Grief and shouts are intertwined, forming a strong storm that shakes the entire Rakshasa Palace.

"The Emperor of the Rakshasa Kingdom has died?"

"Killed?"

Chu Cheng frowned, his divine sense swept away, and the entire palace was enveloped in an instant.

Under this divine sense, Chu Cheng felt thousands of breaths. It's just that these breaths are weaker. None of the breaths reached the Merge Realm.

At this moment, it is close to the beginning of the morning, and there is already a little light breaking through the night. The cool breeze had subsided, but in the midst of this mournful cry, the fading cool breeze increased again, and the robes of the people who blew made a sound.

In this wind, Chu Cheng smelled a strong smell of blood.

"More than one person died. Chu Cheng withdrew his divine sense and spoke softly.

"I'm afraid that above the Merge Realm, including the Merge Realm monks, they have been killed. Xiao Yan spoke, his tone a little solemn. Said: "Master, I feel the six strong death intentions, I'm afraid it's the three realms. These six Three Realm cultivators also died. ”

Chu Cheng nodded and looked up at the palace.

They are high in the sky, looking down, and the scenery below is naturally unobstructed. The entire Rakshasa Palace was in sight.

The main hall is vast, the atmosphere is like a lion standing in the middle of the world, the gorgeous pavilion in the inner hall is surrounded by the water of Huaqing Pond, duckweed is all over the ground, green and clear.

The entire palace shows not the slightest sign of damage from the fighting.

A royal palace, no matter how splendid it is, the atmosphere is solemn. Even if the Tsukiji monks fought here, they would inevitably destroy something.

But it didn't hurt at all, but it killed a lot of people.

Being able to kill six Three Realm powerhouses without damaging the buildings in the palace at all, the strength must be far beyond that of the Three Realms.

Only Xuan.

But who is the person who made the shot? It was so clean and neat, even Xiao Yan and the others couldn't do it.

"Let's go. Chu Cheng thought about it for a long time, and was ready to go to the source of the bloody smell to take a look, seeing is believing.

Chu Cheng stepped into the sky and walked to the top of a palace in the inner courtyard in a few steps.

Below, the blood sprayed on the road has condensed into dark beads, and the blood sprinkled in the leafy trees on the four sides has turned into liquid again in the early morning dewdrops, dripping down the leaves drop by drop.

Tick tock.

The sound of a drop of blood dripping is very soft, but thousands or tens of thousands of drops fall at the same time, like a heavy rain.

The road was covered with blood, but there was not a single body to be found. It's as if the world has evaporated.

Judging from the bloodstains, there were quite a few deaths here. Especially in the middle of the road, there was a long and thick blood stain all the way to the door of the temple.

The six figures landed on the ground at the same time, and as they approached the temple gate, they took a few steps backwards.

As they approached the temple gate, everyone suddenly felt a strong oppression.

Everyone present, except for Chu Cheng and the puppet. All of them are powerful. If they can feel such a strong sense of oppression, there must be a powerful presence in it.

As soon as Chu Cheng's mind moved, a black shadow broke free from the puppet's hands.

This dark shadow is an ancient witch puppet.

Ancient witch puppet, this body is a mysterious body. If it's tough, even Aoki and the others won't necessarily be able to defeat this puppet.

In the eyes of everyone, a little black dog rushed towards the temple gate and slammed it hard. In the midst of the roar, the door of this temple was shattered in an instant, and a stream of debris was sprinkled.

The red curtain was like electricity, and it arose in the temple.

It was a billowing red mist, an evaporation of blood, with a heavy fishy intent.

The red sprinkled in this temple is even more intense. The red light in the hall suddenly converged, accompanied by an extremely piercing whistle, venting out of the hall. So that everyone was trapped in this storm formed by blood mist.

It was only after a long time that the red storm cleared. The figures of the people are once again revealed in the light of the world.

It's just that on their faces, there is a trace of blood.

Naturally, these blood stains were not the blood that had been shed from their bodies, because they did not have a single scar on their bodies.

The previous blood mist seemed to have been steamed by incomparably hot fireworks in the temple, and it was very scorching. When you meet a face at room temperature with everyone, it is a condensation.

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on his face, and when he spread out his hand, he saw red and black.

This is the will of death, the will of death from the powerhouses of the Three Realms. But there is no body of any strong man in this temple.

Except for the young man in the dragon chair in front of him, wearing a red golden dragon robe.

This person is the Emperor of the Rakshasa Kingdom. It's just that for some reason, the man who shot it didn't wipe out his body.

And they stood before the gate of the temple, and did not enter.

"It seems that this Rakshasa country has provoked a second-step power, resulting in the killing of all the strong people, including the emperor of this Rakshasa country. Chu Cheng shook his head, the heart and purpose of this trip could not be achieved.

Because someone has already taken his place.

"Master, what about this Rakshasa country?" Xiao Yan said.

This Rakshasa country is just the strong being killed. There are others left.

After all, the goal has not been achieved, and it may be necessary to kill people.

