Chapter 9709

"Puchi!"

Qing Fuchen was connected with the aura of the melting furnace, and was shocked on the spot, spitting out blood, and his face turned pale for a while.

He never expected that Ye Chen's fist would be so fierce and domineering, so he had no defense at all, which was equivalent to being hit by Ye Chen.

"Damn kid, I underestimated you!"

Qing Fuchen was furious, he gritted his teeth, and was about to strike again.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, and the Omen Castle was rising above his head, and he was also fully prepared.

He had just used the Titan Star Dou Fist, which almost made his entire left arm useless, and now his arm is still burning and reddened, the skin is cracked, and hot blood is faintly flowing out.

This Titan Star Dou Fist is powerful enough to injure a strong man in the late stage of the Divine Dao Realm or even at the peak, but it also places a huge burden on Ye Chen's arm.

Seeing that Qing Fuchen was about to attack again, he mobilized the Heavenly Demon Castle in advance to defend with all his strength.

With his current strength, it is indeed a bit difficult for the existence of the peak of the God of War.

"ah!"

But just when Qing Fuchen was about to strike again, there was a scream from the other side of Shaxin Island.

That was Xin Xingya's scream!

This scream contained great fear, horror, horror, and despair.

It is conceivable that Xin Xingya must have encountered something terrible.

After Xin Xingya's scream fell, there was a loud bang, and on the other side of the island, endless demonic energy erupted, and the dark magical energy swept across the entire Shaxin Island very quickly.

Even the sky above was covered by darkness, and the dark clouds were billowing, as if some terrifying troll was brewing in it, which was creepy.

"Miss something happened!"

The two deacons from Xin's family turned pale with shock when they heard Xin Xingya's scream.

"Miss Xingya!"

Qing Fuchen was also taken aback, and looked towards the other side of the island.

"Boy, count yourself lucky!"

He cared about Xin Xingya's safety, so he stopped entangled with Ye Chen, and quickly took people to the other side of the island.

Ye Chen's face darkened, thinking that Xin Xingya went to find the strange monster alone, something might have happened.

He was also worried about Xin Xingya, and immediately flew up to where the scream came from.

Seeing Ye Chen following, Qing Fuchen twisted his face slightly, and said, "Boy, why are you following?"

Ye Chen pretended he didn't hear it, and when Lingfeng's divine pulse opened, a storm rolled around him, his speed soared, and he swept past Qing Fuchen and the others, leaving them behind.

Qing Fuchen was furious and cursed, and hurried to catch up.

Ye Chen took the first step and came to the other side of the island.

What appeared before his eyes was an extremely terrifying scene.

The devilish energy permeated the land and the forest, and everything looked dim and pitch black. The earth had cracked open, revealing a hidden underground palace below.

That underground palace is like a ghostly hell, with countless ghosts floating around, crying and roaring, and in the center is an altar made of white bones.

A strange demon stood on the altar with a bone staff in his hand, his hands were waving slightly, and he uttered hoarse and ugly, ancient and deep spells, like the chanting of ancient demon gods.

The strange monster was distorted in shape and had three thousand feet of black hair.

His hair was thick and terrifying, and it was full of filth. Countless maggots and dirty pus were entwined on every strand of hair, like poisonous snakes, spreading down from the altar and covering the whole place. The underground palace has a pungent corpse-like smell, which is disgusting.

On the walls around the underground palace, there are many totems and distorted and ugly human faces.

Those faces were all ugly gods, Ye Chen had seen them before.

However, the murals of ugly gods on the four walls of the underground palace are a bit ingenious, with heavy traces of artificial depiction, not as lifelike and natural as the stone slab that Xin Xingya gave Ye Chen.

At least Ye Chen didn't dare to look at the ugly god on the slate