"Everyone is here? Who is here?"
The moment he heard the sound, Ye Qing felt his scalp numb and his hair standing on end. Without thinking, he turned around and punched, all in one go.
"Steamed Daze style"
The moment he punched out, Ye Qing called out the "Fog Demon" in his heart. Infinite demonic energy erupted, and a giant Buddha's seal palm condensed with demonic energy fell from the sky.
"call"
But in the next moment, the Buddha's seal transformed by the strong fist energy and demonic energy all over the sky gathered in one place uncontrollably, and was defeated.
The source of the gathering is one person, one mouth.
The man opened his mouth and inhaled, and all the energy and demonic energy that had dissipated in the sky entered his belly.
Not only that, even the rich demonic energy escaping around him was sucked into his mouth, and a brief vacuum appeared around him.
At this time, Ye Qing also saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him.
He was a slovenly old man. His beard and hair were all white, his face was lined with grooves, and he looked very old. He looked almost the same as a dying old man.
But the old man has a pair of empty eye sockets. One of his eyes seems to have been gouged out by something, leaving only the empty eye sockets. There are still two lines of blood and tears left in the corners of the eyes, full of madness and wantonness, and the aura on his body is evil and twisted. , filled with evil spirit.
What is even more chilling is that the old man is holding a bloody hemp rope in his hand, as if he is holding tofu.
There were a bunch of people and monsters tied to the hemp rope, no fewer than twenty or thirty of them.
People are living people;
Weirdness is a living weirdness;
Among those people, the weakest are all in the Refining Gang realm, and the strongest are even half-step into the Mysterious Realm.
Those monsters are not weak either, ranging from resentment level to impermanence.
Ye Qing even saw a few familiar monsters among the weird ones, such as the man carrying the coffin.
It's just that at this time, those people and monsters have shrunk dozens of times. They are like dolls with dull eyes. They are strung together in a long string by ropes and held precariously in the old man's hand.
In an instant, large beads of sweat appeared on Ye Qing's forehead, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. He turned around and ran away.
Wouldn’t it be funny if he didn’t run away at this time?
But as soon as he moved, a bloody hemp rope suddenly wrapped around his neck.
The blood-stained hemp rope seemed ordinary, but neither Ye Qing nor the Fog Demon noticed when the hemp rope appeared around his neck, and the Gang Qi on his body was like paper, being strangled by the hemp rope.
The next moment, the hemp rope shrank, and Ye Qing felt that his spiritual consciousness was dim, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.
…
"Huh...where is this?"
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Qing opened his eyes and found himself in a strange environment.
The location where he was was like a battlefield, with ruins everywhere, broken soldiers, corpses piled up like mountains, blood stains, and smoke rising into the sky.
In front of him, there was a magnificent and vast river, spanning the sky and the earth, and running through the mountains and rivers.
He was wearing black armor and holding a long sword, like a soldier.
That was all, but what frightened him was that there seemed to be a mysterious force imprisoning him around him, making him unable to move.
"Woooo..."
At this moment, a desolate and distant horn sounded. The horn sounded and the cold wind blew away the fog and blood. However, it blew away the cold light, the golden armor, and the smoke of the wolf. Chill.
On his left and right sides, there appeared soldiers who were also wearing armor and holding long swords. They were dressed and dressed the same as him.
He had also seen those soldiers, and some of them were the same people who were strung on the hemp rope by the mysterious old man before.
Some of them he had never seen before, but there was no doubt that they were all Jianghu people captured by the mysterious old man.
The realm of those soldiers was not much different from his, they were all around the late stage of Lian Gang.
All of them stood side by side in a row. Each of them was several feet away from each other, and the distance was equal. It looked like a military formation, but not like a military formation. It was weird and inexplicable.
Behind them, they were still shrouded in mist, and they could vaguely see some huge things standing between the sky and the earth.
"What is going on? Where is this?"
Ye Qing frowned. Just when he didn't know why, there was a sudden roar in the air, the air was shaken, and a giant bird fell from the sky. With a long roar, it pounced on a soldier next to him.
"Gunbird..."
The giant bird was huge, with wings that covered the sky, and its whole body was blood red. However, its beak was different from ordinary birds. Its beak was extremely thick, cylindrical, and hollow in the middle. It could suck air into the beak and then spit it out at extremely high speeds. , attack others.
Because its attack method is shaped like a demon-killing cannon made by the Imperial Guard, and its beak resembles a cannon barrel, it is named Cannon Bird.
The aura of the cannon bird was extremely powerful. Before it even landed, it opened its mouth and inhaled, and the strong wind filled its beak.
"boom……"
The next moment, a stream of condensed air spurted out from the gunbird's beak and sprayed towards the soldier.
At this time, the soldier seemed to be able to move. He held a long sword and struck at the air cannonball with one blow.
In the roar, the Changge broke, and the soldier was crushed directly by the air, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
After the soldier died, the cannon bird fell from the sky, landed where the soldier had been, and roared upwards.
At the same time, the aura of the Cannon Bird slowly began to weaken, and finally turned into a seductive monster. Although it was also very strong, it was not as outrageous as before.
Ye Qing was extremely nervous at this time, fearing that Cannon Bird would also fire an air bomb at him.
