Chapter 3317

The chaotic emperor, whose power was deliberately weakened by Qin Huan, consumed a lot less, but it was still enough to cause heavy damage to the six robbers in the divine realm. Combined with Qin Huan's fierce combat power, it was enough to kill a god son in a short time. After that, you just need to enter the stone tablet space and restore it with divine spring water. It won't be long.

Although the bronze mirror small world is sealed with Xuanyuan dragon body and Taoist body, and he has left TAIDING ancient city, he has already reserved a lot of divine spring water.

In addition, he does not lack all kinds of miraculous pills for recovery, so he can fight for a long time.

But at the moment, the situation seemed to have exceeded Qin Huan's expectations.

Looking into the distance, Qin Huan could not help but dignify the huge God that could be clearly seen even hundreds of millions of miles away.

"What happened?"

He lowered his head and saw that a trace of evil spirit had begun to appear on the ground of the city.

"It doesn't seem good?"

Before Qin Huan could think about it, he felt that there were some strong breath coming from the north. It was obvious that other gods around the city had arrived.

Qin Huan frowned and went directly into the stone tablet space of the tomb of the gods and demons.

As soon as he entered the stone tablet space of the tomb of gods and demons, Qin Huan found something different.

Not far away, in the light curtain of an array, a figure is constantly colliding with the light curtain and trying to roar something.

This figure is no one else, it is the youth chasing famine.

Qin Yu had originally placed the boy chasing the wasteland in the small world of bronze mirrors, but this time he left the bronze mirrors in the ancient city of TAIDING. Qin Huan was always worried that he didn't take the boy chasing the wasteland with him. He set up an array in the stone space of the tomb of the gods and Demons and trapped him here.

"What are you crazy about?"

Qin Huan frowned before he reached the array and shouted.

The young man was frightened. Seeing Qin Huan, he shouted, "let me out!"

"Let you out?" Qin Huan frowned, "why should I let you out?"

The young man hit the light curtain of the array with a fist and roared: "I have a bad hunch. There seems to be a terrible crisis outside. If you stay here again, you and I will die without a burial place! Let me out quickly! You can't stay here!"

Qin Huan said lightly, "outside is the supreme Dharma Association around the city. Now it is forbidden and closed. The strong in the immortal realm can't open it. Even if you are released, you can't go."

"Damn it!" the young man's green tendons burst in his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. He was obviously very upset: "no matter what, you can't stay here. No matter what way you think, you have to leave!"

Since he came to the place of the devil's soul, the boy Zhuhuang has been very calm and has hardly produced any moths.

Qin Huan was really hesitant at this state.

Did he really feel something?

But even if Qin Huan was in the space of the tomb of gods and demons, he could not see the outside world without the help of the light curtain of the sword slave, let alone induction.

Why can teenagers feel the external crisis?

Does the youth chasing wasteland refer to the tomb of gods and demons?

Qin Huan looked suspiciously at the light curtain in the distance. The other side was calm. He couldn't see the virtual shadow. It didn't seem like something had happened.

After hesitating, Qin Huan came to Dao Zi Kan.

"Taoist friend, what can you figure out?"

Taoist Kan was closing his eyes at the moment. He opened his eyes after hearing the speech. He looked at Qin Huan and said in a deep voice, "I don't know why. Just now, the secret of heaven is in chaos. I can't figure out anything, but I always have an ominous feeling."

He paused and said, "but it doesn't seem to have much to do with you."

"What?"

Qin Huan was even more confused.

It can be said that it is normal for him to encounter a crisis. After all, he must be the key target of the five element God sect. He has sent dozens of God sons to surround him.

But Kan Daozi said that he had an ominous premonition. The young man was so frightened by the famine, but it had nothing to do with him. This was unusual.

Qin Huan pondered for a moment, turned to the sword slave and said, "elder, please, I want to see what's going on outside."

The sword carrying slave still closed his eyes and waved it, and the light curtain appeared in front of him.

The scenery outside was moving rapidly, but it was the same as before. There was a naxu ring with a stone tablet of the tomb of gods and demons. It was picked up by a monk and was heading towards other cities around the city.

Although Qin Huan knew that the whole 28th ring city had been banned and closed, it could not be separated from anywhere.

However, most of the monks did not know about this trip, so when they found that their ring city was closed and could not leave, they rushed to other ring cities.

Qin Huan also took advantage of this to shuttle between the major cities and hunt the single God son.

But at the moment, the road leading to other cities around the city is also full of magic gas.

Suddenly, Qin Huan saw in the picture that the earth in front of him suddenly cracked, and a figure covered with evil spirit climbed out of it.

"Well, what's that?"

Qin Huan thought of the terrible God who stood hundreds of thousands of miles in the center of the conference hall before entering the stone tablet space, and his heart also filled with an ominous foreboding.

The friar with the naxu ring was frightened, and the imperial envoy cut at the figure with a magic weapon long knife.

However, the next moment, the quality of the handle was not low, comparable to the God level long knife, which was grabbed and pinched by the figure.

The sour sound came out, and then the long knife was broken.

Qin Huan's eyes moved.

Qin Huan could not easily crush the God level long sword with his body. After all, the magic weapon was stronger than the monks in the same level. That was common sense. Qin Huan could kill God with one punch, but he might not easily break the magic weapon of this level.

Then, the figure made a low roar that was not like human beings and rushed towards the friar.

The monk's magic weapon, the long knife, was destroyed, and he was eaten back. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and he was already hurt. At this time, he was caught off guard and fell to the ground by the figure. Only a dull noise was heard, and the whole body of the monk was torn apart in the figure's hands.

The blood rain spewed out, and the friar didn't even have time to utter a scream. He was torn by the figure. His flesh and blood were shrouded and swallowed up by the magic gas, and he was clean in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Qin Huan could not help feeling a chill in his heart.

"What is this?"

In terms of physical strength, I'm afraid this evil Qi figure is more than six robberies in the divine realm.

"That's the body."

Just then, an old figure came. Qin Huan looked back and saw the sword carrying slave open his eyes. Looking at the light curtain, a rare dignified look flashed in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Qin Huan also saw that although the figure was full of evil spirit, he could not see a trace of vitality. It was obviously not a living person.

"This is the body corrupted by the evil spirit."

The sword carrying slave said again, "he has been dead for countless years."

"I'm afraid there are countless such things here."

"Get ready to run."