Sealed into the stone gate by the kings, Xiao Chen held a stone jar and faced the demonic shadow, shrouded in double terror and coercion. It could be said that he had already stepped into hell with one foot.
The demonic shadow stretched out its palm and slowly grabbed it forward. You could clearly see the black lines intertwining between its palms and fingers. They were the reorganization and arrangement of order. Even if the Stone Man King was hit by it, he would still be injured.
Fall.
However, Xiao Chen showed no fear and remained motionless. The closer to the critical moment of life and death, the more relaxed he became. Perhaps he knew that there was no hope of survival and didn't care about anything.
It is useless to dodge, unless the Little Stone King is reborn, he can defeat the demonic shadow! Otherwise, this powerful demonic shadow will be invincible in all realms, and even the kings can't really kill it if they join forces.
The big hand that slowly grabbed it, although there was no energy fluctuation, made people breathless. This was the real supreme pressure.
Xiao Chen was like a fossil, confronting it, covered in cold sweat, without fear in his heart, but his body was not under his control, and made an instinctive reaction, bearing the invisible "power".
The devil's claw finally stopped in front of Xiao Chen, and then grabbed the stone jar in his hand as fast as lightning.
"Wow!"
The sound of the iron chains in the stone jar kept ringing from beginning to end, deafening like a deadly magic sound.
This is what Mo Ying focuses on!
"boom"
The demonic shadow snatched the stone jar from Xiao Chen's hand and held it firmly in his hand. The thin black thread between his palms covered the stone jar like a layer of gauze. It wanted to refine the mysterious stone jar.
"Rumble..."
Although the stone jar is no more than the height of a hand, it seems like there are thousands of troops galloping inside. It vibrates in the hands of the demon shadow, and streams of mysterious brilliance flow out.
"boom"
The demonic shadow slammed the stone jar to the ground with force, stepped on it, and crushed it hard, erupting with unparalleled terrifying coercion and power. Just that kind of breath made people tremble, and the aftermath directly shook Xiao Chen
It flew out.
He wanted to destroy the jar, and the big foot rolled it over and over again. The stone jar came into contact with the ground and made a "creak" sound, and strings of sparks and terrifying curses flew out.
However, the stone jar at the Demon Shadow's feet was difficult to damage and had no scars. As for the curse force coming out of the stone jar, it had no effect on the Demon Shadow.
"Roar……"
The demonic shadow roared, and thin black threads rushed out of its body like silk and wrapped around the stone jar on the ground.
Xiao Chen was surprised. He didn't know why the demon shadow was so impatient. It seemed that he couldn't wait and wanted to destroy the stone jar in an instant.
However, all this was beyond his control at the moment. He walked forward step by step. Seeing that the demonic shadow did not stop him, he began to stride forward, wanting to leave here quickly.
This is a ruins with very low visibility. I don’t know what kind of fog it is, but even Xiao Chen’s Eye of Deception has successfully blocked it.
After walking out for a hundred feet, there was no reaction from the demonic shadow. Xiao Chen immediately increased his speed, turned into a beam of light, and fled away.
It's misty, endless black fog, broken walls and ruins are everywhere on the ground, and the area you can see is roughly the same.
Xiao Chen felt that he had flown a hundred thousand miles and landed in an instant. He wanted to hide in the ruins temporarily. But after landing on the ground, he was sweating profusely and his expression suddenly changed.
It's still the same ruins, as if it had never left.
Turning around to look around, I could vaguely see the demonic figure still there, smashing the stone jar in an attempt to destroy it.
This shocked Xiao Chen quite. He had flown a hundred thousand miles just now, so why did he return to the starting point?
This time, he did not soar into the air, but galloped across the ground. His eight-phase speed was unparalleled in the world, comparable to the flying speed of the Stone Man King.
Various ruins quickly retreated, the wind was fierce, and the black mist surged. Xiao Chen ran for thirty thousand miles, and did not stop until he felt that he had left the area just now.
However, the black mist blew away, and when he looked at the surrounding scene again, he couldn't help but froze. He was back to the starting point, and he could sense the majestic momentum of the demonic figure behind him.
How can this be?!
He felt a chill running down his spine. This place was so weird. He had definitely left here just now. He could clearly sense everything on both sides of the road while running.
We obviously changed places, but why did we return to the starting point when we finally stopped?!
Is it an illusion? Isn’t it an illusion?
Xiao Chen had a bad feeling in his heart. The world inside the stone gate was very evil. He didn't know what went wrong.
This time, he stopped flying or running, and walked forward on foot.
Except for the sound of the demonic shadow behind him smashing the stone jar and the sound of the iron rope shaking inside the stone jar, there were no other sounds in the ruins.
Xiao Chen walked away step by step without looking back at the demonic shadow. The ruins under his feet continued to recede. After walking for several miles, he saw many architectural ruins, all of which had the style of ancient times. Even though endless years have passed, they have not been wiped out.
He didn't feel confused by the illusory scene. All of this should be real. Why did he just return to the starting point? Xiao Chen stopped here, he wanted to confirm it.
Sure enough, when he stopped, he returned to the starting point. This was simply crazy. Could it be that he could only move forward and not stop?
