If we talk about the dangerous places in Kyushu currently, Death City is undoubtedly among the top three.
On weekdays, this place is filled with gloomy air and mist, and no cultivators are willing to approach it. The various forces that once guarded the outside of the city to monitor the happenings here had already withdrawn more than a hundred years ago, and there is no way to figure out why.
Xiao Chen stood on top of the dead city, with all the rays of light all over his body, the magic lines on his forehead shone brightly, the deified acupuncture points were shining like stars in his flesh and blood, and many mysterious patterns appeared on his skin, and the sky monument was empty.
Shadows loomed around it.
Twenty-seven war swords were suspended in the four directions, arranged in a mysterious and complex sword formation, shooting out sword light that soared into the sky. At this moment, he felt full of powerful power, and had a vague connection with the dead city.
"Xiao Chen, what's wrong with you?" Qi'er, a powerful man from the Protoss clan, shouted loudly.
Xiao Chen's whole body was surging with divine power, the light was soaring into the sky, and his body was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was completely burning. At this moment, he finally knew that he was connected to the dead city again, just like before!
Yes, he now feels the pulse of the dead city, feels its majestic power, and even wants to coincide with its will.
"You guys go, I'm going to stay here for a while." Xiao Chen stood on top of the dead city, his black hair was like ink, dancing wildly, and the divine light behind him was like a huge waterfall rising up from the sky, rushing straight into the city.
Xiaohan, and around it is endless black mist.
Several people looked at each other. Tianya was very worried and shouted: "Brother Xiao Chen, you have to be careful."
Only Jin Sanyi didn't care and said: "It's okay. The disaster will last for thousands of years. He has a long life like me. He can't die even if he wants to."
Binglan and Xuemeng ignored his words, shouted a few words towards the dead city, and left first.
Jin Sanyi and others all left, and calm returned to the dead city, while Xiao Chen suddenly jumped into the city.
If anyone saw this bold move, they would be stunned.
The evil reputation of the Dead City has spread throughout Kyushu and the Four Worlds. Many powerful forces have sent people into the Dead City to find out what happened. However, those cultivators never returned, and many of them died.
As long as they enter the city, there will be a sealing force to prevent them from leaving. Of course, this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that all the deep houses and ancient courtyards in the city are hiding evil spirits. No matter whether they are humans, demons or gods, they will not be spared.
Eaten alive!
There was silence in the dead city. The broad ancient streets were empty and there was not a single human figure. Even under the midday sun, they looked extremely dark and lifeless.
This majestic giant city has been around for who knows how many years. The ancient buildings on both sides of the streets in the city are engraved with the wind and frost of the years, but they still stand like eternity.
Xiao Chen walked alone in the dead city, feeling the silence, and everything from the past seemed to reappear before his eyes.
In a daze, he seemed to see the majestic and tall figure of the ancestral god Suiren standing lonely on a building. In a vague way, he seemed to see many legendary dead figures fighting in the sea of blood and bones.
Of course, this is all an illusion, because his state of mind is one with his feelings back then.
On both sides of the street, every ancient house contains the physical body of a god. They have long lost their intelligence and are now like prisoners, becoming members of the army defending the dead city.
No one can tell how many demon gods died in the dead city. The autumn wind blew, and a sad atmosphere filled the city.
"Ta", "Ta", "Ta"...
On the silent ancient streets, only his footsteps echoed, and the magnificent dead city was deathly silent and desolate.
Although there were evil spirits in those haunted houses, none of them came out.
I have fought here before, I have roared here before, but after returning to my old place, all Xiao Chen felt was loneliness, and no words could express his mood at this moment.
Faintly, he seemed to hear again the ancient song that was sung during the Great Tribulation of the False God.
"The broken giant mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth, the hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth, and the mountains of bones are the sorrow of the ancestors... Who else remembers that the Suiren clan lit up the future of the human race. How can we forget,
Shen Nong tasted hundreds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land..."
He walked step by step towards the center of the Dead City, which was the place of suppression by the Heavenly Monument in the past. Even though the magic well was still far away, he could already feel the oppression.
Standing quietly in the center of the square, looking at the closed magic well in the distance, Xiao Chen was silent for a long time, as if he suddenly saw the white clothes beating the snow again, the ethereal clarity of Minghui.
