Chapter 39 Shen Zhiwu's Counterattack

Jun Lintian looked at Shen Zhiwu in shock, and his eyes were full of surprises. For a moment, the two looked at each other.

"Ha ha... Lintian, it seems that I still underestimate you. Nowadays, you are not only very powerful, but also know these things about ancient times. Maybe... I can tell you the secrets in the City of Death in advance." Shen Zhiwu said this, and at the same time, his eyes were full of praise.

"Secrets in the City of Death? Do you know?"

"Nonsense, you don't look who your cousin is. I have been in the City of Death for so many years, and these secrets have not been found. I'm not Shen Zhiwu." Shen Zhiwu said, and at the same time, a force pulled Jun Lintian to fly into the air.

The two flew in a fixed direction, which was the location of the City of Death.

While flying, Shen Zhiwu said to Jun Lintian, "Lintian, do you know that there is a reason for the existence of the City of Death? It is not the product of the accidental painstaking efforts** of the royal family of the Yongyuan Empire."

"In fact, I guessed some of this, but... What on earth made the royal family so much? Is it the fourth heavenly dragon vein, the evil dragon vein of hell?"

"Yes, but not all of them. In fact, there was a dynasty in the Yongyuan Empire, but the evil dragon vein of hell was still being completely suppressed, but the servants of the previous dynasty felt that there was a dragon spirit above the city of death. It was for this reason that the imperial capital of the previous dynasty was established in the city of death. That piece of land."

"However, for countless years, it has been a sword and an ancient divine soldier that has suppressed the evil dragon vein of hell. However, with the establishment of the imperial capital of the previous dynasty, the vulgar spirit has gradually destroyed the delicate balance between the ancient divine soldiers and the evil dragon vein of hell for hundreds of millions of years, which led to the gradual awakening of the evil dragon vein of hell until With the establishment of the Yongyuan Empire, the imperial royal family found this. In order to prevent the evil dragon vein of hell from breaking out of the air, countless generations of monarchs tried their best, and finally came up with the endless spirit of death to assist the ancient divine soldiers and suppress the power of the evil dragon vein of hell..."

Shen Zhiwu said this, and at the same time, he fantasized in his mind that the competition between the strong and the evil dragon vein of hell for countless years, even with Shen Zhiwu's insight and will, he couldn't help feeling a chill deep into the bone marrow.

"As the spirit of the dead spirit in the city of death became stronger and stronger, it once again formed the delicate balance, but... Just ten years ago, the consciousness of an evil dragon vein of hell escaped the suppression and drifted out. Since then, this consciousness has taken away a master-level strong man, and this person is the people The ancestor in the mouth is one of the three giants of the City of Death.

"There is another secret that only I know. That is the divine soldier who suppresses the evil dragon vein of hell. When he produced his own wisdom, he was also taken away by the evil dragon vein of hell. It can be said that today's Mingzu is half of the evil dragon vein of hell. As for Jun Linyang, he sold his soul to the consciousness of the divine soldiers. In fact, it is the consciousness of the evil dragon vein of hell. The role played by Jun Linyuan is just a puppet and a chess piece of the evil dragon vein of hell.

Jun Lintian listened to these unknown secrets in shock, and at the same time, there had been a huge wave in his heart.

"So...what is the cultivation of Mingzu now?"

"The ninth level of power, but the actual combat effectiveness, even I, am not sure of winning." Speaking of this, Shen Zhiwu couldn't help but think of the figure shrouded in the bloody black robe and the dark breath. Even if he just wanted to think about it, he couldn't help feeling a shock.

The two said this, but their figures quickly crossed the void and kept flying towards the city of death.

Looking at the dignified Shen Zhiwu, Jun Lintian had a hunch. He asked in a low voice, "Cousin... We keep flying in the direction of the city of death. What is the purpose?"

The purpose? Hahaha... Lintian, I originally planned to bring you here after waiting for you to break through to the jihad level, but now your actual combat effectiveness is comparable to some jihad-level strong men. In addition, the magic gas in the Shen family's cave broke out, so... I advanced my plan."

"Plan?"

"Yes, in fact, the purpose of taking you to the City of Death today is to recover the evil dragon vein of hell and at the same time get the magic soldier who suppresses the evil dragon vein of hell... Whenever I think of the invincible attitude of Mingzu, I have an impulse to rush to fight him, but the other two immortals have been staring at him. , I can't do it directly, but now it's good, hehe... I can justly mess around in the City of Death."

"Is it right? And... did you just say that you recovered the evil dragon vein of hell and the magic soldier who suppressed the evil dragon vein of hell?