If we move forward in this way, where will we reach and what is the meaning?
Xiao Chen did not act rashly in the end. There was a mysterious power surrounding him here. I am afraid that no matter how he tried to escape, he would not be able to succeed.
He tore off a few strands of hair and controlled them to turn into streams of light and rush in different directions. After a full two hours passed, and no one knew how many thousands of miles they flew, he stopped controlling them.
The result was as he expected, all the hair strands suddenly appeared between his palms.
This is absolute suppression, and there is no way to effectively break through it. The cause of all this must be because of the existence of the demon shadow. How could he be allowed to leave like this!
"this……"
Xiao Chen was surprised to find that the hair that flew back between his palms was finally reborn on his head, completely restored.
"etc……"
He immediately thought of a possibility. Could it be that the reason why the demon shadow is immortal and indelible in a hundred battles has something to do with it? In addition to restricting freedom, is there a mysterious power here that can make everything "return to the original point"? If so, that would be incredible.
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What kind of place is this place? With a look of surprise and uncertainty, Xiao Chen slit his wrist and let a little bit of divine blood fall down. However, soon all the blood flowed back, and his wound healed automatically and returned to its original state.
As expected, it was proven that this place is full of evil power, which is difficult for people to understand. I just don’t know whether the evil power belongs to the ruins, or whether it comes from the demonic shadow.
If it came from the ruins, then the source should be within a radius of several hundred feet, because Xiao Chen discovered that he could stop anywhere within a radius of several hundred feet, and he would not be forcibly pulled back until he exceeded this range.
He was searching carefully, hoping to find something.
"Crack crack crack"
Just ahead, there was a flame burning in a dilapidated stone house. Xiao Chen strode here and his color suddenly changed when he looked inside.
The green flames flickered with a dark light, without any heat dissipating, but instead there were bursts of cold breath flowing. What was burning in the fire in the stone house was not wood, but several arms!
Xiao Chen's scalp suddenly became numb. Several stone figures' arms were stacked together in the dilapidated stone house and were actually set on fire as ordinary firewood. This scene made people feel creepy.
Bite the bullet and walk in, it's extremely cold here, and the arms have been burning for who knows how many thousands of years. It seems that they can burn forever.
"boom"
Suddenly, his ear drum almost burst. The demonic figure entered the dilapidated stone house without knowing when, and slammed the stone jar into the fire, causing three arms in it to break immediately.
The demonic figure ignored Xiao Chen and seemed to melt the stone jar with evil flames. He sat cross-legged in front of the fire, spitting out stars, moon and stars, and began to refine the jar.
"Wow!"
The movement inside the stone jar became louder and louder, and the iron rope seemed to be torn off at any moment, and the unknown existence was about to break free.
Xiao Chen gradually understood that the demonic shadow regarded him as meat on the chopping block and was not in a hurry to kill him. He stood dumbly in the stone house for a moment, then turned around and walked out.
In front, it was quite quiet, without any sound, and the sound coming from the demonic shadow and stone jar behind also disappeared and could not be transmitted here.
After arriving here, the black fog became thicker and billowing. Xiao Chen did not hesitate and strode into the place where the black fog was thickest.
Although there are rubbles all around, there is a intact main hall here, shrouded in black mist and gloomy, which is very different from other places.
Xiao Chen walked in, advancing step by step, and went deep inside. The hall was very dark, and there was no sound except for the echo of his own footsteps.
It seemed to be very empty here, and no existence could be sensed. Although it was just a hall, it made Xiao Chen feel like a boundless world.
"boom"
Suddenly, the dazzling green fire burned, instantly lighting up the dark hall.
Xiao Chen was shocked. There were actually five stone bones in the burning fire this time!
This is so terrifying, five stone bones were actually used as burning materials...
"What?!"
The five stone bones weren't the most shocking thing. The expression on Xiao Chen's face froze instantly. Behind the burning fire, there was a figure sitting quietly cross-legged.
A cold and biting breath was coming out there, black mist was lingering, flames were shining, and a few strands of slender long hair were dancing.
It's not stone hair, it's normal black hair, dancing in the mist and firelight, making it a blur.
Xiao Chen stepped back a few steps and found that it was a body of flesh and blood!
impossible!
He couldn't believe it. If there was a strong person here, he would be someone at least as high as the Stone Man King. But...how could he be made of flesh and blood?
Little Stone Emperor can't survive forever, how could anyone else survive?
Xiao Chen stabilized his mind, walked around the fire, and walked forward. Under the cover of the green fire and mist, the figure sitting cross-legged became more and more misty and mysterious.
Xiao Chen used his weak spiritual thoughts and felt the coldness there. He hesitated slightly, then strode closer, stretched out a hand and put it on the man's shoulder.
A few strands of slender hair were fluttering, but the tentacles felt cold. This should be a corpse!
Xiao Chen let out a sigh of relief. The Little Stone Emperor was dead. He didn't believe that anyone could survive in that realm forever.
"boom"
The flames jumped for a while and suddenly rose to a height of several meters.
At the same time, Xiao Chen's color suddenly changed, and his heart was shocked. He felt a hand put on his shoulder, exuding a warm breath, and the posture should be exactly the same as when he put it on the corpse.