The moment he saw the black iron chain again, Yao Yuekong's face changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away. At this moment, the almost crazy immortal Xiaoyao was still climbing upwards madly.

Puff!

The iron chain was so fast that it locked the Xiaoyao Immortal coming to him at the first time, and directly penetrated the immortal body. Seeing his protective light shield being torn apart like a thin paper, feeling the metal still squirming in his body, Xiaoyao Immortal felt so familiar at this moment, until the scene thousands of years ago gradually appeared in his mind.

He saw half of his body cut off, he saw countless immortals, immortal generals, immortal kings, and even the high immortal emperors. He shouted in despair. He saw an ancient god covered in blood and tried his best to survive and rushed to the ancient road. He died after giving him a box. He ran away along the ancient road as if he had fought his life...

At this moment, he remembered it all. Suddenly, enduring the incomparable pain, he shouted in a certain direction: "Go and find the ancient road, the real ancient road, go find..."

He suddenly became clever and the words of the purple gold box were swallowed by him, and he kept shouting: "Go and find the ancient road, where is the lead..."

An indescribable pain led him to catch up with the Immortal Emperor Yaoyue quickly.

"No, no--" Yao Yuekong, the existence of an immortal king, wanted to resist this black iron chain, but the power of destruction could not be faced at all. In just an instant, the two immortals were worn out and rolled into the thunder clouds.

Everyone below looked at the scene in front of him incredible ways, and some people remembered the scene recorded in ancient books.

Heaven and earth change greatly, and there are immortals coming, and the clouds are covered with black iron, killing immortals!

They didn't know who the iron chain that was controlling this mysterious black iron above the clouds and why they wanted to destroy the immortals, but there was one thing they vaguely understood.

From then on, no one in the world dares to become an immortal. Those who become immortals will die!

So, where is the end of their cultivation? After practicing, why do they practice? Do you really have to wait until their life span is approaching and turn into a piece of loess? At this moment, many life spans are approaching, and everyone in the states with super strength are silent, discouraged, and feel so desperate.

At this moment, a more yin and cold aura suddenly appeared in the imperial capital. Everyone couldn't help but shivered. The space kept wriggling. Seven Yama came out, and behind them were densely packed with nearly 100,000 ghost officials and ghost commanders. In front, a mirror figure quickly left, trying to save Yao Yuekong.

"Let's go, the ancient road, find the ancient road, that's the only chance, besides this..." Yao Yuekong shouted at the mirror man running towards him with his pale face, and the iron chain was pulled ruthlessly. As he took off, he suddenly looked at the ancient battlefield with some emotion, and his face was stunned.

Soon he vomited blood and laughed: "Qingyang, I blamed you wrongly, I blamed you wrongly--"

Before he finished speaking, the iron chain pulled the only two immortals in the world and disappeared into the black clouds. The sky gradually became clear, and the images in the sky of each state gradually blurred as the immortals passed away.

The mirror man who ascended to the air stared at the sky with a gloomy face, and even no trace of it. He lowered his head and looked at the dense blood-clothed man with a look of astonishment on his face, and gave a cold order.

"Kill me, there are no immortals in the world, but the underworld is still there!"

In a blast, all the ghost officials and envoys transferred from various planes joined the battle, targets, blood-clothed seams, these blood-clothed seams that were killing and soulless, revealed their power at this moment. Countless blood-clothed seams no longer had the firm goals in their hearts, and fled in a panic.

The mirrored person constantly swept around his spiritual sense, as if he was looking for something.

At the same time, on a hill that was unknown how far away, a man in gray robe quietly watched the sky gradually blurring until it disappeared, and suddenly laughed.

"Let's go!" He turned around and walked with his hands behind his back, and behind him, a girl in yellow with a dull eyes was followed. She was holding a white lantern in her hand, and the words "其" were written on it.

"Yes!" the girl said respectfully, and then followed the man in gray robe...

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All the scenes in the sky of each state disappeared, Erbai and the others were confused and confused, while Su Yan and the people in the live broadcast room were all silent.

Others may not know that he and Wusheng had seen with their own eyes how the iron chain that was coming down from the sky broke the immortal Xiaoyao in the middle. However, they did not expect that after thousands of years, the iron chain returned again, and this time, it seemed that the two immortals had taken away.

What exactly is that iron chain, and why do you want to destroy immortals? Also, why does the eldest brother in the system have it, and it also carries it, imprisoning it. However, the eldest brother is still cultivating and has turned into a purple card, which requires hundreds of thousands of soul stars to summon it. It can be seen that the Liuer Mihou was blessed in disguise, lifting the shackles and rising its strength.

Su Yan suddenly became a little confused. However, watching the underworld army launching to kill the Blood-clothed Hou, Su Yan felt so happy and reconciled. I am afraid that after this battle, Zhongzhou would become a good place that countless ghost messengers wanted to go.

Without the hunting of the Blood Clothing Hou, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so sufficient, and the cultivation level is improved quickly. The majesty of the underworld has come to the world again. If you are a ghost, you will probably have to rely on your relationship.

At this moment, Su Yan felt something and quickly took out the token of Yanmo City: "Zhongzhou ghost messenger, gather quickly to calm the soul and welcome the soul!"

Looking at the flowing words above, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief. The blood-clothed man was soulless, but for so long, the souls of other innocent people they killed were wandering around the entire continent, and there were even a few who turned to evil spirits. I guess some of them were busy next.

"My uncle is still very busy. I will come back to see you when I have time. By the way, I will tell you Master that he still has a few decades of life, so let him live well!" Su Yan laughed loudly, and his mood gradually improved, saying goodbye to everyone and leaving.

At this moment, if the camera keeps rising, you can see that there is a layer of gas flowing above Qingfeng Mountain that others cannot see at all, and they invisibly form a giant.

It was the shape of a dragon, an invisible dragon with a horn on its head. The horn of the dragon head was not sharp and sharp, but square. From a distance, it looked like the tip of the dragon horn, and it looked like the crown of an emperor!

The two dragon whiskers about hundreds of feet long are gently floating at this moment, with colorless scales and plain and cold eyes staring at the scene of the sky gradually dissipating. A gust of wind blows, and it gradually dissipates...

And its head was Qingfeng Mountain. When it dissipated, it looked at Erbai who was full of reluctance and was crying, waving goodbye to Su Yan...
Chapter completed!