The vast curtain of rain, the continuous thick sea of ​​clouds, and the black undead army spread to the horizon.

And right between the gray sky and the black earth, a space whirlpool and purgatory abyss that seemed to lead to another world appeared there shockingly. The incomprehensible picture was even more vividly presented as a nightmare!

At this time, everyone was no longer in the mood to look at Zi Chen who suddenly appeared. They turned all their attention to the evil abyss that could even swallow up the Underworld Lord of the Bone Sha.

Everyone's body was filled with deep despair and fear. Even Lu Huan, who had recovered, was staring blankly at the evil abyss less than three kilometers away from the inner city.

Sha Yuan first appeared at the end of the Shawang River, six to seven hundred kilometers away from the ancient capital.

The second time he appeared in Xianchi, it was already the place where Weiju Village was located.

The third time was thirty kilometers away from the North Outer City, only thirty kilometers away from the city.

But this time, he appeared directly in the city. Although Beicheng District had been swallowed up by the ocean of undead, Sha Yuan was indeed approaching step by step!

Once this evil abyss that can easily annihilate even the Underworld Lord of the Bone Temple appears in this inner city that accommodates millions of refugees.

Thinking of the tremors all over their bodies, the dilation of their pupils, and what would happen next, they no longer dared to imagine.

"The next time the Evil Abyss space drifts, it will be the death of all of you. Whether you are ordinary people with as many cockroaches and mice in this city, or you high-ranking mages, you will all die, you will all die!"

"Hahahaha, the grand ceremony will be the most solemn and glorious moment of our papal ceremony at that time, and our Lord Salan will also be crowned as a god in this grand ceremony, and everyone will surrender at the feet of Lord Salan, the God of Death.

For his great wisdom and creation!”

Mu He's fanaticism was in sharp contrast to the silence and despair of the entire Bell Tower Masters.

This time they saw the terror of Sarang again,

Salan is a real god of death, the devil who creates death!

Life was indescribably cheap in his eyes. A thousand-year-old building was nothing more than a venue for a grand ceremony. The overwhelming army of undead surrounded her as she climbed the stairs.

Then, using the despair and death of millions of people in the city and many supreme mages of the Magic Association as the brightest red carpet, let him step on this carpet of death and blood to walk up the stairs.

Standing above this unparalleled funeral, she became a god in one fell swoop, making the whole world tremble and surrender to her methods and glory!

Grand ceremony, this is the grand ceremony for the Black Vatican Salang to become a god!

The evil abyss is so terrifying, but will Salang's heart be so terrifying after all?

Thinking of this, even Zi Chen, who knew the outcome, couldn't help but shudder. His mother-in-law is really a complete devil!

Under the mask of Xuanji, Zichen showed a wry smile again. Why wasn't he trying to reduce Sarang's sins this time?

Although she is a hateful person, she is Ye Xinxia's mother after all, and she also has this ability, so naturally she cannot just sit idly by.

If the mother-in-law chooses to do it in country R or Wen Tai's hometown, he may not care, but not here, this is his home.

……………………

"Don't let the atmosphere be so heavy. It's not really impossible to do anything."

At this time, Zi Chen spoke up again, pulling everyone out of despair.

Hearing this, Han Ji's empty eyes showed a glint of light, and he looked at Zi Chen, who was wearing a black robe, with his whole body trembling.

"With the strength of Ying Zheng, the ancestor of the undead, no one, including the most powerful mage, can even step into his tomb, but a group of people can enter." Zi Chen said lightly.

"Who?" Zhu Meng said excitedly.

"Naturally, he is a descendant of the ancient king. The evil abyss will destroy everything and stop all creatures that dare to invade the tomb, but the door of his tomb will be open to his descendants," Zi Chen said.

After hearing this, everyone's originally excited mood suddenly fell to the bottom again.

"Hey, how do we know who is the descendant of the ancient king?" Han Ji sighed and said a little lonely.

"You don't know, I know, the people living in Danger Village are the same as the people in Bo City." Zi Chen said again.

"How are you sure this is true?" Councilor Zhu Meng stepped forward fiercely, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Then the information I told you is wrong?" Zi Chen asked.

Everyone was silent, as if every piece of information about this mysterious man was correct, and he had just saved Lu Huan's life.

Then everyone looked at Fang Gu who was standing in the corner.

If you see a glimmer of light at the most desperate moment, then everything is still worth looking forward to and worth a try. It is better than waiting helplessly to die here!

Fang Gu saw that everyone had suddenly thrown their expectations on him.

He was silent for a moment, and then said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "It is indeed mentioned in the secret training of our village that we are blessed by God. Even if we fall into the kingdom of death, we are still the most distinguished guests, but I

I don’t know if this kingdom of death refers to the evil abyss.”

For thousands of years, it is a miracle that Weiju Village has always inherited its dusty history, and the things preserved have gradually become blurred.

Take Bocheng as an example. If it weren’t for the Earthly Holy Spring and some inheritors who have been guarding the Earthly Holy Spring, who would associate Bocheng with Weiju Village and the descendants of the ancient king? Everything in today’s society

He is a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, and the bloodline is something that can be passed down for hundreds of years.

It’s really hard to say something like this that happened over two thousand years ago!

"But if you really need me to go under the evil abyss, I can give it a try. Anyway, I am a sinner who tortures and kills my own people. If I can create a chance for millions of people in this city, my life will not matter.

"Fang Gu said.

"Is Bo City also a descendant of the ancient king? I remember that there seemed to be many people from Bo City in our ancient capital." Han Ji said.

"The same applies to Bo City. You can find some with good levels." Zi Chen nodded and said.

At this time, Zhu Meng's eyes lit up. He remembered that Zi Chen seemed to be from Bo City, right?

Zi Chen naturally noticed Zhu Meng's appearance and said through a message: "I am not from Bo City, but Mo Fan and the others are. You can find them."

Hearing this, Zhu Meng sighed. If Zi Chen could go in, the success rate would be at least 5 levels higher!

In fact, Zi Chen's original plan was to go in, but his Suzaku Jade Pendant was a little reluctant to deal with the pulling force, so he decided to find another way to go in and help relieve some pressure outside.

In fact, if he didn't have to, he didn't want to disturb the ancient king Ying Zheng's deep sleep.

Ying Zheng, the ancestor of the undead, was the most talented Dharma King in the magical civilization for thousands of years. His attainments in the earth element were even more astonishing. The Great Wall that is still well preserved today and is used to resist the demons in the north is his masterpiece.

He is a great man in life, and he is also a ghost after death. This sentence is perfect to describe Qin King Ying Zheng!
Chapter completed!