It is not dusk, nor is there sunset. However, at this moment, those who overflowed between the world are only endless red blood. The heavy dark clouds pressed on their heads and kept slowly rotating. The red light flashed inside, and the sound of depressing thunder came faintly. On the earth, flowers and plants withered, birds and beasts disappeared, and there was a scattered life everywhere. On the hillside, the green shade of the past is now gone, and the trees are now twisted and twisted, and the bare branches are raised to the sky. At first glance, they are shaped like the sharp claws of thousands of demons, which makes people feel creepy. Suddenly, there are waves of cold winds whistling by, and the sound is as if thousands of ghosts were crying at night. Anyone who hears it will shudder on the spot, as if falling into an ice cave.

This desolate and dilapidated area, with only gloomy and strange atmosphere everywhere, is Mount Emei, which is known as the most important holy place in the world. Even though it has truly seen it with his own eyes, until this moment, Yang Zhao still couldn't believe that everything he saw was indeed real.

Yang Zhao sighed long, feeling very heavy. He thought for a moment, raised his head and looked up at the top of the mountain. His thoughts changed, and the little prince's body immediately left the ground and rose slowly, riding the wind to fly to the top of the mountain. If we talk about martial arts cultivation, regardless of the hidden half-god and half-demons, the King of Henan can now be considered one of the top five in the world. But... no matter how high his martial arts are, he will never be able to fly, right? What's going on? What's more, shouldn't he be in Luoyang now? But how could he appear in Mount Emei, which is located in Shu? And why did Mount Emei, as a Taoist holy land, become like this in front of him?

The previous question obviously does not constitute any doubt for Yang Zhao himself. Even the one who needs to command his body in the current situation seems to be extremely familiar and erect. As for the latter question, it is exactly the purpose of his trip.

The deeper you enter the mountain, the thicker the miasma and mist around you, almost reaching the point where you can't see your fingers. The miasma fog seems illusory, but in fact it contains some cold and evil power. As long as you get a little contaminated with something, it will immediately stick to it like a mud. In addition, the miasma fog and the little prince are born with water and fire. As soon as you enter it, the miasma fog immediately surges from all directions, and gathers thicker. So even Yang Zhao feels like he is trapped in a mud. Every step forward, he must spend a lot of effort to succeed. Fortunately, at this moment, the surface of his body is covered with a layer of flickering light that can effectively block the invasion of miasma. However, the little prince knows that if he delays for too long, this layer of light will gradually become ineffective.

He frowned, hoping to leave the miasma range quickly. But after walking around for a long time, he still couldn't touch the edge of the miasma. The little prince couldn't help but feel a little anxious. At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded not far behind him. He shuddered and naturally stopped and looked back. But he saw that in the mist, a burly figure appeared vaguely. As the figure became clearer and clearer, Yang Zhao also felt the pressure getting heavier.

When the person approached, the little prince gasped on the spot, his eyes contracted violently, and he could hardly believe his eyes. It was because the person in front of him was wearing purple armor, and there was a bright red scar on his face, and his expression was extremely ferocious and fierce. If it weren't for the reign of the overlord Yang Xuangan, who else could it be? The strange-shaped sword he held in his hand had the ferocious aura of no less than the tiger soul, and countless resentful souls were rolling and surging, which was the Hell Thunder Knife after breaking away from Zhang Liang's blood lock!

Yang Xuangan? Has he found the Thunder Sword? But why, he actually appeared in Mount Emei like himself? And how could he see himself at this moment? In an instant, Yang Zhao felt suspicious and faintly noticed that something was wrong. But before he could think clearly, Yang Xuangan opposite him shouted angrily: "Little thief, die obediently!" He had not fallen, and he rushed forward without saying anything, and waved his thunder Sword to the head

The slash was fierce and slashed hard. Yang Zhao was unarmed at this moment, and because of the special situation, he did not dare to rashly use a rush to attack the world, so he had to avoid his attack first. The "Huh~" sounded loudly, and the thunder knife passed by him only a slight difference. Then he stopped and slashed straight to the ground without stopping, and a huge knife mark about three meters long was slashed on the spot. The purple thunder and lightning crackled, and its momentum was as fierce as a mountain collapse. Yang Zhao's heart moved, and the indescribable sense of incongruity became even stronger.

