Chapter 7

"But at your command!" Yang Chen bowed and took the ring. At the sign of the supervisor, he slowly put it on his finger.

A set on the finger, the ring sends out a soft light, covering Yang Chen's whole body, and then disappears on Yang Chen's finger, leaving only a tattoo like trace, still on Yang Chen's finger.

"This is the keepsake of beheading Xiantai. With this keepsake, you can go to beheading Xiantai to behead the immortal!" The prison beheaded the official without expression, and then pointed to Yang Chen behind him: "beheading in Xiantai, except for you, other people are going to be beheaded. Let's go!"

Yang Chen turns around, but finds that he doesn't know when, there is a road behind him, leading to a magnificent gate building. The gatehouse is more luxurious than any other one in the world. On the thick pillars, there is even a golden dragon with its head held high and roared to the sky for two days. In the middle of the upper square, there are three big words of blood red dancing in the dragon and the Phoenix, "cut the immortal platform". Looking closer, I find that those three words are made of living flesh and blood, still wriggling. Under the gate tower stood four soldiers in full dress, guarding the door.

"Stop, who dares to enter Xiantai without permission?" As soon as Yang Chen approached, a large number of people shouted.

As soon as Yang Chen reached out, the ring marks on his fingers showed. It's strange to say that when we got here, the body of the ring suddenly appeared, which made several guards understand. After seeing it, the four of them open the door and let Yang Chen in.

Enter the gate, but it is a white light, nothing to see. Yang Chen reached forward and felt empty. Thinking about it, I stepped closer to the white light. White light without any conflict, let him enter.

It was not until this scene was seen that the four soldiers outside were completely relieved. A soldier suddenly turned his head and asked in doubt, "my Lord, his hands and feet are not clean. How can he choose someone who takes something from the dead?"

The officer of the prison beheader didn't know when he also appeared beside the four people. He looked at the light group without any abnormality for a long time, and then said, "you know who is going to be beheaded in Xiantai this time. Only he and another man can cut off the murderer without favoritism and malpractice, and even he dare to kick the ninth five-year supreme to turn over and cut off the head. The other one still kowtows first and then cuts off. Other people, either private perpetrator, or reluctant to behead that fairy, or there is no such bold color, this beheading Sendai, no one more suitable than them. It is better to take things from the dead than from the living. "

"What's more, when you enter the beheading platform, you can go out as long as you don't touch any immortal's flesh and blood objects, besides drinking and eating." The prison beheader stared at the four guards: "do you think he can give him a chance to come out when he kills many immortals? Isn't it just that he cut off the chance to come out when his hands and feet are not clean? "

A few soldiers at the gate suddenly realized that they had only to choose a suitable person after a series of experiments. It's rare to have such a suitable person. It's amazing.

Yangchen stepped into the white light, as if suddenly across a world, suddenly, a broad and incomparable execution field appeared in Yangchen's eyes.

To be honest, even in his previous life, Yang Chen had no chance to see the appearance of beheading Xiantai. As the name suggests, there is only one identity for the immortal who can enter the place where the heaven kills the immortal, that is, the prisoner to be determined. Yang Chen's previous life was neither the executioner nor the prisoner to be determined. Naturally, he had no chance to see.

Right in front, a gold Sabre is made into a two dragon entanglement and winding pattern, with the faucet up and the dragon mouth wide open. In the two open mouths of the dragon, there is a long bloody red deadly knife lying flat. After Yang Chen came in, he just glanced at the whole field and was attracted by the long knife.

This Dao is different from the Ghost Head broadsword that Yang Chen used to use. It has a long blade and a slight spread of thunder light. A large area of Dao face is similar to the Ghost Head Dao. The only use is to cut the head conveniently. The black hilt, however, seems to have sharp teeth, revealing a ferocious taste, as if it would be devoured by fierce animals as soon as it is grasped.

Step forward, Yang Chen grabbed the black hilt. Dun time, a frenzy to add to the killing, like a sea of mountains pouring to the heart of Jody. There are countless ghosts crying and howling in the process, as if thousands of ghosts who died under this knife were frantically expressing their anger.

"I am not afraid of the living. Should I be afraid of the dead?" Yang Chen sneered and ignored it. As soon as the fierce killing idea came to Yang Chen's mind, it was as if he suddenly met a firewall dam, and in a moment, the situation stopped, and there was no way to stir up any waves at all.

It seems that fierce Dao is a little surprised. Another crazy idea is conveyed: "obey me, I will take you to kill countless luotianxian! Even if Da Luo Jinxian stands in front of him, he will be awed by your killing intention! "

It is undeniable that this fierce knife killed many powerful immortals. In the face of immortals, there is a natural sense of killing suppression. Yang Chen felt cold all over, and her body was shaking unconsciously. That's the normal response of being an immortal to the beheading knife.

But Yang Chen, after all, was the former Da Luo Jinxian. He was just in a trance, and then he woke up. His boundless strong will began to compete with the will of the fierce sword.

No one knows what kind of scene is inside the beheading platform. Yang Chen didn't expect that she would experience such a big trouble after entering the beheading platform with the human body.

The fierce Dao actually has its own will. Ordinary ordinary people come in, needless to ask. There is only one result, that is, they submit to the fierce Dao and become a slave on the beheading platform under the control of the fierce Dao's will.

"Obey me!" The fierce will was imposed again, and Yang Chen's body could not bear the pressure and fell to the ground. In the face of a mountain of murderous ideas, Yang Chen almost did her best to ensure that her mind and spirit were not suppressed.

Those unwilling, aggrieved and cowardly scenes in the previous life reappear in front of Yang Chen's eyes, which makes her cry out from the bottom of her heart: "I will never give in!"

When master was dying, her beautiful face reappeared, smiling at Yang Chen's sad beauty, and in an instant, it changed to the happy scene when Yang Chen just got the bright light sword.

"You're just a knife, I'm the executioner!" Yang Chen finally had a big drink and stood up again.