Time Travel: The Strongest Hidden Successor Dies at 25?

While the soldiers on the city wall were still hesitating whether to request reinforcements from within the city or elsewhere, evil spirits had already arrived at the city.

However, just when everyone was about to fight to the death, something unexpected happened.

The rumored cruel scene of sucking the essence of living people did not appear, and the soldiers were passed by like air.

Countless evil spirits continued to climb the city walls and rush into the city, without even looking at the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the city.

"Captain...what's going on?"

A young soldier watched and couldn't help but ask.

"Are we that bad? Even the evil spirits can't see us?"

The soldier who looked like a captain slapped his subordinate on the head angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense. This evil spirit can control the instinct of sucking people. I'm afraid it has a clear purpose and is no different than a real army!"

"Could it be those Apocalypse..." The young soldier wanted to speak but was interrupted by the captain's wave.

Seeing the evil spirits that were still appearing in the mist, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Now the whereabouts of the monarch are unknown, and the battlefield is also confusing. No matter what the evil spirits do, as long as they are not targeting Yinghuo, even if there are individual players from our dynasty among the apocalypse this time, all parties in the city will be notified to wait and see what happens!"

"Yes!"

"Yes……"

"Yes……"

All parties agreed, but everyone obviously had different ideas, and the responses came and went, not uniformly.

In Yinghuo Imperial City.

Daxia Guo first noticed something was wrong. The series of turbulence outside the city just now had attracted his attention.

Soon the fog and an extremely evil aura spread into the city, and he headed directly towards the city gate where the evil spirits gathered, trying to prevent them from entering.

However, as soon as Guo Huaai made a move, a wave of manic black air surrounded him, and an evil spirit that looked like a fortune teller came to him in the blink of an eye.

Guo Huai felt the smell of an approaching storm in the mountain city and the constantly shaking earth, and concluded that the number of evil spirits must be huge and terrifying.

He didn't have the time to linger too long on the guy in front of him.

He took the long sword directly behind his back, drew his middle and index fingers together across the scabbard, and a shocking sword power emerged again!

Guo Huai took action without any reservations, and was determined to make a quick decision, racing against time.

But the evil spirit of the divination chicken did not retreat but advanced, facing Guo Huai's sword and approaching straight ahead.

puff!

Guo Huai's sword force easily broke through the evil spirit's body surface, but the evil spirit continued to move forward as if it was ignorant and fearless. Guo Huai took a few steps back with a punch.

Guo Huai stopped his retreat and raised his head solemnly.

Trading life for injury?

If he continues to fight like this, his victory is inevitable, but under the obstruction of someone in the same situation who is not afraid of death, it will definitely waste a lot of time.

But now that evil spirits are under pressure, the life and death of the Apocalypse are uncertain, and what they lack most is time!

hum!

As the evil spirit's injuries worsened, although there was no blood flowing out of its body, it began to continuously release a black, sticky substance.

This material seemed to be something that should not exist in the world. It soon sizzled and melted into the world.

But the entire sky in Yinghuo Emperor's capital suddenly darkened, and a coldness continued to spread out.

After a while, the starry sky above it reappeared, indicating the location of all the Apocalypse!

Hero Guo was shocked, "Great Priest of Divination Chicken!"

……

Inside the gate of sinful spirits.

Seeing one after another of evil spirits escaping from the door and rushing towards the Yinghuo Imperial Capital, Jiumen and everyone present became a little anxious.

After all, the greater the number of evil spirits that rush out, the lower the probability that the Apocalypse in the city will survive, and everything they have done will be in vain.

As the strongest group of people in the Tianwu Continent, their strength is unparalleled, but the number of evil spirits is too great to kill them all.

They are like strong adults, facing the endless army of ants. Although they are crushed by strength, some fish will always escape when they kick in.

Pin has been guarding the door for a long time, constantly using his ability to eliminate the waves of evil spirits trying to approach the door of sinful spirits.

But even he couldn't annihilate them all in the face of the tide of evil spirits.

"Damn! What's going on if this goes on!"

The good man king was furious. He didn't know where the evil spirit was born or what it was, and he couldn't kill them all.

But at this moment, everyone was restrained in this door, and his abilities were useless here, killing the least enemies, which made him very angry.

"Don't mess up the rules and do what we should do." The extremely evil king was unhurried, as if the life and death of everyone inside and outside the door had nothing to do with him.

"Either until the great priests are exhausted and unable to maintain this gate. This gate is obviously summoned by their formation, so the price must be high. Or until Guo Huai fights his way out, there is no other way before that."

"Fuck you, of course you are not in a hurry. When have you ever cared about other people's lives?" the Good Man King cursed.

Then he seemed to think of something again, "I forgot, you are here for your apprentice."

"Ha." The Extremely Evil King ignored him and just sneered in his heart.

"Little Evil King, if you die here, you will no longer be qualified to be my disciple."

……

"Soul-capturing!"

An ugly young man with triangular eyes limped and sat down on the main seat of an exquisite mansion in the city.

Lying at his feet was a fat, wealthy businessman who didn't know whether to live or die.

Surrounding him were dozens of attendants holding various weapons and exuding considerable spiritual power, surrounding him.

But their faces were a little dull and confused at the moment, which was very strange.

At this time, the Little Evil King seemed to feel something and raised his head to look at the sky.

Looking at the scene of black clouds looming over the city and stars filling the sky, he looked helpless, tapping the table and muttering to himself.

"What's so bad about it, but it's an evil spirit?"

"How can I play with something that has no soul or intelligence?"

He glanced at the attendants around him, "Relying on these local drunkards?"

Suddenly his eyes rolled around a few times, and his triangle eyes looked a little wretched.

"I remember that little fat guy, what's his name?"

"Chai Wen! He smells like a master. It seems to be caused by that Buddha's gadget. This guy is so interesting that he always sleeps when he comes up!"

"Go and have fun with him first!"

After a while, the little evil king shook his head.

"In the end, I don't know what his abilities are. What if he is a badass?"

"Apocalypse's top ten? It shouldn't be useless, right?"

The little evil king's face was cracked in an extremely exaggerated arc, as if it was really going to the base of his ears, which was terrifying.

"If it's really rubbish, let's kill it together!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Everyone will die! Everyone will die! Everyone will die."

"Hahahaha……"

The Little Extreme Evil King stood up from his position and stepped on the unconscious wealthy businessman on the ground.

Those attendants, although in good health, were like little evil kings, limping out of the courtyard with the former...