Chu Cheng shook his head and said, "These people who were killed are all strong men in humanity, and they must be among the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect who have been in contact with the Rakshasa Sect. But these low-level monks may not be. ”

"I came here to help Princess Anyang so that she wouldn't have to marry the Rakshasa Kingdom. Now that the powerhouses of the Rakshasa Kingdom are dead, these low-level monks can't make any big waves in front of the Great Qin Dynasty. ”

Chu Cheng no longer looked at the blood-stained scene in the hall, but at Xiao Yan. Said: "Take me to the Rakshasa Gate." ”

"Yes, master!" Xiao Yan nodded, and stretched out his hand to reach out to a starry sky flying boat that went straight to the sky.

Everyone walked directly onto the flying boat. Chu Cheng sat up from the building on the boat and closed his eyes.

At this moment, his expression was waveless, and he didn't seem to have any emotion. But only he knows that the killing machine in his heart has become more and more victorious.

This trip is the end of his Chu Cheng and the ancient court. Walk for the heroic souls who have died in battle for tens of millions of years.

"I didn't expect that the ancient court that almost extinguished the fire of the world back then is now just a mud tile that can be wiped at will. ”

Chu Cheng opened his eyes again and looked ahead. It was as if his gaze had passed through a wooden wall, penetrated countless light years, and landed in a world that had been sealed in dust for countless years.

There, in a bamboo forest. Jingling bells rang out.

The bamboo has its own wind and waves. The thousands of green bamboos danced in the wind, and the falling of the green leaves and the howling of the wind were the music that added to the fun.

Such as the piano and the song, around the mountains and rivers.

There is a white tiger running on the mountainside. This white tiger has a very large body, five feet high, and there are three long sharp horns on the top of its head.

"Dabai, run faster!"

A crisp chuckle like a warbler sounded in this song made from the sky.

"Whew~~"

The white tiger suddenly sped up, turning into a white lightning bolt that flashed and flashed in the mountain walkway.

On top of the head of the huge white tiger, a woman with a beautiful face and white clothes was lying in a long horn on the top of the white tiger's head.

This woman's cultivation is no more than Jindan, but in this world, her status is extremely noble. Even if it is the Supreme of the Great Dao, he must give three points in front of him. Even if it is a demon clan in the Demon Domain, when you see her, you have to respect her as a guest.

She has many identities, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Machine Sect. The little ancestor of the Ziyun Sect of the Great Luo Domain. The Goddess of the Northern Wilderness. The pearl of the Chu family of the Celestial Empire.

Although she has never stepped out of this sealed world, the outside world, all the strong, know this person. I also know these identities of hers.

She also has an identity, that is, a person's own flesh and blood. It is also because of this identity that there are so many crowns crowned with a collection of the light of the world.

That man is no longer here. But even so, it is a symbol of faith for all beings in this world!

The woman in white is surnamed Chu, and her name is remembered.

"Dabai, hurry up! Aunt Ling told me to go back quickly. She had something to say to my face. The woman in white smiled and spoke, reaching out and patting the white tiger's head downward.

The white tiger was in pain and whined again, but his four feet were accelerated, and his speed increased by a few points.

After a cup of tea, the white tiger finally carried the woman in white to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there is a lake and a two-story wooden house, although it is in the peak, there is no snow, the flowers are red and purple, and the wind is full of fragrance.

In the sea of flowers, there are two women standing.

A woman in a black dress is full and tall. The other one, wearing a three-color flower dress, looks like a girl, and the body has not yet fully grown. But the appearance is also very beautiful and spotless.

The white tiger stopped in front of the two women, and there was some fear in his eyes.

The fear was not because the two women were terrible, but because of the breath that came from them.

These are the two Nine Realm Supremes, and in this world, the strength is at the top of this.

The woman in white jumped down from the top of the white tiger's head, walked in front of the two women in a few steps, and smiled sweetly: "Aunt Lan, Aunt Ling." I'm coming!"

A smile appeared on the cold face of the woman in the black dress, and she just said, "Why are you wearing your father's clothes?"

The woman in white shook her hand, and the silver bell in her hand rang suddenly.

I saw that beautiful face, a pair of beautiful eyes narrowed, and said: "Three years ago, I learned from my father, abolished my own foundation, built a foundation, and entered the extreme road. A month ago, once again the pole Jindan. I know that this time Aunt Ling asked me to come, it was to let me go out of Qingzhou and go to the Seven Domains of the Human World!"

"Since I want to walk the path that my father once walked, I naturally want to wear my father's clothes, so that I can feel more of the traces left by my father in the world. ”

"Tiger fathers have no dogs, even daughters. The woman in the black dress sighed with emotion.

The woman in the flower skirt also laughed and said, "Nian Nian is the flesh and blood of the young master, and she is naturally the dragon and phoenix among people." Your guess is right, although this Qingzhou was broken by the young master, but the foundation is not weak, with your extreme skills, it is difficult to show a fighter here. ”

"This time, when you enter the human world, you start from the Great Luo Domain. That's where your father became famous. But you still have to hide your identity, otherwise, this time the WTO will not be sharpened, but traveled. ”

"You have entered the WTO this time, except for a few strong people in the world, there is no one else. ”

The woman in white nodded, immediately turned around and stepped on top of the white tiger's head, shook her hand and said, "I understand the truth, then Nian Nian will leave." I must rely on my own strength, like my father, to make an invincible myth, so that no one in the world dares to be respected!"