But slowly he discovered that after the gunbird occupied the soldier's position, it seemed to be imprisoned by some mysterious force and could not move at will.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge stone pillar fell from the sky, the earth cracked, and the Cannon Bird was trampled into a pulp.
"Xijingjin..."
Only then did Ye Qing see clearly that what crushed the Cannon Bird to death was not a stone pillar at all, but a hoof, and the owner of the hoof was an extraordinary black horse.
The black horse has two horns on its head, and its whole body is dark without a trace of color. It is surrounded by dark black magic fire. The magic fire is raging, and the void is burned and distorted.
"Fire Hell Horse?"
Ye Qing was shocked. The one who trampled the cannon bird to death was actually a flaming prison horse. This was an extremely rare strange thing that often appeared in the dark places of heaven and earth.
After the Flame Prison Horse trampled the Cannon Bird to death, it snorted, and the aura on its body gradually weakened, reaching only the level of ecstasy.
It stands to reason that it is not impossible for a seductive monster to kill another seducing monster, but it will never be so easy to trample the other person to death.
Obviously, there is some mysterious power that directly enhances the strength of the Flame Hell Horse.
"kill……"
Just when Ye Qing was confused, a soldier holding a long sword and wearing red armor descended from the sky and came towards him.
At this time, Ye Qing also felt that he could move. He swept his long sword across his hand to block the opponent's knife. When the swords and swords intersected, Ye Qing took a step back. A big hole was made in the ground, and the red armored soldier was hit by him. Sweep away with one strike.
"God-washing realm? Something is wrong?"
In his feeling, there was no doubt that the other party was in the God-washing realm, but the power seemed to not belong to him. The other party did not have control over it at all, but just let it out in a brutal and brutal way.
This power is definitely enough to deal with ordinary refining realms, but it is much less powerful against Ye Qing.
Let alone such a dabbler, even a true God-washing realm might not be able to deal with him.
"Go to hell!"
While Ye Qing was thinking, the soldier rushed up again, his expression ferocious and full of evil aura.
Ye Qing could clearly feel that the other party retained his sanity, but he just didn't understand why the other party insisted on killing him?
Seeing the opponent approaching, Ye Qing stuck the Changge in his hand on the ground. He swayed and approached suddenly. When the opponent's long knife had just dropped halfway, he slashed down with his right arm, like a battle axe, striking the long knife. on the hilt of the knife.
The power of the Five Dragon Elephants exploded, and with a "click" sound, the handle of the iron sword broke into two pieces. Ye Qing pressed down his arm and hit the opponent's chest.
"puff"
The soldier's armor shattered, his chest collapsed, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, his face pale.
Feeling that he was unable to defeat, the soldier turned around and ran away, but as soon as he took steps, in Ye Qing's horrified eyes, the soldier's body was twisted and broken bit by bit, with a painful and ferocious look on his face, and he screamed Again and again.
The screams lasted for dozens of breaths before they stopped, and the soldier had already turned into a puddle of mud, lifeless.
Before Ye Qing could recover from the shock, a mysterious power enveloped him, and he rushed forward involuntarily. The vast river in front of him was like flat ground, flowing across it under his feet. .
As he sprinted forward, his strength continued to rise, and his realm was raised to a higher level, reaching the late stage of God-washing.
At the same time, a soldier wearing red armor appeared in front of him.
Obviously, his target was the soldier.
There was no enmity between the two, and he didn't want to kill the other person, but as soon as the thought came up, a huge fear came to his heart, as if he would die if he didn't kill the other person, or if he dared to retreat or escape at will.
Moreover, there is no burial place.
"No wonder the soldier wanted to kill him just now? And after the other party escaped, he would look like that." Ye Qing suddenly understood.
As a last resort, Ye Qing could only punch and attack the opponent.
At this time, the other party had also set up their formation, and the two quickly fought together.
That person is not weak in strength, and is considered a leader in the Refining Gang Realm. If he had been in the past, he would have had to work hard to deal with the opponent, but now he has the power of the God Washing Realm, plus his own The strength, the strength is several times stronger, and he can take care of the opponent with just a few moves.
He didn't kill the opponent, he just defeated the opponent and then imprisoned him. But after he imprisoned the opponent, the man's body was twisted like the previous soldier, and finally exploded into pieces.
"Xiaofeng, why are you listless today? Are you bored?" In an ancient pavilion, two people were sitting opposite each other, and one of them, an old man with empty eyes and no eyeballs, said.
Between the two of them, there was a chessboard.
The chessboard has undulating mountains and crisscrossing rivers, just like a small world. In the small world, red and black chess pieces are intertwined, which is extremely intense.
But the strange thing is that the chess pieces on the chessboard are not round wooden chess pieces, but living people and monsters.
The pawns are human beings;
The carriages and horses are also strange;
Scholars are like demons;
The general is like a god;
Heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are the chessboard, and human beings are the pawns;
Who dares?
Who dares to do it?
"Can you not be bored?" Opposite the old man, a man with an evil appearance rested his elbow on the table, supported his chin with his palm, tilted his body, and said lazily: "Chess devil, tell me, I played with you How many years have you been playing chess, at least a hundred or two hundred years?"
"I win you every time. There is no accident. How can it not be boring?"
"Oh, you are still called a chess demon. This level is beyond words!"
