On this day, Xiu Xing's spiritual imprint suddenly felt something: "Here we are... we are close to the most evil place, and the furthest distance will not be more than a few hundred miles!"
But it was at this moment that he showed a solemn look, and his powerful consciousness sensed an unusual aura.
Ahead were endless hills with thick trees. They looked ordinary but lacked the aura of fairy spirits. But in such a place, the spiritual imprint of Xiu Xing felt like a formidable enemy, and he felt unprecedented pressure.
"Follow me from a distance, don't get too close!" The spiritual imprint of Xiu Xing no longer flew, but walked forward step by step.
It wasn't until they climbed onto those hills that Zhang Chi and the others were shocked to realize that they were all made up of piles of ruins, only covered with vegetation.
After advancing for more than fifty miles, the ruins continued, and at the same time, in the distance ahead, a strong aura of long-lasting vicissitudes came.
After walking for more than a hundred miles, they finally found a city of the dead, standing on the horizon, intact!
It was a magnificent city of the dead, so majestic that it suffocated Zhang Chi on the spot. It was so similar to the style of the dark ancient city!
He has always suspected that the most evil place is in the world of the dead, and now he is even more suspicious. Could it be that they have entered the depths of the world of the dead.
On Dragon Island, the clown has achieved the status of a demigod. A few months ago, it withstood all the thunder in its sleep. The thunder did not hurt the little beast, nor did it hurt the practitioners present.
Then, the clown rubbed his big eyes and fell into a sweet dream again, leaving the tens of thousands of practitioners watching dumbfounded and completely speechless.
It wasn't until three months later that the clown was reluctantly awakened by the dragon demon king who couldn't stand it anymore.
But the little guy didn't want to get up. He planned to continue sleeping and wake up naturally. No matter who asked him to get up, he seemed not to hear.
"Don't you want to know about Zhang Chi? He has appeared again after more than 150 years, but he seems to have been lost in the most evil place..."
After hearing these words, the little beast clown finally became more energetic, and a glimmer of light flashed in his big hazy eyes: "Hey, I'm going to save him now!"
Just like that, the clown finally stopped being lethargic. After briefly asking about Zhang Chi's situation, he turned into a red light and rushed out of Dragon Island. He was going to rescue Zhang Chi where many demigods in the Soul Cultivation World had disappeared.
Soul Cultivation Realm Jingzhengcheng, Dugu Wentian, Wu Sanzhangzi, Wei Suo and others drank until their tongues were stretched out, their feelings seemed to have deepened instantly, and they wished they could say the most righteous words in the world at once.
"Eh? Why are my eyes blurred? How did I see the clown?" Wei Suo walked forward drunkenly: "Come on, let me see what you are?"
"Bang……"
Wei Suo rose into the air and directly knocked over Dugu Wentian behind him.
"I'll do it! Why did you do it? It's so pissy..."
Wei Suo and Dugu Wentian staggered, then helped each other stand up, noisily.
Although Wu Sangun was full of alcohol, he was not completely drunk: "Is this... is this a little beast on fire?" At this point, he shivered in excitement: "It's really that little beast.
beast!"
In this way, in their words, the little beast kidnapped the three of them in a very naughty manner, and based on the information provided by the three, they rushed directly to the no-man's land thousands of miles away from Hidden City.
A few months ago, a shocking wave came from that area, shaking the entire soul cultivating world. Many powerful people rushed there, but only the demigods rushed in. When the others arrived, it was already a step too late.
When they came to this barren land, the clowns and the others found the Changsheng father and son.
"Oops! How can we get in?" The clown's eyes swept around, looking at these people. They couldn't do anything at all. Even though they beat the place to pieces and flew sand and rocks, they still couldn't open the door to the Holy Realm of Divine Weapons.
.
The clown had no choice but to see others. This time it was really anxious. After all, it was related to relaxation. Then its whole body bloomed with colorful holy light, and its unique divine power spread in all directions.
"Zhi... Ma... open... the door..."
It is strange to say that when the seven-color divine power surged and the clown's magical power "Open Sesame" resounded throughout the world, there were rumbling sounds under the earth, and a large bluestone emerged.
Everyone was immediately stunned. They had been working here for several months and had used all kinds of magical powers, but there was no change at all.
But as soon as the clown came, he had the magical power of "Open Sesame", and changes occurred. What kind of magical power is this? It sounded familiar, as if I had seen it in some ancient story book...
The little fiery red beast, less than a foot long, felt a little dizzy when faced with the three-foot-tall bluestone, because it didn't recognize any of the inscriptions on it.
"Hey! It's so ugly! The writing is too ugly..." The little beast muttered in a low voice: "My writing is better!" The clown said while waving his little claws and wrote the word "Clown" on the big bluestone.
