Chapter 122 Burial Ground

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

The feeling just now was really empty.

That deadly, demon-like threat was right in front of him, with a familiar aura.

Even now, Chen Changming has not fully recovered, just thinking about the aura just now, his whole body seems to be unable to help but tremble, subconsciously feeling a great fear.

This situation is extremely unusual.

Chen Changming began to have an ominous premonition.

At the core, besides the inheritors in front of me, 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 us, the speed of consumption is also not slow.

When the inheritors here are exhausted, what Chen Changming will finally face is the existence of the core?

Thinking of this, Chen Changming couldn't help feeling 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 so peacefully.

The outside world was as lively as ever, with fighting going on every day.

After a few days.

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

In the distance, a fight was going on.

The target of the fight was still the person he was very familiar with.

Holding the short sword in Yang Ling's hand, she seemed to be even crazier at the moment, fighting with her opponent there.

And the person she was fighting with was none other than the tall man she had seen on the first day.

Compared with Yang Ling, that man's strength is undoubtedly stronger, and the strength of his whole body is even more terrifying. At this moment, it has reached a terrifying level.

He went on a rampage, even though he didn't have any weapons in his hands, even a pair of iron fists were enough to exert terrifying power.

Yang Ling was in front of him, not an opponent at all, and was suppressed the whole time.

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

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

The results in front of me are quite normal.

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

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

It might be a good thing for him to die in this place and end his madness.

Presumably, if Yang Ling herself had reason, she would accept this result calmly.

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

With the man's roar, Yang Ling was directly hit by one of his punches, and she collapsed powerlessly on the ground, looking extremely weak.

She was bleeding all over her body, and the mutated black blood continued to flow, dyeing the ground red.

As the power of the spirit king in her body was continuously drawn, her breath of life was also slowly weakening.

It's just that along with this process, she seems to have regained some sanity and recalled some things.

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

The eyes of the two men stared at each other, intertwined for a moment.

Several guards in black armor quickly stepped forward and carried Yang Ling away.

If there were no exceptions, after a while, her signs of life would disappear, turning into a dry bone in the mass grave.

"Hey, your mistress is dying."

From the side, a gentle voice came over.

He looked at Chen Changming and smiled slightly: "How do you feel now?"

Chen Changming didn't respond to his words, but just watched silently.

Standing in place, he was silent for a moment, and then stepped forward, with both hands on the lock in front of him, trying to open the door.

"it's useless."

On the side, Wen Liuhe saw his movements: "Do you think there is no reason why so many inheritors are locked here and can't get out at all?"

"The chains in this place are all special. Without a specific key, even if you make it a few times stronger, you will never be able to open it."

He explained in this way: "Unless the guards outside let you out, you should forget about it."

The guards outside let me out.

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

"Can I go out?"

He tentatively opened his mouth.

After the voice fell, the black-armored guard in front of him didn't respond at all, motionless like a sculpture.

"Looks like it won't work."

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He originally thought that with Xia Qi's attention to him, he might still have some privileges.

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

But fortunately, he was just trying, if it really didn't work, it didn't matter.

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

He took a step forward, glanced at Chen Changming, then walked forward with gentle and astonished eyes, and directly opened the chain in front of Chen Changming's door.

"That's okay too?"

Wen Liuhe was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say at this moment.

"etc!"

He suddenly thought of something: "It seems that no one said that you can't go out!"

The iron cage in front of him was not a restraint, but a kind of protection.

Its existence is to protect these inheritors from the threat of external forces, and not to be damaged outside the occasion of fighting, rather than to trap people.

Thinking about it this way, as long as you want to get out of the prison, it seems that there is no problem?

This idea flashed in Wen Liuhe's mind, and then he tried it.

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

Obviously, not everyone is qualified to do it, even if there are no major issues getting in the way.

People like Wen Liuhe don't have the qualifications.

"Thanks."

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

"It really is"

Looking at the figure of Chen Changming leaving quickly, Wen Liuhe shook his head, not knowing what to say at this moment.

Chen Changming's figure moved forward quickly.

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

There was a faint smell of blood, which was so strong that it made people feel a little sick.

Chen Changming frowned subconsciously, then raised his head to look in front of him, and began to search around.

The place in front of him was a barren plain.

On the plain, there are many large pits, and many bones lie in them.

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

There are also some that are quite fresh, and the corpses don't even look decomposed, so they should have been brought in during this time.

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

The strong stench of corpses came from all directions, accompanied by the sound of mosquitoes, it was extremely disgusting.

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

"Boy, what are you looking for?" A voice suddenly came from one side, the voice sounded very hoarse, with some vicissitudes, like a very old man.