Chapter 987 , Land of the Gods

With the addition of the mysterious symbols, the body that was almost broken by the chains gradually recovered, with muscles bulging and full of powerful vitality.

Zhou Yan's face quickly turned rosy, and his body exuded a powerful aura.

"Huh? What's going on?"

The sudden situation made Wang Sheng stunned, his eyes widened, showing disbelief, "Little bastard, you still have a hole card?"

"Bang bang bang—"

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and in the pupils, there was a frightening scarlet blood light.

At the same time, Zhou Yan threw out his right leg and kicked King Zhou hard.

This right leg seemed to contain immense power, and it swept across with a terrifying sound of tearing, so fierce and domineering that it made one's heart palpitate.

"Damn it!"

Wang Sheng's face changed slightly, he quickly loosened the chain, and retreated to avoid Zhou Yan's attack.

Boom!

Zhou Yan's kick missed, and he kicked hard on the wooden wall. Suddenly, a majestic force surged out, and the thick wall immediately sank, and dense cracks like spider webs spread along the wall.

The blow missed, Zhou Yan didn't stop, he clenched his right fist, his body flashed, and he swung another killing move.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, Wang Sheng took a few steps back again, his face was flushed, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Just now, if he hadn't dodged in time, he might have been injured by Zhou Yan's punch.

"Good boy, you really have some skills." Wang Sheng gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, it's just a trivial skill." Zhou Yan dismissed it, "If you only have this strength, then I will be very disappointed."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yan stepped forward, grasped a fist in his left hand, and poured a mighty true energy into it, and punched Wang Sheng.

The air exploded, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

Wang Sheng's face was solemn, his figure flickered, and he quickly avoided it.

Zhou Yan's punch missed, but he punched again, hitting Wang Sheng again.

This punch was as fast as thunder, and Wang Sheng didn't even have time to dodge, so he resisted the punch.

"Crack——"

Wang Sheng screamed suddenly, his body flew upside down, and he fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, his face pale.

"Damn it!"

Wang Sheng's face showed anger. He didn't expect that this little bastard still had more strength!

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Yan didn't give Wang Sheng any chance to react, his figure flashed, rushed out like a cheetah, and kicked Wang Sheng's chest.

"Boom—"

There was a muffled sound.

Wang Sheng's chest collapsed, his body limp like mud.

Wang Sheng was lying on the ground, coughing violently, with a gloomy face, staring at Zhou Yan who was half squatting in front of him.

There was unwillingness in his eyes, but even more surprise and doubt, "How could this be?"

It's over, Zhou Yan looked at Wang Sheng patiently, your entire Wang family will disappear into this ancient world with your fall.

"I know, you must be very unconvinced and hate me now." Zhou Yan grinned, showing his white teeth, "But, after you die, you don't have to be unwilling anymore."

"What... what do you mean?" Wang Sheng's face changed wildly.

"Because, soon, your soul will disappear forever, unable to be reincarnated."

Zhou Yan reached out to touch Wang Sheng's head, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, you don't need to worry. After you die, I will take good care of your family..."

"what--"

A shrill roar came from the depths of Wang Sheng's throat. He struggled desperately, scratching with both hands, trying to resist Zhou Yan's hand, but it didn't help.

"Do not--"

Amidst the mournful wailing, Wang Sheng slowly closed his eyes, with a look of pain and regret on his face.

...

"Husband, Ji Mingyue just sent a message. There may be Ye Xun's memory fragments outside the battle of the gods." Diao Chan said to Zhou Yan who was recuperating.

"Oh?" Zhou Yan opened his eyes, and a gleam appeared in them.

The outer area of ​​the battle of the gods.

This is a barren plain with no grass growing, and the surrounding fields are dark, filled with a depressing and weird atmosphere.

Primordial demons are running rampant here, and fierce beasts are rampant. If you don't pay attention, you will be in danger and you will be close to death.

"Ugh—"

Suddenly, there was a gust of breaking wind, and a group of black clouds swept towards Zhou Yan and the two of them, covering the sunlight, making it eerie and treacherous, as if it was going to swallow the entire sky.

The next moment, more than a dozen black shadows descended on top of Zhou Yan and the others.

They are covered in pitch-black scales and have bone spurs on their backs, resembling bats. Their bodies are black and shiny, their eyes are scarlet and bloodthirsty, and they release evil and ferocious killing intent, which is frightening.

"Jie Jie, it's food delivered to your door again!"

More than a dozen strange birds screamed up to the sky, flapped their wings, opened their sharp claws, cut through the void like steel knives, and attacked Zhou Yan and the two of them.

Diao Chan's pretty face was frosty, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, a stream of lavender true energy flowed out, gathered into vines, wrapped around her arms.

The vines are flexible and strong, like iron hoops, instantly imprisoning those strange birds.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, a strange bird exploded on the spot and turned into pieces.

At the same time, Diao Chan's figure was moving, shuttling among the strange birds, every time he punched, one of the strange birds would be killed.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen monster birds were wiped out, and their deaths were miserable.

"Huh~"

Zhou Yan let out a mouthful of foul air and narrowed his eyes.

"What are these strange birds?" Zhou Yan asked with a frown.

"I don't know either." Diao Chan shook his head, "I once heard from my grandfather that in ancient times, some gods and aliens joined together to form a huge force - the Devil's Prison. These strange birds should belong to that force , maybe it has something to do with that devil prison."

"Devil Prison?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, "You mean, these strange birds are monsters from the Demon Prison?"

"It should be." Diao Chan's beautiful eyes flashed.

The devil prison is an extremely huge existence in the ancient times. It is said that there are hundreds of god-level monsters in the devil prison.

Even now, the ancient era has long since ended, but there are still traces of the Demon Prison.

"Go, go and look for it."

Zhou Yan stood up and looked into the distance.

"En." Diao Chan nodded, then took Zhou Yan's arm and walked towards the distance.

This is a vast desert with rolling yellow sand.

In this vast land, there are endless gravel and rocks.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

Suddenly, in this desert, there was a slight sound.

"Who?" Zhou Yan and Diao Chan became vigilant and followed the sound.

I saw a figure shrouded in a gray cloak walking out of a pile of sand dunes.

The figure lowered its head, covering its face, making it impossible to see clearly.

"A sandstorm is coming!"

The cloaked man's voice was low and hoarse, with a trace of panic in his voice, he turned and fled.

Zhou Yan was slightly taken aback, this man's voice seemed very familiar...