew without complaint or regret!

The sound is martial, the voice is uncomplaining, the voice is without regrets, the sound is rolling, the wolf smoke is rolling, and it goes straight to the sky.

All the sadness, all the horror, all the despair, swept away.

Between heaven and earth, there is only blood left, and there is no regret!

"Haha...... Good, good, I'm Da Chu, Shenwu Long, and I'm never afraid. Hearing this, Yan Yufei laughed, and the despair in his eyes disappeared without a trace: "This is my good man, I'd rather die than be afraid!"

"Never be afraid!" Ling Jianqiu echoed, holding his head high and his eyes resolute: "I'd rather die, never be afraid!"

The sound of vastness seemed to anger the figure in the air, the figure snorted coldly, and most of his body leaned out of the portal, billowing black gas surging, overpressing down, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Everyone only felt that their bodies were sinking, like a mountain, overwhelmed, and the bones of the whole body clicked.

But no one knelt down, and no one was afraid.

Fear, the next moment, is death.

But everyone would rather die without regrets!

"Buzz"

The portal in the air trembled again, and the figure leaned out again, only one last step away, and it would descend on Anyang.

Turn Anyang into a demon domain!