Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 1567. Chapter 1567 Bloody Cemetery

Where is Xiao Chen? What is his way?

No one knows, and few people pay attention, except those who are close friends. In today’s world, who would remember the Qinglong King who was so sharp five years ago that the entire Kunlun younger generation could not lift his head.

In the vast Tianwu Region of the Kunlun Continent, there are only 18 states in the south, and the area of one state is comparable to the area of the entire Qin State.

The original Haotian State was the most prosperous state among the 18 southern states.

But the great battle between the Shendao League and the Clear Sky Sect turned this Clear Sky State into an indomitable place, after the battle. Many mountains and rivers have changed. High mountains have been razed to the ground, cities have been turned into wastelands, and plains have become deserts.

There are also many souls who died in battle, wandering in this land of ruins all the year round. No matter where you look from it, this place is not suitable for long-term living.

After the war, Ying Zongtian used his supreme strength to let the entire Haotian City fly into the air, and Juzong moved out of Haotian Prefecture. This piece of ruins, uninhabited for a long time, has become even more desolate.

The original Spark City has now become a cemetery, where a large number of Emperor Wu, and a larger number of Emperor Zhun, and Wu Sheng are buried.

There are all five great races, human race, monster race, ghost race, corpse race, and protoss race, leaving countless corpses in this place.

At present, the only place that is a bit popular in the entire Haotian State is here. Frequently, relatives, friends and disciples of the deceased come to pay memorial service.

The sky of Starfire City is always blood-colored, with dim light, and a group of blood crows fly over the sky from time to time. It is said that it was caused by the sins of Qinglong King Xiao Chen.

If you want to come here to pay homage, you have to be cautious. These blood crows are extremely dangerous. After being entangled by it, the emperor Wudi of the great heaven could hardly get away.

There have even been instances where the Emperor Wu of the Great Heaven was eaten alive by the Blood Raven, which was extremely terrifying.

On this day, a group of human warriors came in the city of Spark, with sacrifices. Three men and two women, except for the leading man, who has the cultivation base of Emperor Wu Tian, the highest cultivation base of the four people in Qi Yu is not the highest.

“Brother Feng, just flew past a large group of blood crows, we have two hours to go in to pay homage to the master.”

A thin man who went to inquire about the situation, his face was still a little childish, his body rushed back quickly, and said to the leading man.

The leading man, named Ling Feng, had a handsome appearance, but he was in his thirties. At a young age, he reached the cultivation base of Emperor Wu Tian, which should be a rising star that broke out in the golden age.

There are many similar rising stars in this golden age. Before becoming emperor, they were unknown, and after becoming emperor, they were a blockbuster.

“Brother Feng, can we go in now?” A girl next to her said with tears in her eyes: “Today is my father’s memorial day. It’s getting dark. I don’t want to miss it.”

The other companions also looked at Ling Feng, and it was obvious that he was the leader.

Above the gravel, Ling Feng didn’t speak, he picked up the long knife and got up and looked west. In that extremely distant sky, under the blood cloud, a faintly setting sun could be seen.

“Wait, there have been demon warriors coming to hunt the blood crows recently. It’s hard to deal with them.” Ling Feng is not very young, but he is very calm: “Xiao Liu, go around and take a look, remember. be careful.”

“Well, listen to Brother Feng.”

Xiao Liu smiled and flashed out.

“Brother Feng, with your strength, there is no need to be afraid of those demon martial artists. The martial emperor of the third heaven is not your opponent, and the demon martial artists will definitely come and die.”

“Yes, even Bai Ruxue, the leader of our Heavenly Martial Domain, said that you are the last talented swordsman of the Heavenly Martial Domain, not inferior to the Queen of Swordsman.”

The companion was disapproving, and was quite confident of Ling Feng’s strength.

Ling Feng smiled and did not speak. He had met real masters and knew the gap between himself and those old swordsmen. He will not presumptuously underestimate his talents, look down upon himself, nor will he pretend to be arrogant and look up to himself.