Yang Xuan was useless, and his anger and murderous intent was even more like a turbulent fire burning. He roared and roared, slashing and slashing, and hit the ground and the mountains shook, and instantly destroyed the surroundings. But the more crazy and fierce his attack, Yang Zhao became more relieved. It was just because the "rebirth King" in front of him was as powerful as a mad tiger, not only did he not use any seven purple thunder strikes from beginning to end, but he was completely out of order when he took action, and he was just messy. If the real rebirth King held the thunder knife and took action with all his strength, he was still only at this level, wouldn't that be a big joke?

In an instant, the little prince could already assert that Yang Xuangan was definitely not a real person. Since that was the case, there was no need to worry anymore. He stood firm, took a deep breath subconsciously, raised his arms and raised his hand, turned his wrists upwards, and shouted: "Come on." Before he finished speaking, "Yang Xuangan" showed his fierce look, clenched the knife with both hands, and slashed hard between his waist with all his strength. Yang Zhao did not dodge, and handed the blade with his left hand to hold the "Thunder Knife" tightly, clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and punched forward. The move was very simple, and it could even be said to be simple. However, the power contained in it was really extraordinary. "Yang Xuangan" was hit in his chest and immediately roared. A fierce and dazzling red light appeared in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose at the same time. Then, the whole person burned from the inside to the outside.

In an instant, the Pure Yang True Fire completely burned the fake to ashes, and then condensed into a lifelike fire dragon in the air, hovering around the sky for three times, tilting towards the sky, and making a long roar. This is the great sun fire dragon led by Yang Zhao's own true dragon emperor energy, demons are shaking, and all evils are not invaded. The roaring sound is like ripples and spreading into areas in all directions. Wherever he passes, bursts of chirping and ghosts crying out in the thick miasma fog, but it is like rolling soup and splashing water, disintegrating and dissolution. Just counting from "one" to "ten", the miasma that covered the entire mountainside area has been completely removed, and the vision has returned to normal. But Yang Zhao was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Looking around, I saw countless corpses and bones scattered all over the ground. Among them were birds and beasts, but the most numerous were still humans. There were also many semi-rotten flesh shreds on the corpses, showing that they had become the current situation. In fact, it was not too long. A few strange phosphorus fires were floating in the air, and tens of millions of dead skeletons, in their hollows and eye sockets, there were no exceptions of green and strange lights flashing. It was as if these people were still resentful after death and wanted to turn the world into

All living creatures were pulled down as their companions. Without asking, the copycat version of "Yang Xuangan" just now must be the tricks created by the ghosts in the miasma. Looking at this, those ghosts still have the ability to sense the things that are most feared or feared in the heart of the "prey", and they will manifest them in a similar way. If they did not meet Yang Zhao, then no matter how many people entered the miasma, they would eventually become a bunch of skeletons and bones, becoming companions of these ghosts.

At this moment, under the sweeping of the true dragon emperor energy of the Great Sun Fire Dragon, the thick miasma around had disappeared. But the strange monster lights in the skeleton's eyes only became dim and scattered. Although there was no longer the burning feeling that they had been targeted by them, they still existed. After all, Yang Zhao was not a monk and Taoist priest, and he didn't know how to save the dead souls. What's more, there were other important things waiting for him to do at this moment, and he could do nothing. He could only sigh, and he could not stop his wronged souls from being left behind, and then floated off the ground and flew to the top of the mountain.

Leaving the miasma area, walking along the mountain path. After a short while, a strange peak suddenly popped up in front of him. A steep cliff that was hundreds of feet high stood on the road, cutting off all the way. The cliff was straight as if it were cut, and it was extremely smooth, and there was almost no place for climbing and stepping on it. Unless you have extremely skilled at light skills, ordinary people can only stop here by looking at the Invincible Dragon Bookstore. However, for the little prince, this cliff is naturally difficult for him to stop. If you only need to use the authentic Six Divine Arts Thunder God Speeding pose, you can walk as a car as if you were walking on a flat ground. Now the situation is special, and you can control the air and steer the clouds straight up. Therefore, this cliff is only regarded as a smooth road.

