Chapter 940: A New Chapter: King of the Prowlers—Kong Xuan

At night, hell, the dark blue moon rises, the darkness and the blue blend, deep and mysterious.

In the entire wilderness, rotting giant beasts took heavy steps, shaking the ground, and fierce birds in the sky appeared in groups like dark clouds with hostility.

Ever since the appearance of the blue moon, the night of Hell has become bloody and terrifying, and rogues have emerged in large numbers, haunting the wilderness densely.

Even outside some small and medium-sized cities, there are a large number of monsters and living creatures gathering, and the rotting creatures and living people spread to the end of the horizon.

Under the darkness of night, those were pairs of ferocious eyes, shining with murderous and cold-blooded light, ferocious beasts howled, fierce birds struck the sky, angels with divine wings fell in a pool of blood... ghosts wailed and gods howled in hell.

In the last two or three nights, even the True Saint Ashram has retreated into a safe area, even close to the gate of hell, ready to return to the present world through the space-time vortex at any time.

They were really scared. The so-called ruins of the city, the safe zone is not safe. At night, powerful wanderers came, kidnapped some true immortals, bit off the throats of two heavenly masters, and dragged them into the darkness, leaving long bloodstains on the ground.

Now everyone is asking, when will the reinforcements arrive? The current hell is not a place where the advance team can "work". Don't treat the Pathfinder as nothing.

The walls of the city of God are as tall as mountains, and there are not many wanderers outside the city. The huge city has a natural deterrent effect on the wild beasts.

In the center of the city, the tallest building - the stone tower, seems to be sinking into the deep space of hell, breaking into the faint clouds, and even the huge blue moon seems to be within reach.

Wang Xuan stood on the top of the tower, staring at the deep space, motionless, and resonated with the old universe where Shencheng was located. This may be regarded as the sublimation of fugue.

Through endless barriers, using the rhyme of Shencheng Dao as the medium, he felt the rise and fall and heaviness of the distant dim universe through remote sensing.

Even, this time, he saw the blurred outline of the universe, which was the improvement of super god perception, and described its essence through the rules of the universe overflowing.

Wang Xuan is immersed in it, there is no sorrow or joy, no glory or disgrace to cover his eyes, it is infinite profundity, vastness, and indifference, the old universe has decayed and revived, the rules are constantly being interpreted, and it is icy cold.

He seems to have transcended the real world, left hell, and wandered in the rules and rhymes transmitted by the unknown and fuzzy outer universe.

Even, when he captured a slightly fluctuating "afterglow", he restored part of the truth of an unknown number of epochs ago.

He reinterpreted the starry sky with strands of regular source matter, and then zoomed in and saw the passing scene.

A piece of starry sky is disintegrating, a huge face is approaching, covered with bloodstains, and the moment the muddy tears drip, there are broken stars.

What kind of series of creatures is that, an extremely different person? That creature saw the entire family wiped out, leaving no one behind, and he felt powerless.

"The birth and death of a galaxy is just a mottled stream of light for a moment. What is it for thousands of years? The old era ended, the extraordinary centers changed, races, homes, and universes were all shattered, and one civilization after another was extinguished. Who is transferring myths? Even the true saints are also migrating with their groups, as if they are fleeing. Why?"

That gigantic face was shattered, and with a whisper, it dissipated and gradually disappeared in the time and space where the old universe went dark.

"Who can prove that we have been here, we have existed? The Transcendent Center is constantly migrating... Is it worth following the road?" That was his last voice echoing among the broken galaxies of the old era.

Until the end, everything was gone without a trace.

Wang Xuan had no joy, no worries, and was silent. It was just a fragment of Dao Yun that he felt from afar. The outline of the outer universe was vague, huge and boundless, and there were too many fragments of passing wonders.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he "resurrected" and got out of the special fugue state.

"The years are rolling forward, and the vast universe is one generation after another. It does not stop for anyone. Those super creatures and the vast galaxies, in history, are just an insignificant wave between the fingers, blooming in an instant, and extinguishing in an instant."

In the Dao rhyme of the outer universe that Yao felt, Wang Xuan saw too much joy and sorrow, strangers opened the way, and the whole family fought for the cross, and it was hard to escape the last scarlet scene. What kind of Gaidai wizards in history, in the changes of the big universe, are not even dust. The sons of the true saints died tragically in the bloody era.

The withering of the powerful, the shattering of the extraordinary race, and the death of the saints are all old scenes that have passed away. It is difficult to resonate with them after seeing too much.

Even, it is far less real than the tears-filled smiles of children among mortals seen in a quick glance.

"Through one extraordinary era after another, I have witnessed too much, will my heart become numb one day?" he said to himself.

Among those passing wonders, the cries of extraordinary people, why the extraordinary transfer, why the myths transfer, are also his questions.

In the middle of the night, Wang Xuan looked at the strange thing on the phone and asked about it, but there was a dead silence.

Temporarily withdrawing from the remote sensing state of capturing Dao Yun, he began to comprehend the "Zhen Yi Jing", and the fog appeared again, covering the tower.