The people behind me were completely speechless when they saw it. This was clearly written by him. The font is almost exactly the same, okay?
The little beast looked at it for a long time, but didn't recognize a single word. It felt somewhat guilty and muttered in a low voice: "It's really ugly..." It turned around and pointed at Wu San's stick and shouted: Oh, come and read it..."
Wu Sangun was thinking about it. After reading it for a long time, he didn't know which world the text was from. He shook his head vigorously and said that he didn't know it either.
Then Dugu asked Tian, that he would live forever and be free from disease, and Wei Suo shook his head.
"Hey! Why don't you study hard? You don't even know the words..." These people were actually despised by the little beast.
But what Little Beast said next left them quite speechless: "I don't recognize any of the words on it either!"
I don’t know you, but you still despise others? Several people secretly cursed. However, Changsheng and others have already seen the problem. The characters on the big bluestone are so similar to the characters on the little beast. They are almost as if they were carved from the same mold. The same
It's crooked and twisted, just like a ghost drawing a talisman.
"It's so ugly. How can someone write such ugly words?" the little beast clown muttered in a low voice.
"Ahem..." Changsheng coughed and said carefully: "Why does it feel exactly like the words you wrote?"
"Where is it?" After hearing what Changsheng said, the clown was very dissatisfied: "Where is the good-looking thing I wrote..."
"Could it be that you wrote Clown before?" Dugu Wentian, Wu Sanzhi and others were very suspicious, feeling that the characters on the stone were too similar to those of Little Beast.
At this moment, Chang Wubing said: "Here... there is more!" He peeled away the soil around the bluestone buried in the ground, and instantly revealed a small paw print, which was very small and clearly visible.
Several people looked at the clown together, because the paw prints were so imaginary that they almost overlapped with the clown's little paws.
"It looks very familiar..." The little beast muttered guiltily. It really doubted when it accidentally left paw prints on the big bluestone, but it felt something was wrong. It had never been here before.
, the clown gestured guiltily and pressed towards the little paw print.
When the clown pressed on the small paw print and the two overlapped perfectly, there was a loud noise between heaven and earth.
"Rumble..."
The world was shattered and the world seemed to have collapsed. The huge head that once appeared in the sky did not appear this time, but the door to the Holy World of Divine Weapons had been opened, and a dark space appeared in front of several people.
"That's it! The door to the Holy World has opened. I rushed here a few months ago and just saw it closing!" Changsheng shouted. He thought it was full of opportunities and immediately shouted: "Let's rush in..."
He didn't want to share the opportunity with a few people, but felt that it was necessary to unite some helpers. The few people were afraid that the door to the world would be closed, so they all rushed in.
But at this moment, a figure rushed towards here in the darkness. The clown was very alert and immediately opened the jade coffin to swallow the world and took Changsheng, Dugu Wentian and others inside.
"It's those demigods!" Chang Sheng exclaimed: "Why are they in such a mess? What happened?"
Those demigods were all in tatters and covered in blood, and they were all in a miserable state, as if they had experienced the most brutal battle, and they rushed out of the gate of the world crazily.
"Hey! They are so stupid, they locked themselves in there..." the little beast said disdainfully.
"No, let's retreat quickly..." Changsheng shouted anxiously: "Even demigods can't resist the danger inside, we are going to live or die..."
"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Dugu Wentian's voice became louder, shouting with all his strength in the world of Jade Coffin Swallowing Heaven, but he couldn't get out.
"I'm here to save Zhangchi. Is the swelling coming out?" the little beast said.
"Let us out. You can go in and rescue yourself. We don't want to die." Changsheng was really anxious. The demigods were so cunning, and they definitely couldn't go deep inside.
"Without you, I would be scared. It's too dark here. Let me think about it..." the little beast said.
Several people were completely speechless. They had reached the realm of demigods and were actually afraid of the dark! This reason was too far-fetched.
When the last Yaksha demigod escaped without his life, the gate to the holy world was completely closed behind the clown, and Changsheng and the others were completely desperate.
"Okay! You can't be too selfish. I'll let you out and I can go in by myself..." the little beast said generously.
"You did it on purpose!" Dugu Wentian, Wu Sangun, and Wei Suo all howled.
Chang Sheng and his son almost regretted it to death. They really shouldn't have followed this little beast. They were really unlucky for eight lifetimes.
The demigods who rushed out of the gate of the holy world were still frightened. If the divine soldiers in the first valley had not rushed into the second valley to reach the main station, leaving only some demigods in the first valley, they would have died.
live.
Even so, they paid a huge price and escaped now. They couldn't believe this fact. These people had been bombarding the gate of the Holy World for several months, but they couldn't shake it at all.