The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Why are you going out?" This question really asked Xiao Chen.

Everyone has their own choice, has their own arrangements, if they can't go out, do they have a dime relationship with them?

Sometimes things that I take for granted may appear to others to be a very sand coin thing.

Xiao Chen said, "Okay, let me talk too much."

The young man laughed, "You are really interesting."

Everyone the boy met would ask themselves, "Why don't you go out? What's so good about this ghost place?"

But Xiao Chen didn't ask like that.

The young man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Chen, with a trace of blush climbing on his face.

Shaoyoung said: "I like you a little bit."

Xiao Chen was a little confused. Is there a problem with this product? What do two big men hold hands like? And also said that I like myself, this Nima is dying!

Before Xiao Chen resisted, the young man suddenly exerted his strength, and his figure disappeared in the same place instantly like a ghost.

"So fast!!" Xiao Chen was startled, before he recovered, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he had already arrived in an unfamiliar environment.

Xiao Chen shook off the young man's hand, rubbed himself fiercely, and said angrily: "You **** don't have any special hobbies, I'm a normal person, don't think about doing anything weird. thing."

The teenager waved his hand quickly and whispered a little aggrieved: "It's me who is not good. I just saw that you are not in a good mood, so I want to show you something that will make you feel happy."

Seeing the young boy's cute appearance with little grievances, Xiao Chen couldn't get angry either.

"Forget it." Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

The place I was in was a passage, with cyan walls on both sides, and dim yellow oil lamps were lit on the walls.

The burning oil lamp exudes a strange smell. Xiao Chen didn't know what it was, but he always felt a little uneasy after smelling the smell.

"What kind of oil is this?" Xiao Chen was vigilant.

The boy looked innocent, raised his head and knocked on his chin, and thought for a while: "A kind of insect oil! Don't you think this smell is good?"

"Insect oil? It smells good?" The uneasy feeling in Xiao Chen's heart became heavier and heavier.

"Let's go, the show is about to begin." The boy bounced toward the end of the passage.

"Performance?" Although he felt uneasy, Xiao Chen couldn't allow Xiao Chen to think about it at this moment, and followed the young man.

When I reached the end of the passage, I turned a corner, and my eyes suddenly opened up.

A huge venue appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

The venue is surrounded by huge rocks, and the besieged city is a huge circle. A rough estimate is probably the size of ten football fields.

The upper part of the field was obscured by a black screen, and the sun was isolated.

Xiao Chen and the young man stood on the high platform, with a panoramic view of everything in the venue.

"Colosseum." Looking at this arrangement, Xiao Chen popped these three words in his mind.

The young man pulled Xiao Chen to the edge of the high platform, and he happily lay on the railing.

Because of the excitement, the boy's face was full of blush. With the cute face that day, he really wanted to let people go up and rub it twice.

"I have a distinguished guest today, you have to work hard!" The boy shouted into the empty field.

The boy's voice hit the surrounding boulders, forming an echo, which echoed continuously.

When the echo completely dissipated, the whole venue began to tremble violently.

Accompanied by the violent trembling, there were loud rumbling noises.

Xiao Chen poked his head out of the high platform and looked down.

Only then did Xiao Chen discover that there were huge iron gates on the boulders below him.

Xiao Chen counted them one by one, and there were as many as seven fans.

At this moment, the iron gate opened slowly, and the opened iron gate revealed the black hole space, like the eyes of the dead.

Xiao Chen seemed to hear heavy breathing sounds coming from the space of the black hole.

"Be obedient, if you don't come out quickly, I'll let you light up the lights!" The boy said with a smile on his face.

"boom!"

A burst of sound rang out, and then a figure rushed out from the black hole directly below Xiao Chen.

Seeing this figure, Xiao Chen frowned slightly.

It was a person who rushed out, to be precise, it should be a human-like creature.

This creature, on all fours, was running like a dog, the muscles of the whole body were dry and cramped, tightly pressed against the bones.

This creature was actually somewhat similar to the shadow that Xiao Chen met at night.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

As the first strange creature rushed out, soon a large number of the same creatures rushed out of those black holes. A rough estimate is probably no fewer than a thousand.

The black shadow that rushed out rushed wildly on the huge field, making a jump for a while.

Xiao Chen keenly noticed that in the black hole on the far left, there was no figure coming out!

Listen carefully, in this black hole, there are some horrified voices, and even crying.

"Oh! Really disobedient." The young man shook his head helplessly, and suddenly stretched out his hand gently.

An invisible storm blew up suddenly, as if there was an invisible big hand, directly reaching into the black hole.

"boom!"

As the teenager withdrew his hand, a hundred people suddenly appeared in the center of the venue.

Xiao Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was a normal person.

And judging from the breath and clothes of these people, they are the practitioners of their own time.

Without exception, these people were all extremely frightened. Some monks were covered with scars, and they seemed to have experienced a great battle.

The boy looked at Xiao Chen expectantly and said, "You must appreciate it!"

Seeing the young man's almost pathological excitement, Xiao Chen bit his scalp and nodded.

"Pop!" The boy snapped his fingers softly.

The crooked creature seemed to have received the signal and rushed towards the frightened crowd.

Facing the creatures like evil spirits, the crowd rioted wildly.

These people also have no cultivation base, they can only rely on the strength of their bodies to resist.

For a moment, cursing and crying sounded in the field, and the monks were washed away and ran away in the field.

Despair and madness spread.

Soon, a few evil creatures caught a monk.

They grabbed the monk, and with so much force, the monk was instantly torn off his hands and feet.

The blood splashed out, and the creature that got the hands and feet of the cultivator ran to the side, hugged it and gnawed wildly. It looked like a starving ghost, as if it hadn't eaten anything for tens of thousands of years.

The monk whose hands and feet were torn off unexpectedly no longer attacked him, leaving him in the field, constantly rolling and howling miserably.

The earth-shattering howl resounded across the entire sky, stimulating the nerves of everyone.