Where is Xiao Chen? What is his way?

No one knows about it, and few people pay attention to it, except for those who are friends and confidants. In this world today, who will remember the incomparable edge of the Qinglong King five years ago, who pressed the entire young generation of Kunlun and couldn't raise his head.

In the vast Tianwu Domain of the Kunlun Continent, there are eighteen states in the south alone, and the land of one state is comparable to the area of the entire Qin State in the Firmament Realm.

The original Haotian Prefecture was the most prosperous state among the eighteen southern states.

But a big battle between the Shinto Alliance and Haotian Sect made this Haotian Prefecture completely become a dime a dime, after the war. Many mountains and rivers have been changed, mountains have been razed to the ground, cities have been turned into wasteland, and plains have become deserts.

There are also many souls who have died in battle, floating in this ruined land all year round, no matter where you look at it, this place is not suitable for long-term residence.

After the war, Ying Zongtian used his supreme strength to make the entire Haotian City fly into the air, and moved away from Haotian Prefecture. This ruin, uninhabited for a long time, has become even more desolate.

The original Starfire City has now become a cemetery, where a large number of Martial Emperors are buried, as well as a larger number of Quasi-Emperors, as well as Martial Saints.

The five major clans, all of them, the human race, the demon race, the ghost race, the corpse race, and the god race are all in this place, leaving countless corpses.

At present, in the entire Haotian Prefecture, the only place that has a little popularity is here. Often, relatives, friends, and disciples of the deceased come to pay respects.

The sky of Starfire City is always blood-colored, the light is dim, and in the sky, a group of blood crows will fly from time to time, which is said to be the sins of the Blue Dragon King Xiao Chen.

If you want to come here to pay respects, you have to be careful, these blood crows are extremely dangerous. After being entangled by it, it was difficult for the Great Heavenly Martial Emperor to get out.

There was even an example of the Great Heavenly Rank Martial Emperor being eaten alive by the Blood Crow, which was extremely terrifying.

On this day, in Starfire City, a group of Terran warriors came, with sacrifices. Three men and two women, except for the leading man, who has the cultivation of the little heavenly martial emperor, the highest of the four people in the adventure is the quasi-emperor cultivation.

"Brother Feng, a large group of blood crows just flew over, and we have two hours to go in to pay tribute to the master. ”

A thin man who went to inquire about the situation, his face was still a little childish, and his body was agile and said to the leading man.

The man in the lead, named Ling Feng, was handsome, but he was in his thirties. At a young age, he has reached the cultivation of Emperor Tianwu, and he should be a rising star who broke out in the golden age.

There are many similar rising stars in this golden era, unknown before becoming an emperor, and after becoming an emperor, they are blockbusters.

"Brother Feng, can we go in now?" A girl next to her said with tears in her eyes: "Today is my father's sacrifice day, it's getting dark, I don't want to miss it." ”

The other companions also looked at Ling Feng, and it was obvious that they were all headed by him.

On the gravel, Ling Feng didn't speak, he casually picked up the long knife and got up to look at the west. In that extremely distant sky, under the blood clouds, a trace of remnant sun could be faintly seen.

"Wait, there have been demon warriors coming to hunt blood crows recently, and it's not easy to run into them. Ling Feng was not very old, but he was extremely calm: "Little Liu, you go around and take a look, remember to be careful." ”

"Well, listen to Brother Feng. ”

Xiao Liu grinned and flashed out.

"Brother Feng, with your strength, where is the need to be afraid of those demon warriors. The Martial Emperor of the Three Heavens is not your opponent, and the Demon Warriors will definitely come and die as many as they come. ”

"Yes, even Bai Ruxue, the leader of our Tianwu Domain, said that you are the last gifted swordsman in the Tianwu Domain, not inferior to the Queen of the Sword King. ”

The companion was unimpressed, and was quite confident in Ling Feng's strength.

Ling Feng smiled and didn't speak, he had seen real masters and knew the gap between himself and those older swordsmen. He will not belittle his talent and look down on himself, nor will he be arrogant and look down on himself.

