Chapter 2120

"The city of ghost prison is the city of ghost prison." After the silence, hundreds of people exclaimed, and could not hide their surprise and joy. They fought hard all the way. After too many hardships, they finally found it. How could they not be excited.

At present, no matter who is a stranger or a martial arts expert, they all get up and run, step on the lightness skill and step on the lightness skill, and rush to the other side. They are afraid that they will run slowly. They will be the first to get the meteorite that day.

Not everyone has gone. For example, the disabled are unable to stand up. They are bent on beating the ground? I've been to the ghost prison city for thousands of hardships. I can't make it.

However, there are also some people, very perseverance, on crutches, limped past, meaning as if to say: I can save again.

Look at the old Yangge and they are still in the glutinous rice circle.

"The legendary ghost prison city really exists." Shangguan nine murmured.

"Why don't you go and have a look?" Yang Xuan tried his best.

"Farewell." Yang Ge old smile, only buried his head to wipe the sword, "little friend does not let us go, there must be his reason, the outside are so frightening, let alone the ghost prison City, I went to the three, most of them are cumbersome, if encounter terrible existence, little friend also difficult to protect."

"That's true." Yang Xuan and shangguanjiu thought about it and sat down again.

If ye Chen refuses to let him go, he will not go. In this gloomy ghost mountain, ye Chen is more virtuous than them. He has solved more than one crisis, and each time is very reliable. If you listen to his words, you can live well. If you insist on finding stimulation, it is easy to do. Turn left ahead... Huangquan road.

The three men did not sit dry, waving their hands and throwing medicine to the disabled Wulin people and strange people.

Thank you very much All the disabled people cast a grateful look.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven level butcher." Three people's words, surprisingly consistent.

Next, it was very quiet. Most of them were looking at the direction of the ghost prison city. After a long time, there was no movement.

"Lao Yang tou, you are a good sword." The bored Shangguan Jiu touched his chin and looked at Yang Ge's xuanlei sword. From his perspective, he could see that such a dark sword was not ordinary and could be called a magic weapon.

"It's from my little friend. It's like mud." Old Yang Ge was happy, holding a rag and wiping harder. He tried to polish xuanlei sword. He was old. He spent the rest of his life pointing to it.

"That boy, there are so many babies." Yang Xuan sighed, and the thief liked Yang Ge's sword. He thought that he would ask Ye Chen for one.

The words are divided into two ends. Ye Chen, on this side, has entered the deepest place and stopped in front of an ancient city.

The city gate is dark and closed. On the wall, it is covered with blood. The blood of which era has not dried up and is bloody. On it, there are traces of knives, guns, swords and halberds. On the top of the gate, there are four characters: the city of ghost prison.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked up at the ethereal sky. He could clearly see the spiritual power of Yuanjing, which was floating into the ghost prison City, which confirmed his previous speculation that it was the ghost prison city that was making trouble and attacking Yuanjing's spiritual power.

And standing in front of the ghost prison City, he can clearly smell the smell of the devil.

"You'll find a hiding place." Ye Chen cold hum, suddenly raised his hand, a record of powerful Vajra palm, opened the city gate.

At that time, the evil spirits rolled up and rolled out. They were cruel and bloodthirsty. The spirit of demons was like a hurricane. The rocks were blown down. All the martial arts experts and other scholars who had not yet arrived here all flew out.

Although the demon hurricane is strong, it can't shake Ye Chen. He is like a monument, standing still. His clothes are strong and his hair is only floating.

Facing the hurricane, he stepped into the ghost prison city.

At first sight, we can see a standing soldier, dressed in cold armor and a black helmet, all closed eyes, holding war dagger in hand, covered with dust, standing one by one step at a time, forming a squadron of tens of thousands, such as a black carpet, covering the earth.

Ye Chen frowned slightly. He could see that these soldiers were evil. However, they were all endowed with blood. If a puppet was a puppet, it must be made by a demon. Its purpose is to protect him.

