Ye Chong watched this scene with a cold expression. Then he saw the Haotian Tower flying out of his spiritual platform and floated above his head. A heavy light hanged, covering him in it.

At the same time, Ye Chong took out the Nine Heavens Coffin and was ready to take action at any time.

As for the Seven Killing Sword, Ye Chong hid in the dark and was ready to slash out with one sword at any time, so that these peak holy emperors could understand that the Emperor's soldiers were not so easy to rob.

"Well, there are really a lot of good things. This one is the embryo of the Emperor's Soldier, right? You're still waiting for me. The three of us are worried about not knowing how to distribute the things on you. Now it seems that the number is enough." The golden giant sneered repeatedly, and a bright light appeared in his eyes at this moment. He was about to step out and take action.

However, just as his body moved, his body suddenly shivered, and a faint black aura appeared on the originally golden body at some point.

Almost at the same time, the dragon and the dragon turtle changed their expressions, and a faint black appeared on their surface. These blacks were like chains, runes, and toxins, wrapped around their bodies, causing their faces to change greatly, and forced them to fight with all their might at this moment.

"The ancient curse actually broke out early. This place is indeed not so easy to enter, and it must return as soon as possible!" The three peak holy emperors looked at each other, all of whom were extremely shocked and angry.

There are ancient curses in the bodies of both natives and native peoples, which have been like this from generation to generation. Generally speaking, except for some specific areas, natives and native peoples can only cure those ancient curses in their own native places. In other places, once the curse breaks out early, they must return as soon as possible, otherwise they will be destined to die.

Normally, the small underworld belongs to the realm that indigenous and indigenous peoples can descend, but Lingyuan and the others are absolutely unable to enter. This time, they have been beside the Lingyuan for too long, which has touched the ancient curse.

"boom"

These three peak holy emperors were full of reluctance. They joined forces to capture and kill Ye Chong at the last moment.

"Clang"

Ye Chong's expression was cold, and the Seven Killing Sword suddenly appeared on the sky, instantly crossing the sky, leaving several sword marks, falling to the lower part at an unimaginable speed.

"What a terrifying sword intent, retreat!" The three peak holy emperors changed color at the same time. The sword intent on the Seven Killing Sword was too terrifying. Zuo Qiuxian's lesson was still in front of him. Even the peak holy emperor was unwilling to face the Seven Killing Sword at this moment.

However, the target of Ye Chong's sword was not these three peak holy emperors, but slashed towards the place where the Lingyuan was. With the falling of this sword light, the terrifying chaotic mist soared into the sky at this moment, directly forming a terrifying wave of air, rolling towards the sky.

"ah"

The screams came out, and the dragon was swept by a trace of mist, and there was no time to escape. At this moment, half of its body rotted and almost pierced on the ground.

These black mists are like mediums, which can cause ancient curses in the bodies of these indigenous and indigenous peoples, making everything even more terrifying when these curses strike.

"Damn it, how did this Ye Chong know that the black fog is a medium?" The dragon turtle was very angry. At this moment, its turtle shell was half rotten and had to flee desperately. Where can I have time to suppress Ye Chong?

The golden giant also looked unwilling at this moment. He stared at Ye Chong and then turned around and fled. Because he understood that if he didn't run away, he might fall into Ye Chong's hands and die in great atrocities.

Ye Chong's expression was cold. This was one of the methods he had thought of for a long time, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good. At this moment, he took back the Seven Killing Sword, sacrificed the Qing Emperor's bronze block, and approached the place where the Ling Abyss was. He saw more clearly that the black fog in this area rose like boiling water, making people feel extremely cold. It seemed that as long as you get close, something would penetrate into your body.

"Are these part of the ancient curse? These black fogs are full of weirdness. If they are allowed to enter the body and come into contact for a long time, they will most likely form an irreversible curse... Is this why there are curses in the bodies of the indigenous people?" Ye Chong said to himself, guessing, but everything is not necessarily right.

At this moment, with the surging black fog, the entire Kucheng was gradually shrouded in black chaotic fog, and many indigenous peoples screamed shrillly and fled wildly.

The simple black mist does not have much lethality, but it can trigger the ancient curse in the bodies of these indigenous and indigenous peoples because they directly rot into corpses on the ground.

Although those trialists would not be implicated, they were not fools. Naturally, they understood that the black fog was strange, so soon, those trialists left the small underworld like flying and did not dare to stay.

Including Ye Chong himself, he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, but left quickly.

On this day, the entire holy ruins shook again. Ye Chong was just a sword, which actually caused such a huge change in the Little Underworld. Three peak holy emperors threw away their armor and had to flee. Many indigenous people and natives died because of this chaos.

Such a thing was shocking, but it also made many indigenous people and indigenous people feel cold sweat all over.

It can only be said that Ye Chong's methods were really too intense. In the eyes of many people, it was a matter of being able to win, but unexpectedly the result was so.