Finally, he slowly walked forward, walked around the magic well, and then sat down silently in front of the magic well.
He wanted to say something in front of the magic well, but he found it difficult to say a word.
Xiao Chen sat quietly like this for three days as the sun rose and set.
Finally, he stood up silently and walked away step by step.
Suddenly, a small crack appeared on the bluestone floor of the square. Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, scanning all directions. There was no difference in the huge square without looking carefully, but under the eyes of the sky, all these subtleties were visible.
There are many hidden cracks around. Although they are very subtle, a strong person like Xiao Chen can still catch them.
His heart moved, and he observed carefully and found that the cracks were centered on the magic well and radiated out. However, there were no cracks near the magic well, and they were only vaguely visible in places slightly further around.
The center of the radiation is the magic well!
After discovering this situation, Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately walked back.
The yellow mud platform is extremely dry and hard, sealing the magic well tightly, and there seems to be no abnormality.
Xiao Chen put his left hand on it and could not feel any terrible fluctuations. However, when he raised his palm, he was surprised to find that there was a little bit of red between the palms and there were blood stains on his hand!
This shocked him. The yellow mud platform was bleeding. What was going on?!
There was something wrong with the sealed magic well, and Xiao Chen's heart suddenly sank.
This matter is of great importance, it can even be said to be a huge matter!
Xiao Chen's consciousness was as bright as the moon, gathered together, and probed into the yellow mud platform. It was dark, nothing could be seen clearly, and he could not see any results.
The false gods of the past have all been wiped out. It is impossible for them to cause rebellion, but what exactly caused such a result?
Thinking about the worst, it is very scary! Anything is possible.
Thinking on the bright side, Huangni Terrace is made of the flesh and blood of the ancestral gods, and may still be active...
In any case, the yellow mud platform that sealed the magic well was bleeding. This was a problem that could not be ignored. Xiao Chen secretly guessed that this might be the reason why he became one with the pulse of the dead city.
"Um?"
Xiao Chen found that the bits of blood stained on his hands turned into subtle light and rushed back into the yellow mud platform. He touched it with his hand again, but there was no bright red stain on his hands anymore.
He stayed in front of the magic well for seven days, but he didn't find anything new.
After staying in the Dead City for ten days, Xiao Chen left the square without being blocked by any seal force. He easily flew out of the Dead City.
"It's hard to tell what will happen in the future. I hope I worry too much." He decided to find a half-ancestor and tell them about this phenomenon.
Xiao Chen left the Death City. He originally wanted to find Ke Ke, but after thinking about it, he gave up the plan. He already knew from the old man of the Gods, Li Mu, that the little guy almost suffocated in the God Village and fled back to Kyushu.
Then, he entered the Holy Mountain of Dragon Island and fell into a deep sleep. He did not wake up for more than a hundred years.
When he heard the result, Xiao Chen wasn't worried at all. He knew that the little guy's strength would probably improve by leaps and bounds again. The little guy was extremely talented and possessed extraordinary talents, so he was just waiting to practice in his deep sleep.
The Dead City is not very far from Chang'an, the ancient capital in the western region, and Xiao Chen came here.
After many years, this ancient city has become more prosperous. The streets are bustling with traffic and people are flowing continuously.
After more than 150 years, the Yanyu Tower, the fourth most famous building in the world, is still standing and has become even more famous. Over the past 100 years, not only many literati and poets have written poems here, but also many gods have written poems here.
Someone left a message here.
Moreover, since the three half-ancestors visited here, the reputation of Yanyu Tower has been pushed to the top, and it has the potential to be the second most famous tower in the world.
For more than a hundred years, there have been many famous secret battles here. The King of Five Elements and Wu Ming once fought here, the Queen of Yaksha and the King of Gods fought here, and a master of the Celestial Race once killed five people of the same level here.
Great masters, three emperor-level masters were at war with each other here...
After many great masters showed up here, the reputation of this place became even greater, and it became a favorite place for cultivators.
Visiting his old place again, no one knew Xiao Chen now, which made him sigh at the ruthless power of time. The current owner of Yanyu Building is the great-great-grandson of the previous owner, and the guests upstairs are all people from recent decades.
He was quietly enjoying food and savoring the aroma of wine on the seventh floor. Naturally, there were many cultivators upstairs, and many of them were talking about things in the cultivation world.
