"The City of Ghost Prison is the City of Ghost Prison." After the silence, hundreds of people exclaimed, unable to hide their surprise. They fought through all the troubles and went through too many hardships. They finally found it, so how could they not be excited?

At present, whether it is a stranger or a martial arts master, they all got up, ran, and stomped on the light abilities, rushing towards that direction, for fear that they would run slower, and they would be taken first and get the meteorite outside the sky.

Not everyone has gone, for example, the disabled person can't stand up, and is willing but powerless, lying on the ground to beat the ground? After all the hardships, he has arrived at the city of Ghost Prison, but he can't get through.

However, there are also some people who are very persevering and limp over with a crutch, as if they are saying: I can save them again.

Looking at Yang Ge Lao and the others again, they were still in the glutinous rice circle.

"The legendary city of ghost prison really exists." Shangguan Jiu murmured.

"Or why, go over and take a look?" Yang Xuan said tentatively.

"Good better." Yang Ge smiled and only buried his head and wiped his sword. "My friend doesn't let us go. There must be his reason. It's so scary outside, let alone the city of ghost prison. If the three of us go, it's probably a burden. If we encounter a terrible existence, it's hard for me to protect us."

"That's true." Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu thought about it and sat down again.

If Ye Chen doesn't let him go, then he won't go. In this gloomy ghost mountain, Ye Chen is more skilled than them. He has resolved more than one crisis and is very reliable every time. He listens to his words, but he can live a peaceful life. If he insists on seeking excitement, it will be easy to deal with. Turn left in front... Huangquan Road.

The three of them did not sit still, and kept waving their hands, throwing away the healing medicine to the disabled martial arts people and strangers.

"Thank you." All disabled people looked gratefully.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." The three of them said surprisingly consistently.

Next, I became very calm. Most of them looked at the direction of the Ghost Prison City. After a long time, there was no movement.

"Old Yang, your sword is not bad!" The bored Shangguan Jiu touched his chin and stared at Yang Ge Lao's Xuan Lei Sword. After looking at it, he could see from his vision that such a mysterious sword was of extraordinary quality and could be called a magic weapon.

"I gave it to you by my friend, and it was as sharp as mud." Yang Ge Lao was happy, holding a rag, wiping it even harder, striving to polish the Xuan Lei Sword with shiny tiles. At the age of his hand, he would point at it for the rest of his life.

"That boy, there are so many treasures." Yang Xuan sighed and liked Yang Ge Lao's sword. He thought to ask Ye Chen for one one one one one someday.

The conversation was divided into two parts. Ye Chen here had already entered the deepest part and stopped in front of an ancient city.

The city gate is dark and closed. The city wall is covered with blood. I don’t know which era the blood has not dried up yet and is covered with blood. There are traces left by swords, guns, swords and halberds on it. At the top of the city gate, there are four big words engraved: City of Ghost Prison.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked up at the sky above. He could clearly see the spiritual power of the Source Crystal, strands, floating into the City of Ghost Prison, which was a good confirmation... His previous guess was indeed that the City of Ghost Prison was at work and sneaked into the spiritual power of the Old Tomb Source Crystal.

And standing in front of the Ghost Prison City, he could clearly smell the aura of the demon.

"You will find a hiding place." Ye Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand suddenly, and pushed open the city gate with a powerful Vajra Palm.

Immediately, the demonic evil surging and rolling out, tyrannical and bloodthirsty, the aura of the demon was like a surging hurricane, and the rocks were blown down, causing martial arts masters and strangers who had not yet arrived here to fly out one by one.

Although the Demon Hurricane was strong, it could not shake Ye Chen. He was like a monument, still, only with strong clothes and only with long hair floating.

Faced with the hurricane, he stepped into the city of Ghost Prison.

When I saw the soldiers standing, they were wearing cold armor and black helmets. They all had their eyes closed, holding war swords in their hands, covered in dust, standing one by one, and formed a formation, with tens of thousands, like a black carpet covering the earth.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and could see that these soldiers were all evil spirits, but they were all given blood. If they were puppets, they must have been created by the demons, and their purpose was to protect him.

