Urban Medical God

The guards were horrified, and someone shouted, "Call the Golden Phoenix Guards..."

Before they finished speaking, they all groaned and fell to the ground unconscious.

Ye Chen appeared again, holding his hand seal, but he had just cast a spell, the nightmare spell, which made the guards fall into sleep.

He did not kill anyone, mainly because he was afraid that the blood would spread.

After getting rid of these guards, Ye Chen cast the Night Emperor Sutra again, blending into the darkness, moving forward silently, heading deep into the abyss.

"Fan Qingying, Fantian Sword, they are all here."

After entering the abyss, Ye Chen could clearly capture the breath of Fan Qingying and Fantian Sword. The human breath was weak, but the sword's breath was quite fierce.

But for some reason, he always felt that there was a crisis behind him.

Who was it?

Could it be that he was discovered?

Ye Chen didn't think about it anymore, and continued to move forward along the place where the breath came from.

...

And just where Ye Chen left not long ago, a young man slowly emerged.

The young man had a sword on his waist and another sword on his back, which was really strange.

He was naturally Murong You.

There was a strange black jade floating above Murong You's head, and the black jade flashed with ripples, as if isolating him in this land.

It was even more magical than Ye Chen's Night Emperor Sutra.

"I guessed that the Lord of Samsara would definitely come to rescue people."

"I've been waiting for so many days, and I thought you wouldn't come."

"But Emperor Hun Tian is here too, and this game of chess is getting more and more interesting."

"If there is a chance this time, it would be nice to bring your body to Master."

"Of course, the most favorable situation is that I devour your body and replace you as the Lord of Samsara. At that time, what does Master count for..."

"I, Murong You, will never be a tool for others."

After saying this, the black jade above Murong You's head flashed slightly, and the ripples seemed to blend into this land.

...

At this moment.

Roar——

In the abyss of the dead, the roars of beasts and monsters could be heard from time to time. On both sides of the path under Ye Chen's feet, there were patches of swamps and muddy swamps. These muddy swamps were at least a thousand feet deep, and they were terrifying abysses. Endless filthy dark auras gathered and bred many beasts and monsters, which were rampant and roaring, making people palpitate.

Fortunately, Ye Chen's Night Emperor Sutra had mysterious magical powers. As soon as his body merged into the darkness, no beasts and monsters discovered him.

He entered the depths of the abyss of the dead and saw many guards patrolling. These guards were women, wearing armor engraved with phoenixes, and their bodies were filled with protective golden light. I think they were the Golden Phoenix Guards under General Shuyun, with the blessing of Vishnu.

Finally, Ye Chen walked all the way and came to the place where Fan Qingying's breath came from. He saw a pillar standing in a swamp and a woman tied to the pillar. It was Fan Qingying!

Fan Qingying was tied to a pillar, her hair was messy, her clothes were tattered, and in the swamp, black poisonous snakes kept crawling up, hissing and spitting out their tongues, crawling onto her, biting her and sliding down.

"Um...ah, don't..."

Fan Qingying moaned in pain, her body was covered with poisonous snakes, and she looked very scary and tragic. Her clothes had been bitten, revealing the festering and red skin inside.

Beside the quagmire, there were more than a dozen Golden Phoenix Guards stationed, their faces were as cold as sculptures, and they didn't care about Fan Qingying's life or death.

Fan Qingying was tied here, and it was unknown how long she had been tortured. Countless poisonous snakes kept biting and tearing her. Logically, she should have died, but she was still alive at this moment, and her spirit was still clear.

Ye Chen's heart trembled, knowing that it was the protection of the Brahma Sword.

The Brahma Sword was in Fan Qingying's body. If it weren't for the protection of this sword, she would have died long ago.

However, it would be better to die than to endure such terrible torture.

"That national teacher is really cruel. Instead of torturing her like this, it would be better to kill her."

Ye Chen's mind turned, and now of course he had to save people.

He saw that there were more than a dozen Golden Phoenix Guards guarding the scene. If he attacked violently, they might turn around and kill Fan Qingying.

"Nightmare method, Great Dream Sutra, soul-inducing sleep!"

At that moment, Ye Chen pinched his palms, and a wisp of twisted breath spread out like radiation, carrying the breath of illusory dreams.

This is his nightmare method, the method in the Great Dream Sutra, which can hypnotize people into dreams and make them fall into sleep.

It was like a breeze blowing by, and the dozen Golden Phoenix Guards were all startled, but they did not fall down as Ye Chen expected, but all of them were solemnly alert.

"Who is it?"

"Who is playing tricks?"

The Golden Phoenix Guards shouted angrily, looking around, although they did not find Ye Chen's location for a while, they had already sensed the breath of danger.