"The third method, yes, it is too difficult to create something out of thin air, maybe I should take it step by step."

He comprehended the scriptures, combined with reality, disappeared from the stone tower in an instant, and came to the city in one step. The city of God has a large area of ​​buildings, hiding many monsters, and even more hidden spaces, where giant beasts are dormant.

When Wang Xuan appeared in front of them again, the giant dragons and flying silver ants who had rioted all over the city and slaughtered him together were trembling.

They witnessed the battle during the day, and all kinds of monsters trembled. Although their mental consciousness was abnormal, some instincts were still there. Out of awe and fear of the strong, when this person appeared again, they did not dare to attack again.

The fragments of the sacred objects on Wang Xuan's body were not enough to make them completely identify as the Lord of the God City, and now they only had fear.

"We need to control monsters with monsters."

The streets are paved with black gold stones, flat but with large bloodstains, and there are corpses of various monsters in the distance, all left by Wang Xuan when he dug through the city of God.

Some wanderers have come back to life, and some have indeed died for good.

Wang Xuan found the White Sparrow, the Twelve-Star Golden Ladybug, and the beautiful Star Demon. These are three four-time limit breakers, all of whom were beaten to half-use by him.

The three creatures were terrified of him, and indeed they were frightened, but there was still a fierce light in the depths of their eyes, which was the instinct of monsters, which drove them to block the living creatures that broke into the city of hell.

Wang Xuan studied the three of them, operated the scriptures, "no" their malice, and tried to make them "have" a good impression and increase their intimacy.

He originally thought that this was a difficult process that required repeated research and continuous improvement.

But soon he discovered that some aspects were going very smoothly, and he wiped out the hostility of the three creatures against each other, and successfully dispelled the bad feelings.

However, in some fields, it has stagnated, and it is difficult to proceed, and it is impossible to let them get close to themselves and increase their favorability. He realized that this was due to the immaturity of the third method.

This is also the reason why he found three 4-time limit-breaking monsters, because he needed to verify and experiment with them.

Below the stone pagoda, the bull demon, yin-yang dog, black swan, etc. all stared straight at the eyes. The strongest prowlers and monsters in this city are all caught by Kong Xuan?

"How did he cultivate, break the limit 4 times, why is he stronger than others, and can beat city lord level creatures?" They whispered, feeling that Kong Xuan was in a state of no solution.

As for Wu Poxian outside the city, he ran away before the sun set. He was also afraid of the hell riot at night. As for entering the city of God, forget it.

On the stone pagoda, Wang Xuan repeatedly experimented and created something out of nothing many times to reshape their perception, but hell has unpredictable laws that prevent this change.

Until the end, he had to shake his head and sigh. If he wanted to transform the wanderer of hell for his own use, it would take a certain amount of time to "purify" slowly.

After figuring out the situation, he didn't want to waste any more time, so he backhandedly added the aura of a hell monster to himself, and used "have" on himself to embody it.

For a moment, the bull demon, the yin-yang dog, and the black swan were all terrified. They raised their heads to look at Kong Xuan on the high tower, their scalps tingling, and they felt that they were facing a powerful prowler.

Because, at this moment, Wang Xuan undisguisedly released his own dao rhyme, showing his profound strength in an all-round way.

Of course, he avoided the central palace area, and he didn't want to be hunted by a group of city lords.

The monsters all over the city couldn't help howling, feeling as if they were welcoming an overlord, cheering for the arrival of the new city lord.

"The monster is crazy again, the whole city is rioting!" The bull demon turned pale.

"What's the situation with Kong Xuan?" Black Swan wondered.

"Don't worry, I'll also change the aura for you so that you can get closer to the monsters, and you can set up a branch of the Demon Court here with peace of mind." Wang Xuan transmitted the voice.

He can't create things out of thin air, that's the top supernatural power, but now he can change the charm, reshape the aura, and "have" this kind of change, he can still do it.

For a moment, the cow demon, the ten-tailed fox, and the Void Mouse were all stunned. They looked at each other, as if they were looking at the living dead, and there was even a rotten smell, as if they had become wanderers.

"I think it's safer this way. Even if the main force of the demon court comes, they won't ask us to clean up the house, right?" said the ten-tailed demon fox.

"So, the Hell God City, the Wanderer Branch of the Demon Court, is officially established today?" Yin Yang Dog suggested.

The black swan said: "It's established. We didn't betray the sect. We are brave to open up and develop prowlers as disciples. In a sense, we are the orthodox of the demon court in hell!"

"Second!" The bull demon nodded immediately.

"That's right!"

...

They passed unanimously, and the Hell Demon Court was established. Then, the five demons discovered that they could really get close to the Prowler.

They couldn't believe it, Kong Xuan's methods were so unpredictable that he was able to achieve this step.

Wang Xuan was also greatly touched. The "Zhen Yi Jing" can be dug deeper, and it can balance some principles of hell. He has become the king of wanderers in the city of God.

Of course, this is temporary. After a while, he will have to run the scriptures to "purify" himself in reverse, and he needs to be contaminated with a strong rhythm of hell.

