Heavy rain fell, and rain and fog rose.

The rain and fog are filled, and the buildings around its ancient alleys appear a little hazy.

The sword tower that reaches into the sky, the magnificent attic, the magnificent palace, and all kinds of buildings are filled with the atmosphere of vicissitudes.

The buildings are made of stone blocks of unknown origin, and their entire body is a dull blood-red color.

Blood flowed under his feet, Ye Chen walked forward with a sword, the moon god Peiyu in his hand trembled slightly, and sometimes let out a melodious sword groan.

The sound of the sword was instantly drowned out by the sound of rain coming from all over the world, and even sparse screams came from time to time in the ancient alleys.

Outside the Dead City, thousands of bones are piled up, hovering around the Dead City.

In the void, the bones of the green dragon and the bones of the Vermilion Bird persisted for a long time, and the rain that fell merged into the bones one after another, showing an evil glow throughout the body.

Several white bones fell scattered on the ancient alley path, their white bones soaked in blood and water, and there were swords beside them.

The monstrous killing intent permeated the white bones, and these sword weapons had been baptized by the rain of blood for a long time, and the small holes in the pits were all over them.

Gongzi Su Jian frowned slightly, his expression was a little solemn, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "These are the martial artists of the Eight Cold Hells!"

"Martial artists of the Eight Cold Hells?" Ye Chen's figure stopped, his gaze sweeping over the whitish skeletons and the broken sword weapon.

"The style of these sword weapons can only be worn by the enforcers of Eight Cold City, huh!" Gongzi Su took a few steps forward, swept to the white bones, and stared straight at the ring on the hand bones.

The ring was extremely dark, but when soaked in blood, it was blood-black.

"This is the ring of the Dark Lord of Eight Cold City!" "Gongzi Su picked up the swarthy ring, and two handwritings faintly appeared on the ring: Dark!

"The prince has taken control of the Eight Cold City, so the warriors of the Eight Cold City should follow the prince into the sword tomb, these people appear here, doesn't it mean that the prince is also in this dead city!" Ye Chen's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and his gaze fell on the end of the ancient alley.

"Ah!" a terrible scream rang out in the surrounding alleys, not unlike the previous one.

"Vitality?" Ye Chen stared at the churning blood mist in the distance, and faintly, he noticed a trace of vitality fluctuations, "There are people over there!"

Hearing this, Mu Chen and the others looked in the direction Ye Chen was pointing. Most of the towers collapsed and fell on the stone paths, and from time to time clusters of dead fire emerged.

The aftermath echoed through the surrounding sword towers, and then, a series of mournful hiss resounded intermittently.

Ye Chen looked at the moon god Peiyu, who showed a silver light, and whispered, "Let's go!"

There are unknown dangers in this dead city, and there may be the possibility of the fall of the Martial Dao Realm anywhere.

"Ahh

At the same time, the rising blood mist was torn apart by a sword light, and this sword light shot directly at Ye Chen and the others, the sword light was extremely dim, and he was a martial artist.

When this person saw Ye Chen and the others in the distance, his face was overjoyed, and he shouted wildly: "Everyone, save me!"

The last word fell, and a black phantom immediately appeared around this person, and the dead air permeated these black phantoms, and they were all resentful spirits.

Hundreds of resentful spirits sprung up to devour the warrior's figure, and a scream erupted again, and at the same time, a wave of vitality gradually dissipated.

"Click!" was the sound of flesh and blood tearing, hundreds of resentful spirits frantically tore at the corpse, and in just an instant, a white bone fell into the void, splashing blood splatters.

The yin wind gusted, and hundreds of resentful spirits lost their target, and their pupils that seeped with ghostly light looked at Ye Chen and the others in vain.

Hiss! Being stared at by these hundreds of ghostly lights, Leng Feng and the others all felt their scalps tingle, and a cold breath spread out in their hearts.

Hundreds of ghosts roared out, carrying incomparable yin qi, heading straight for Ye Chen and the others, and the churning blood mist turned into blood arrows, whistling in.

The sleeve robe waved, the fire unicorn pressed forward with one hand, and the fire of the unicorn origin gushed out like a tide, and in an instant, a radius of hundreds of zhang turned into a sea of fire, and the resentful spirits that rushed wildly fell into it, and the screams rang out.

One after another, the resentful spirits struggled, and the domineering Qilin Origin Fire directly dissolved the blood around the resentful spirits, and the resentful spirits struggled for a few breaths, and finally turned into the aura of heaven and earth and dissipated.

A strange sound sounded, and the sword tower a hundred meters away collapsed in vain, the huge tower gate was torn apart, and the cold yin wind swept out of it, followed by the blood in the sky.

Ye Chen clearly saw that shadows emerged in the churning blood mist, and his glowing eyes loomed.

The yin wind blew, rolling up the churning blood, and in the midst of the rain, hundreds of resentful spirits appeared in everyone's sight.

"Retreat!" Ye Chen shouted out, his right hand flipped over, and the Qilin Sword stabbed out lightly, bringing up a brilliant sword light.

