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

The monstrous dark red resentment surged forward and hit Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's devilish energy surged violently, colliding with that monstrous resentment.

The devilish energy and resentment in the air are entangled with each other, and the air is dyed in a weird red and black color.

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

The sound of drums from far to near brings ripples in the air.

Affected by the sound of the drum, the raging resentment became more and more mad.

Xiao Chen frowned, such a huge grievance that he hadn't seen it a few times in ten thousand years.

Xiao Chen moved his fingers lightly, and small black **** appeared from his body, floating around his body.

"Black Coffin·Great Coffin."

Xiao Chen's hands began to form extremely fast, and the small black ball beside him cut through the air. The mixture of resentment and demonic energy crashed into the black mountain.

A black barrier rises from the gap between the small **** to form a huge black coffin, which encloses the entire mountain.

"boom!"

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

Xiao Chen was a little frightened. He couldn't understand the sealing ability of his black coffin better.

Even though the current strength is very weak, but the power of the first stage of the gods is sealed, there is only a place to be slaughtered.

Now this Black Mountain, the black coffin that can be hit by just grievance is unstable, it seems that before his death, this Black Mountain is definitely above the second state of the gods, the state of annihilation.

It may even be a super power like the blood god, and the gods are endlessly possible.

At this time, the air around Xiao Chen began to be irregularly distorted, and the drums became more and more dense, like a torrent of rain falling violently.

With the encouragement of the drums, the resentment became more and more frantic, and the surface of the black coffin was actually shaken out of cracks.

Xiao Chen raised his right hand and placed it in front of him, gently tapping his **** on his forehead.

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

"Black Coffin·Yongye."

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

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

Above the sky, the treacherously surging black clouds began to spin at extreme speed under the dark night.

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

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

Mysterious runes spread across all parts of the black coffin in an instant, and the violently shaking black coffin finally calmed down.

The red eyes above his head moved his gaze away from the black coffin and began to look elsewhere.

The black space is like thick ink, you can’t see your fingers when you reach out, and the whole world seems to be trapped in the apocalyptic.

Only the red eyes above Xiao Chen's forehead were glowing with blood red light.

"Xiao Xiaojun."

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

"boom!"

There was a huge cracking sound, and the rapid drumbeat stopped abruptly.

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

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

Xiao Chen stood quietly in the center of the big pit, underneath his feet was an embarrassed figure, who was stepped on by Xiao Chen, and beside him was a big drum that had exploded.

Xiao Chen looked at the people under his feet with a little surprise.

Because the person at your feet is not the skinless old man you imagined, but a young girl.

This girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, is tall and thin, wearing a tattered black dress.

The girl's starry eyes stared at Xiao Chen closely, full of resentment.

Xiao Chen stepped on the girl's foot and increased his strength a bit.

The blood slowly spilled from the girl's mouth. The girl was also stubborn. Despite the pain on her face, she didn't say a word, just staring at Xiao Chen closely.

"Why attack me?" Xiao Chen's cold voice sounded, looking at the girl indifferently.

Seeing Xiao Chen's pityless eyes, the girl finally showed a trace of fear.

But the girl quickly recovered her resentful look.

"It was you who killed A-Ma, you all deserve to die."

The girl's bitter voice sounded.

Xiao Chen knew that the grandmother in this girl's mouth should be this fallen Black Mountain.

Xiao Chen thought for a while and said, "Tell me where the Canglang Pavilion is and I will let you make a living."

In exchange for life with news, Xiao Chen has always been a very fair person.

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

The girl asked with a trembling voice: "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."

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

"Kacha, Kacha."

There was a sound of bone rubbing from the girl's body. There is no doubt that the girl will not say anything, Xiao Chen will definitely trample him into a pool of rotten flesh.

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

The thick night became a little lighter.

The howling of the wind, like weeping like a complaint.

"You are finally here!"

An old voice rang out from the violent wind, and it cleared into Xiao Chen's ears.

When the girl heard this voice, she yelled out two words with difficulty, "Master."

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

"Ugh!"

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

Xiao Chen didn't raise his foot, but continued to step on it.

"I didn't ask you." Xiao Chen said indifferently, looking in the direction of the sound.

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

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

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

"East, eight hundred miles away is Canglang Pavilion, but it is very dangerous there."

Seeing that Xiao Chen hadn't taken her feet away, the girl was anxious and spoke this sentence extremely quickly.

Xiao Chen nodded lightly and took away his feet.

The rickety figure finally walked out of the darkness and came to Xiao Chen.