Chapter 700

In this city of death, Daoren Lu saw the shroud of Suiren.

This is indeed a strange thing, a strange thing that belongs only to this plane.

As a Taoist body, Dao Ren Lu would never have the so-called shroud, and even his blood was some Taoist rules...

In this world, the shroud of Suiren is the divine blood of Suiren.

Because of the fact that a few drops of Suiren's blood were stained, the shroud had greater power.

"The shroud of Suiren should not be something that an evil person can possess."

Daoren Lu looked at him and saw that the body of a ghost was completely covered by the wide shroud, making it difficult to see the true appearance clearly. Only a pair of eyes could see it, like a miserable green ghost fire was beating, without any soul fluctuations, only the stench of the rotten corpse and the tragic evil spirit.

The tall black shadow walked silently, only the shroud kept making terrible trembling sounds in the cold wind, and a pair of eyes of death stared coldly into the distance.

I don’t know if I’m looking at the scenery or watching Daoren Lu.

However, the next moment, it was wiped out and the shroud stopped in the void.

"The world is full of messy history, I really don't know what people say."

Dao Ren Lu took Xiao Chen and Monk Yizhen to wander in the dead city, and it was obvious that there were many strange weapons attacking the ancient celestial monument.

The golden divine halberd was surrounded by countless divine lights. The oppressive feeling like mountains and seas made people feel heavy in their hearts. The sharp halberd blade flashed with a cold light, making people sting their eyes.

The huge brass Bagua rotation seems to contain the most mysterious laws in this world, and each rotation is followed by countless laws.

The dazzling Buddha wheel burst out endless Buddha light. Although it is the most compassionate Buddha's weapon, once it shows its might, it is extremely violent, as if it is about to penetrate the sky.

A unique seal spreads across the sky, as big as a mountain. Just by watching, it makes people feel that it is extremely heavy and shocked. The iron seal is black and has a touching power.

These weapons have great origins. The Black Iron Seal once smashed my son into flesh paste, making his soul reunited 800 years later.

The Golden Divine Halberd once set the Buddha's previous life on Tongtian Peak forty-nine days, allowing him to shed all the Buddha's blood and die.

The brass Bagua is even more suspected to be the weapon of Fuxi's ancestor god.

The horn of the Ancestral Dragon and the divine claws of the Ancestral Dragon are also items left by the undisputed ancestor god. Although these objects may have lost a certain degree of divinity over countless years, they ultimately have unpredictable abilities.

Dao Ren Lu was not interested in the battle between these weapons. However, when Xiao Chen saw the stone carvings, he felt that an ancient stone carving was deeply imprinted in his mind.

When he was young, he obtained an ancient stone carving practice map in the Yellow River and has been practicing until now. Now, he finally got the follow-up picture of the exercises he practiced here!

Moreover, in the complex and complex carvings of pictures, he also discovered that four free moves were mysterious killing styles. Although only four were made, they had a great impact on Xiao Chen.

The first one in the Four Records San Hand is very similar to the "Eight Demon Suppression Method" of Killing God, but it is much more profound than the "Shen Shen Shu", and the second one in the Four Records San Hand is somewhat similar to the "Three Regulations on Rebellion". The third one in the Four Records San Hand is somewhat similar to the "Eight Methods of Suppressing Demons", while the fourth one is actually somewhat similar to the "Five Killings of Collapse".

The four free moves on the ancient god monument are just four gestures, but such a simple engraving highly summarizes endless changes. Perhaps this is the so-called simple way.

The legendary three styles of rebellion, eight methods of suppressing demons, and five killings can all be evolved from a single move, and they are many times more profound and exquisite than that.

The way is simple... The way is simple!

Xiao Chen whispered these four words repeatedly, and the last four spoiled hands were named by him: Killing God, Rebellion, Suppressing Demons, and Cracking!

This is also the opportunity he got from the city of death.

"This dead city has no other meaning, let's go back."

Daoren Lu moved his heart slightly, took a step forward, and left the dead city again.