With his eyes narrowed over the soldiers, Ye Chen looked deeper. At the end of the soldiers' squad, there was a stone platform. On the stone platform, there was a pitch-black coffin. The demon was lying inside, and the source crystal spiritual power that was sucked from was gathered there.

As a ray of cold wind blew, the dust on the soldiers' bodies was blown away, and the evil spirits who were given blood were collectively opened at this moment, with empty eyes and dull expressions. They were really puppets and no one's emotions.

Without orders, these evil soldiers also made attacking postures, holding war spears, rushed towards Ye Chen, and if they were fighting, they would charge to the death.

"Can they stop me?" Ye Chen said lightly, pulling out the peach wood sword, smearing his own blood, blessing the sword energy, sweep out with one sword, and the evil soldiers who charge in front were destroyed on the spot.

During the killing, he walked towards the stone platform step by step without looking sideways. Any evil soldiers rushing towards him were killed by him with one sword, and tens of thousands of evil spirits could not stop him.

Outside the city, martial arts masters and strangers arrived.

But what was embarrassing was that I had no time to breathe in one breath, and I didn't even see what the city gate was like, so I was blown away by the demon hurricane again, like the fallen leaves of the autumn wind, and was blown all over the sky.

Not everyone is as skilled as Ye Chen. Even if they are third-rate characters, they still cannot get in even when they reach the city gate. Even if Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan come, the same is true. If you want to enter the Ghost Prison City, you don’t have hundreds of years of skill, don’t even think about it.

"Where did the wind come from?" The martial arts masters and strangers all cursed each other. They were all here, but they were blown away by a gust of wind. What's more, they are still floating in the sky now?

"I don't believe it." A martial arts senior snorted coldly, his internal strength surged, his robe was fierce, and he buried his head like a blue head, and rushed forward desperately.

The next second, he came back, was blown back by the hurricane, and flew into the distance with everyone's eyes.

Even so, there are still people who don’t believe in evil, but a gust of wind blows over and he believes it all.

It’s strong and you can’t accept it.

"Listen, is there a big battle in the city?" Many people gathered together and raised their ears. The sound of metal collisions was endless, and it was heard from the city of Ghost Prison, and the movement was quite loud.

"There are living people in the city of Ghost Prison?" Everyone looked at each other.

They were scratching their heads, and Ye Chen in the city was killed fiercely. He killed the gods with one sword at a time. The gods blocked the gods and the Buddhas blocked the Buddhas, and used thousands of swords to open the way to the sect. Wherever they passed, they were all turned into ashes.

In just a moment, nearly ten thousand evil soldiers were destroyed and turned into ashes.

Ye Chen was so evil that he walked up to the stone platform step by step with the blood-stained Zhuxian Sword. Every time he took, the sarcophagus trembled, as if he was angry or afraid, and that kind of fear came from his soul.

Because, from Ye Chen, he felt an evil spirit of the emperor, exclusive to the Demon Emperor, that is, this mortal man had slaughtered the emperor of his Demon Realm.

boom!

With a loud bang, the sarcophagus exploded, and the demon jumped out from inside, wearing a pitch-black armor, with bloody hair floating, scarlet eyes covered with blood, and scarlet eyes dyed.

Ye Chen looked calm and his eyes were in the ancient well. He looked through the secret of the demon. He was not a pure demon, but a drop of demon blood left in ancient times. He curled up a trace of residual soul. After the vicissitudes of time, he shaped the human form again.

Unfortunately, this is the ten thousand realms of the heavens. He was innately suppressed and had no origin to provide magic power. Moreover, it was an ancient mortal star, causing him to fall into a state of half-human and half-civilian, with one foot on a mortal and the other foot on a monk.

He is not as good as the Yin Yue Empress. Because of this, he dared not go to the old grave and forcefully rob Yuan Jing, and insisted on fighting with Yin Yue Empress. His chances of winning are less than 40%.

"You... are a mortal after all." The demon grinned.

"I have slaughtered all the emperors. Even if I become a mortal, I will destroy you." Ye Chen said lightly.

"Looking for death." The demon shouted violently, stepped on the gravel platform with a black palm, slapped Ye Chen with a strong demonic wind, and the strong demon wind was cold.
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