This saint is too cruel

Chapter 114 Forbidden Land of God and Demon Forest

"You killed all the other young masters, and the high-level powerhouses should find you soon. You have to be careful."

Lin Ya felt that he caused trouble everywhere and was very worried.

Ye Wuyou nodded, he was not worried about the other party's attack, after all, he used Yueming's identity to kill and make trouble, and the bigger the trouble between the big forces, the easier it is for him to touch the big opportunity.

The two walked along the small lake and chatted for more than an hour.

Ye Wuyou left Qingyun City, he was going to go to Jiaocang to find out what that elixir was.

After all, Jiaocang is also a member of Jiaoling Temple, so he should know this kind of harmful medicine.

Not far from Qingyun City, when passing a huge mountain, he heard the sound of breaking wind below.

When he landed, he saw a few men in black chasing and killing a beautiful girl. She was very weird. She sometimes turned into a giant snake with a human head and a snake body and fled among the mountains, and sometimes turned into a human figure and flew over the eaves and walls.

"Common demon clan?" Ye Wuyou has seen this kind of fickle race in ancient books. They have a long tradition and can be traced back to before the opening of the sky, and their power is terrifying.

Before ancient times, among the five sages, one of the sages came from the Yaozu, and the Yaozu belonged to an ancient group of the Yaozu, and its inheritance was not easy.

The people who chased them down were also from the common monster clan, all of them were brutal and domineering, completely disregarding brotherhood.

A group of people chased after each other, and fell into a barren ruin after dark.

The ruins are huge and vast, and it can be seen from the ruined walls that this place was once a prosperous city.

Especially in the center, the giant Tongtian altar cut off at the waist still stands, majestic and majestic, as if it is announcing the former glory of this place.

Huge trees grow among the ruined walls. The once big city is now covered with a thick layer of green grass and vines, but it still cannot conceal its extraordinaryness.

"Ahead is the Holy Maiden's Palace, do you still want to chase?" After the chasers arrived here, they slowed down and looked around, looking very cautious and timid.

"The soul of the saint is still there, and this huge city was destroyed back then. Thousands of years later, she will still appear here."

"I think, let's withdraw."

"If the ghost of the saint reappears, we will all die too."

A group of people were whispering, thieves, looking around, huddled together, trembling.

"The pavilion master has ordered that she must be killed, otherwise we will head back." The leading middle-aged man said.

"But the saint is even more terrifying. If our lives are not good, we will all die."

"Her grievances may not appear, don't be afraid." The man is very firm, it seems that this task is of great importance and must be completed.

More than a dozen people walked forward tremblingly, tiptoeing, for fear of making any big noise.

Ye Wuyou has seen many ghosts and monsters, so naturally he will not be afraid of what they say, and has been following them secretly.

The girl who was being chased was unafraid, and ran forward lavishly, showing a high level one after the other, which made people a little surprised.

Indeed, the closer to the center of the ruins, a gloomy and terrifying pavement came, and there was a prehistoric and quaint atmosphere that made people shiver.

"It's completely restricted area, let's not go in."

"I... I dare not go in!"

……

A group of people came to a huge sacrificial core area in the center of the city and stopped.

The core area of ​​the sacrifice is very large, with a radius of several kilometers.

There is no grass growing in the huge core area, and it maintains the appearance it should have in the past. It seems that there is a magic power that maintains everything here and turns this place into a restricted area.

It's like a vacuum inside, without any breath, even the wind can't seem to blow in, it's as quiet as a place of death.

In the center, a towering sacrificial altar was disconnected from the waist, maintaining a toppled appearance. A few drops of blood on the ground had dried up for an unknown number of years, but they were still so indelible. well-known events.

That girl has already entered the core area, she is fearless, she seems to have no choice but to escape, and she seems to have some ulterior secret, she is not afraid at all.

"Gongqing went in, let's see if there is any reaction." The middle-aged man also turned purple and his body trembled, staring at Gongqing who fled into the core area with wide eyes.

Others squinted their eyes, a little afraid to look at the scene inside, for fear of seeing something scary.

They cowered together, extremely wary.

"This place is really weird." Ye Wuyou hid behind the broken wall not far from them,

One can feel the horrible and mysterious aura projected from the core area, with a very strong smell of blood.

There must have been a catastrophe inside, but why is there such a mysterious power to seal it, and what is the saint they are talking about.

Ye Wuyou murmured in his heart, this matter is very strange and mysterious, he is very curious.

When he came to his senses, he saw that all the dozen or so people had entered the core area.

"Bewitched?" Seeing their dull expressions and stiff movements, Ye Wuyou felt more and more strange because their wills were obviously charged.

He turned around and was about to leave. This place was too weird, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.

But when he turned around, he froze for an instant, and all visible places receded like phantoms.

Instead, there are bustling capital cities, full of voices and people coming and going.

This is a prosperous and ancient capital city of the Communist Party, where the people's life is thriving, harmonious and peaceful.

"Not good." Ye Wuyou knew subconsciously that he had also been tricked, but he could no longer control himself, and his whole consciousness could only follow the scene in front of him.

He is like a god vision, overlooking everything that is happening in front of him.

"Dudu!"

With the roar of huge musical instruments, a huge and solemn sacrificial procession appeared, majestic across the bustling street and directly into the core area of ​​the sacrificial ceremony.

In the center of the procession is a hill-like tortoise, on which is built a prosperous palace, and sitting on top of the palace is a beautiful young girl, dressed in white clothes, she is holy and out of the world.

But her expression was very sad, filled with despair and helplessness.

In front of the tortoise is a unicorn, and on top of the unicorn sits a young man with a heroic posture and extraordinary momentum, with a small black mole on his forehead.

In front of the unicorn is a luxurious Luan chariot, driven by eight flying dragons. Above it stands a majestic man with immeasurable majesty, and the place where it passes is silent.

He is the patriarch of the Yao clan.

At this time, his expression was solemn, tears glistened in his eyes, and the atmosphere was extremely strange, completely inconsistent with his imperial majesty.

(End of this chapter)