Hundreds of zhang of sword qi burst out, spinning around the tip of the Qilin Sword, tearing these resentful spirits apart, and hundreds of resentful spirits disappeared into the yin wind again.

The sword eyebrows frowned slightly, Ye Chen looked at the sword tower bathed in blood, in the sword tower, he sensed the pervasiveness of coercion, and at the same time, these sword towers gradually vibrate, and the boulder collapsed, splashing blood splatters.

"Immediately retreat!" Ye Chen's voice was slightly hurried, and before his voice fell, the sword towers around him collapsed, and the yin wind rolled out, and above the collapsed sword towers, shadows emerged, and they were all resentful spirits.

Dense resentful spirits, the cold aura permeated it.

When the resentful spirit saw Ye Chen and the others, it was like a wild wolf that had been hungry for several days seeing a rabbit, and rushed out frantically, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Ahh

The dim soul was directly torn apart by the resentful spirit, and in just an instant, the two spirit martial realms fell.

Ye Chen turned around, his feet stepped in vain, endless thunder surged out all around, and his Qilin Sword swept in all directions, directly obliterating the resentful spirits that rushed wildly.

"Heaven and earth thunder, gather!" Ye Chen roared, ten thousand thunderbolts roared, unstoppable, and one after another resentful spirits were directly turned into ashes under the bombardment of the thunder.

The fire qilin soared into the air, and with a single move, it wiped out hundreds of resentful spirits.

Mu Chen and the others also took out their swords one after another, and the brilliant sword light loomed, and the surrounding space was shattered as a result, and some resentful spirits were directly swallowed up by the turbulence.

Thousands of resentful spirits could not withstand the attack of Ye Chen and the others, and in just a few breaths, thousands of resentful spirits turned into ashes and dissipated.

Despite this, Ye Chen and the others' nerves were still tense all the time.

Ye Chen walked towards everyone with his sword, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, his eyes swept over the surrounding sword towers, and with his keen perception, he could detect the coercion circulating in the sword tower, as well as the cold aura.

Staring at the fluctuations circulating on the sword tower, Ye Chen whispered, "There are some resentful spirits imprisoned in these sword towers, once the sword tower is broken, these resentful spirits will rush out!"

"Everyone gather together as much as possible, and at the same time, you must always pay attention to the situation around you!" Ye Chen's tone was a little solemn, although the strength of these resentful spirits was comparable to the Spirit Martial Realm, but the terrifying thing was that once they were surrounded by these resentful spirits, as soon as the true qi cover was shattered, the rain would fall on their bodies, and the vitality in their bodies would dissipate, which was the most terrifying place. Hearing this, Gongzi Su and the others nodded one after another, and they also noticed the strangeness of these buildings.

Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the ancient alley in the distance, the invisible tearing force was becoming more and more terrifying, and the moon god Peiyu in his hand was gradually unable to suppress it.

The three Moon God Will circulated, and Ye Chen had already used the Moon God Will to suppress Moon God Peiyu.

"Let's go!" Ye Chen said softly, taking the lead in walking forward, his own aura had already converged, and he was afraid that this aura would provoke resentful spirits.

Hearing this, Mu Chen and the others also set off one after another, and the fire qilin was still at the end, responsible for the break.

There is no end in sight to the ancient alley, walking on it, everyone's nerves are tense all the time, and the surroundings are silent again, and only the sound of rain is silent.

This blood rain became heavier and heavier, raising his head to look at the gray sky, and from time to time a brilliant thunderbolt flashed, illuminating the entire world in an instant.

And the rain and fog gradually enveloped the entire dead city, and the surrounding sword towers and palaces gradually became hazy.

Ye Chen and the others walked in the rain and mist with swords, their expressions were slightly tired, they had been walking for nearly three hours, and they had come all the way, in addition to the resentful spirits that suddenly appeared, they had to be careful of the whirlpool of life and death that suddenly appeared.

The roar of the shattering void suddenly hovered beside Ye Chen's ears, intermittently.

Ye Chen's gaze was like a real sword, shooting directly at the rain curtain in the distance. The sword towers and palaces that line it all around have become sparse, and the stone paths are getting wider and wider.

The soul power could only cover a hundred zhang range, and Ye Chen could only perceive the vitality ripples coming from a distance, but could not detect its aura.

"There is someone ahead!" Ye Chen whispered, his breath completely blending into this blood rain. Hearing this, Mu Chen and the others all held the sword weapon and were ready to use the sword at any time.

A few moments later, several brilliant sword lights emerged in the blood-colored rain mist.

The blood-colored rain mist shattered, and several figures shuttled through it, and the coercion shrouded the void in a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Two men shrouded in black mist were fighting fiercely with two middle-aged men in golden robes, and their terrifying will was surging in the void like flowing water.

At the moment when these four figures swung their swords, the surrounding space was a little distorted, and four martial arts realms were formed in this void with a radius of hundreds of zhang, and the power of the domain collided in the void, and the sword qi surged in the martial arts realm like a torrent, and the void collapsed in pieces.

Seeing these figures, Ye Chen's figure stopped, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I finally saw an acquaintance!"