As for the warriors of the demon clan, if it is not the warriors of the imperial clan of the demon world, he is not afraid.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, it is better to be more cautious when dealing with others.

Half an hour later, when the sky was about to be completely dark, Xiao Liu came back and did not find the figure of the demon martial artist.

Ling Feng took the lead and said decisively: “Go, we only have half an hour, a little bit faster.”

“No, will the Blood Crow come in one and a half hours?”

“Be careful, I don’t feel right.” Ling Feng didn’t look back and didn’t explain too much.

After a while, Ling Feng stopped and looked forward a little stunned.

In the front of the field of vision, there is a shocking cemetery. In the dim light, one after another tombstones stand in the strong wind.

The blood cloud in the sky makes all the grave heads covered with a faint blood-colored light curtain.

From a distance, they looked like blood tombs erected in the ruins.

There was a wind blowing, bringing a lonely and desolate taste, and faintly, you could still hear a trace of the wailing of the soul, hiding in the sound of the wind.

Several people walked forward and strolled in the cemetery. The sacrificial text on the tombstone was shocking.

“The tomb of my father Liu Xue, at the invitation of my friend Haotian Zhizun, came to guard Haotianzong and died for Xiao Chen’s protector!”

“Master Dongfang Jing, at the invitation of his friend Haotian Zhizun, died for Xiao Chen’s protector!”

“Uncle Baiwu,… died for Xiao Chen’s protector!”

“Shendao League Zhang Feng, Emperor Wu of the Sixth Heaven, died in a melee due to Xiao Chen’s tribulation!”

“Die for Xiao Chen protector!”

“Due to Xiao Chen’s robbery, he died in a melee!”

Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen! In every tombstone, the word Xiao Chen was drawn out with blood.

Blood represents unknown, blood represents hatred, blood represents anger.

The hatred, unknown, and anger seemed to be the silent accusations of the warriors who were buried with Xiao Chen.

Although it was not the first time here, Ling Feng was still shocked by this. It was hard for him to imagine that so many Emperor Wu would die because of one person.

It is even harder to imagine that when there is only one step left on the Dilu, the Azure Dragon King, who was in the midst of the sky, will jump off the Dilu desperately.

After all, what kind of person is that.

“Master’s cemetery is here.”

Several people stopped in front of a grave. On the tombstone, the tomb of his father Liu Yuan was written and died for Xiao Chen’s protector.

After seeing the tombstone, the girl next to Ling Feng couldn’t help but shed tears in her eyes.

The others present are all disciples of the master of the tombstone.

“The master’s death is really worthless. He died for a careless and unrighteous person, defending the law.”

“Even if you open the emperor door, you can finally live up to the kindness of the master, but this person jumped down at the last step.”

The disciple of the deceased obviously had a strong hatred for Xiao Chen, and he didn’t even want to mention his name.

Ling Feng frowned, looked around, and said: “The time is up, we are leaving.”

“Brother Feng, let me accompany my father.” Liu Yun, the deceased’s daughter, looked at Ling Feng and pleaded.

Ling Feng couldn’t bear to look at the girl’s gaze, and sighed: “Then stay for a while.”

A quarter of an hour later, when everyone finished their memorial service and was about to leave, the crows of several crows sounded from the sky.

“Blood Crow!”

The faces of the five people changed at the same time. At this time, how could there be a blood crow flying over.

Ling Feng’s eyes condensed, and he looked up. As expected, behind the four or five blood crows, there was a man laughing and chasing after him.

Getting closer, the devilish energy on the man’s body became more and more obvious. This was a warrior of the blood clan of the demon world.

Puff!

A burst of blood shot, five blood crows were swept past, the sins scattered, poured into the blood men’s body, and they were calmly refined.

“Comfortable, refining some sins, my bloody evil skills can be improved again!”

The blood man laughed wildly, suddenly his gaze swept away and fell on Ling Feng and his group.

And Ling Feng happened to see the purple mark on the center of this person’s eyebrows, and his heart sank suddenly.