As for the Demon Clan Warrior, if it wasn't for the Demon Realm Imperial Clan's Warrior, he was not afraid.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what happens, it's better to be cautious when dealing with people.

Half an hour later, when it was almost completely dark, Xiao Liu came back and did not find the figure of the demon warrior.

Ling Feng took the lead and said decisively: "Let's go, we only have half an hour, a little faster." ”

"No, it's still an hour and a half before the blood crow comes?"

"Be careful, I don't feel right. Ling Feng didn't look back and didn't explain much.

After a moment, Ling Feng stopped and looked ahead in a bit of a daze.

In front of the field of vision, there is a shocking cemetery, in the dim light, grave headstones are erected in the wind.

The blood clouds in the sky made all the graves covered with a faint blood-colored light curtain. From a distance, it looks like bloody graves, erected in the ruins.

The wind blew, bringing a cold and desolate smell, and faintly, a trace of the wailing of the unjust soul could be heard, hidden in the wind.

Several people walked forward, strolling through the cemetery, and the memorial on the tombstone was shocking.

"The tomb of my father Liu Xue, at the invitation of my friend Haotian Supreme, came to guard Haotian Sect and died for Xiao Chen's Dharma protector!"

"Family teacher Dongfang Jing, at the invitation of his friend Haotian Supreme, died for Xiao Chen's Dharma protector!"

"Uncle Baiwu,...... Die for Xiao Chen's Dharma protector!"

"Zhang Feng of the Divine Dao Alliance, the Sixfold Heavenly Martial Emperor, died in the melee because of Xiao Chen's tragedy!"

"Die for Xiao Chen's Dharma protector!"

"Because of Xiao Chen's tragedy, he died in the melee!"

Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen! In every tombstone, the word Xiao Chen is vividly outlined with blood.

Blood represents ominous, blood represents hatred, and blood represents anger.

Hatred, ominousness, and anger seem to be the silent accusations of the warrior buried here, Xiao Chen.

Although it was not the first time he had been here, Ling Feng was still shocked by this, it was hard for him to imagine that so many Martial Emperors would die because of one person.

It is even more unimaginable that when there is only one step left in the emperor road, the green dragon king who was in the sky back then would jump off the emperor road desperately.

In the end, what kind of person is that.

"The master's graveyard has arrived. ”

Several people stopped in front of a grave, and on the tombstone, the tomb of his father Liu Yuan was written, and he died for Xiao Chen's protector.

The girl next to Ling Feng, after seeing the tombstone, couldn't help the tears in her eyes anymore.

The others present were all disciples of the owner of the tombstone, and their hearts were extremely heavy and difficult to suppress.

"It's really not worth the master's death, for a merciless and unrighteous person, to protect the Fa. ”

"Even if it is to open the emperor's door, he finally lives up to the master's kindness, but this person jumped down at the last step. ”

The disciple of the deceased obviously hated Xiao Chen so much that he didn't even want to mention his name.

Ling Feng frowned, looked around, and said, "It's time, we're leaving." ”

"Brother Feng, let me accompany my father. Liu Yun, the daughter of the deceased, looked at Ling Feng and pleaded.

Ling Feng couldn't bear to look at the girl's gaze, and sighed, "Then let's stay for a while." ”

A quarter of an hour later, when everyone was about to leave after the memorial service, several crows sounded from the sky.

"Blood Raven!"

The faces of the five people changed at the same time, at this time, how could there be blood crows flying.

Ling Feng's eyes froze, and when he looked up, as expected, behind the four or five blood crows, there was a man laughing wildly and chasing after him.

As he got closer, the demonic aura on the man's body became more and more obvious, this was a Demon Realm Blood Clan martial artist.

Poof!

A burst of blood light flew out, and five blood crows were swept by, and one after another sins dispersed, pouring into the blood man's body, and were calmly refined by him.

"Comfortable, if I refine some more sins, my blood martial arts will be able to go one step further!"

The blood clan man laughed wildly, and suddenly his gaze swept and landed on Ling Feng and his party.

And Ling Feng also happened to see the purple mark on this person's eyebrows, and his heart suddenly sank, a child of the Demon Realm Royal Family.