C3202 (1/2)

”What happened to Jiecheng?” Fang Chen asked.

Once the boundary City, incomparably prosperous, but now, lifeless, as if by the breath of death erosion in general.

Fang Chen's heart is full of doubts, how is this going on? Why are the five kings of the boundary city no longer in the Lord's house? Where have they gone?

A series of doubts came to mind.

”My Lord, since a year ago, there have been unexplained deaths of warriors every day in our city.” The servant said quickly, ”at first, the five kings of Jiecheng didn't pay attention to it. They thought it was just a normal death phenomenon. It was not until this kind of thing lasted for three months that they began to pay attention to it.”

”However, the five kings of Jiecheng disappeared in the process of investigation. Within the boundary City, it seems that there is an invisible force. More and more warriors die every day. Now, the whole boundary city is in fear. Some people say that this is the Revenge of xinshenzong on Jiecheng, while others say that the existence of Jiecheng has angered a powerful man, who is casting magic and killing the people of Jiecheng. ”

In a word, there are rumors all over the city, and people are worried.

”Well?”

Smell speech, Fang Chen frown, it seems that this matter, is specially aimed at the boundary city.

”You said that every day there will be soldiers dying. Where are their bodies?”

”Come with me, my Lord.”

The servant led the way in front of him, and soon he took Fang Chen to the forbidden area behind the city Lord's house.

There, there are a lot of corpses, almost all of them died every day without any reason.

Fang Chen gazed in front of him and found that the bodies were intact. His divine sense shrouded him, and he could not find the injuries on them.

”How did they die?”

Fang Chen pondered.

If someone stealthily hands, it will certainly leave a wound, even if the original spirit annihilates, it will also leave traces.

But now, all the signs are that they died normally.

Fang Chen squints his eyes and stares at these corpses, his face becomes more and more dignified.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

Just as he was meditating, suddenly a melodious voice came from the silent void.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't notice.

”Not good.”

The servant's face suddenly changed, ”my Lord, avoid quickly.”

”What?” Fang Chen Dao.

”This voice, that's the sound. Every time it rings, there will be soldiers dying.” 'said the servant in horror, retreating.

Fang Chen frowned and stomped his feet, suspended in the air.

His powerful divine consciousness rapidly diffuses into the void and seeks the source of sound.

”Play tricks.”

Fang Chen said in a cold voice. With his sleeve and robe thrown away, the majestic power condensed into a long sword, which shot out of the sky in an instant.

”This is...”

When the long sword stabbed into the sky, a strange breath was caught by Fang Chen.

In the void, a wisp of black breath looms.

”The smell of good evil.”

Fang Chen Road, dark eyes, staring at the front.

Whoa!

He reached out, trying to catch the evil.

However, this evil breath seems to have the spirit, quickly dodges away.

”Want to go?”

Fang Chen sneered and used the body method of Dapeng. His speed soared to the extreme. In a blink of an eye, he came before the evil breath.

Hum!

In the sky, the power of sealing and forbidding is falling down, and this piece of heaven and earth is blocked in an instant. The evil breath is suppressed by Fengtian stele.

”This is The power of corpse demons. ”

Fang Chen's divine sense permeates the evil atmosphere, and instantly feels the terrible power coming from his face.

is as like as two peas who killed him.

”Damn it.”

Fang Chen clenched his fist and clenched his teeth. He didn't expect that he had gone for more than a year, and the corpse demons came out to make waves.

”Click!”

Thinking of this, Fang Chen blows out with a fist.

The evil breath is smashed in an instant.

Fang Chen's powerful divine sense, attached to a trace of broken breath, looks for the root.

In a dark gorge not far from the boundary City, a man in black robe, with his palms constantly bound with Dharma Seals, has a black altar in front of him.

Inside the altar, there was a constant stream of evil.

”Use the life of the warrior in Jiecheng to refine my secret treasure, Jie Jie...”

The black robed man laughs darkly, and the whole person is covered with evil breath.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound coming from the altar.

Then, the evil smell around him suddenly broke up.

”What's going on?”