The other side of the bronze giant door.

The sky is dark and red, with no stars and no sun.

It is red meaninglessly, making people feel undepressed.

The enemy is not in the battlefield and the war is in trouble

The earth is empty, a wilderness, with white bones buried everywhere, occasionally circling with crows, bright red eyes, and whine.

Click!

A finger bone was shattered by the boots, and the surrounding crows flew away.

Zhang Ziyou looked up at the gray sky with indifferent eyes.

"What a... a depressing environment." Zhang Ziyou said softly, then continued to walk forward.

"Master, there are already strong spiritual power fluctuations in front of you. It is estimated that the ambush circle of the Shadow Gate is coming soon." The sound of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword sounded at this time, "Master is ready to fight."

The enemy is fighting in the distance

"Yes." Zhang Ziyou nodded lightly, and her progress did not slow down.

In this empty wilderness, only Zhang Ziyou is moving forward slowly, and no one else can be seen.

This space is a small space opened separately by the Shadow Gate, which is similar to Shushan of Shushan Sword Sect. However, Shushan is a spiritual world that has been naturally formed since ancient times, and the place where the Shadow Gate is located was obviously opened manually.

Although under the preface, Shushan’s spiritual energy is abundant farther away, and there are many fairy birds, there are only crows in this place. However, the place where the Shadow Gate is located is obviously more dangerous, and the strength demonstrated by the Shadow Gate is also far away from Shushan.

In this world, no one in the cultivation world has ever heard of a monk who can open up a small world alone.

Soon, Zhang Ziyou stayed in the wilderness and looked into the distance.

In the sight, a hanging island floated in the sky. The island was pitch black, and the surroundings were filled with black air, and strangeness was everywhere.

"It's this..." Zhang Ziyou naturally muttered to herself, holding the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword tightly.

Ga! Ga! Ga! Ga!

A strange sound rang around, and a black magic array appeared under Zhang Ziyou's feet, and endless black light swallowed Zhang Ziyou.

Around the wilderness, many monks wearing silver masks and black robes appeared in the air, looking indifferently at Zhang Ziyou who was swallowed by the black light, and his robe was windless.

All those monks have terrifying auras and the weakest are all the strength to overcome tribulation!

Looking around... there are hundreds of tribulation monks appearing around Zhang Ziyou!

If such strength appears in the Chinese cultivation world, it will be enough to sweep away all levels of forces.

Even the Dragon Division, one of the strongest forces in the Chinese cultivation world before, had only three or four cultivators with the power to pass the tribulation stage.

This grand scene is enough to make all monks stunned! All major forces tremble!

"All units should note that the enemy has the bloodline of the Demon Emperor and holds the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, which is extremely dangerous."

"All the formations of hundreds of demons below the Sanxian are restrained on the outside, and the Sanxian is formed into the divine formation and resists pressure on the front."

"The immortal used the immortal to form the Immortal Zhuang formation and gave the witch a fatal blow. Everyone! The witch cannot be allowed to enter the branch headquarters!"

A huge sound came from the sky, and the monks around quickly formed a formation, and one terrifying magic circle after another lit up from the ground, with a terrifying aura.

At this time, a blood-red light shone out from the black light that devoured Zhang Ziyou. Then the black light beam shattered, and a terrifying sword energy soared into the sky, directly splitting the sky!

Zhang Ziyou stood at the center of the magic circle holding the soul-devouring demon sword, surrounded by red sword energy and black demon energy, and bright red silk danced wildly with the wind.

The monks around were rushed out by Zhang Ziyou's violent aura, and many magic circles were shattered before they were condensed.

"No, the Demon-Suppressing Array is broken! It's broken too quickly!"

"Form a formation! Form a formation! Don't be in trouble!" A scattered immortal was struggling to resist Zhang Ziyou's violent momentum and shouted hysterically.

Sun Yuanke Yuan's cool balls and cold matches

Zhang Ziyou instantly locked in the Sanxian who was commanding, with a trace of red light flashing across his eyes and a slight hint of his mouth.

