In mid-air, the Star Soul Tower, which was originally as proud and awe-inspiring as a general, was as submissive as seeing a king at this time, and his whole body trembled like chaff. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ruthless thunder roared, swearing on behalf of the high black sun, it is the insurmountable king within this evil ghost path, the king who cannot be disobeyed, the king who cannot be challenged, and the only king.

At this time, the energy above the thunder is no longer an existence that ordinary monks can understand, the power of the law, the power of the desolation, the power of the interface, and the power of the underworld are even more than the energy released when Xu Yang casts the Moon Illusion Dzi.

This black thunderbolt is the embodiment of the scepter in the hands of the Emperor Xudu, the lord of the underworld. The Scepter of Punishment of the Immortal Emperor, which was high up and could only be looked up to, was fiercely whipped on the body of the Star Soul Tower at this time.

As if to say: "Despicable slave, kneel down for Bendi!"

A moment later, the cracks on the seven-story tall Star Soul Tower were connected into a net, and ten thousand golden lights pierced out from the cracks in the net, and the forty-two tower bells on it played in unison, and the rapid and crisp sound of "Dangdang" seemed to be the last swan song of its life.

Collapse!

Smash the ground and collapse!

Unleash unleashed unrivaled energy to collapse!

The void is torn apart!

A rapidly circling black hole suddenly appeared at the location where the Star Soul Tower had just burst.

The space black hole is several zhang in size, faint black, bottomless, like a big mouth from hell devouring everything in front of you, mountains, rocks, trees, air, even light cannot escape.

The energy emitted by the frantic collapse of the Star Soul Tower was also sucked into the black hole. For a while, the wind howled, like a hundred beasts roaring together, terrifying.

The terrible thing is that the hibiscus and the little red candle that fainted on the ground had no ability to resist, and they were swept up by the wind, and the two black figures were like helpless boats in the angry waves, and they were instantly sucked into this black hole.

Xu Yang in the distance saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

"Hibiscus, wait for me!"

A shout.

Without thinking too much, Xu Yang rolled up his fire wings behind him, and exerted the remaining mana in one go. The leaping figure turned into a red streamer, and in the blink of an eye, it chased into the black hole and disappeared.

Almost at the same moment, the body of the moth dressed in black came together, leaving only a ghostly phantom into the black hole.

Star Leopard, Star Tiger, Luo Yu and Yin Feng successively used various methods to resist the sucking power of this black hole, and for a while, the sword light was like a net, and the crackling sound continued. But it didn't seem to have much effect, and the four of them were unstable on their feet.

In the next moment, the black sun flashed in the sky. An invisible energy fell on the black hole like a spell.

The black hole, which was once raging like a beast, suddenly turned into a docile kitten, spun rapidly, getting smaller and smaller until it became the size of a pinpoint, and finally disappeared.

Black Sun, the incarnation of the Emperor of the Underworld, is always the master of this interface.

The four Star Leopards looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces were extremely complicated.

There is the joy of escaping the black hole devouring, the regret that the task cannot be completed for the time being, and the admiration for Xu Yang and Moling's will to sacrifice their lives.

"They were swallowed up by a black hole. Yin Feng, who had changed back to his original appearance, looked at the empty void and said, then stretched out his large hooked nose and sniffed back and forth, shaking his head in disappointment.

"I wonder where they were taken by the space black hole? Maybe they will be lost in the space black hole forever. Luo Yu said, habitually using her hands to tie her already messy hair back neatly.

"No matter where you go, as long as that person doesn't die, Sannomiya's hunting order will never stop. Xingbao said, and the Xinghui sword in his hand returned to the scabbard behind his back with a bang, waiting for the next pull.

"It's a pity that the Star Soul Tower, it's a very precious secret treasure possessed by the Youxing Palace. I didn't expect it to be burned by thunder like this. However, the energy from the explosion of the Star Soul Tower was also sucked into the spatial black hole just now. As long as we can sense where the Star Soul Tower finally released energy, we may be able to find them. As he spoke, Xinghu touched his two mustaches with his hand, obviously his heart was not at peace.

"It's possible, but it's tricky to track down. There are only twenty days left before the deadline for the hunt. If we can't find it before then, we'll wait to go back and confess. Star Leopard said with a serious face.

"It seems that the man fled into this forgotten place, and sure enough, he had prepared many means to respond. Let's contact the two of us from the Phantom Palace as soon as possible, everyone is in one place, if we can really find that person, we have a better chance of winning. Luo Yu regained her supposed calm thinking and gave advice.

After this battle, the Star Leopard and the Star Tiger did not have the previous arrogance and sharpness. They all expressed their agreement with Luo Yu's suggestion.

......

In the path of evil ghosts.

There is an unknown place, or a place hidden in a mysterious enchantment.

It is a village, a town nestled in a wide valley.

In the middle of the valley, in the center of the village, stands a blood-red monument about ten feet tall.

