My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 94 93. I'm Just an Ordinary Traveler Passing by (Part [-])
After Xia Yuan and General Da Chu Zhongli separated, they continued to go deeper with the guidance of the "Navigation Treasure".

He is like an ordinary traveler walking on the dark and cold land in the west, because the movement of shrinking into an inch is relatively large, which may cause unnecessary troubles and miss the real goal.

On the evening of the third day, an "open-air altar" appeared in front of the two of them.

It was dark and lightless, the river of blood was condensed into vertical and horizontal red pipes, and the hairs of stumps, limbs, and heads were piled up into mountains. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is hell.

But the open-air altar was empty.

Xia Yuan's eyes swept quickly, and then stopped on the stone platform where the central emperor offered sacrifices, and Ning Bao's finger was pointing there.

It seems that it has reached the stage of "you can't see me, and I can't see you" again.

Xia Yuan looked at the sky, the distorted sunlight had been swallowed up.

It's night time.

Xiyou's night is the complete home field of strange powers and chaotic gods.

Xia Yuan didn't rush forward, instead he took two steps back and walked into the periphery of the nearby small forest.

Pansi swam silently in all directions, skillfully weaving a new generation of "spider web" improved hammock, and he lay comfortably on this hammock.

Pillowing his head, crossing his legs, drinking fresh water and eating dry food, the portable treasure hangs on his side obediently.

The pale moonlight seemed to have penetrated into the deep water, creating a sense of distortion and twists and turns in the mid-air, making everything very strange.

Xiyou is like the deep sea, when the light falls here, apart from being distorted, it is also much dimmer.

After resting until midnight, there was suddenly the sound of rustling footsteps in the distance.

Xia Yuan opened his eyes strangely, these days, there are not many people walking so honestly.

In a place like Xiyou, does space movement still make a sound?

He is in the realm of the Great Master of Heavenly Soul at this time, his spiritual consciousness is released, the gods have no thoughts, and the movements around him immediately enter his mind.

A young girl's voice sounded: "Brother must have taken this road the day before yesterday. He and Gu Gui should have returned long ago after picking up the grain."

Another old man's voice: "Miss, it's different now."

"Uncle Zhao, elder brother is an excellent assassin, and there has never been an accident on this road. I suspect that elder brother may be trapped."

"Miss."

"Uncle Zhao, let's just walk quietly, just take this safe path, and never take the initiative to provoke anyone. If you can't find Elder Brother this time, I Yan Ya promise to go back directly and never look for him again. "

The old man sighed deeply. Brother and sister love each other deeply, and the son is the only support of the young lady. He disappeared. The young lady could bear to look for him until now. The Dijun wooden carving in front of him grabbed the wooden carving and placed it between his eyebrows, and said softly, "May the Dijun bless us."

The girl named Yan Ya was also awed immediately, showing a pious look, holding the emperor's wooden carving embedded in her chest and sticking it between her eyebrows: "May the emperor bless you."

Xiyou turns into a tricky country.

Gods and Buddhas are useless.

The only one left that the survivors can believe is the original one.

That one unknown name.

But like the king's arrival.

So called emperor!
At this time, Xia Yuan was lazily lying on the cobweb hammock, Ning Bao was hanging on the side with his tongue sticking out, a pair of lovely legs were hanging in the air, and his pupils were sluggishly looking into the distance, a tear mole at the corner of his left eye showed a little weak.

What she saw was the distorted and cold moonlight.

Not long after, the two whispering people also came into her sight, and in the distance was the open-air altar.

This is a Yan Ya wearing a black tights, and an old man in the same dress. The black clothes are convenient for movement and visual concealment that humans think.

Suddenly, Yan Ya noticed something, bent her body like a cat, and walked briskly to the outside of the altar. She saw two shriveled humanoid rotten flesh. The humanoid rotten flesh was riddled with holes and stained with blood. A feeling of blood erupting from the inside out, penetrating the seven orifices and all the pores, until the person died miserably.

Yan Ya stretched out her trembling hands and slowly reached for the rotten flesh's neck, fiddled with the blood stains, and touched the bloody emperor's wooden carving, then touched the rotten flesh's waist, revealing half of the sawtooth jade pendant.

This half piece of jagged jade pendant is exactly the same as the one hanging around her waist.

Yan Ya's pupils suddenly became wet, and intense grief instantly hit her heart. She opened her small mouth slightly and wanted to cry, but she quickly reacted by herself and covered her mouth with her left hand. At the same time, she entered the highest state of vigilance. The dark imaginary wheel like a group of water plants appeared, and the blood energy entered a state of rapid consumption, but it also brought her into one with the surrounding darkness.

Seeing this situation, the old man hastily restrained his breath, obviously he doesn't know Yan Ya's profound art, but the hiding method is not bad, then he looked worriedly at Yan Ya, the young lady was trembling all over, tears streaming down her face , biting his hand tightly with his teeth, not crying, for fear of alarming anything.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.

Xia Yuan, who was lying with his eyes closed, also slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the half of the sawtooth jade pendant that the girl reached out and gently picked at the waist of the shriveled corpse.

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The lanyard broke.

