Urban Medical God

Woo woo woo——

A desolate and sad, ancient and deep flute sound with boundless sorrow and pain suddenly flowed out from the sinner's flute in the broken singer.

This desolate and sad flute sound spread between heaven and earth with the wind, and a terrifying scene appeared. The sky and the earth began to fade, as if being eaten by the endless abyss. The originally blue sky quickly turned black and white.

The thousands of miles of continuous mountains in Fenji Lingshan also faded rapidly. Many flowers, plants and trees all withered and decayed. It seemed that there was some terrible curse sweeping across, making everything in the world fall into withering and death.

Sinner's Elegy!

This is the sinner's elegy, the death movement of the sinner's flute!

Once the sinner's elegy comes out, the creatures of heaven and earth will be corroded by the abyss and fall into fading depravity.

In Ye Chen's eyes, the world that was just full of colors suddenly turned into a desolate and dead blank. He felt a burning pain on his skin, and his nerves became extremely sensitive. A little breeze blowing over him felt like a knife cutting.

Under the sound of the flute of the Sinner's Elegy, Ye Chen actually showed signs of degeneration and becoming a faded person!

Pah Pah Pah——

In Lingshan, a shocking scene appeared. The bodies of thousands of Lingshan disciples faded and then exploded under the sound of the flute of the Sinner's Elegy.

They were faded people themselves, but they were protected by the Redemption Ring, and the faded abyss did not break out.

But now, under the sound of the flute of the Sinner's Elegy, the Redemption Rings of all Lingshan disciples were broken, and they fell into fading again. Their flesh burst like fire, and their bodies quickly burned to ashes.

And in this process, no one groaned, and everyone was willing to die with great piety and determination.

All the disciples of Lingshan died. Their bodies burst and the essence of flesh and blood that burst out all turned into wisps of blood light and gathered on Duan Lige.

Duan Lige was blessed by the essence of flesh and blood of countless disciples, and his breath was even more fierce and abundant. The sound of the flute he played was even more desolate and gloomy. The majestic will of the abyss faded constantly impacted Ye Chen's body and mind.

Buzz!

Behind Duan Lige, the ring of salvation kept humming, shining with golden light, and the phantom of Vishnu was suspended, bringing Duan Lige supreme protection and blessing.

But under this blessing, Duan Lige was not backfired by his own flute sound. The world was fading, and he still maintained his own color.

Strands of flute sound scraped across Ye Chen's skin like a blade flying sword. Under the cover of Duan Lige's sinner's elegy, Ye Chen was also in danger of falling into a faded person.

This was Duan Lige's method. He knew that in the collision of martial arts and magical powers, he would never be able to touch Ye Chen, but was just hitting a rock with an egg.

But relying on the sinner's flute and a sinner's elegy, he might be able to make Ye Chen fall!

Ye Chen seemed to see his future in a trance.

Swallowed by the sound of the flute, he became an existence abandoned by this world.

His world lost its temperature and color, only endless desolation and sadness.

But this scene did not last long, and Ye Chen's Dao heart was extremely clear. That was the Dao heart of the martial ancestor, the ultimate Dao heart in the world! Fearless of everything!

"Want me to fall into a sinner? Not enough!"

Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and seeing the world fade into desolate black and white, he was not panicked. He pinched his hand seal, and his whole body burst out with rolling demonic energy, and a solemn majesty of hell also exploded.

"Devil Prison Star, open!"

Accompanied by a roar, a dark star rose above Ye Chen's head, that was the Demon Prison Star!

This Demon Prison Star has not been completely lit, but the four fragments are combined into three, and the breath of hell is already very strong and rich.

As the fate star emerged, a magnificent picture of hell, as if tearing the shackles of heaven and earth, suddenly unfolded around Ye Chen, black clouds and mist surged, endless demonic energy and evil blood intertwined, deep and oppressive.

In hell, the fire of the netherworld was boiling and jumping, thousands of ghosts were howling, Shuras and Yakshas were flying, countless demons and monsters were worshiping Ye Chen, and they wailed and praised him.

Endless hellish mist gathered on Ye Chen and turned into an emperor's robe, as dark as night, embroidered with thousands of bright moons.

This is the hell magic robe. With the magic robe, Ye Chen became the master of hell, the demon emperor of the netherworld, and his momentum suddenly became fierce.

The sound of the flute of the sinner's elegy came over, and the time and space around Ye Chen had faded to pale, but Ye Chen himself, in a fluttering black robe, the blood sea of ​​hell was boiling, but the color was very dazzling, and there was no sign of fading at all.

Wuuwuwu——

Duan Lige kept playing, a song of elegy for sinners, pushing it to a climax, the sound of the flute became extremely harsh, revealing a sharp curse.

But even so, he couldn't make Ye Chen's hell fade!

The hell manifested by the Demon Prison Fate Star, which gathered three fragments, has a very deep foundation of magic. The deep veins of hell even carry the breath of the skeleton of the former Yama Death God.

Duan Lige's eyes were almost cracked and bleeding, but his song of elegy for sinners still couldn't hurt Ye Chen.

Even the song of elegy for sinners couldn't make Ye Chen's hell fade!

Ye Chen saw the hell magic robe on his body, with thousands of bright moons embroidered and shining, and he was very satisfied in his heart, thinking: "The Demon Prison Fate Star is really powerful. The hell manifested by it, the sky and the earth fade but not sink, time and space are erased but not decayed, this is hell, eternal hell."

His heart was moved, and the breath of hell spread, and the devilish energy rolled, filling time and space.

In an instant, the color of heaven, earth, time and space that had faded just now returned to color again, but it was all the dark color of hell, revealing the boundless meaning of death.

Hell is sweeping across, and the black demonic energy of hell spreads out, transforming all the time and space it touches into hell.

Soon, with Ye Chen as the center, the land with a radius of thousands of miles turned into a dark and sinking hell. Countless ghosts and monsters were roaring and wailing, and black claws stretched out from the ground, trying to pull down the people standing in the mountains. The song of separation at the top was also completely dragged into hell.

"Go to hell!"

Ye Chen shouted suddenly and grabbed the air with his palms. Those dark claws grabbed Duan Lige's legs and dragged him into hell.

"snort!"

Behind Duan Lige, the phantom of Vishnu had a gloomy look, snorted, and immediately sent out a golden blessing.

Suddenly, Duan Lige's body exploded with amber golden light, brilliant and magnificent.

Click!

The pitch-black claws that Ye Chen summoned from hell were immediately petrified by the radiation of amber's golden light and turned into amber stone sculptures.

It was inconvenient for Vishnu to take action himself, but relying on Stone Heart's blessing was enough to cause huge trouble to Ye Chen.