The young descendants of the various forces entered the black giant tower one after another and disappeared from view. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere are older generations of cultivators, cultivators who have changed their appearance, suppressed the realm of cultivation, and want to blend in with the young people, but unfortunately their wishful thinking failed, and they were still beaten out, unrecognizable, their bodies were broken, and they fell on the spot, which made people feel chilled.

This is the result of the provocateur, the tragic end, the end of life, no one to try again, this black giant tower is really only a real young cultivator can set foot in.

"Whoosh"

Dozens of figures came from afar, and the sound of breaking the air sounded.

"People from the Jiangzuo family."

An elder spoke, looking at the group of people in front of him.

"That's Feathered Royalty."

Someone saw a few people in the same group, and the group was dressed differently, and they could tell at a glance. Not only these people, but then some people came, belonging to different families, the Holy See, all of them are representatives of the big forces, after understanding the situation, the younger generations entered the black giant tower.

The younger generations are gone, and the older figures are near the Black Tower, not far away, waiting.

Inside the black tower, except for the darkness when you first entered, there is a faintly visible light inside, the structure of the tower is changeable, the road is intricate, I don't know where it leads, and even from time to time you can see a dazzling light coming from the end of the other end in the distance, and the eyes of people are stabbing in the dark.

After Soul Yan himself entered the giant tower with a black background, he did not go deeper, but wandered near the entrance, tried to get out, but could not do it, and checked the traces in the black tower, wanting to find some clues

After a while, there was a small and broken sound behind him, which seemed to be footsteps.

"Someone came in?" Soul Yan frowned slightly and muttered to himself, not expecting that someone would try again.

A figure soon appeared in the field of vision, a young man, a rare high-level shot, should belong to a certain force, that person looked at the soul words vigilantly, with hostility, wary.

In a moment, two more figures appeared, dressed roughly the same as the young man who came first, talking to each other, and leaning up when they saw the young man, they were very familiar with each other, like the same faction.

"You're the first to come in?" One of the three asked, his voice calm.

"Yes." Soul Yan nodded.

The man glanced at Soul Words, didn't say much, and left with the other two.

Then, another person walked in one after another, only glanced at Soul Yan slightly, and then left again.

"It's you, you're here!" A soft voice came, it was a woman's voice, and the voice was as soft as heaven.

Soul Yan looked around, where a woman appeared, her face was fair, her skin was like mutton fat jade, there was a faint streamer on her face, she was dressed in purple, with a holy breath.

"You are?" Soul Yan looked at the woman, who didn't seem to know her, and she had a sense of déjà vu, but she hadn't seen it, and she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"The soul prince did not say goodbye to his demon clan, and appeared here quietly, really let our Highness bear your heart for you for a while, I didn't expect us to meet here." Another soft voice sounded, the same woman's voice, but this time it was not directly spoken, but transmitted.

Soul Yan looked up, the woman was as rich as jade, with a little enchantment, a little charming, so that the man was very tempted, and the soul had to fly after the figure.

"Yunxi." Soul Yan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect it to be Yunxi.

"Soul Boy remembered." Yunxi smiled stupidly, and at this time, Mo Yanyu, who had changed her face, stood aside, her eyes were tactful, and she looked at Soul Yan.

"And who is this?" The soul word was transmitted, although there was a point guess, but it was not accurate, and he did not take the liberty to speak.

"Doesn't Childe even recognize my Royal Highness?" Yunxi smiled stupidly.

"Miss Mo." The soul said, "Why did the girl change her voice?" ”

"My identity is too ostentatious to see each other in my true form, and I hope my son will forgive me." Mo Yanyu transmits the voice, the voice is delicate and beautiful.

Soul Yan nodded, and also understood the reason, Mo Yanyu's identity is special, if he sees his true body like this, it is too ostentatious, and it is helpless to hide his identity.

But the changed voice and appearance, although it is difficult to see her original appearance, the indescribable holy breath is still there, this is an innate breath from the inside out, even if the voice is changed, it cannot be blocked.

"This is not the place to speak, Childe is alone, if you don't dislike us, we can walk together." Mo Yanyu opened his mouth to invite.

"Just the two of you?" Soul Yan glanced at the two of them, then looked behind them.

"Just the two of us, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King and the Tsing Yi Xiaojiao Dragon King have never traveled with us, they are still behind, and they should not meet us." Yunxi spoke, she understood that Soul Yan was scrupling about the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi, and they had some grievances with each other.

If the little Jiao King of Tsing Yi walked with them, they would not make an invitation, the two were incompatible, and who knew what unexpected things would happen if they really wanted to go together.

"Let's go, then." Soul Yan smiled, and then the three of them were about to leave.

"Yun Gongzi." Someone shouted behind him.

"Huo Ling'er." Soul Yan heard the voice and knew where the voice came from, but she didn't expect her to come in too.

"Who are these two?" Huo Ling'er looked at the two women beside Soul Yan and asked, she had never met, she had always thought that Soul Yan was alone, but at this time, there were two more women by his side.

"My friend, I met here, and I plan to go along." Soul Yan smiled, and did not reveal the identities of the two.

"Then count me in, you shouldn't refuse, right?" Huo Ling'er spoke directly, even if she wanted to refuse, there was no reason for Soul Yan.

"Let's go on the road together and take care of each other." Soul Yan said slowly.

Mo Yanyu and Yunxi glanced at each other, looked at Huo Ling'er in front of them, and nodded.

They don't know much about each other, just because of the relationship between the soul words, Mo Yanyu and Yunxi are like frost, the ice is clear and jade, like a 10,000-year-old iceberg is cold and noble, and Huo Ling'er has a straightforward personality, and people are like flames as their name suggests.

Two different personalities sandwiched between the soul words.

The four of them left, and people kept coming in behind them.

"Where should I go?" Looking at the countless forks in the road, Huo Ling'er asked.

Yunxi and Mo Yan Yuyu frowned slightly, there were too many roads, and they didn't know where they led, and there were people walking on several roads, but there were few footsteps on each road, and they didn't know where to go for a while.

Soul Yan glanced around, he didn't know, he was completely unfamiliar, the silent black paper had no breath, he didn't point out, and he could only choose one way.

"Go this way." Soul Yan spoke, and walked towards a path that had not yet been set foot on.

The third girl walked up with the soul words.

"No one has set foot in this for many years." Yunxi looked at the thick dust around him and spoke.

There is a silence around, some are only a few people's footsteps, the silence is surprising, the dust is everywhere, there are a lot of nicks on the black stone wall, like the blades left, chaotic, I don't know what age is left, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of life.

"For millions of years, this land full of magic and killing has not been opened, and we may be the first to enter." Mo Yanyu spoke.

"That's?" Huo Ling'er pointed to a pile of piles not far away, and the top of the pile glowed with a white jade glow.

A few people stepped forward, only to see that the glowing skull looked like a skeleton, almost jade, and under the jade skeleton was a pile of black dusty powder.

"This is a strong man, the head is jade, and the other parts have been worn away by the years, not just the characters of that era." The soul spoke, and the owner of the jade skeleton was very extraordinary, but he died here, and his bones were almost consumed.

"That's not right."

The expression of the soul in thought suddenly became solemn, and he turned to look at the thick dust on the ground, a terrible guess sounded in his heart, a little untrue, but it was probably the truth, it was hard to believe.