The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen stepped into the area covered by Tianyi Mountain, and the surrounding air suddenly became strange.

The monstrous dark red resentment surged towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's devilish energy surged wildly, colliding with the monstrous resentment.

The demonic energy and resentment energy in the air were entangled with each other, and the air was dyed a strange red and black color.

At this moment, a drum sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The sound of drums moved from far to near, causing ripples in the air.

Affected by the sound of the drum, the raging resentment seemed to be pumped with chicken blood, becoming more and more manic.

Xiao Chen frowned. He had never seen such a huge amount of resentment in more than ten thousand years of life.

Xiao Chen moved his fingers lightly a few times, and small black balls emerged from his body, floating around his body.

"Black coffin, big coffin."

Xiao Chen's hands began to quickly seal, and the black ball around him pierced through the air. The mixture of resentment and demonic energy crashed into the black mountain.

A series of black barriers rose from the gaps between the small balls, forming a huge black coffin, shutting the entire mountain inside.

"boom!"

The whole black coffin began to vibrate violently, and the dark red resentment, like a big wave hitting the shore, began to violently impact the black coffin.

Xiao Chen was a little startled, he couldn't be more clear about the sealing ability of his black coffin.

Even if the current strength is very weak, but the power of the divine realm is sealed, it can only be slaughtered.

Now this Black Mountain, the black coffin that can be hit by only resentment is unstable, it seems that before his death, this Black Mountain was definitely above the second realm of the divine way, the realm of annihilation.

It may even be super powerful like the blood god, and it is possible for God to have no limits.

At this time, the air around Xiao Chen began to distort irregularly, and the sound of the drums became more and more intense, like a torrential downpour.

With the encouragement of the drums, the resentment became more and more manic, and cracks appeared on the surface of the black coffin.

Xiao Chen raised his right hand, put it in front of him, and lightly tapped his forehead with his middle finger.

Pointing the middle finger on the forehead, slowly pulling it down, a black crack appeared on the forehead, like the third eye about to open.

"Black Coffin Eternal Night."

The crack on Xiao Chen's forehead suddenly popped open, and a blood-red eye suddenly appeared in the crack.

The red eyes were full of strange runes, and the whole world suddenly darkened, like night descending on the earth.

Above the sky, the treacherously surging black clouds began to spin rapidly under the dark night.

A huge vortex appeared above the sky, and in the very center of the vortex, a red eye appeared, exactly the same as the eye on Xiao Chen's forehead.

The red eyes stared closely at the huge black coffin, and countless mysterious runes appeared on the coffin.

Mysterious runes instantly covered all parts of the black coffin, and the violently shaking black coffin finally calmed down.

The red eyes on the top of the head moved away from the black coffin and began to look at other places.

The black space is like thick ink, and you can't see your fingers. The whole world seems to be in the end of the world.

Only the red eyes on Xiao Chen's forehead glowed blood red.

"You little ones."

Xiao Chen snorted coldly, his body rose from the ground, like a shooting star, smashing into the distance.

"boom!"

A huge crack sounded, and the rapid drumbeat stopped abruptly.

Beyond the mountain, on a desolate open space, a huge tiankeng appeared.

Under Xiao Chen's step, the entire open space was crushed.

Xiao Chen stood quietly in the very center of the big pit, under his feet was a figure in distress, who was stepped on by Xiao Chen, and next to him was a big drum that had already exploded.

Xiao Chen looked at the people under his feet, a little surprised.

Because the person under his feet is not the skinless old man in his imagination, but a young girl.

This girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was tall and thin, and was dressed in tattered black clothes.

The girl's star-like eyes stared closely at Xiao Chen, full of resentment.

Xiao Chen stepped on the girl's feet a little harder.

Blood slowly spilled from the girl's mouth, the girl was also stubborn, even though her face was full of pain, she didn't say a word, she just stared at Xiao Chen tightly.

"Why did you attack me?" Xiao Chen's cold voice sounded, and he looked at the girl indifferently.

Looking at Xiao Chen's merciless eyes, the girl finally showed a trace of fear.

But the girl quickly regained that resentful look in her eyes.

"You killed Grandma, you all deserve to die."

The girl's resentful voice sounded.

Xiao Chen knew that the aunt this girl was talking about should be this fallen Black Mountain.

Xiao Chen thought for a while and said, "Tell me where the Canglang Pavilion is, and I'll let you live."

Xiao Chen has always been a very fair person who exchanged news for his life.

After hearing the name Canglang Pavilion, the girl's stubborn face suddenly changed.

The girl asked tremblingly: "Who are you, how do you know this place?"

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "Many people want to know who I am, but this question doesn't make much sense."

"Last time, where is the Canglang Pavilion?" The strength under Xiao Chen's feet increased a bit.

"Crack, click."

There was a sound of bones rubbing against the girl, there was no need to doubt it, if the girl didn't say anything, Xiao Chen would definitely trample him into a puddle of rotten flesh.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the dense black clouds above the sky were blown away a lot.

The thick night became lighter.

The whistling wind sounded like weeping and complaining.

"You're finally here!"

An old voice sounded from the strong wind, and it clearly entered Xiao Chen's ears.

Hearing this voice, the girl shouted two words with difficulty, "Master."

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and the strength under his feet suddenly increased.

"well!"

The old voice sounded again, "I know where the Canglang Pavilion is, don't make things difficult for the little guy."

Xiao Chen did not lift his foot, but continued to step down.

"I didn't ask you." Xiao Chen said indifferently, his eyes looked in the direction of the voice.

"Wow." The girl spat out a mouthful of blood, and the resentment in her eyes was replaced by panic. Maybe at her age, she had never thought about the word death.

"Xiaowen, tell him, he is the one I am waiting for."

An old voice sounded, and a figure came slowly from the night.

When the girl heard these words, her eyes suddenly brightened.

"I said, I said."

The girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said hastily.

"To the east, the Canglang Pavilion is 800 miles away, but it's very dangerous there."

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't take his foot away, the girl became anxious and said these words extremely fast.

Xiao Chen nodded lightly, and moved his feet away.

The hunched figure finally walked out of the darkness and came in front of Xiao Chen.