The end of the world starts with failing the exam

"Why does it go to the Yellow King's Courtyard?"

"Who knows..."

Chen Bofu shook his head helplessly. Faced with Chen Jing's question, he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

Originally, the old man wanted to take his grandson on a leisurely outing, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Now it seems...

The outing plan had to be terminated early.

"It's so fast to fly..."

Wei Nan has become accustomed to the feeling of flying in the sky.

After all, Baiage's nickname of "steady as an airliner" is not unfounded.

"Ahead is the Yellow King's Courtyard..."

Ryan pointed at a piece of ruins in the wilderness in the distance and said.

This place was no stranger to him.

After living in the wasteland for so many years, he knew all the ancient ruins not too far from the tribe, and even sneaked in to visit them.

"The place is empty, there is nothing, and it shouldn't be able to hide anyone..." Ryan said with experience.

"That's impossible to say."

Chen Bofu frowned, feeling that something was wrong in the wilderness ahead.

The moss on the ground seems to be covered by some strange things...like rocks of different colors?

Take another closer look.

Chen Bofu's expression suddenly changed.

He slapped Baia Ji's back hard to make him stop first.

"What the hell?! Why are there so many dead people?!"

At this time, not only Chen Boxu's expression changed, but also the slightly stupid Wei Nan noticed that something was wrong.

Because the ground near the ancient ruins was densely packed with corpses.

Chen Jing took a deep breath, tried to calm down his inner uneasiness, and spoke softly to Bai Aji.

"Fly high."

Baiaji nodded silently, then slowly flapped his wings and gradually climbed up into the sky.

The further away from the ground.

The pile of corpses near the ancient ruins... looks even more spectacular.

As Ryan introduced to everyone before.

The Huangwang Courtyard looks like a dilapidated ancient ruins.

There is not a complete building.

The ground was covered with gray gravel and gravel.

Since the surface of the ancient ruins is paved with a layer of gray stone bricks, when viewed from a high altitude, the contrast between the surface of the ruins and the landscape of the nearby wasteland is particularly strong.

Without the green moss covering, you can roughly see an extremely regular gray circle...or in other words, a huge totem!

Those unknown grooves on the ground of ancient ruins play an outlining role just like the lines under a paintbrush.

The details of the totem are painted extremely delicately and skillfully, almost exactly the same as the pattern on the Yellow King's Holy Grail.

You found the right place.

But what happened to these corpses?

Hundreds of corpses were piled in a circle around the ancient ruins.

Among them, the corpses of large polluted species accounted for the majority, and only a small part were wanderers dressed in different styles.

"That's wrong... I've been here before..." Ryan murmured, with a hint of panic in his tone, "There was nothing here at that time..."

"How long ago was the last time you came here?" Chen Boxu asked.

"A few months ago..." Ryan replied.

Chen Bofu nodded silently, observed carefully for a while, and his tone gradually became serious.

"Among the corpses of those polluted species... there are three or four... who are stronger than the Tusuo Tree..."

"Damn it! How about we withdraw!" Wei Nan felt a chill on his back and goosebumps all over his body, "The strength of that tree is equivalent to the old descendants of Sequence 6 or , it is even stronger than it. , isn’t that Sequence ?”

After saying that, Wei Nan shrank back and hid behind Chen Jing.

"Mr. Chen, will the people who kill these polluted species... be as strong as you?"

"I don't know where the hell I'm going!" Chen Boxu's expression became more and more ugly, and he was making calculations in his mind...

In Yongye and the wasteland near Yongye, there are only a handful of people who are capable of fighting him, and he knows all of them.

So at this time, Chen Boxu had already started to count his fingers and compare them one by one according to the "enemies" in his memory.

Have strength and means.

After killing someone, he can still hide his own aura so that no trace remains at the scene.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like...

"There's someone there!"

Yan Que suddenly said.

Chen Bofu looked in the direction pointed by Yanque... and saw a thin and withered figure moving slowly among the pile of corpses.

