Chapter 852: The Tang Cult Resists the Alien Tribe and Spreads the Reputation of Our Three Thousand Domains

This world was scarlet, with only the blood moon hanging high.

Ghosts were howling, and evil monsters were moving, showing the weirdness of this place.

The space trembled slightly, and the colorful waves evolved into a translucent door, which slowly opened and a person walked out.

"Dead Silence Demon Abyss, I don't know how long it has been since I came here." He said softly.

This person had long gray hair hanging down his shoulders, and his eyes contained a strange color, as if he could stop the years.

He was the first emperor of space beasts, Mi Sheng.

This time when he came to the Dead Silence Demon Abyss, his purpose was not just to kill Tang Chen, but also to get the statue located here.

Because the statue involved the imperial palace of the five great emperors, all the strong would want it.

Roar...

A deep roar sounded, and Mi Sheng was surrounded by skeleton monsters within dozens of miles around him, as if he was regarded as prey.

The next moment, they turned into white light, and rushed towards Mi Sheng with a mouthful of fishy wind.

Buzz.

Mi Sheng didn't even look at it. He waved his fingers lightly, and the space solidified. All the skeleton monsters were fixed, and even their eyeballs couldn't move.

"You are not qualified to be hunters." He said lightly.

Mi Sheng clenched his palms lightly, and the skeleton monsters, regardless of their size, were crushed by the deep space pressure and died.

His eyes gradually became colder, and he said: "Tang Chen, no matter how far you run, I will bite your neck and won't let go."

Mi Sheng's figure turned and moved, flashing in the space a few times and then disappeared. His movements were very strange, and people couldn't see his trace at all.

...

Dead Silence Demon Abyss.

When it was rumored that there was a statue of the emperor here, no matter how dangerous it was, people would flock to it.

The cultivators knew that once they got the statue of the emperor and obtained the inheritance of the imperial palace, they would benefit from it for a lifetime.

A fairy art can make people start from changing their qualifications, and there are people willing to practice until the ancestral fairyland.

Therefore, the importance of the emperor's inheritance is quite understood by the cultivators.

"This place is really weird. Ten people have died since we came in."

"Well, be careful. The monsters here are not simple."

"No wonder it is a dangerous place. No one would have thought that there is a statue hidden here."

The cultivators communicated secretly and searched for traces of the statue one by one.

Buzz!

Instantly, the void shook violently, and the fairy mist that gushed out lingered in all directions, beautiful and magnificent, deeply attracting the hearts and minds of everyone present.

A group of dragons appeared, swallowing clouds and spewing mist, sprinkling nectar to moisten the dry land of the Dead Demon Abyss.

"That is the Fairy Dragon King of the True Dragon Clan!" Someone saw a big dragon in the clouds and said in surprise.

The Fairy Dragon King was snow-white all over, and his scales were crystal clear like jade carvings. Wherever he passed, there were thousands of auspicious colors and thousands of rosy clouds. He was the most beautiful existence at this moment.

Thousands of dragon qi fell, and the Fairy Dragon King led the dragons to transform into a handsome man.

The colorful battle robe worn on the agile and tall body has a natural visual sense.

He looks at people without looking at them with his eyes, as if he is looking at people with his nose, and his arrogance is beyond words.

"Human race, do you know the news about the statue?" asked the Immortal Dragon King indifferently.

These cultivators looked a little ugly. Is it necessary to look at them like this?

But the Immortal Dragon King has an extraordinary temperament, which makes people want to submit to him involuntarily.

Some people answered obediently: "Reporting to the Immortal Dragon King, there are some strange phenomena, but there is no trace of the statue."

"Alas, the human race is always so incompetent, which makes me very disappointed." The Immortal Dragon King sighed.

Because in his worldview, the human race is always the lowest, most useless and inferior race.

So he never believes in the human race, only himself and the True Dragon Race.

This sentence of the Immortal Dragon King aroused the resentment of many human cultivators.

"Huh?"

The True Dragon Race strongman who came with the Immortal Dragon King raised a questioning voice with a nasal tone.

These human races immediately withered away, and the strong were above everything else.

However, some people still gritted their teeth and said, "I heard that Tang Jiao also came to the Dead Silence Demon Abyss. He is a hero of the human race, and he is definitely not incompetent."

The Immortal Dragon King frowned slightly, not displeased, but somewhat puzzled.

Because he rarely pays attention to the human race, unless he knows more about the Blue Sky Tyrant Blood and the Ancient Saint Body.

"I seem to have heard of this person, hero? I'm afraid he is not a waste human race seeking fame and reputation." The Immortal Dragon King sneered and shook his head.

The cultivator shouted with a red face and thick neck: "Tang Jiao resists the foreign strange tribe and promotes the reputation of my three thousand domains!"

"Killing a few wastes of the foreign strange tribe is a hero? My True Dragon Clan once rushed to the front, and he was not born yet." The Immortal Dragon King sneered with contempt.

Every word he said was extremely contemptuous of the human race, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

As for the so-called Tang Chen, the human race, death and extinction have nothing to do with him.

The Immortal Dragon King came this time for the statue, not the human race.

"Be a good person in your next life. By the way, you don't have the qualifications, hahaha." The Immortal Dragon King patted the man's shoulder, and laughed seriously.

He took the handkerchief brought by the person next to him, wiped his palm and threw it away.

The Immortal Dragon King soared into the air and flew away in the eyes of countless people.

"Bah, what a thing!" The cultivators couldn't help but curse.

But the oppressive power of the Immortal Dragon King made them dare not say anything harsh.

If a race wants to become strong, it must rely on its own strength, not on the strength given by others.

...

On the Zuchen Boat, Tang Chen and others were galloping.

As they passed by, they also heard many cultivators talking about many powerful people coming.

The True Dragon Clan, Space Beast, and Ye Aotian also appeared from time to time.

"Is the Space Beast here to kill you?" Gao Dafu asked while rubbing his chin.

Tang Chen shrugged and said, "Those who can come from thousands of miles away are either to kill me or for the statue. I'm used to it."

"How many people have you offended?" Jin Liezhang asked depressedly.

Tang Chen counted his fingers seriously and explained, "Let me count for you. The Immortal Clan, the Ye Family, the Space Beast, the entire Outer Domain Weird Clan, and some who have not been remembered..."

"Okay, the entire Outer Domain Weird Clan is enough to scare people." Everyone interrupted hurriedly.

Tang Chen waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I haven't had any intersection with the True Dragon Clan, but I know a Wasteland Dragon Lord."

Boom!

Suddenly, the dark clouds on the Cangqiong Mountain in the Dead Silence Demon Abyss turned.

The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the thick black clouds seemed to be able to devour the souls of others, constantly twisting and rotating, evolving into a domineering aura.

Faintly, a strange thing condensed from the black cloud, like some kind of guidance.

"The vision is here, and the statue will be found if nothing goes wrong." Jin Liezhang said softly.

At the same time, this scene was also seen by all the creatures in the Dead Silence Demon Abyss.

At this moment, they were all trying to deduce where the statue was, or maybe it was not the statue, but something else.

But in any case, the cultivators had to try it, otherwise they would not know the truth.

Tang Chen stared at the restlessness and uneasiness of the black cloud, and thought to himself: "This doesn't seem to be the trace of the statue, but more like the manifestation of some dangerous place."