Urban Madness

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Not only Ye Fan, but the old prince and several other strong men also noticed that something was wrong, and turned their heads to look at it for the first time.

From the end of the horizon, a deep black cloud suddenly appeared, coming like a tidal wave.

In nature, the sun sinks and the moon rises, and darkness descends, which should have been a gradual process.

But now, the whole world seems to be dark in an instant.

In just a few breaths, the terrifying darkness spanned an unknown distance of thousands of miles, getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Darkness!"

The old prince's face changed wildly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Damn! It turned out to be this thing. No wonder the abyss demon python flees in fright!"

Hearing this word, Ye Fan's heart also shook.

On the way here before, he had learned some news about the ruins from the old prince.

And this dark tide, although not the most terrifying existence, has wiped out how many peerless powerhouses.

When he first entered the capital, Ye Fan encountered undead rottenness, but compared with the dark tide, undead rottenness is a pediatric thing.

No one knows the origin of the dark tide, as if it has existed since the birth of the ruins.

Even if it is True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, in the dark and dark tide, the cultivation base will be weakened to a very small level, the sight and spiritual knowledge will also be deprived, just like a blind man, unable to see things.

And in the dark tide, there are countless terrifying beasts, monsters, and evil creatures.

Imagine that even the "King"-level Abyssal Demon Python would flee in embarrassment. How terrifying is this dark tide? !

When everyone was stunned, the dark tide was very close to them.

The Kuroshio is rolling, and the sky is angry.

Looking intently, there seemed to be many ghosts with blue faces and fangs inside, and there were bursts of ghosts crying and howling, which pierced the consciousness, which made the nerves split.

Howling all ghosts!

For a time, the whole world seemed to be turned into a ghost prison.

The threat of death is close at hand.

"This is Ye Sha!"

The old prince recognized the terrifying ghosts at a glance: "It is rumored that the monks who died in the dark tide will transform their souls into resentful souls, named Ye Sha! Although Ye Sha has no memories of his lifetime, it contains anger, hatred, and bloodthirsty. After thousands of years of accumulation of various negative emotions, the number of night evil spirits in the dark tide is very exaggerated, and many true immortals of the Tribulation are buried in it, even this king is not sure of surviving!"

Hearing this, the other four powerhouses on the scene turned pale. They were all powerhouses who had cultivated for hundreds of years, but they still couldn't keep calm in the face of impending death.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's inspiration flashed, as if thinking of something, he shouted: "Old prince, quickly take out that piece of Jidao Emperor Soldier and use it to defend against the enemy!"

"what?"

The old prince was taken aback for a moment, but he still subconsciously took out a small piece of iron.

After a few seconds, seeing the dark tide flooding them, countless night evil spirits are ready to swallow them.

However, the small piece of iron seemed to be stimulated by external forces, and suddenly the light burst.

"Huh!"

The extreme light is dazzling, and the sacred mighty, supreme coercion exudes, it is the aura of a certain peerless immortal emperor that remained in it, above all living beings.

Before in the Great Summer Palace, it was Emperor Xia who made the shot himself, which inspired the power.

And now, stimulated by the dark tide, this fragment also shines brightly.

The hundreds of night evil spirits that depended on it were directly purified and disappeared.

The dark tide that swept across was also directly bounced away.

With this piece of Jidao Emperor Soldier fragment as the center, within a hundred meters of a radius, it seems to be a piece of pure land.

"call……"

Seeing this scene, several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, relieved.

"Ye Fan, how do you know that this fragment has such a magical effect?" the old Wang Yehu questioned.

"This... the descendant of the Taishang Sect before, once invaded my Yunhai Immortal Gate, I learned from that person!" Ye Fan explained.

Yun Feiyang did say that the sages of Taishangzong first arrived in the ruins and suffered heavy losses. They encountered countless evil spirits and suffered heavy losses. Later, they found a pure land, within a hundred meters of evil evil spirits, and the core is a piece of extreme road. Fragments of Imperial Soldiers.

Of course, Ye Fan only talked about the efficacy of this fragment, but didn't say that he had already obtained dozens of fragments, and the "sorrow" composed of the broken blade had already taken shape.

"Boom boom... boom boom... boom boom..."

With the passage of time, the dark tide became more and more turbulent and surging.

The light emitted by the fragments of the Jidao Emperor’s soldiers is not as bright as before, and is getting dimmed. It is like a clumsy fire swaying in the wind. The distance of the shining has also changed from a hundred meters in a radius to ten around. Meter.

However, even though it was faint, the light did not go out directly, and it could still accommodate Ye Fan and others.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"BAA Baa baa……"

Suddenly, there was a rush of drums in the darkness, accompanied by a few goats.

Hearing this voice, Ye Fan, the old prince and the other four powerhouses became nervous and adjusted to the best fighting state.

After a while, a weird scene happened——

I saw an old man in ragged clothes, drove a dozen goats, walked out of the dark and dark tide, and entered the halo emitted by the fragments of the Jidao Emperor.

Looking intently, the old man was about 70 or 80 years old, with dark skin and wrinkled face. He was wearing ragged clothes. His shoes had a big hole and his toes were exposed.

From his body, he could not feel any breath of internal energy circulation, just like an ordinary farmer.

The only thing worth noting is that there are two exquisite snare drums slung around the left and right waists. The sound of the drums just now should be played by these two drums.

Seeing this old man, Ye Fan and the others didn't have any relief, but became more vigilant.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

This dark tide, even a master like the old prince dare not to force it, and his discoloration changes.

The old man in front of him was able to come and go at will, and what was even more shocking was that the dozen goats beside him were unscathed.

All this reveals weird!

"who are you?"

The old prince's eyes were electric, staring straight at the old man, and asked harshly.

"Hey..." The old man smiled honestly, crouched and said: "Everyone, I am a shepherd near here. I suddenly encountered this dark tide and couldn't find my way home. Please make it easy for me. Stay here for a while!"

The old man spoke sincerely and sincerely.

If you change a place, Ye Fan is absolutely willing to lend a hand.

But in this situation, the old man gave him a sense of evil.

"No way!"

Suddenly, the old prince shook his head suddenly and refused mercilessly.

Unexpectedly, the old man turned a deaf ear, as if he hadn't heard the words of the old prince, but turned around and started counting sheep.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

"Ten sheep, eleven sheep, twelve sheep!"

When he was counting sheep, the group of goats shivered suddenly, and they kept yelling "Bao" at Ye Fan and the others. Some sheep even shed crystal tears, revealing endless sadness.

At this moment, Ye Fan even had an illusion, it seemed that it was not a goat, but a living person.

And the old man still counts the sheep non-stop:

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

"Sixteen sheep, seventeen sheep, eighteen sheep!"

"what?"

Soon, Ye Fan realized something was wrong, and couldn't help but ask: "Hey...old man, there are obviously only twelve sheep here, how can you count eighteen?"

"Hey!"

The old man showed a simple smile again, looking at Ye Fan and others and said: "The little old man has counted sheep for a lifetime, and he will never count wrong! The remaining six sheep—"

Speaking of this, the old man deliberately prolonged his tone, his eyes swept over Ye Fan, the old prince and the other four strong men, and continued: "The remaining six sheep, aren't they the six of you?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ye Fan and others felt that the vest was chilly and got goose bumps, which had a strong ominous premonition.

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became extraordinarily weird, and there was a dangerous atmosphere in the dark, which made people palpitating.

On the opposite side, the honest smile on the old man's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a crooked smile, like the devil showing his fangs.