"Xu Ziyan's Golden Snake Kung Fu is really powerful. One person strangled four spell masters of the same level, which is intimidating."
"Don't even think about who his grandfather is. He is the famous nine-headed divine snake. He was born as a half-god and half-demon, so he naturally has extraordinary talents."
"Humph, Xu Ziyan is nothing. There are many people in the younger generation who are better than him." Someone next to him snorted coldly and said: "Have you ever heard of Wu Xiaoshi, a born god, who is only over 20 years old?
Invincible."
"How could you not have heard of it?" Someone immediately responded: "It is said that Wu Xiaoshi is the descendant of a legendary king of heaven."
As soon as such a secret came out, many people around him immediately became concerned. Some people asked: "Which heavenly king is he a descendant of?"
"It must be the legendary Heavenly King named Wu."
"What? Wu Xiaoshi is actually his biological son?"
Some people exclaimed, but more people looked confused.
"Which Wu Tianwang?"
Someone scolded dissatisfiedly: "You are a rookie, right? Haven't you heard of the King Wu surnamed who conquered the world forty years ago and fought with the King of Five Elements in this building? Twenty years ago, he even had a fight with the Five Elements King.
The powerful men of the famous Heavenly Race and Human Race won the battle day and night. You are so famous and famous, but you don’t know?”
There was an exclamation of surprise from upstairs.
"It's the legendary King Wu Ming, who is definitely one of the strongest among the heavenly kings."
"That's right, with the Immortal Emperor's Bell on his head and the Purple Gold Heavenly Thunder Hammer in his hand, except for the rare Celestial Race, almost no one among the Celestial Kings at the same level can shake him."
Not far away, Xiao Chen was stunned. Nearly one hundred and sixty years have passed, and Wu Mingdu has become a legendary figure. You can imagine how many things have happened, and the years have passed by so quickly.
"Wu Xiaoshi, the son of King Wu Ming, is indeed extraordinary. I am afraid that he will be the second King Wu in more than a hundred years."
"But I heard that Huang Xinren, the youngest son of the Golden King among the Five Elements Kings, is also a great person. I'm afraid he will be Wu Xiaoshi's fierce rival."
"Well, there are indeed some extraordinary people. The famous Little Shura is definitely a strong man who can walk sideways. Even many older people have to walk around. It is said that he is the first among the emperor-level masters, Leng Han.
Trained by Bing."
"Leng Hanbing? It sounds familiar."
An old man with white beard and hair sighed: "That is the Shura Emperor who is in the realm of the whole world. He was born in ancient times. He is extremely talented and is the first among the emperor-level masters."
"Oh, this old man knows quite a lot. Even an old antique of imperial rank knows it so clearly."
On the other side, a young man looked like he suddenly understood, laughed, and said: "I remembered that the Shura Emperor seemed to have appeared more than a hundred years ago, but it seemed that he was beaten into a pig's head. He really
Is he the first among the emperor-level masters?"
In another corner, a young Shura by the window stood up and said: "Shut up and stop slandering my ancestor."
"The fact that Brother Shura I said is known to many people of the older generation. Don't you admit this fact and only allow us to say good things about Emperor Shura? This is wrong. There is a brother from the Celestial Race over there.
Just now we were talking about the defeat of the powerful Celestial Tribe to King Wu Ming, but he didn't say anything, why are you so domineering?"
The Shura wanted to rebel on the spot, but was finally stopped by others.
The old man with white beard and hair said: "It doesn't matter if we talk freely, but don't hurt the harmony. The Shura Emperor suffered a big loss more than a hundred years ago. I was lucky enough to witness that battle. It was shocking.
This life is enough."
"Old man, are you trying to whet our appetite again? You must be talking about the war that took place in the Forbidden Sea 160 years ago. It has been distorted by now. Since you were lucky enough to see it, please tell us in detail.
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The old man stroked his beard with his hand and sighed: "That battle was earth-shattering. The sky was shattered and the earth was split, water flowed backwards, and even the Forbidden Sea boiled. The battle sword flew across the sky, and the sword energy was as thick as a mountain, shattering the world and breaking through the sky.
, all rushed into Tianyu, and the half-ancestor was almost killed..."
Everyone was attracted by the voice of this old man with white beard and hair, and they all listened attentively.