Chen Boxu didn't know that person, and he didn't even have the slightest impression of him.

And that person's aura...

Just like worshiping Aji.

There is no breath at all.

If he hadn't seen him standing there with his own eyes, I'm afraid even Chen Boxu wouldn't have been able to sense his presence.

"Could he be a member of an ancient race?" Chen Bofu had this guess in his mind, and his pupils instantly tightened.

at the same time.

The figure strolling towards the center of the ancient ruins suddenly looked up without warning.

I don’t know if the two parties are too far apart or if the other party has used some kind of means.

The man's face seemed to be covered with a layer of golden mist.

Only his eyes, which contained no human emotion, were exposed.

Cold and indifferent.

Filled with a strange and unspeakable aura of death.

Just like a silent dead body or a man-made cold machine.

When Chen Jing's eyes came into contact with him, even if the other party did not show too obvious hostility, Chen Jing still felt a chill to his bones.

"This man looks unfamiliar..."

At this moment, Chen Boxu was still looking at the man's face carefully, while his good grandson Chen Jing, who was sitting behind him, broke out in a cold sweat.

Because he suddenly remembered the three conditions that needed to be met to advance to Sequence 2.

First, hold the “key to the door” of the media.

Second, enter the "Yellow King's Courtyard".

third……

"it's him……"

Looking at the "Taoist priest" who was dressed incompatible with this world, and then taking a closer look at his black Taoist robe and the whisk in his hand, Chen Jing was sure almost instantly.

"He is the blasphemer...Zhao Pseudo-Xian..."

Chen Jinggang was about to warn everyone to be careful, but the Taoist standing in the ancient ruins suddenly flashed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

this moment.

Except Chen Bofu.

No one could see his movements clearly.

"Be careful!!!"

Chen Jing only heard the old man's roar next to his ears, and then felt a biting chill coming from his side.

Before Chen Jing could react, the old man pulled him up and brought him to him.

In this process.

Chen Jing only vaguely saw a golden light passing by him.

next second.

Baiage's body was torn apart from his chest.

It was like being cut off by some kind of sharp weapon.

The entire body was split into two parts in the air without any warning.

The people riding on its back also lost their center of gravity and hit the ground at extremely fast speeds like falling meteors.

Facing the stars in the night sky.

Chen Jing finally saw clearly the skinny figure standing in the sky and the long sword tightly held in his hand...

The Bagua gear on the sword hilt was rotating rapidly at this time. A cable similar to an optical fiber extended from the tail of the gear and was tightly connected to the Taoist's pulse gate.

The wind howled in my ears.

The old man was also yelling in confusion.

"How can there be 'ancient alchemists' in this era?! Aren't these bastards extinct?!"

Chapter 145: The Ancient Alchemist and the Living Disaster

Ancient alchemist.

This is a word as old as the ancient races.

These "ancient alchemists" appear in many legends about the [Turing Research Society].

It is said that they are the predecessors of the modern hanging city alchemists.

The sequence of awakening is also "Turing" like those of modern alchemists.

But Chen Jing once heard the old man say it when he was a child.

After all, the alchemists of the old days are different from the alchemists of modern times.

Even if the awakening sequence is the same.

The powers obtained from the beginning of the sequence are also different.

Compared with those modern cybernetic alchemists who rely on biotechnology to advance through the ranks, these outdated "ancient alchemists" are more similar to Chen Jing's understanding of "cultivators" in the traditional sense.

Although the ancient alchemists were promoted based on a method similar to "biotechnology", they did not have so many fancy magical weapons and equipment.

For example, Zhao Puxian, who worshiped Aji, was killed with one sword.

His fighting method is extremely simple, just using a sword.

It's not like the alchemists in the Hanging City who have all kinds of methods, such as monomolecular wires, kinetic artificial flying swords, AI possessing Yin gods, etc...

"Oh my God, I fell down!!!"

"Crow Crow! Come and save people!"

"Master, be careful! He is running after you again!"