However, the fluctuations caused by the arrival of the Dead City on Dragon Island are still expanding.

As the Dead City arrived, the major dragon clans had magical powers again and tried to attack the Dead City.

But unfortunately, they did not succeed.

Seven days later, the fluctuations in the Dead City gradually subsided, and the golden Buddha wheel flew back again and was re-embedded on the gate of the Black Dead City.

Many powerful barbarian dragons also left the Dead City, and the most powerful magical powers on these dragon islands are disappearing again.

No dragon clan could fly, and they returned to the state of beasts again.

Finally, the dead city in the sea of ​​bones gradually became empty and finally disappeared from the boundless white bones.

The only trace left by this shocking incident was the blood rain all over the sky. There were still traces left by the blood rain near the center of Long Island.

There is no clue at all, it seems that the arrival of the dead city is just announcing its existence...

And something strange happened. A strange devil continued to appear, plundering the lives of monks on the island. No one was the opponent of the terrifying devil, and no existence was his enemy.

The Devil is a pale young man with a red birthmark on his left hand, but he is extremely powerful and no one on the island is his opponent.

Many monks united with the natives on the island and finally knew the origin of the devil.

The terrifying devil has been traveling on the island and has lived for countless years.

The devil is the only evil ghost who escaped from the black dead city. He constantly plunders the vitality of living people and transforms the yang energy. This kind of abuse has been going on for countless years.

Originally, this devil should have been revived for a long time, and he was truly extraordinary, but the strange seal on Dragon Island imprisoned him. No strong man could exceed the realm of a demigod, and gods were not allowed to appear on Dragon Island.

This terrifying devil was suppressed by the celestial monument of Dragon Island and could only fall into endless reincarnation and was difficult to escape.

Of course, Daoren Lu knew the origin of this devil. He was once the reincarnation of Chi You, the legendary leader of the Demon Sect. He created the Demon-Breaking God and the world-renowned master of the Demon-Breaking Art.

Such an existence fell on Dragon Island. Although he has not recovered his cultivation level, the experience between life and death has given him infinite potential, and it is not far away to reach the top again.

"May I ask, can I borrow this holy tree?"

On this day, the devil came to Xiao Chen.

To be more precise, he found the little beast Keke.

He wanted to borrow a colorful holy tree from Ke Ke.

"Yayayayaya."

The little beast shook his head spiritually, and glared at Xiao Chen's shoulders with big eyes wide open, glaring at the devil in the fog.

The little tree is a holy tree that grows with it, and it is also its food ration. After being abandoned by its parents, only this little tree has been with it.

"I just borrowed it from a little guy. I will definitely return it to you in the future, and I will definitely repay you heavily."

The devil showed a gentle look and showed a pale smile at Ke Ke.

The snow-white little beast Ke Ke still shook his head.

This thing is too precious and it doesn't want to lose it.

"For your previous life, I can help you."

The figure of Daoren Lu appeared, towards the devil.

"Do you know my past life? Can you tell me some news about my past life?"

The devil was very sharp, and a bloody color surged from his pale face, and there were few fluctuations on his calm face, which he was obviously very excited.

He obviously couldn't keep calm when talking about his past life.

"Your previous life was Chiyou, and you were the leader of the Demon Sect. As for other memories, only you can find them yourself."

Daoren Lu shook his head and looked at the colorful sacred tree in Ke Ke's hand: "But I can help you get a colorful sacred tree."

"Master."

Xiao Chen was shocked.

"Don't panic."

Daoren Lu smiled and stretched out his hand and a long river of time emerged from the void.

There is the present of the colorful sacred trees in this long river, and the past of the colorful sacred trees.

"I heard that the leader of Tongtian Sect founded the Jie Sect in the Great World of the Great Desolation. I wonder if his Jie Dao can do such a thing?"

Dao Ren Lu reached out and grabbed it and cut off the colorful holy tree that had been in the previous moment from the long river of time.

In the field, there was another colorful holy tree.
Chapter completed!