Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

"Which one is the ghostly eye?"

Everyone looked at the teardrops on the wall and fell into deep thought.

Ling Jiuxuan took a step forward, and a fire burned towards the wall. After burning for a long time, the many teardrops did not change much.

"Maybe all of them are." He pondered for a while and said.

Xie Yinchen nodded in agreement: "Just pretend."

Ling Jiuxuan brought enough medicine bottles, and with a wave of his hand, filled them up separately.

The red light in the room disappeared, and at the same time, accidents happened suddenly!

The picture in front of me reversed and was replaced by darkness.

"Crack, blah, blah..."

The ear-piercing sound entered the eardrum intermittently, like a blunted ax dragging on the ground, eerie and treacherous, full of murderous intent.

He couldn't see anything in front of him, but the lying posture and the cramped space let Cheng Yan know that he was in a coffin.

"Host, you were forcibly buried by the ghost king's tomb guard." 009 was unexpectedly online.

Cheng Yan frowned, "Where's Ling Jiuxuan?"

"You are separated and locked in different dead zones."

Cheng Yan had a bad intuition, "What is the cultivation level of a gravekeeper?"

009 was silent for a while, "It has entered the state of crossing the catastrophe."

Cheng Yan opened his eyes, he had already tried many times to break through the dead zone with just a few words, but all the power he threw was in vain.

Ling Jiuxuan's Mahayana period is already terrifying enough, how terrifying will the Transcending Tribulation period be?

After a long time, Cheng Yan sighed, "The world of cultivating immortals is really difficult."

"The world of cultivating immortals is rich in geniuses, and the host should not underestimate himself. If you were born in the world of cultivating immortals, you would be a big boss."

"Thank you, your comfort is not very effective." After finishing speaking, Cheng Yan closed his eyes and ignored 009.

The dead zone is full of dead energy, if you are not careful, you will be swallowed up, and you will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

The coffin under him is also trying to swallow him constantly, if he can't get out again, he will die.

Cheng Yan observed the five elements distributed in the air, and found that all the five elements were wrapped in dead air and used by the dead air.

He frowned slightly, trying to touch the dead air.

But the death energy was too domineering, almost swallowing him.

Cheng Yan gave up the control, and instead sacrificed the Yuanyuan Sword, cutting off the dead energy from the inside out!

"Oh!"

After the loud noise, a figure flew out of the coffin, and immediately after, a sword shadow hung in front of him, using its own light to disperse the black mist.

Cheng Yan glanced around, this is a tomb, according to what Xiao Jiu said, it should be the tomb of the King of Ghosts.

Cheng Yan walked to the door of the tomb and stretched out his hand to cover the void, only to feel a thin film blocking everything.

He cut the film in the same way, but the film was only a little thinner after a few times.

"Xiao Jiu, can I find Ling Jiuxuan from here?"

"Host, find the tomb keeper before you can go to other dead zones."

Cheng Yan nodded, and came to the edge of the coffin with his sword in hand.

I saw him put the tip of the sword against the coffin, the sword energy shook, penetrated the half-damaged coffin, and spread to the entire space with lightning speed.

The floor under his feet suddenly shook.

Using the coffin as a medium, inject power into every element wrapped in dead air, and reversely control the dead air.

after awhile--

"Crack-"

A hole was broken in the barrier of death zone, and Cheng Yan walked out of the tomb.

Outside was a corridor with no end in sight, the air fluctuated slightly, and a cool air quietly enveloped him.

There was a sudden chill on his face, Cheng Yan stretched out his hand and brought it to the tip of his nose, his face was immediately changed by the rancid smell.

He raised his head, facing the red eyes in the darkness, before he could see clearly, he raised his hand and struck a sword.

Too lazy to figure out what the monster was, Cheng Yan frowned as he looked at the darkness ahead.

Any movement in the dead silence was magnified several times, but Cheng Yan could not feel the existence of anyone other than himself.

Resting his thoughts on probing forward, he threw the sword against the wall, and the soft sound from the blade reverberated endlessly. He slapped the handle of the sword with luck, and the blade vibrated more and more.