Looking over the soldiers, ye Chen looks deeper. At the end of the soldiers' team, there is a stone platform. On the stone platform, there is a dark coffin. That day, the devil lies in it, and the source crystal spiritual power that was stolen and absorbed is just there.

With the wind blowing, the dust on the soldiers was blown away, and the evil spirit of blood was given one by one. At this moment, the collective opened their eyes, and their eyes were empty and dull. They were really puppets and no one's emotion.

With the no command, these evil soldiers also made an offensive posture, holding the battle dagger, and rushed to Ye Chen. If there was a war, they would fight to death.

"Can they stop me?" Ye Chen pale way, drew out the peach wood sword, smeared his own blood, blessed the sword spirit, a sword swept out, charged in front of the evil soldiers, on the spot destroyed.

In the process of killing, he walked to the stone platform step by step. However, all the evil soldiers who rushed in were cut by him with one sword. Tens of thousands of evil spirits could not stop him.Outside the city, the martial arts experts and the strange scholars all arrived.

But the embarrassment was that he could not even see what the city gate looked like, and then he was blown away by the devil hurricane that day, such as autumn wind and fallen leaves, all over the sky.

Not all people are as powerful as ye Chen. Even when they get to the gate of the city, they still can't get in. Even if Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan come, they are the same. If you want to enter the city of ghost prison, you can't even think about it without hundreds of years' skill.

"Where is the wind?" The martial arts experts and the strange scholars all scold each other. They all come here, but they are blown all over the sky by a gust of wind. What's more, they are still floating in the sky?

"I don't believe it." A Wulin elder snorted coldly. His internal power was turbulent. His robe was fierce. He buried his head and rushed forward.

The next second, he came back, was blown back by the hurricane, in the eyes of all people... Flew away.

Even so, there are still people who don't believe in evil. However, a gust of wind blows, and his mother believes it.

If the wind is strong, you can't accept it.

"Listen, is there a big war in the city?" A lot of people gathered together and raised their ears. The sound of metal collision was heard all the time. It came from the city of ghost prison.

"Is there a living man in the city of ghost prison?" Everyone looked at each other.

When they were scratching their heads, ye Chen in the city was killed fiercely. With one sword, the gods blocked the gods, and the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha. They opened the way to the emperor with thousands of swords, and all the places they passed were ashes.

Before and after only a moment, nearly ten thousand evil soldiers were destroyed to ashes.

Ye Chen is so evil that he takes the sword of killing immortals with blood and steps on the stone platform step by step. Every step he takes, the sarcophagus vibrates. It seems that he is angry or afraid. The fear comes from the soul.

Because, from ye Chen, he felt the evil spirit of the emperor, which was exclusive to the devil. That is to say, this mortal once slaughtered the emperor of his heaven devil kingdom.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the sarcophagus burst, and the demons jumped out from inside, dressed in black armor, with a head of blood floating, scarlet eyes covered with blood, dyed with scarlet eyes.

Ye Chen looks calm, and his eyes are ancient. With a glance, he can see through the secrets of the demons. He is not a pure demon, but a drop of demon blood left in ancient times, with a trace of remnant soul. Through the vicissitudes of time, ye Chen reshapes the human form.

Unfortunately, this is the universe. He is naturally suppressed and has no source to provide magic power. Moreover, he is still in an ancient mortal star, which leads him to fall into the state of half man and half monk, one foot in mortal and one foot in friar.

Because of this, he did not dare to go to the old tomb and forcibly snatched Yuan Jing. He insisted on fighting against the imperial concubine. His chance of winning was less than 40%.

"You are, after all, a mortal." The devil grinned grimly.

"I have slaughtered the great emperor. Even if I become a mortal, I will destroy you as well." Ye Chen said.

"Looking for death." The demons drink violently, step on the broken stone platform, the dark palm of the hand, clap to Ye Chen, the strong evil wind, cold and biting.