Talisman Emperor

A month later.

This is a plain with scorched earth, red blood, and a glimpse.

At this point, it's just twilight.

The gloomy purple sun quietly submerged in the clouds, only the cold wind, whistling in this bloody wilderness, dead silence.

The ancient heavens looked out at the sky and ordered the camp to begin and rest in place.

The escorts began to move in an orderly fashion, while Chen Xiao chose an open space and began knee-jerking.

No one spoke, the atmosphere seemed a little dull.

This situation has been going on for a month. Since the last assassination of Qingzheng, Choi Qingzheng has been on Bronze Baoqing and has never been seen again.

After repeatedly persuading Chen Xi to leave null and void, he stopped persuading and began to tread on the road with all his heart.

Ancient heavens and others wondered that they had not encountered any further obstructions or sneak attacks on the road, and that those who pursued them appeared very strange as if they had evaporated in the sky.

But Ancient Heaven knows very well that the opponent will not rest.

Perhaps the invisibility of an opponent is simply to choose the best time to wipe out your own people!

“We've reached the edge of the bloodbath, and in three days, we'll be in Black Cliff City, and if those damn things are going to do it, they're going to choose these days, right? ”

Ancient days frowned for a long time, his heart grew heavier and heavier. He swept everyone's eyes and sighed: “Everyone be more vigilant tonight. If anything changes, remember to protect the good lady first. ”

Other guards also knew how heavy it was and nodded softly.

Only Tidal, like a sculpture, stands still and hurries to practice.

“This kid won't let go of any time to practice, unfortunately, the realm is too low after all, and the practice is too weak...” Ancient days glanced at Chen Xi, his heart sighed once again.

He was well aware that Chen Xiao had refused to leave again and again, perhaps because he was also going to the Underworld, but the most important thing was to give himself the strength to wait for others.

He is grateful for Chen Xi's heart. After all, people like Chen Xi are too rare in today's world.

But it is also clear in ancient times that Chen Xi is still too young. Warrior righteousness is a good thing, but if the power is too weak, it will not only not help, but become a burden for others.

Imagine if Chen Xiao was in some danger, did they save or not?

The answer is obvious, you must be saved!

Even if the last time he saved the young lady's life from the green lord, it was just luck, still enough to make them grateful. If something happened to him, they could see death again?

“If you are destined to arrive in Black Cliff City, make sure to give this boy a gift and persuade him to go away, so that he can no longer be implicated in the lady's affairs...”

In his view, Chen Xi was still young and possessed a sense of warmth and justice, a man who, although most people seemed silly, deserved the most respect.

In today's world, there are too many selfish people, good and evil have been blurred, black and white have been confused, but it is more and more expensive for such people, isn't it?

If Chen Xi knew that in ancient Heaven, he had become a righteous, bloody incarnation, and did not know how to imagine...

When the night came, that round of blood moon was suspended again beneath the pitch-black sky, spreading an exotic glow.

Chen Xiao woke up from a fight and grew up.

“Well, in about half a month, it'll be enough to regain full strength. ”

Feeling the vibrancy of the body and the immortality of the sea, Chen Xi's lips could not help but rise with a satisfying curve.

After this month of nurturing and repairing, his power has returned to the full realm of meditation, when he meets the powerful, he no longer needs to evade and retreat.

However, in order not to cause ancient misunderstandings, he has maintained the atmosphere around the kingdom of Jindan.

I can't help it, the power is going up too fast, they will only suspect that they are trying to get close to Choi Qing Jin, deliberately hid their strength, don't try to...

Of course, when the time is right, Chen Xiao will be honest with each other.

But now he can't, he doesn't know anything about the underworld, and listening to the guards, what harsh conditions are needed to get into the Underworld, so following the ancient heavens and others is undoubtedly the best option.

As for the peril that might arise on the way, or being seen as a nail in the eye by Choi's enemies, he doesn't care, as long as he can get into the Underworld Land and rescue Ching Xiu Yu, none of this counts.

Pfft...

At this point, on the pitch-black dome, a black dot suddenly appeared, gathered beneath the blood moon, dense numbness, between a few breaths, that had gathered up to a thousand.

Look closely, it is a strong ghost dressed in a bloody robe with a pale face and red eyes.

And in the center, there's a giant bloody skull hanging.

The skeleton was bright white, as big as a hill, with sharp teeth as a vertical longo, and in the position of the pair of eyes, two clusters of oil burned in a haunted fire, flaming, dyeing the void into a miserable green fire.

