C66

Deep Night

Feng Ling Jue walked into the miasma filled land.

After entering, they saw a huge altar, the floor of which was painted with complex and obscure runes and formations.

"I really don't want to come to this damn place."

Feng Ling Jue sighed and walked up the altar.

The altar was used as a sacrifice to the Devil Monarch from the past, and it was also known as the place with the heaviest negative energy.

In such a sinister place, to be honest, Feng Lingjue was extremely disgusted.

He squatted down in the middle and reached out his hand. His finger gently traced the spell formation on the floor. His fingertip was covered in a thick layer of dust.

"Why do I feel like the Devilish Qi here is a bit heavier?"

Feng Ling Jue muttered to himself, and then propped himself up on his slender legs, sighing, "Forget it, it's better to be cautious."

After he finished speaking, he bit his finger and a round drop of blood appeared on his finger. The drop of blood fell to the ground and in an instant, he closed his eyes and chanted a few words.

"I hope it's not what I thought."

After doing all of this, Feng Ling Jue rubbed between his eyebrows tiredly.

In the darkness...

A pair of eyes suddenly opened, revealing a blood-red colored patch. A low and deep muffled sound slowly rang out.

In the empty great hall, Shen Qingchen slowly opened his eyes. His face was expressionless and his eyes calm and tranquil, "I've been getting more and more restless!"

Three days later

Rumble …

A loud sound suddenly rang out.

Feng Ling Jue, who was resting his Devil Hall, suddenly opened his eyes. Luo Qingdeng was already standing beside him with a solemn expression on his face, "Master, the voice came from the altar."

"Let's go take a look."

Feng Ling Jue clenched his teeth, leapt up, and rushed to the altar with Luo Qingdeng following closely behind.

When he rushed to the altar, he saw that the Devilish Qi in the center of the altar had grown exponentially, causing the world to change.

"Damn it!" I didn't expect it to be so fast. "

Feng Ling Jue narrowed his eyes, the look in them becoming very dangerous.

"What should we do now?"

Luo Qingdeng frowned deeply.

"I've done my best this time. I've been quiet for so long, just for today?"

Feng Ling Jue sneered.

Just then, Hua Liuyue rushed over from the air, he gently landed and with a serious expression, he shouted, "This time, it's bad, I'm afraid even my Mount Kunlun cannot suppress me!"

"Isn't that what you deserve? In the past, they were the ones to blame as well. "

Feng Lingju smiled in schadenfreude.

Even though he said that, he was still very uneasy. No matter what he said, this matter would involve him.

"Ai, what should we do now?"

Hua Liuyue purposely raised his voice and said.

"Let's go and watch the show."

Feng Ling Jue smiled.

Dark Clouds

The surroundings were pitch black.

The cold wind was biting cold.

The earth shook and the mountains shook.

The disciples of the Mount Kunlun were all dressed in white, and stood in the plaza as if they were casting some kind of formation array. The ten elders sat in a large circle with their legs crossed, and the wind caused the robes on their bodies to whistle.

Shen Qingchen's black clothes fell from the sky, his clothes fluttered, facing the cold wind howling, he remained expressionless. He drew his sword out of its sheath, bit his fingertip, and ran his finger covered in blood over the sword's body.

Suddenly, a large amount of black fog slowly gushed out from the ground, bringing with it a large amount of fishy smell. The disciples were stunned, but in their shock, they still tried their best to maintain the formation.

"Can I trouble you to go back?"

Shen Qingchen stretched out his long sword, and said indifferently.

Hearing that, the large group of black fog s immediately rushed towards Shen Qingchen with malicious intent.

Shen Qingchen stepped forward lightly, easily dodging the attack. The black fog pounced, the long sword hacking at the black fog was useless, he frowned, then bit the tip of his tongue again and chanted a few incantations, releasing a large amount of light aura that tightly wrapped around the black fog.

Bam!

A loud sound rang out

As the light faded, the black fog actually transformed into a humanoid figure that was almost two meters tall.

"This time …" Is it different? "

Looking at the ball of black fog in front of him, Shen Qingchen gritted his teeth, it was something that he could not compare to before.

"Have the disciples to quickly go to the posterior mountain to avoid it."

Shen Qingchen retreated back, brandished his sword, and welcomed the black fog ruthlessly.

Hearing that, Yun Muzi stood up, said a few words, and the disciples gritted their teeth, and left together.

After the disciple left, the formation continued to be maintained by the ten Elders. The earth-shaking mountains grew even more powerful, and the sound of thunder began to rumble.

Rumble …

Another loud sound rang out, and suddenly, the ground of the plaza split open, a deep and unfathomable crack appearing slowly, following that, like a black fog swallowing the heavens and the earth, it rushed out of a gigantic hole straight into the sky.

"You want to break the seal? "Don't even think about it!"

Shen Qingchen's face sank, his sword fiercely slashed into the air, causing the black fog to distort and attack Shen Qingchen instead. The black fog wrapped itself around the sword, at this moment, Shen Qingchen's body bent, it covered his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sect Leader, be careful!"

The eyes of the ten elders twitched as they leapt up and sat cross-legged around the huge fissure, chanting an incantation.

Shen Qingchen's footsteps started to sway, he raised his sword and was about to rush towards the black fog.

"Qingchen, what are you trying to do? Hurry and reinforce the seal! "

Yun Muzi's face changed.

"It is impossible to cure."

Shen Qingchen stood in the air, his clothes fluttering around him, his handsome yet cold face did not have the slightest expression, as though he was a Deity that had descended into the mortal world, aloof and untouchable.

Finished speaking, Shen Qingchen raised his sword and rushed towards the huge fissure.

"Qingchen!" "Don't be reckless!"

Just as Yun Muzi shouted in anger, suddenly, a gust of cold wind that covered the sky and covered the earth assaulted him.

The wind continued to howl and thunder rumbled. The great change had turned into earth-shattering destruction.

In the darkness, suddenly, the figure in front seemed to stagger a bit. Feng Ling Jue reached out and gently embraced the person in his arms, then landed on the ground. His back heavily smashed into a rock and he immediately grimaced in pain.

"Why are you here?"

Before Feng Lingju could react, he felt the person in his embrace suddenly stand up. Immediately after, he felt a chill on his neck as that long sword was already pressed against his neck.

"As you can see, I'm here to watch a good show."

Feng Lingju rubbed his back and slowly stood up. He felt that his hands were wet, and when he looked at them, he saw that they were blood-red. He smiled and wiped off the blood on his clothes.

"What is your purpose?"

"Hehe, let's put it this way. At least for now, our goal is the same. If that guy wakes up, then I'll be in trouble."

Feng Ling Jue laughed and said.

And it was very troublesome.

"If you keep plotting, I'll kill you first."

Shen Qingchen squinted, retracted his sword, and said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes. Then, let's have a happy cooperation."

Feng Ling Jue smiled and extended his hand towards Shen Qingchen.

Shen Qingchen gave him a light glance before turning around and leaving.

"How cold!"

Feng Ling Jue smiled mischievously as he followed behind.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]