Golden runes appeared on the wall of the corridor, and the confrontation between the two forces made the sky shake, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment!

Cheng Yan was shrouded in a golden light, and his whole body seemed to be glowing with a sacred golden light, but behind the golden light was a blood shadow with teeth and claws!

When 009 caught a glimpse of the rune from the corner of his eye, his gaze froze, and he leaned closer to the space wall to take a closer look, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Host, stop! This is an ancient formation, and the energy you send will make you... swallowed?"

Before 009 could finish chanting, he saw those golden runes falling off or even annihilated in pieces.

The entire corridor was lit up by the runes and sword intent, and fell like a meteor. With the annihilation of the runes, the darkness was restored little by little.

"Host, you actually cracked it?" 009 was slightly stunned.

Cheng Yan stood where he was, and before he was handsome for a second, he leaned against the wall and vomited blood.

"Xiao Jiu, what did you just say?" Cheng Yan ate a life-sustaining elixir given by Ling Jiuxuan, and after a while he remembered that Xiao Jiu seemed to have spoken just now.

"Your state, host, won't last long." 009 felt that this was the most important thing now.

"I said at the beginning that we should get up first..."

Cheng Yan raised his hand to interrupt him, "Xiao Jiu, don't you think it's interesting to die in front of him once in a while?"

009 gasped, "You call this funny?!"

"Are you kidding me?" Cheng Yan waved his hands and smiled, holding the hilt of the sword, he pulled out the sword abruptly, and the wall in front of him instantly turned into ashes, revealing the world behind him.

Candles and luminous pearls illuminate the main hall, and the gilded beams and columns reflect the brilliant golden light, which falls on the spiritual stones dotted on the wall and shines brightly. Just looking at it makes me feel refreshed.

Upon closer inspection, the spiritual stones of various colors on the wall actually form a continuous mural.

With just one glance, Cheng Yan fell into it from a third perspective.

In ancient times, the first ghost king of the underworld accidentally met a young man when he was traveling in the human world, and they continued to meet each other due to many fates and encounters.

On July [-]th of a certain year, the king of ghosts forcibly kidnapped the young boy to hold a ghost marriage, and all ghosts in the underworld worshiped him.

But the young man's status is extraordinary, he is destined to be the emperor, shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the common people, and will never allow him to be shackled.

Unwilling to be restrained by such despicable means, the young man has been dormant for thousands of years, and when he is about to step up to the sky, he gives up the tribulation and leads the ghost king into the prison he personally built.

As everyone knows, everything is in the arms of the evil shadow.

Hei Ying wanted to destroy the ghost king and the boy together, so he used a trick of praying mantis, catching cicada and oriole behind him.

Cheng Yan frowned slightly. The information expressed in the murals was not comprehensive, so he only picked the important ones to paint.

The next mural is that the ghost king died under the cursed sun in order to save the young man. The ordinary sun would not be able to hurt it, but this is a tailor-made death zone for the young man.

Seeing the ghost king die in front of his own eyes, the young man couldn't feel the slightest joy, only seeing the surging spiritual power erupting from him, obliterating everything in an instant.

This is the end of the mural.

I don't know why, when Cheng Yan saw it, he felt a heartache.

If you don't know clearly that you haven't experienced it, you may really think that this is the past life.

In the system space, 009 stared at the last mural, speechless for a long time.

At this time, Cheng Yan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his sword and slashed at the last mural.

With one strike of the sword, the spirit stone shattered all over the ground, and there were sharp sword marks on the mural.

Cheng Yan moved his ears, can he still sit still?

He turned his gaze to other murals, and before the raised sword fell, it was blocked by an unknown force.

Cheng Yan turned his head and saw a black figure standing beside the pillar.

The man was dressed in black, and the cloak covered his eyebrows and eyes, revealing only the lower half of his face which was white and unreal.

"Crack, blah, blah..."

The strange sound of the ax scratching the floor that had disappeared for a long time suddenly sounded.