The monument is cylindrical, and its base is like a giant tree root coiled and staggered into the dirt below. From the bottom upwards, blood-red veins wrap around the surface of the monument. And there seems to be blood flowing in the veins.

It is said to be a monument, but it is more like a giant otherworldly spirit tree.

The top of the monument sprayed countless pale red rays of light outward, like a huge umbrella, stretching out a huge enchantment space.

Villages and towns are protected by this giant umbrella space. A boulder poked at the entrance of the village is engraved with three large characters.

Forget the Valley of Worries.

Miraculously, from the outside of the valley, there are no monuments and villages and towns to be seen. And the furious heat of the black sun high in the sky became harmless and docile after being filtered by this enchantment.

There was no wild and murderous aura in the rest of the Demon Path, but the harmonious and quiet atmosphere of ordinary human villages everywhere.

In an unnamed tavern in the middle of the village.

"I don't know who is pouring in this year. The color is more tender than the cold syrup, and the fragrance is the same as the nectar eternal spring. A drinker sang.

The drinker sat alone at a table with only one large jar of wine except for a plate of fried peanuts that had been eaten and a few leftovers.

The wine jar is a brown-glazed clay potbelly bottle, which looks like it can hold more than a dozen catties of liquor.

He was dressed in a soap-colored coarse cloth that had been changed many times, and the cuffs showed the original light color of the fabric. The appearance is upright and delicate, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and long black hair is simply tied behind his head.

At this time, he was holding an empty wine cup that had just finished drinking, and after chanting a wine poem with an intoxicated face, he raised his hand and grabbed the edge of the wine jar on the table in a dashing manner, and wanted to pour another bowl of wine.

But he shook his hand, only to find that the jar was empty.

His slightly drunken eyes glanced towards the counter of the liquor store, and the corners of his mouth turned up into an uninhibited smile.

"Hey, Boss Bai, serve the wine. ”

Behind the counter stood a plump young woman in a blue gown, but not fat. The young woman's long hair was tied in a simple bun on the top of her head, and a simple silver hairpin was worn. Although her appearance can only be regarded as average, the plump curves of her bandeau reveal the mature charm unique to young women, which is enough to attract people's attention.

"Drunkard Xiao, you owe me thirty taels of wine money, why do you want to continue to pay on credit?"

As she spoke, the young woman spun out from behind the counter, stooped down and picked out a jar of unopened wine from under the counter, twisted her waist, and came to the table in a few steps.

Gently put the wine jar on the table, stretched out his hand to skillfully open the wine jar, and then held the wine jar with both hands, and poured the liquor into the empty wine cup of the drunkard Xiao.

At this time, her body leaned forward slightly, and her chest, which was already very plump, seemed to be more weighty, and it seemed to be about to break through her clothes and jump out. Maybe they were originally a pair of fat white rabbits that could jump.

But the drunkard Xiao's gaze always stayed on the silver wine line flowing from the mouth of the wine jar, never moving half an inch, never moving away for a moment.

It is said that wine can mess with sex, but for real drunkards, fine wine cannot tolerate a grain of sand in their eyes. The drunkard Xiao is this kind of person, a complete drunkard.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's thirty-three taels of wine now. Or Boss Bai, you know me, if you don't pay back the money you owe for drinking, the taste of the wine will change. At the end of the month, I promised to pay off the drink. The drunkard Xiao said, picked up the wine cup and looked up and dried it up.

The real drunkards don't owe money for wine, it's a drink, and it's a character.

"Good wine, this ancient method of brewing Sangluo wine is really unstoppable. The drunkard Xiao said as he clicked his mouth.

"Drunkard Xiao, why didn't you see your inseparable little apprentice today?" asked Boss Bai.

"My good boy? He's gone out to collect medicine. The drunkard Xiao replied dryly.

"Could it be that your apprentice went to collect medicine and sell it to the pharmacy again, and used it to exchange wine money for you?"

"Hey, hey. The drunkard Xiao didn't answer, and smiled embarrassedly.

"I don't know if you're blessed, or if you're an apprentice who is unlucky. recognizes you as an alcoholic master, and every day is to make money for you. ”

......

"Jingle bell. ”

There was a crisp sound of striking iron in a blacksmith shop in the town.

A middle-aged man half-shirted is striking a red iron ingot with a hammer in his hand.

He had a wet towel on his shoulder, and his sturdy arms splashed large droplets of sweat between them. His muscular chest seemed to be stronger and more powerful than an iron ingot, a pure man.

"Sledgehammer, how's the shovel you built for me?"

Outside the iron shop stood an old man with a white beard, although his face was full of wrinkles, his breath was full of breath, and his eyes showed shrewdness. As he spoke, he picked up the brass cigarette pouch pot in his hand, took a sip, and spit out a leisurely ball.

"Village Chief, your shovel will be ready in about a quarter of an hour. If you're not in a hurry, you can go around town and come back to pick it up. The blacksmith replied heartily.

"Okay, I'll go around first, the town has been quiet lately, and I've saved a lot of effort. With that, the old village chief turned and left.