As soon as it appeared under the heavens, thousands of bloody robes and ghosts prostrated themselves to their worship, their mouths were all sounded with an obscure and sharp “clamour”, and the heavens and the earth were shaken up and appalling.

“The ghost sacrificed the moon! Oh, my God, how could this be worse than the Nine Ghosts pulling a coffin? ”

Ancient heaven's face became so heavy that it flew fast to pronounce itself: "Hurry! Fast convergence and full alert! ”

The guards were colorful, and the regimental guards were in the center of the bronze treasure, with an indelible color of palpitations in their faces.

Ghosts for the moon!

It is in this bloodbath that such visions are rare, because they are a sign of ferocity!

Rumor has it that when the ghost sacrifice moon appears, it often means that a ghost king is about to be born, and in the underworld, the ghost king's power is above the five realms of the earth fairy!

It's just strength, and most importantly, every time a ghost king comes along, it means another great catastrophe in the underworld!

It's like a sign that has been in the underworld since time immemorial, with the phrase "ghost king now, evil born”.

“What a glowing power of the underworld, is this the ghost king...” Chen Xiao glanced and stared at the giant mountainous skull in the far realm of the sky, his heart was overwhelmingly surprised.

In this month with Ancient Heaven and others, he has gained a general understanding of the power of the underworld.

Like the hundreds of millions of spirits in the underworld, the path of cultivation is actually no different from that of the human world, except that the power attributes taken are different.

These spirits of the underworld can also be cultivated into fairies. The peak strength is around the eight realms of the fairies, crossing the nine realms of the fairies, and will be extradited to the fairy realm.

The only difference between the human world and the world is that there are many unjust spirits, powerful ghosts, evil spirits and evil spirits that should have been reincarnated in six rounds.

However, with the turmoil in the underworld today, the Yellow Springs Palace, the Mumba Palace, the Ten Temples Yanluo, the Six Paths and other institutions in the Underworld Province are pouring on each other, fighting each other, and claiming power, causing a major breakdown in the order of the whole underworld.

These ghosts have no one else to detain and extradite, so they become a scourge in the underworld, and if left to develop, they will even affect the pattern of the entire underworld!

Today, with the strange disappearance of the Tibetan King, the “unjust death city”, the most repressive ghost in the underworld, has broken order. Its internalized ghosts fled, running, has long become an empty city.

Of course, the presence of ghosts and the escape of unjust souls is not to say that the power of the Underworld is weak.

On the contrary, the backdrop of the Underworld House is incredibly strong. The big characters sitting in the town, nothing more than the heavenly fairy, like the master of the six divisions of the Land House, the Ten Palaces of Yanluo, the Mon Lady's Palace, the Yellow Springs Emperor who controls the Yellow Springs Road, even more terrifying than the heavenly fairy.

Unfortunately, these big characters have no time to ignore the turmoil in the underworld, but to invest their minds in the struggle for power and profit, thus creating a mess like this one today.

Bang, bang...

At this time, on the dome, the thousands of bloody ghosts, there was a flame of green ghosts, self-burning, the whole body broke apart, turned into a ray of hidden power, poured into the mouth of the giant skull in the center.

That feeling, it's like a sacrifice.

Sacrifice to that skull with your own strength.

Meanwhile, in the bloody moon on the dome, a large bloody column of light poured directly into the giant skeleton.

Just for a moment, the whole heavens and the earth were flooding with bloody power, and the heart of that power was that skull.

It's swallowing this power, and it's producing an amazing transformation!

“No! This ghost king is too violent to sacrifice his men to complete the transformation overnight! Come on, let's get out of here before it turns into a real ghost king. We're all going to be sacrifices! ”

Ancient heaven's face has become so cloudy and heavy that as soon as it was commanded to fly, it took a pedestrian and flew to the distance at full speed, leaving this part of the land as soon as possible.

Everyone was aware of the crisis in the immediate situation, one lip tight, guarding the bronze treasure carrying Choi Qingzheng, quietly and fully flew.

Because of the haste, no one noticed that Chen Xi was missing from the team.

……

“Take this opportunity to kill it and practice the Hidden Record. Otherwise, you will leave this bloodbath and you will not encounter this opportunity again...”

Chen Xiao stood and looked away at the direction of ancient heavens and others to leave, and looked away at the dome.

He is only the Ghost King of the Five Kingdoms of the Death Fairy. With his power today, he is enough to fight one battle.

Mm-hmm.

At this point, however, he seemed to have noticed something, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled and his figure flashed, disappearing in place.

Just as Chen Xigang hid his whereabouts, on the far side of the pitch-black sky, he flew silently into a huge pitch-black shadow to cover the heavens and the earth.