In a moment, I just arrived at the area near the hillside of Mount Emei. The cliff slope slowed down and a wide open space similar to the platform in the middle of the stairs appeared. There was a large dark cave near the edge of the open space. The stinky wind kept blowing out from the cave, which was obviously strange. Yang Zhao had just stepped on the flat ground outside the cave, and suddenly a strange roar came from the ears. A black shadow jumped out from the cave, which was as fast as a wind to strike. The little prince was slightly surprised and grabbed it with his back hand without thinking, "Puff."

~" grabbed the thing straight. He looked at it intently and found that it was a zombie and monster snake with only bones all over his body, but the flesh and blood on his head had not yet completely rotted, and the horn on his head was forked and the tongue core could not stop him from sucking and spitting out. This thing had become such a ghost-like appearance, and it should have died long ago. But the facts were in front of him. Not only was it not dead yet, it was even very fierce. Although it had been firmly grasped by the little prince, it still twisted and struggled desperately, spreading its mouth with sharp poisonous fangs, and trying its best to bite Yang Zhao's hand to revenge.

Yang Zhao frowned in disgust, threw the half-dead zombie monster snake underground with his backhand, and stepped into pieces. The strange snake "hissed~" and a very thin green demonic aura floated out of the bones and rose to the top of the mountain. At the same time, the cave was even more turbulent, as if it had been stabbed in a hornet's nest. Immediately afterwards, a large group of black shadows rushed out of the depths of the cave. All of them were all rotten, but they all produced various terrifying zombies! It seemed that they had smelled the dragon energy of the emperor on the little prince. These half-dead monsters were fierce at the same time, and they were surrounded by viciously. They had to tear Yang Zhao's delicious dishes that were automatically delivered to their door according to their instincts, and then swallowed them again!

The scene in front of him is not only strange, but also more absolutely thrilling! If an ordinary person faced such a scene, he would have to be so scared that his hands and feet were sore and could only be paralyzed on the ground and waited to die. But Yang Zhao was naturally not comparable to ordinary people. Although he was unarmed, he swung his hands casually, using his palms as a knife and pointed them into a sword, and his killing power was not even under the real sword. These zombie monsters looked fierce, and they were indeed sharp-toned and sharp-clawed, but in essence they were just piles of skeletons.

Zi, so fragile that it breaks when it is chopped and dispersed when it is hit. However, these monsters have no pain, and they have broken hands and feet or even their heads. They are only used as a slightest time. After the limbs leave their bodies, they can continue to attack on their own initiative. Unless they are completely crushed and the monster green air hidden in the bones of the corpse are released and dispersed, these monsters can immediately restore the restoration, without any reduction in combat power.

After only a moment of fighting, the little prince felt very difficult. Of course, it was not impossible to clean them up completely, but it had to spend a lot of time and work hard to complete the work. The little prince's current state can only last about two hours, and there is no need to delay it. Since it is useless to consume too much, he no longer continues to get entangled with the monsters. His thoughts change with his heart, and his body immediately drifts with the wind, leaving the group of monsters to fly straight to the golden top of Emei. Although the zombie monsters roared angrily, they tried their best to jump and slam the "prey". Unfortunately, they have no wings and can only jump up a few feet high at most. They are only in the blink of an eye, and have been left without a trace.

The golden peak of Emei is above the peaks, and the Tushita Palace stands in it. It was originally supposed to be the magnificent Jinwudilong Bookstore, with fairy aura lingering, and holy things. However, what Yang Zhao saw when he flew to the top of the mountain was completely different from the scene that "it should" and was completely different. With the sight of it, demonic winds were everywhere and foul air was everywhere. What was even more shocking is that at this moment, the two guards standing left and right in front of the gate of the Tushita Palace.

They were not humans at all, but "demons" with endless evil auras on both sides! They were naked, only with a torn linen around their waists. Their skin was covered with blue scales, and their backs were covered with hideous and ferocious appearance, which made people feel heartbroken. Yang Zhao had never seen such a monster in the past, but at first sight, he still recognized their origins based on the memory in his mind. He couldn't help but feel shocked on the spot, and cried in a low voice: "Hell demon soldiers, hungry demons?!"
Chapter completed!