It was just a slight sound, but it sounded like thunder in this quiet night.

Xia Yuan immediately moved.

And something moved at the altar in the distance.

The old man's face suddenly changed drastically, and Yan Ya also showed fear.

This is just one thought.

One thought is only [-] seconds, just enough time for people's five sense nerves to transmit to the bottom of the heart and produce emotions.

At this moment, the old man and Yan Ya just felt fear in their hearts.

A terrifying transparent figure appeared behind the two at the time of this thought, and the big hand was twisted towards and about to twist their necks at the same time of this thought.

In the void.

Two demonic hands burning with black flames appeared almost at the same time during this [-] seconds, and turned into fists, like two black dragons, passing by the ears of the old man and the girl, their flames contracted extremely, Power control is impeccable.

The black dragon collided fiercely with the big hand that twisted its neck.

Bang! ! ! ! !
The two roars merged into one, as if the heart of the world had been given electrotherapy, and it suddenly jumped violently!
In this fight, the transparent figure did not appear, obviously not enough to show his figure.

Xia Yuan didn't use all his strength, he didn't want to fight that thing in the dark right now.

The left arm was pulled back at will, and the old man and the girl who looked like small figures were embraced in his arms, and immediately disappeared into the distance.

Ning Bao sat on his shoulder, staring fixedly at the direction behind Xia Yuan, motionless, as if he was looking into a pair of eyes in the distant darkness, but for some reason, the fearful transparent figure did not chase after him.

From the beginning to the end, the old man and Yan Ya only had three thoughts in their minds.

The first thought was fear, not knowing what happened.

The second thought was confused, and I still didn't know what happened.

The third thought flew away?Still don't know what happened.

During Xia Yuan's confrontation with that terror, time seemed to have become incomparably slow, and only now did it return to normal.

Without a sound, he had already landed, and put Yan Ya and the old man on the ground. In the dull eyes of the two, he didn't hide, and he directly withdrew from the deep hiding place, showing the appearance of a young knight with painted skin, which is just painted skin anyway.

Through the bleak moonlight, the old man and Yan Ya saw the boy's appearance.

The black hair danced wildly, moving without wind, and his whole body was filled with a magnificent and handsome temperament. Between his steps, he walked like a god and demon in the world.

Xia Yuan flicked his fingers, and the half piece of jagged jade pendant formed an arc in the air and fell into Yan Ya's hands.

Then, he waved his hand casually: "Go back, you shouldn't be here."

Yan Ya and the old man looked at each other, and seemed to recall the scene just now, the black flame, the magic hand... and the calmness of being able to walk alone in Xiyou, confronting the strange power and chaos.

The two were suddenly blessed to the heart, knelt down together on the ground, made a prostrate salute, and tremblingly said in an unbelievable voice: "I have met the emperor."

Xia Yuan said casually, "I'm not an emperor, but just an ordinary traveler passing by here."

"This"

Yan Ya and the old man were stunned, but in Xiyou, almost most of the survivors knew that the magic hand and the flame were the emperor's signature, and no one in this world could be like the emperor.

As for why the existence of such demonic energy is regarded as the emperor of heaven by them, the answer is simple, gods and Buddhas are not benevolent, and demons are emperors.

Xia Yuan took two steps, and suddenly remembered that he might be able to collect some information through the survivors here, so he turned his head and asked, "What's the situation in Xiyou now, and have you ever seen a black armor with a vermilion bird pattern, holding a Fang Tian's girl who painted a halberd?"

Holding the jade pendant, Yan Ya walked around the edge of death just now, and the person she believed in appeared, her spirit was double stimulated, and she had temporarily come out of the grief of losing her only relative. She cleared her throat and said: "Dijun, can I invite you to a small underground city nearby? There are more than a hundred thousand of your people living here. They must have the information you need to know."

Xia Yuan didn't want to be trapped by a title of faith, so he said, "I'm not your emperor."

"OK."

Yan Ya didn't say any more, but from the tone and demeanor, he was basically sure that he was.

Xia Yuan followed the two back the way they came. To be honest, he was also a little curious about how these people lived underground in Xiyou, and where there was such a large space for them to live underground.

After a stick of incense.

Before the cave.

Yan Ya carefully removed a boulder blocking the door, revealing a dark and gloomy hole behind it, the hole shimmered with light, the space was slightly wrinkled here, and there was faint light coming from inside.

Three people walked in.

This place should be the mountainside, but it turned into a cliff. A simple boundary stone tablet was erected on the side of the cliff, with the words "Hope City" engraved on the tablet.

In the distance, there is a simple outline of the town outlined by lanterns, while in the center of the town there is a burning bonfire and a huge statue.

In the flames, the statue wore an imperial crown on its head, and its face was blurry, but its two hands were completely different from the appearance of the imagined emperor. They were huge magic hands, and the magic hands and even the arms were embossed with surging magic flames.

At this time, there were many people surrounding, prostrate, whispering mysteriously, offering incense, and worshiping devoutly beside the statue of the emperor.

Xia Yuan glanced at it and knew that this was his tyrant form.

Is this really worshiping yourself as a god?

(End of this chapter)