Projection of heavens

"No! Xiao Chen took Yan Qingcheng hostage to the city of death!"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect looked ugly and stopped in front of the Death City, not daring to take a step into the thunder pool.

Phew~

The wind roared violently, and a stern young man wearing a long coarse cloth and carrying a sword on his back came in front of everyone.

He looked at the dead city, frowned slightly, hesitated for only a moment, and then walked calmly into the mist-filled dead city.

The Dugu lineage has always been passed down alone, and the Dugu Nine Swords have never been rumored. Where did Xiao Chen get it from? He must find out clearly.

Boo hoo hoo~~~

After Dugu Sword Demon, elite disciples from various sects also arrived one after another, hesitating slightly.

"Dead City......"

A young man with an ordinary appearance stood among the crowd, his brows furrowed slightly.

Everyone looked at the mottled ancient city that stood in the endless sea of ​​bones and contained endless evil and evil aura, and they all hesitated.

"It is said that this dead city is hidden deep in the Dragon Island. It appeared for some reason some time ago. I'm afraid there is something fishy in it."

A girl with a good figure and a hint of charm spoke up.

Everyone is from a large sect, and when they came to Dragon Island, their elders warned them that the most dangerous place on Dragon Island is the Death City, and there is also a Suppressing Demon Abyss, which is a place of infinite terror, and you will die if you enter it.

"call!"

The ordinary-looking young man took a deep breath, flying knives between his fingers, and walked into the dead city without saying a word.

Everyone was still hesitant, but when they saw the Dugu Sword Demon and the young man walking in, there didn't seem to be anything unusual.

"Go to the city gate to test it first, don't actually enter the city."

After hesitating for a long time, they still went together and tentatively walked into the portal of the dead city.

"They're all gone!"

In the dead city, a gloomy mist enveloped the place. There were only some body fragments of Yin soldiers on the ground, and there were no traces of Xiao Chen and others.

Boom!

Click!

In the already dark sky, endless black clouds shrouded the sky.

Thunder is rolling, lightning breaks through the sky, and heavy rain pours down!

"This rain... is actually red!"

Suddenly, a girl screamed.

Everyone stretched out their hands to catch the rainwater, and saw that the rainwater was scarlet red, with an indescribable evil feeling!

"Blood rains from the sky! The dead city is revived! Dragon Island changes drastically!"

Among the crowd, a young man wearing a Taoist robe looked up with a solemn expression.

But I saw lightning dancing wildly in the dark sky. I could clearly see it in the electric light. The overwhelming raindrops turned bright red. The smell of blood was tangy. There was a curtain of blood hanging between the sky and the earth. The raindrops turned into bright red. Bloody water.

Everyone took a breath of cold air, feeling their scalps tingling and feeling cold from head to toe, and a shiver from their souls surged in their hearts.

Roar~~~

Roar~~~

Roar~~~

What makes everyone even more frightened is that on the entire Dragon Island, there are roaring sounds of dragon beasts from all directions, mixed with the terrifying dragon magical powers!

The dragons on Dragon Island who were cursed by evil spirits have actually regained their magical powers!

"We're in big trouble!"

Everyone was distraught.

The reason why they dared to enter the Dragon Island was because all the dragons on the Dragon Island were suppressed by Xie Yi and had only animal nature. With their cultivation, they were enough to deal with the dragons without any magical powers.

But once the Dragon Clan regains its magical power, no one here can compete with the Dragon Clan!

"Ah, no!"

"Run! Run away!"

In the rainy night, screams came one after another, stopping the people who were trying to escape from the dead city, and everyone was panicked.

"These dragon beasts seem to have surrounded this dead city! If we go out at this time, we will die!"

At this time, the ordinary man holding a flying knife stepped out of the fog and came to everyone: "As long as you come, let's be safe. We still have a glimmer of hope!"

This young man is Wang Tong, the successor of Feidao Sect.

"Wang Tong, is the vitality you are talking about..."

Among the crowd, the pretty woman was thoughtful.

"Yes, the Sky Monument suppresses the dead city! The hope of life we ​​are waiting for lies in the Sky Monument!"

Wang Tong said, pointing behind him.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed. In the center of the dead city, under the endless magic fog, a huge stone tablet stood quietly.

"The sky monument suppresses the dead city! This is the only chance of survival, but there are too many evil spirits and ghosts in the dead city. We must join forces!"

Wang Tong said.

The reason why he retreated was because there were too many Yin spirits on the road ahead, and even with his strength, it was quite difficult.

.............

"How is this going?"

Xiao Chen stood on a mansion in the Dead City, frowning deeply as he looked at the boiling Dragon Island and the rain of blood all over the sky.

When he first entered this dead city, everything was calm, but in such a short period of time, such earth-shaking changes had occurred.

Roar~~

A huge roar shook the sky, and the entire dead city continued to tremble.

It seems that all the dragon beasts on the entire Dragon Island are rioting. They seem to want to destroy this dead city as soon as possible, and they are constantly approaching this dead city.

Yan Qingcheng was thrown on the eaves by Xiao Chen, and she looked at Xiao Chen with a hateful expression: "You won't unlock the restriction for me?"

Encountering such a big change, even this proud woman was a little shaken. If Xiao Chen didn't release the restriction, she would have no chance of survival.

Xiao Chen ignored her and frowned at the stone tablet that seemed to be shining with light in the middle of the dead city.

