Chapter 4: .Outside the city

Zhang Dongyun's actions made the old demon sealed in the Blood Lord uncertain.
If there weren't for that strange city, he would definitely be Zhang Dongyun bluffing.
But now everything becomes uncertain.
There was an unwilling impulse in his heart, and he strongly wanted to resist.
But the majesty that the old master has accumulated over decades is like a mountain, and at this time the courage of the Blood Lord is repressed.
He was uneasy.
The blood in the skull's pupils on the ring flickered continuously.
Zhang Dongyun tried his best to control his gaze not to glance down, and he didn't even glance at the Blood Lord, as if he didn't care about the other party at all.
Isn't this just called being afraid of beating a wolf with a stick... He smiled bitterly in his heart.
The right hand wearing the ring seemed to weigh more than this moment.
But the more nervous the moment, the calmer Zhang Dongyun's heart becomes.
The body is relaxed and free, the steps are not chaotic, and the steps are always steady.
For Zhang Dongyun and the Blood Lord of the Ring, the short road seemed to have gone through a long journey.
Finally, the gate of the city is in front of you.
At this moment, blood flickered on the Blood Lord's Ring.
Zhang Dongyun's expression did not change at all.
He even slowed down slightly, and he hummed softly in his nose:
"Ok?"
The blood lord flickered, and after a moment, a flattering voice came out:
"Your Majesty's city is too shocking, and the old slave's mood fluctuates for a while, and it is difficult to suppress the reverence for His Majesty, so that he is rude, and I hope that your Majesty will forgive!"
Zhang Dongyun let out a "hmm" and took another step, his pace returned to normal.
When he formally stepped into this city, the brilliance on the wall suddenly converged.
And he himself seemed to undergo an invisible transformation.
Unclear, unclear.
But the reality is very clear.
Just the distance of a city wall, the city and the city are two different worlds.
The same person, across the gate, is different.
Zhang Dongyun just moved his mind slightly, and his vision changed.
Everything in the entire city has a panoramic view.
Within the city wall, the ground is as smooth as a mirror.
Everything in the lofty mountains seems to be flattened.
Right now the city was empty, only at the very center, there was a black skeleton.
The bones of the evil emperor... Zhang Dongyun had an answer in his heart.
When he thought, the black bones were buried.
Then, an illusory light and shadow appeared in the city and condensed into a solid body, transforming into a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s.
It is exactly the appearance of the original owner of the body in memory.
The true age of the other party is of course not limited to this number. Before refining the core of the fairy trail, when he was seriously injured, he couldn't maintain his youthful appearance, and he turned into an old-fashioned appearance.
Now, it seems to regain youth.
This is Zhang Dongyun in the invincible city, transformed with the power of the system.
After trying this action, he thoroughly confirmed that he possessed great magical powers in the city.
When the phantom appeared in front of the blood lord of the ring, even the old demon who had followed the evil emperor for many years could not see the flaw.
The old demon in the ring, at this time, only panic remained in his heart.
Your Majesty, it succeeded!
The core fragments of Xianji were really refined by him.
Not only that, but the previous injuries seemed to have recovered.
And this young man who was born with the spirit stone jade fetus should be a clone of his majesty's refining.
Although it is inherently difficult for a martial artist to cultivate a body, it is also difficult for a martial artist to reincarnate.
Your Majesty can succeed, mostly because of the core of the fairy trail, right?
This may mean that your majesty is stronger than before!
After going further, how strong will he be today?
The Blood Lord now somewhat understands why the prohibition that your Majesty had left in the ring dissipated.
Others have become so strong, where do you need to be restricted to control others?
Who dares to violate him?
Anyway, the Blood Lord didn't dare to ask himself.
How could I disobey your majesty?
I am your majesty's most loyal servant!
"Your Majesty's cultivation base is earth-shattering. It is an honor to refine the core of this fairy trail. It is a matter of course. It is an honor to be refined by you, your Majesty!"
The voice from the ring was extremely sincere and fanatical.
Zhang Dongyun took off the Blood Lord from his hand.
The Evil Emperor Phantom in front of him gently waved.
Red light flashed wildly on the ring.
A transparent soul-like shadow was dragged out of the ring by invisible force.
The blood-red shadow was fixed in the air, and the old demon was panicked.
But then, he suddenly felt his whole body full of strength.
Past dark wounds have healed one after another.
He is regaining his former strength at his peak.
It's even worse!
The scarlet blood shadow in the midair gradually condensed into the appearance of an old man in red.
The blood lord was worn on the finger of the old blood shadow demon in a red suit.
"Your Majesty..." The old demon's voice was trembling.
The Evil Emperor Phantom had no expression on his face, and said indifferently: "Some small bugs have entered the city. Go and clean it up and save your life."
The old blood shadow demon took a deep breath: "Please follow your majesty's oracle!"