Until the end, someone was not satisfied and said: "The old man has been talking for a long time, but you haven't mentioned the names of the people who participated in the war. Doesn't this make us uncomfortable?"
"That's right, legends are very powerful now. Various versions of the characters who participated in the war are emerging one after another. I don't know which legend is true anymore."
The white-haired old man shook his head with a smile and said: "You can't say it. The people who participated in the war back then had terrible backgrounds. It concerns their face. If I tell it, I will probably die at home tomorrow."
Although they knew he was exaggerating, no one could force him to speak.
"Just like our old man, he is as timid as a mouse! He also watched the battle with his own eyes back then, but he just didn't explain it to us. It's called misfortune, and he didn't let us know about it."
"Alas, my grandfather was actually lucky enough to watch that battle, but he was also tight-lipped and claimed that it was related to the dignity of the half-ancestor. If I knew about it and said it randomly, it might lead to the annihilation of the family. He just didn't tell me."
…
Everyone talked a lot and felt very sorry.
At this moment, a skeleton whose whole body was covered tightly, leaving only its empty eye sockets exposed, walked onto the Yanyu Tower.
Immediately someone muttered: "X, the skeleton doesn't eat or taste tea, why is it here to join in the fun?"
"Brother Skeleton, I have money, what if I can't do it? I am willing, I am happy." He shook his cloak, monopolized the table unceremoniously, and shouted: "Man, bring a table of good food and wine."
The waiter ran over in a hurry and stammered: "Can you...can you eat it?"
"I can't eat it, but I can watch it."
After hearing this, the waiter was about to turn around and go downstairs when the mysterious skeleton stopped him again and said, "Wait a minute and call some girls for Brother Skeleton. I like to listen to songs and watch dances."
"#@￥￥#%..." The waiter cursed in his heart, what kind of skeleton is this? He didn't even think about his state, but he still had such lust.
Someone next to me whispered: "I know who this skeleton is."
"It's that top-notch skeleton. Not long ago, he sneaked into Skull Island, tricked and abducted her, and even boasted that he wanted to find the most famous pink skeleton among the skeleton clan as his wife."
"I'm dizzy, no way, it's the skeleton called Sha Po Lang? It's said that he's an outsider, and he went to Skull Island for a lot of trouble. I really don't know if he found the pink skeleton girl."
In the distance, Xiao Chen was quite speechless. This Sha Po Lang was really capable of tossing people around.
Suddenly, the door of a private room was pushed open, and a burly man walked out. He glanced coldly at the practitioners in the building and said, "Please keep your voice down. My brother is going to entertain distinguished guests here."
"Who are you? Why do you want us to talk in a low voice? Yanyu Building does not belong to your family."
The temperature of the air dropped sharply, and the burly man's eyes were as threatening as knives. The cultivator who had just spoken fell to the ground softly.
It suddenly became quiet upstairs.
"boom"
The big man turned around and closed the door again.
"Who is that? It's so scary."
"That seems to be the super strong man of the Hu family, and it seems to be the... legendary king of heaven!"
"I heard that a charming woman from the Hu family is going to marry Wu Xiaoshi, the son of King Wu Ming. Could it be that it is King Wu Ming that they are hosting today?"
As soon as these words came out, the upstairs suddenly burst into excitement, but everyone quickly silenced their voices.
Gathering of kings!
They are very likely to meet the legendary figure, and many people are looking forward to it.
At this moment, a long bell rang in the distance, and a stalwart figure walked in the void. The "power" of becoming one with the universe and all things was indescribable.
"It's really the legendary King Wu Ming!"
"I didn't expect to see him here. This is the legendary invincible king!"
…
People were talking a lot.
"Wu Ming, long time no see, I was just looking for you."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from left to right in the misty rain building, clearly reaching into the distant sky.
Wu Ming was startled at that time, immediately stopped, stood in the void, and asked: "Who are you?"
"We haven't seen each other for over a hundred and fifty years. Have you forgotten me?"
The sound was so ethereal that it was difficult for everyone in Yanyu Tower to identify who made it.
But something happened that surprised them.
Legend has it that the nearly invincible Heavenly King Wu Ming, who had the Immortal Divine Bell on his head and held the Purple Gold Heavenly Thunder Hammer, seemed to have seen a ghost and ran away without looking back.