"You go and order all the wanderers to clean up the city of God and move the corpses away." Wang Xuan ordered them to do things after healed the wounded bodies of the white sparrow, golden ladybug, and star demon.

The blue moon hangs, and in the middle of the night, monsters all over the city are busy, dragging away the corpses and bringing in clean water to wash the streets.

Of course, this has something to do with the supreme will of the King of the Prowlers, as well as the diligence and dispatch of the Hell Demon Court, mobilizing all the monsters in the city to clean up the blood, broken arms and limbs, and rotting giant beasts.

Some remains can still be revived, the hell contains mysterious power, and some remains are dried up forever, becoming rations for other monsters, and they are all dragged into buildings and hidden spaces.

In the wilderness, wanderers came and looked out from the city gate in the sky, but none of them dared to enter the city.

In the early morning, when the sun rose and the morning glow was shining brightly, the entire city of God was clean, and it was no longer in a mess, and there was not a single remains lying around.

Of course, some bloodstains on the ground were difficult to clean completely, as they seeped into the black gold stone.

Overnight, the hell was full of life, all the wanderers disappeared, the screams of the gods and demons, and the monsters close to the alien level disappeared.

It is guessed that the wanderers came from the area beyond the real immortals and returned before dawn. Of course, there are many wanderers on this land, but the realm is not that high.

"There are clues. Yesterday, Kong Xuan was indeed headed all the way to the giant city area. According to the tracks detected by mechanical moths and ants, he passed seven or eight giant cities, but he didn't find his final destination."

The latest news received by Guixu Dojo was the blurred figure captured by those mechanical devices.

Zhuo Tianming's long golden hair was loose, shining like the scorching sun. He said, "Communicate with other families, gather information, and see what he is doing. Could it be that he wants to attack a giant city? We have lost so many troops, and we are dealing with a medium-sized city. He still wants to conquer a giant city alone? Unless he is crazy!"

All sects have eyeliners, ranging from raised birds to mechanical insects, etc. Many dojos are paying attention to Wang Xuan, and since seeing him break into the wilderness, they have launched investigations.

Near noon, after synthesizing the traces captured by the mechanical moths, ants and insects of various families, the people from other places were moved. Judging from Kong Xuan's route, he was clearly planning to attack the giant city.

"Is he really crazy?"

"In the other courtyard of Wujie Mountain, after he killed Yuan Tian and defeated Mu Wuya, Jing Zhongyue, and Ren Ran, he really thought he was a character. He was seeking his own death."

None of the True Sage Dojos thought that he would dare to commit suicide to explore the giant city.

Some disciples in the ashram sneered, this saved them a lot of work, and they didn't have to take revenge, and he himself went on the road to perdition.

Not long after, as the news was collected, they roughly sorted out Kong Xuan's last whereabouts, and came to the conclusion that he suspected to have entered a new giant city.

"It's strange, he can't be that stupid, how could he commit suicide, is it certain? Now that the specific area has been determined, let's check carefully nearby."

At noon, when the blazing sun of Hell was in the sky, the latest news came that Kong Xuan suspected that he had entered a giant city and disappeared without a trace.

This is a blurred and distorted back captured by a mechanical cicada from far away. Kong Xuan is too fast, but it can be roughly judged that he seems to have really entered the city.

"Is there any movement in the city?"

"It's quiet there at the moment, nothing has changed."

All the ashrams were surprised and wanted to know the exact result.

It didn't take long, and a large number of detection devices, including mechanical moths, appeared in that area, and there were bloodstains on the main street of the city photographed.

However, the city was surrounded by extraordinary fog, and it was difficult to see the situation in the center.

"Let people who have cultivated all kinds of divine eyes go and have a look. I really don't believe that a superhuman who can defeat limit breakers four times would be so unwise."

In the afternoon, a piece of news shook hell.

It has been confirmed that Kong Xuan broke into a huge city and died in battle. He was turned into a prowler by the mysterious power of hell, and now he stands motionless on the tallest stone tower in the center of that city!

"He died, and became a prowler? Unexpectedly, this is a death, begging for a hammer."

They repeatedly confirmed that after many observations by the person who cultivated the divine eye, he was indeed a monster, and his state was very similar to that of the prowler.

Moreover, someone from behind saw him standing with the ominous thing in the city.

The white sparrow, the golden ladybug, and the star demon are all creatures that have broken the limit four times. They coexist peacefully with him, and they all remain motionless.

"Unexpectedly, the so-called quality inspector, Kong Xuan, who has a notorious reputation, ended up like this. He died a bit of a loser. Let's go, let's go and see his last appearance."

The people in the True Saint Ashram were on the move, some wanted to determine his life and death, whether he was really a monster, and some wanted to watch the fun.

Hell 5 Poxian naturally heard about it, but he didn't say anything, thinking quietly: Didn't you put pressure on me to stop me from reporting major events in hell? Well, I will just watch you silently.

The main reason is that Hell 5 Poxian has witnessed Kong Xuan's record with his own eyes, so he really doesn't want to provoke him, so let's see the wind first.