"It's so much!"

The next moment, Zhang Ziyou turned into a red light and flew past Sanxian, and the sword blade of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword had blood beads spilled.

A blood mark appeared in the Sanxian's throat, his eyes became empty, and he fell from the sky powerlessly, falling to the ground, and there was no sound.

The blood-red sword energy danced around, and several tribulation cultivators who had no time to hide were cut in half by the sword energy and died instantly.

Before the Shadow Gate started fighting, the magic circle arranged was broken by Zhang Ziyou. Several monks and a scattered immortal were killed... Such heavy losses allowed the Shadow Gate powerhouses to have a deep understanding of Zhang Ziyou's strength, and fear couldn't help but emerge in their eyes and slowly retreated backwards.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were filled with fear, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more evil. He used the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword to draw a hole in his left hand, and bright red blood flowed out, flowing through the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword's body.

All the strong men looked at Zhang Ziyou blankly, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in their hearts.

"Then the killing...begin."

Zhang Ziyou's cold voice sounded in the ears of every Shadow Gate strongman. Zhang Ziyou's bright red blood dripped from the tip of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, and the space instantly became dark red!

The violent sword intent filled the surroundings, and endless sword shadows spread across the sky!

The powerful men from the Shadowmen Pavilion looked at the sword shadows all over the sky, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

The secret learning of the Yang who is not good at the enemy is not good at the same time

"Just kidding..."

The red light flashed, the sword rain fell, and the earth shook.

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream echoed in the sky.

The killing begins completely.

...

The ghost enemy studies are not far away by Leng Tai.

At this moment, the Magic City, the Black Market Boxing Conference venue.

All the monks at the venue stared blankly at the auction table, not daring to speak or move.

Zhang Xiaoyou was completely unconscious at this moment, and Zhang Xiaoyou's soul was completely peeled off from his body under the guidance of the Evil Emperor.

Zhang Ziling quietly hugged Zhang Xiaoyou's body, stood up and looked straight ahead.

Zhang Xiaoyou's soul floated in front of Zhang Ziling, and looked at his transparent arms in confusion, but he didn't understand what he had given birth.

In the venue, everyone except Zhang Ziling could not see Zhang Xiaoyou's soul.

The secret love of the ghost master

In the eyes of the monks, they only saw Zhang Ziling quietly holding Zhang Xiaoyou, staring at one direction, not knowing what they were looking at.

The crystal of the secret hatred of the ghost master's sect...

Although the monks didn't know what Zhang Ziling was doing, no one dared to ask questions. Each of them chose to stand quietly and look at Zhang Ziling.

Without the permission of the Nine Emperors, no one dared to act rashly.

Even though there were already many monks with assistance outside the venue, the people in the venue were still unmoved.

The only grandson of the corpse is revealed by Yueyang

They believed that what the Nine Emperors needed at this moment was just quiet.

And those who disturb the Nine Emperors... will only welcome destruction.

Jieyuan Ke's enemy, love, and enemy, Yang Hou Taifeng

The enemy of the Yuanke, the enemy of the art institute, Yanghou Taifeng, is at the Magic City, and the Black Market Boxing Association.

Many big figures of the big forces who are still alive began to quietly notify their rescue personnel to stand by, forbid them from rushing in without authorization, and stop others by the way.

Although no one dared to speak or make a sound, the big guys kept making small moves.

After all, if someone rushes in without sensibility, he will have to be buried with him... it is not just as simple as the lives of a few people rushing in.

Zhang Ziling did not pay attention to those people's small actions. Now Zhang Ziling was just looking at Zhang Xiaoyou's soul quietly.

In Zhang Xiaoyou's soul, a light blue crystal was emitting a faint halo.

Zhang Ziling could feel the most familiar breath from that crystal.

That crystal...

It is part of Ziyou's soul that the Evil Emperor integrated into Zhang Xiaoyou's body.
Chapter completed!