Temple of Madness

Chapter 457 Ambush
Chapter 457 Ambush

"Don't show such an expression. I didn't tell you not to follow me. Let's go, let's go and see why Yan Guixing and the others haven't come yet?"

Zhang Yang walked quickly towards the center of Xinhua Kingdom, followed by Xiao Hai. The more they walked, the more they felt that the street was really weird.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang in front stopped in his tracks, looked towards Si Zhou with his brows furrowed, and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Hai also stopped quickly and looked around curiously, feeling more and more that the streets today are really strangely quiet.

The most important thing is that with the improvement of strength, the perception of all practitioners will also be greatly improved. From the beginning, they can only faintly perceive the breath of people, and later they can listen to the subtleties of hundreds of meters or even farther away. Breathing.

But the surrounding area is too quiet, not to mention the sound of breathing, and there is no wind at all.

There is only one reason that can explain this kind of scene, that is, there is no one here, and the space is blocked by people!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was startled, and quickly protected the child behind him.

Xiao Hai also immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and Shen said with a frown: "Master, have we fallen into someone's frame?"

Zhang Yang pursed the corners of his lips, looked around nervously, suddenly his expression changed, he grabbed Xiao Hai, rolled over, and jumped to the eaves next to him.

All the movements happened in an instant, Xiao Hai didn't have time to react at all, he could only let Zhang Yang drag him in the air, swaying for a while, before dropping his toes.

Zhang Yang frowned and shouted loudly: "Aren't you just setting up a Hongmen banquet, are you going to wait for me? I'm already here today, so why hide? Come out quickly."

Suddenly there was a piercing laughter from a distance, and a black figure suddenly jumped to the opposite of Zhang Yang, looking at him with a cold face.

After Zhang Yang saw the man's appearance, he was taken aback for a moment, and said in a cold voice, "Song Guangming! Where are you hiding the people in this street?"

That's right, the person in front of him is Song Guangming from Mount Wutai!

Zhang Yang remembered that after returning from Wutai Mountain, Bailing had Song Guangming locked up in the dungeon, but how could this guy appear here at this moment, and his strength has reached the level of darkness!
At this moment, Song Guangming no longer had the kindness and kindness he had seen before, but instead had a feeling of eerieness from hell.

Song Guangming looked at Zhang Yang with contempt, and suddenly shook his body, and in an instant, seven huge black wings appeared behind him.

Zhang Yang looked at the wings behind Song Guangming in surprise, and shook Xiao Hai's hand, trembling involuntarily.

Xiao Hai immediately looked at Zhang Yang worriedly, and asked softly, "Master, what's the matter? Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before in Xinhua Kingdom?"

Although Xiaohai doesn't know who Song Guangming is, he can understand that he is definitely with the fallen angels, because the foreign faces of those fallen angels are all blond and blue-eyed. The old man in front of him has black hair and black eyes, and a Chinese The appearance of a person.

It's just that the seven wings behind him are a bit abrupt. The most important thing is that the feathers are still stained with blood, which have turned into black scabs, which is very ugly.

Zhang Yang also found that the wings behind Song Guangming were a bit strange, and what surprised him the most was that he found a sword mark on the wings that was so familiar.

When he was fighting with the fallen angel pretending to be a big Buddha, the wings behind him were cut by Zhang Yang's spirit sword.

Suddenly Zhang Yang thought of something, he frowned and looked at Song Guangming, and snorted coldly: "Hehe, let me tell you why the pair of wings behind you look so familiar, so you put the wings of the Buddha on your body .I'm just curious, since when did you sneak away?"

Song Guangming glanced at Zhang Yang proudly, and let out a cold laugh.

"Hehe, you idiots, I only blame you for being too arrogant. I was imprisoned in the dungeon, but no one was arranged to guard me. Isn't this giving me an opportunity?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Song Guangming in surprise, and suddenly found that this guy was very strange, as if he really underestimated him.

Song Guangming looked at Zhang Yang with a sneer, and suddenly clapped his hands. In an instant, there was the sound of rustling footsteps behind him, but when he heard this sound, Zhang Yang's face became even more gloomy.

Xiao Hai said with a trembling voice: "Master! Look, those ordinary people in Xinhua Kingdom, they are all breathless. Could it be... Are they all dead?"

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the team approaching aggressively in front of him. The familiar faces were all the people of Xinhua Kingdom, and it was indeed the same as what Xiao Hai said. Stiff, like the living dead I've seen before.

Zhang Yang clenched his fists angrily, and said hoarsely, "You! You turned them all into living dead!"

Before, Zhang Yang had always thought about leaving Xinhua Kingdom, no longer caring about the safety of the human race, and only wanted to live a quiet and stable life.

But the moment he saw these human races turning into living dead, his heart trembled violently, as if a dagger had been deeply pierced into his heart.

Song Guangming raised his hand slightly, and the people of Xinhua who had turned into living dead stopped neatly at his feet, staring blankly ahead.

The pale moonlight shone on their faces, which looked so strange.

Song Guangming raised his chin triumphantly, and the courtyard was filled with cold smiles.

"Heck, I thought you would really let them go. I didn't expect you to be soft-hearted. This means that you will never be able to achieve great things."

Zhang Yang was so angry that his whole body trembled, and in an instant the spirit sword appeared in his hand, and it turned into a bolt of lightning without hesitation, rushing towards Song Guangming.

Song Guangming smiled calmly, moved his body back slightly, and avoided Zhang Yang's long sword, then turned around and jumped onto another roof.

"What? If you become angry from embarrassment, then if you see the people behind you, you will be even more angry."

Song Guangming easily dodged Zhang Yang's attack. At this moment, Zhang Yang finally realized that Song Guangming was hiding too deeply. He was not at the level of Mahayana before, but had already reached Huajin!
While dodging Zhang Yang's attack, Song Guangming slapped it twice slowly, and the crisp applause sounded in the silent night sky.

In an instant, those Xinhua people who had turned into living dead moved!

(End of this chapter)