The giant axe slashed silently on the altar, and the unknown blood-patterned stone broke with the sound. A crack quickly extended from the edge to the middle, and a slight crackling sound continued to sound.

"roar"

When the crack destroyed one of the ghost faces, the blood color on the stone was suddenly pulled out, and a long human face suddenly appeared on the altar, with extremely handsome eyes, and the deep pupils were like bottomless pits that wanted to swallow the whole person.

This pressure suddenly came. Tang Cheng was caught off guard and was frightened and took a step back. Then he was embarrassed and angry. His hands formed seals like lightning, and his wings suddenly appeared, hitting the ghost face in an instant.

The Nine Seals of Demon Subduing Demons are indeed well-known. The ghost face swung like smoke, absorbing its wings. The blood-like red light flipped over, as if swallowing the precious light. But with a crisp and pleasant sound of birds, the wings retracted and curled into a ball, and then exploded with a bang, and the ghost face was severely damaged.

"The little monk, he formed a relic at a young age, and he is really a gift!"

The ghost face laughed softly, but it made people's hearts shake. Tang Cheng was expressionless and took a step forward, asking proudly: "What are you?"

"We will meet again!" The ghost face giggled. As soon as the words came to an end, the ghost face condensed from the blood mist immediately disappeared. Without the forced reinforcing of the ghost face, the five-cornered altar shattered the stones as big as walnuts, which were extremely uniform.

The ghost face knew that just by relying on a damaged altar, a trace of spiritual consciousness could not be the opponent of Tang Cheng, who formed a relics. Therefore, he admitted defeat and left.

Tang Cheng thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he had to pick up the ice coffin and fly out of the well pit.

"What kind of monster is this?" Shangguan Hong's face was pale. The Tang Dynasty has been peaceful for hundreds of years. Shangguan Hong has never seen him killing chickens. At most, he was just commanding dozens of people to beat up with sticks. He had never seen such a ferocious guy.

Even trapped in the ice sculpture, the vicious evil aura still seemed to come to his face, causing everyone to show a look of horror. Tang Cheng was about to say he didn't know, but suddenly he saw Long Zhuer's face extremely strange, and he seemed to recognize him.

"This is Shura, Shura in the Netherworld." Long Zhuer defined it. He circled the ice sculpture twice, and was very wary of the blood-colored armor.

Shangguan Hong and Tang Cheng looked at each other and said, "Shura shouldn't be a legendary creature?" Tang Cheng only had a few words about Shura. However, Shangguan Hong had a temple in his home. After spending some Buddhist scriptures, he had some understanding of Shura. But whether it was the Buddha in the sky or the monsters, shouldn't they all be legendary? Why are they all running to their own fields now?

This is simply ridiculous!

Tang Cheng then threw the blood-colored giant axe to the ground and smashed the soft land into a big pit. Shangguan Hong and the onlookers were immediately scared and took two steps back.

However, Long Zhu'er did not explain in detail. Her face was extremely solemn, she threw away all her past innocence and said, "Let's go back and talk in detail!"

The information was blocked, and those who leaked the secret were severely punished! Shangguan Hong ordered that the earth well be filled, and as for the dry corpses, they would throw them into it and destroy the corpses.

After returning to Shangguan's house, Shangguan Hong was uneasy and her face was full of fear. She would be shocked when the servants in the mansion saw it. Shangguan Hong had never been so weak and helpless.

"Sister, what's going on with Shura?" Shangguan Hong was extremely strong, but when she saw Long Zhuer, she called her sister. Now, danger is imminent, and she is weak in body and mind, so she calls her sister.

Long Zhu'er was also unintentionally joking, looked at the two of them and said, "Shura lives in the underworld for the rest of the world and cannot run to the world for chaos, so few people know about it. However, Shura is extremely bloodthirsty, and you have also seen those mummies. Once they have a way to go directly to the world, the harm is unimaginable!"

"Little thief, what's going on under the well? Why is there a Shura?"

Thinking of the majesty of the ghost face, Tang Cheng was extremely cautious. He carefully explained what happened on the altar in detail and confirmed that there were no omissions.

Long Zhuer pondered for a moment and said, "This matter is not trivial. If Shura finds a way to the human world, there will be no peace in this world! I must return to the East China Sea and tell my father about this matter. The world is in chaos, and my dragon clan will not be out of it!"

Shangguan Hong was trembling all over, not knowing what to do. Tang Cheng was a master of art and brave, and did not care about this matter. Instead, he asked curiously: "Has the human world never been connected with the underworld?"

Long Zhuer hesitated for a moment before saying, "I once heard that Nalanda Temple has a passage connecting the human world and the underworld, but outsiders have never seen it before, and I don't know whether it is true or false! No matter what, the matter of this altar is quite a bit!"

The sunset fell to the west, and the world was orange-red. But in Yingchuan Mansion, the sunset seemed to be covered in blood, with a slight scent of unknowns.

If, according to Long Zhuer's idea, for safety reasons, Tang Cheng should take Shangguan and his brothers to Kunlun Mountain at this moment, and she would immediately return to the East China Sea.

