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Chapter 119 Burial Ground

Looking at a certain direction in the distance, Chen Changming couldn't help but frown.

The feeling I just felt was perfect.

That fatal, demon-like sense of threat is right in front of you, with a familiar aura.

Even now, Chen Changming has not yet fully recovered. He just recalled the aura just now, and seemed to be trembling all over his body, and subconsciously felt a great fear.

This situation is extremely unusual.

Chen Changming began to have an unknown premonition.

At that core, in addition to these inheritors in front of you, is there such a terrifying inheritor of the Spirit King?

If so, who can deal with him?

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind.

This place is fighting every day.

Although there are many inheritors in front of you, the consumption speed is also not slow.

When the inheritors here are exhausted, is Chen Changming finally facing the existence at the core?

Thinking of this, Chen Changming couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

"Half a month"

Recalling what Xia Qi said before, Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes and began to think silently in his heart.

The next time passed peacefully.

The outside world is as lively as ever, and there are constant fighting every day.

A few days later.

In the early morning, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the distance.

I saw a fight in the distance.

The person he was very familiar with was still the one he was very familiar with.

Yang Ling held the short sword in her hand, and at this moment she seemed to be a little more crazy, fighting with her opponent.

The object she was fighting for was not someone else, but the tall man she saw on the first day before.

Compared with Yang Ling, the man was undoubtedly stronger and his whole body was even more terrifying. At this moment, he had reached a terrifying level.

He rushed around. Although he did not have any weapons in his hand, even a pair of iron fists was enough to exert a terrifying power.

Yang Ling was no match in front of him, and was suppressed throughout the whole process.

If there were no accidents, she would probably fall here soon.

Chen Changming's expression was calm and his heart was silent.

The results in front of you are very normal.

After staying in this place for a long time, my ability to accept these things seems to be much stronger.

Moreover, with Yang Ling's current state, there is no need to struggle anymore.

Just killing in this place and ending your madness may be a good thing for him.

I believe that if Yang Ling was still rational, she would accept this result calmly.

Chen Changming's face was calm, and he just stared silently into the distance, watching the fight gradually end.

With the man's roar, Yang Ling was directly hit by her punch, and she collapsed to the ground weakly, looking extremely weak.

Her whole body was bleeding, and the black blood that had changed was constantly flowing, dyeing a piece of ground red.

As the power of the Spirit King in her body was constantly extracted, her life breath was gradually weakening.

But as this process happened, she seemed to have regained some rationality and recalled something.

Standing in the prison, Chen Changming clearly saw that Yang Ling fell to the ground weakly, turned around and looked back at him.

The two of them looked at each other, intertwining for a moment.

Several black-armored guards quickly stepped forward and carried Yang Ling away.

If there were no exceptions, in a moment, her signs of life would disappear and turn into a dead bone in the chaotic grave.

"Hey, your mistress is going to die."

On the side, Wen Liuhe's voice came over.

He looked at Chen Changming and chuckled softly: "How do you feel now?"

Chen Changming did not respond to his words, but just looked silently.

Standing there, he was silent for a moment, then stepped forward, grabbed the door lock in front of him, and tried to open the door.

"it's useless."

On the side, Wen Liuhe saw his movements: "Do you think so many inheritors are locked up here and can't go out at all?"

"The chains in this place are all traits. Without a specific key, you can't open it even if you are several times stronger."

He explained in this way: "Unless the guards outside let you out, you still don't think about it."

The guards outside let me out

Chen Changming raised his head and looked at the black-armored guard standing outside, like a statue.

"Can I go out?"

He spoke tentatively.

After the words came to an end, the black-armored guard in front of him did not react at all, and remained motionless like a sculpture.

"It seems that it's not possible."

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's heart and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He originally thought that with Xia Qi's emphasis on him, he might not be able to have some privileges.

Now that I think about it, I think too much.

Fortunately, he just tried it. If it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter.

However, just when Chen Changming was disappointed, the black-armored guard in front suddenly moved.

He took a step forward, looked at Chen Changming, and then walked forward with Wen Liuhe's shocked eyes, directly opening the chain in front of Chen Changming's door.

"This is OK, too?"

Wen Liuhe was stunned, not knowing what to say at this time.

"etc!"

He suddenly thought of something: "It seems that no one said he could not go out!"

The iron cage in front of you is not a restraint, but a protection.

Its own existence is to protect these inheritors from external threats and not to be damaged outside the situation of fighting, rather than trapping people.

Thinking about it this way, as long as you are willing, it seems okay to walk out of the prison?

This thought flashed through Wen Liuhe's mind, and then he also tried it.

He shouted at the guard in front, but in front, the guard just glanced at him and ignored him.

Obviously, even if there is no big problem, not everyone is qualified to do it.

For example, Wen Liuhe, there is no qualification.

"Thank you."

Opening the door and looking at the black-armored guard who opened the door for him, Chen Changming thanked him softly, then quickly walked out and headed towards the direction where Yang Ling was carried away.

“It’s true”

Looking at Chen Changming's figure leaving quickly, Wen Liuhe shook his head, not knowing what to say at this time.

Chen Changming's figure quickly moved forward.

Not long after, he walked through this area and came to another place.

A faint smell of blood came, extremely strong, making people feel a little disgusting.

Chen Changming subconsciously frowned, then looked up at his eyes and began to search around.

The place in front of you is a barren plain.

There are many large pits above the plains, and there are many corpses lying inside.

Some of these corpses looked very dry, without any flesh and blood on them, and they must have been sent for a long time.

Some of them are quite fresh, and the corpse looks not even rotten, so it should be that they were sent in during this period.

Some of them may even be sent in by Chen Changming himself.

The strong smell of corpse came from all directions, accompanied by the cry of mosquitoes, which was extremely disgusting.

Chen Changming suppressed the disgust in his heart and began to search this place.
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