"Of course, you are the body of an ancient god and have an abyss of famine, so you don't have to worry about the terrible dragon power of the twelve-week dragon vein, and... In addition to me and the Pluto, there are two other jihad-level strong men in the city of death. After I stepped into the jihad level, I was invited by them to talk once, and through this In the second conversation, I also know the agreement between them. The power of the evil dragon vein is obtained by those who have the ability. As for the Mingzu, whether he released the evil dragon vein of hell from the suppression or was recovered by us depends on his strength.

"The reason why it was difficult for me to find trouble with Mingzu before was that with my own strength, I had no chance of winning, and not only that, it would also shake the suppression of the ancient divine soldiers, so that the hell evil dragon vein could escape from the suppression earlier... Now with you, even if it escapes from the hell evil dragon vein He, it's just a life to be recovered. Shen Zhiwu said this, and at the same time, there was a cold murderous intention in his eyes.

Feeling the almost materialized murderous intention on Shen Zhiwu, Jun Lintian felt a deep shock, which was the murderous spirit that could be accumulated by the sea of corpses and blood. At the same time, Jun Lintian also had a clearer guess about everything Shen Zhiwu had experienced in the City of Death over the years.

"Lintian, Shen Zhiwu is right. If he doesn't recover the evil dragon vein of hell now, if it is out of the suppression, it may be the time of chaos in the world. At that time, the power of the evil dragon vein of hell will also be completely restored in a short time, and no one can suppress it." The voice of the old wooden man suddenly echoed in Jun Lintian's mind.

With the determination of the old man of Gumu, Jun Lintian also made up his mind.

"That's all. In order to burn the dragon vein, I went back to my hometown and went deep into the northern wilderness between life and death. Now the evil dragon vein of hell is in front of me. Why don't I dare to take this risk? Although there is no commitment with Ye Yiyu, I still have the whole Jun family that needs to be guarded by myself, and my relatives, waiting for my protection.

Jun Lintian thought so in his heart, and at the same time, he looked at Shen Zhiwu's eyes, revealing a rock-solid firmness.

Shen Zhiwu's handsome face showed a signature ** and a swinging smile. He said, "What? Have you thought about it?"

For Shen Zhiwu's question, Jun Lintian just nodded slightly, and then his dark eyes looked into the distance. Where heaven and earth meet, a towering city appeared in Jun Lintian's vision. At the same time, Jun Lintian felt that where heaven and earth meet, it was full of blood, and at the same time, the void From time to time, there is a smell of decay.

"It seems that there is another fierce battle..." Jun Lintian thought, and after a few breaths, the figures of Jun Lintian and Shen Zhiwu have appeared over the city of death.

At this moment, in the city of death, those strong men who were still struggling on the edge of life and death suddenly looked up at the two figures of power in the void. At this moment, neither Jun Lintian nor Shen Zhiwu hid their breath. The unimaginable pressure permeated everyone's hearts, and the surface of Jun Lintian's body was also full of red. The flame.

The bloody sword in Shen Zhiwu's hand was seen by everyone, and the sword had already become a nightmare in everyone's hearts.

"It's him, that evil star is back..."

"Shen Zhiwu? Didn't he... leave the City of Death? Why are you back now?"

"Who is that red figure? Is it another jihadist strongman? But...but...crazy, the world is completely crazy. Why are there so many jihad-level strong men?"

The appearance of Shen Zhiwu and Jun Lintian directly led to the chaos of the city of death, which is not sparsely populated.

Jun Lintian found out his thoughts and felt all kinds of things in the City of Death. He couldn't help frowning deeply. It was the feeling between this moment. Jun Lintian completely understood what hell on earth was like. The City of Death was a hell on earth that existed in the world.

"Shen Zhiwu, why are you back again?"

Without any warning, a mysterious strong man covered in black robes appeared in front of Jun Lintian and Shen Zhiwu. Jun Lintian looked at the person in front of him in shock. He smelled an extremely dangerous breath from this person. Jun Lintian guessed in his heart that this was the three giants of the city of death mentioned by Shen Zhiwu. One of them.

"Why did I come back? Ha ha... To tell you the truth, I came here today for the power of the evil dragon vein of hell.

"Recovage the evil dragon vein of hell? Ha ha, just you?" Among the black-robed population, it is obviously disdainful.

"Of course I can't, but... what about the ancient god's body?" Shen Zhiwu's face showed a treacherous smile. At the same time, he said so, but before he finished speaking, Shen Zhiwu's figure had moved. Jun Lintian only felt a vast force permeating the world. At the same time, a huge sword that seemed to pierce the sky, cut through the void and directly hit the black-robed man in front of him. The power contained in this blow seems to divide the whole void into two.