However, Shangguan's family had a great business and wanted to clean up and rectify their property. It was not easy to imagine that Longzhuer was impatient and left that night, and Tang Cheng gave him away alone.

In the night wind blowing, Tang Cheng watched Longzhuer go away. This was the second time that the two parted. Tang Cheng sighed in his heart that night, he did not meditate and practice, but instead slept soundly all night.

The next day, Tang Cheng was woken up by the screams. He pushed the door out, stretched his waist, but suddenly froze in place. At some point, the world was shrouded in blood, and the fishy smell came to his nose, and he wanted to vomit when he smelled it.

Shangguan Hong was helplessly holding an eight or nine-year-old boy, standing in the courtyard, like a flower trembling in the autumn wind, and the rest of the people ran around like headless flies, shouting and venting their depression.

Tang Cheng frowned and looked at the tulle-like blood color, very afraid. He was very familiar with this smell, and Shura had a strong smell of blood.

If he read it correctly, this blood color that enveloped the entire mansion must be a kind of domain, just like all the wind and thunder fields of his wind and thunder wings. However, this blood color does not have the violent wind and thunder field, but it is more lasting than the wind and thunder field.

When Shangguan Hong saw Tang Cheng, he felt like he had caught a life-saving straw. He dragged his long skirt and pulled Shangguan Yulin to Tang Cheng and said sadly: "Immortal, Hong'er doesn't ask for anything else, just asks you to take Yulin away safely. In the next life, Hong'er will also repay your great kindness and virtue!"

Shangguan Hong was still a thief Taoist priest yesterday, but now she has become an immortal chief. The rapid transformation between these characters makes Tang Cheng laugh and cry.

"Miss Hong doesn't have to do this. I came here by my uncle, so I will surely ensure the safety of your siblings." A clear heart talisman was generated out of thin air, burning, soothing the emotions of the siblings. Tang Cheng said again: "You stay where you don't move, I'll check it out before talking about other things!"

As he was talking, Tang Cheng suddenly heard screams coming from the mansion. He heard the sound coming from the city gate. Tang Cheng's face changed and he pointed Shangguan Hong's brothers to the ground and placed them in the guest room where he lived.

After all, if Shangguan Hong and his brothers were too scared to run around, Tang Cheng would not have time to search slowly. After relocating the two, Tang Cheng stretched out his hand and the four flying swords in Shangguan Hong's boudoir arrived like lightning.

The spiritual consciousness is like a curtain, covering Yingchuan City. In a blink of an eye, the entire mansion became a hell on earth. Hundreds of nine feet tall Shura holding various weapons in the hand of Yingchuan City were slaughtering in Yingchuan City.

These Shuras were not aimless. Every time they killed a person, the flesh and blood of the man was swallowed by Shura. Although there were some servants in the palace, the constable resisted with swords and guns, it was a joke to resist these Shuras who were comparable to those of Yuan Lithium cultivators.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad!

This is the only feeling of Tang Cheng. Seeing his kind as he was slaughtered like chickens and ducks, Tang Cheng's heart, like ice, boiled like magma, and with a hey, he waved his wings and stepped forward.

Tang Cheng used no magic, and the flying sword, with the extreme speed of the wind and thunder wings, circled the seventeen or eighteen Shuras. A light whispered in the wind, and Tang Cheng quietly stood still.

The seventeen or eighteen Shuras seemed to have been immersed in the state of immobility, standing still without moving, but the spirit in their eyes disappeared, and they obviously could not live.

Yin Hong's blood slowly lay down from the wind and thunder wings without any touch. The wind and thunder wings are not known for their sharpness, and Tangcheng rarely fights against enemies head-on, but it is a medium-grade artifact after all. At the speed of light, it cuts through Shura's body, as easy as observing patterns on his palm.

"Plop!"

A Shura's upper body slid down obliquely, and the steel gun in his hand was broken. It was like a signal, and the rest of the Shura collapsed one after another, and their blood was in full swing.

Tang Cheng looked at this scene and sneered without saying a word. He gently flapped his wings and sprinkled the blood beads of the wind and thunder wings. At this moment, a blood shadow rushed towards him, and the infinite blue light on the sword's body scattered one after another. From a distance, it seemed like the Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens.

Tang Cheng's wings seemed to be flapping his wings accidentally, but just avoided the terrifying attack. Lei Ran turned around, Tang Cheng sneered and said, "You guy with his head and tail, do you think I'm not prepared?"

This man had a symmetrical muscles outside, and his body was covered with a hollow blood-colored armor. The blue sword in his hand was four feet long and opened on both sides. The front part looked like a knife and a sword, and had a short arc.

Faced with Tang Cheng's ridicule, this person seemed to have nothing to hear. He just slowly raised his sword, sighed softly, and said, "Where is human being, you are fooled!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several Shura slowly appeared around Tangcheng. Judging from his cultivation, they were all in the Yuandan realm. Tangcheng suddenly felt pressure like a mountain.
Chapter completed!