That stone tablet looked vaguely familiar to him.

It seemed that the ancient stele he had seen in the Yellow River when he was a child was somewhat similar to that ancient stele.

"snort"

Yan Qingcheng let out a heavy snort and gritted her teeth with hatred, but there was nothing she could do now. It was impossible for her to escape after being sealed.

"Bah bah bah!"

Under the eaves, little snow-white things kept jumping, and their little snow-white claws waved the divine light, brushing away the rain of blood falling from the sky.

Xiao Chen stopped thinking about it, jumped off the roof with Yan Qingcheng, and headed towards the monument with the snow-white beast.

.............

"ah!"

"Run away, run away!"

"ah!"

In the dead city, people died at the hands of ghosts from time to time.

Xiao Chen held Yan Qingcheng, who was stunned by him, with one hand, and wielded the long knife with one hand, killing the Yin spirits one by one.

His injuries have not healed, and he is a little reluctant to deal with these ghosts, but the little beast on his shoulder is extremely powerful. With a wave of its tender little claws, no matter what ghost it is, it will fly out.

"puff!"

On the rooftop in the distance, a figure vomited blood and flew more than ten feet, hitting Xiao Chen's feet.

"Xiao, Xiao Chen..."

The figure looked ordinary, but he was Wang Tong, the successor of Feidao Sect.

His chest was stained with blood, and a ghastly claw mark almost dug out his heart.

Xiao Chen frowned and dropped a healing fruit.

He was indirectly recognized by the Martial Ancestor. Li Xunhuan, the founder of the Feidao Sect, was his senior brother. Although Wang Tong had chased him, it was because he had revealed the unique skills of the Feidao Sect. He did not know his identity and pursued him. Killing yourself is justifiable.

However, although he understood in his heart, he was still unhappy. After throwing down a piece of fruit, he walked away.

"Ahem!"

Wang Tong picked up the bloody fruit and ate it with gritted teeth.

After a long while, he struggled to follow the path Xiao Chen passed towards the monument.

boom!

Xiao Chen raised his long sword, and the cold light blasted forward like a tide.

His face was indifferent with a hint of solemnity. The existence shrouded in black mist in front of him put too much pressure on him.

"You don't have to fight me...I'm not your enemy..."

In the black mist, a pale palm reached out and grasped Xiao Chen's long knife without haste.

After that, the black fog dissipated, and a pale young man slowly emerged.

The young man's skin was pale and without a trace of blood, and there was a strange light in his eyes. At first glance, he was not a kind person.

"who are you?"

Xiao Chen raised his hand to stop the little beast on his shoulder and spoke with a solemn expression.

In the young man in front of him, he felt the terrifying power like a mountain and sea, but he did not feel any malice.

"The name is not important..."

The pale man shook his head slightly, with a hint of nostalgia on his face: "I used to be named Chi You. Come to think of it, you don't remember this name either."

It has been so long that even he himself has forgotten his name. If someone hadn't called back his divine will, he would still be just a confused devil at this time.

"Thousands of years ago, I was the founder of the Demon Sect."

So he said.

"Chi You!"

Xiao Chen's heart was shocked, and he looked at the man who looked like a ghost with dumbfounded eyes: "How could you be Chi You?"

Chiyou!

There has only been one Chi You throughout the ages!

Chi You, the God of War, once competed with Yan and Huang for the world!

Looking at this ghost-like man, Xiao Chen didn't believe at all that this man was Chi You.

"The past is past, Chi You is just a name."

There was a look of indifference on his pale face, and he shook his head slightly and said, "You can call me devil, too."

"Why are you blocking my way?"

Xiao Chen put aside his distracting thoughts and became alert.

No matter who this person is, there is no doubt that he is a powerful presence that he cannot resist at this moment.

"Someone wants to see you."

The cold man said: "If I don't come, how will you survive?"

As he opened his mouth, a mighty coercion swept across all directions, and in the surrounding magic mist, there were screams of ghostly screams.

Xiao Chen was moved at this moment. He didn't even notice that there were so many Yin spirits lurking around him without even realizing it.

"Come with me."

Before Xiao Chen could speak, he slowly turned around and walked towards the sky monument.

"Bah bah bah!"

The little beast waved its little claws and yelled twice at the man's back fiercely.

"OK OK."

Xiao Chen comforted the little beast and followed the man who called himself Chi You with the slightest warning.

Following him, there were no ghosts along the way. In just a moment, they arrived at a huge square in the middle of the city.

"Ancient monument..."

Xiao Chen looked shocked.

In the center of the square, a simple stone monument standing a hundred meters high stood, and all around, there were illusory stone monuments flashing in the void.

There are nine stone tablets in total, rotating slowly in an unpredictable trajectory.

In the middle of the nine stone tablets, there was a man sitting cross-legged, with his back to him, his long hair floating in the night wind.

The blood rain fell "gushingly".

Xiao Chen's expression changed and he saw the invisible long river of martial arts.

"Wu, Martial Ancestor!"

Xiao Chen almost forgot about Yan Qingcheng in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Martial Ancestor!"

Yan Qingcheng had just woken up when she heard Xiao Chen muttering to himself, and was suddenly shocked: "Xiao Chen, you..."

Snap!

Xiao Chen returned to his senses, knocked her unconscious with a backhand palm, and threw her under the eaves outside the square with shaking hands.

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