He turned into a light again and flew to a city gate instantly.
At the gate of the city, a group of people was rushing in.
The disciples of Shanhutang looked at the world inside the city gate blankly.
There is a map of Pingchuan in the field of vision, there are no buildings, the ground is flat and clean, and empty.
Only in the center of the city, there seems to be a cloud of golden light, hazy and impenetrable.
At this moment, a light flashed, and it instantly came to them.
The blood-red brilliance permeated the air, and it condensed into a solid body, turning into a river of blood.
The river water was smelly and pungent, and it was so yin and filthy that the Shanhutang disciple had just touched the weapon in his hand, and it rotted and broke.
Their bodies were splashed with blood, and they suddenly wailed, their skins spattered, and their flesh and blood were smeared, and there was a corrupt stench.
The river of blood rushed past, and all the disciples of Shanhutang had no resistance, they were swept away.
The old blood shadow demon pays close attention and keeps it under control.
The filthy blood only engulfed people, but did not touch the city walls or the ground.
Even the stench emitted by the Blood River is confined to a limited space, never radiate, and can be removed at any time.
The disciples of the Hanshan faction who followed the Shanhutang people into the city were shocked when they saw this scene.
"It's a powerful and powerful man in the magic way, retreat quickly!"
The single-eyed youth shouted sharply: "It's dangerous here!"
He turned and fled for the first time.
Although the big man surnamed Cao was fierce, he could see at a glance how tough the old demon was at this moment, and he dared to stay again, and quickly greeted his fellow apprentice brothers to flee.
However, the river of blood flowed as fast as lightning, instantly blocking their path and surrounding them.
Senior Brother Cao was aroused to be fierce, roared and drew his sword to counterattack.
But in the next instant, the long sword in his hand was rusty, and he was swallowed by the river of blood.
"Things that do not live or die, do you dare to show off with a little three-legged cat skill?"
Above the dim river, the old man in red stepped on the river.
Its face is shrouded in light and dark water and it is difficult to distinguish.
The evil spirit scared everyone's courage, as if a demon came to the world.
"My legs!" Senior Brother Cao wailed.
I saw his waist soaked in blood water, and his legs were instantly left with only bones.
Those Shanhutang disciples all ended in the same way.
Everyone in the Hanshan faction was not immune to disaster, and the screams came and went one after another.
"I did not enter the predecessor's cave mansion by mistake. I wish to forgive my sins and be merciful to seniors!" the one-eyed youth hurriedly shouted.
Except for the big man surnamed Cao, the others did not dare to stand firm, and they all pleaded for mercy.
The old demon in the blood river stroked his beard and smiled:
"Your life, the old man can stay, but it's not because your old man doesn't want to kill you to get your blood for practice..."
He waved his hand, the blood swept the crowd, and flew back to the city.
"...Because you are lucky, my majesty has ordered to leave you a small life."
what? !
Everyone was in panic and pain, but at this moment they were all taken aback.
They thought they had heard it wrong.
This terrifying old demon in front of him is not the master of this place?
Who is the owner of this city?
Everyone was panicked.
The blood shadow old demon was full of spirits.
He has been plagued by old wounds for many years, and he can't remember how long he has not been so happy and freely swaying his own power like today.
No, it is stronger than before, and a more pleasant feeling.
The beauty of the loss and recovery made him almost want to sing loudly.
Blood River swept the crowd and returned to the center of the city.
In the eyes of the Hanshan School and the Shanhutang people, in the golden light in front of them, some people are looming, not real.
In the city, Zhang Dongyun can easily isolate anyone's perception of the outside world. It couldn't be easier to stay mysterious.
He didn't have any plans to question the Hanshan faction at the moment, but just waved his hand gently.
The blood river of the old blood shadow demon was out of the control of his original master.
The river of blood still hovered in the air, like an invisible cage.
The filthy blood is tortured to everyone, so that they cannot be relieved at all times.
The blood shadow old devil is respectful and salutes the glorious Zhang Dongyun and Ming Tonghui Phantom:
"Your Majesty, the old slave is fortunate not to humiliate..."
Before he finished speaking, blood flashed on the surface of his body.
The old demon was surprised to find that his strength was losing.
He became weak again, and old wounds resurfaced.
Everything was just an illusion.
However, the river of blood that belonged to him but was stripped hovered aside, telling him that it was not an illusion.
It's just that your Majesty can give him everything just now, and now he can take it back!
More than just retracting.
The old demon who was weakened again into a blood shadow, the surface of his body was renewed with blue smoke.
The invisible fire is burning his soul, making him unable to survive or die.
"Your Majesty be merciful! Your Majesty be merciful!"
Blood shadow regretted the previous self-involvement outside the city.
If time can be turned back, he must seize himself at that time and give him a hard time!