However, after this incident, the peak Holy Emperors who had originally walked out of their tribes and tribes and wanted to secretly chase Ye Chong were dormant and did not dare to appear for the time being. Because in their eyes, Ye Chong was like a madman. Once he was forced into a hurry, God knew what he would do? Therefore, at this moment, the indigenous and indigenous people really didn't dare to provoke him.

For the time being, Ye Chong's safety is guaranteed, but no one knows how long he can be safe.

...

In a small world where birds sing and flowers scent, the buildings in this place are covered with spiritual energy everywhere, and occasionally white cranes fly by in the air, looking like a fairyland on earth.

The styles of these buildings are beyond the ancient style, and only those with vision can see that these large buildings should be part of the ancient heaven.

"Well, I didn't expect that I could force so many peak holy emperors to retreat. Ye Chong is indeed extraordinary!" In an ancient palace, a young figure slowly stood up. This person's appearance was human, but there was a black horn on his forehead, which looked a bit weird.

"Ye Chong can be said to be the greatest hope for the human race to achieve enlightenment in this life. Even if our holy race cannot achieve enlightenment in this life, we must find ways to make the race unable to achieve enlightenment. Otherwise, my holy race will have no peace." Deep in the palace, there was an old figure. His aura was terrifying, and he couldn't tell what realm it was, but at this moment he opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Ha, my father had already arrived back then. My incompetent brother was destined to have a disaster, so he sealed me here. Now it's time for me to be born. Maybe I should thank Ye Chong!" The young strong man with horns on his head spoke slowly.

"The Demon Emperor has always made perfect plans, but he can't calculate anything about you, you are only able to calculate chaos. The Demon Emperor once said, "Young Master, you may be the revival of my holy clan in the future, but I don't know whether you can do it. Young Master, you were the Heavenly Holy Emperor, and now your strength is far above the Demon Emperor, so you should push the holy ruins." The old voice spoke.

"My incompetent brother is actually not that weak, but he has too many choices and has lost his eyes. But you can rest assured, although I can be born and have to bear Ye Chong's love, but no matter how unbearable the Demon Young Emperor is, he is also my brother. I must take action and avenge him. Don't worry." The young figure slowly walked out of the hall.

His identity is so amazing. He is also the parent-child of the Demon Emperor's first demon clan back then. He is the brother of the Demon Young Emperor who has fallen, named Mo Kun.

At this moment, he was officially born and came only for Ye Chong.

...

At the edge of the small underworld, in a remote cave, Ye Chong walked out of the sky at this moment and stared at the sky.

When everyone thought he could not appear in the Little Underworld again, he came to this place again and found a suitable place to retreat.

"This little underworld is dead. No outsiders will appear for a while. This place is suitable for me to heal my wounds and also for me to go further." Ye Chong said to himself, and then he let the small cherry appear to protect his Dharma. He began to swallow a large amount of medicine kings and holy medicines. In the end, almost all the spiritual medicines he got from the Killing Emperor and others were swallowed completely.

This time he caused the changes in the little underworld and got this precious time point, so it was naturally impossible to miss it.

In the end, Ye Chong swallowed all the drops of immortal medicine he had obtained from the Demon Young Emperor that day, and finally repaired his injuries.

However, there is no way to get the Dao injury. Only after his cultivation level has been broken through and his Tao takes a more critical step can he solve the hidden dangers on the Dao. Because Dao injury is actually a manifestation of Ye Chong's imperfect Taoism.

After repairing his injuries, Ye Chong began to prepare for retreat, but when he was halfway through, someone came to the small underworld.

This young man was wearing a black robe, which was very exquisite, as if woven from dark immortal gold mixed into silk thread. This was not only a robe, but also a magic weapon at the embryonic level of the Emperor's Soldier, which was extremely powerful.

There was a black horn on the forehead of this young man, but the existence of this horn made him look more handsome, majestic, and calm.

He just carried his hands on his back, staring at where Ye Chong was, and said, "Are you the first Ye Chong of the human race?"

"Yes, who are you?" Ye Chong turned around, stared at the figure, and spoke slowly.

"My name is Mokun." The man in black robe said lightly. At this moment, he had an unspeakable aura. He seemed to be able to see through the vicissitudes of the great way at a glance and look down at the end of the world. He was staring at Ye Chong coldly, as if in his eyes, Ye Chong was just an ant.

Although everyone is a young man, he should be almost the same age as he looks, but for some reason, this young man looks like a supreme demon emperor. He can look down at the world. There are heaven, earth and all things rising and falling in his eyes. He just stared at Ye Chong contemptuously, not caring at all.

But in fact, his realm should only be equivalent to Ye Chong, and should not be so arrogant.

"Demon Clan? Did they come for the death of the Demon Young Emperor?" Ye Chong frowned slightly and spoke indifferently.

"That's my brother. Although he is not a good weapon, he is his brother after all." Mo Kun said calmly.
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