Chapter 941: Strange Place

"Heal?"

The city lord smiled: "If it weren't for the fact that this city lord's Tianyuan City is strong enough, this would have been destroyed in your hands." ”

"It's not me, it's him. Luo Yan shook her head and corrected: "I was kind enough to heal him,

This guy is hitting me with the sun.

The deity is not stupid, of course he can't stand still and let him smash it. ”

"Heh, in this way, the lord of this city has wronged you. ”

The City Lord stood up, walked out of the main hall, and motioned for Luo Yan to follow.

After a short time, the two of them went out of Tianyuan City.

The city lord pointed to the endless, peakless mountain range in front of him: "What do you think is this place?"

What do you think of the Emperor God Road?"

"I don't know. ”

Luo Yan shook her head and replied very simply.

Suddenly, he smiled again and said, "My father asked me to come." ”

The corners of the city lord's mouth couldn't help twitching: "......"

How can the city lord answer this?

I can't pick it up, I don't pick it up.

Lord of the city, raise your feet and kick out.

"Bastard, Master Yin, you wait for Master. Luo Yan, who fell into the sea of stars, was furious.

The smiling words of the city lord echoed in his ears: "If you have the courage to break the rules of my Tianyuan City, you must have the ability to accept the punishment of the city lord."

Find Daoyi.

You only have a hundred years.

If you can't find it, you'll lose yourself like him, and you'll never come back. ”

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The vast ocean as black as ink is hidden in the sea of stars that once frightened Luo Yan.

The ink-like seawater, which seemed to have soaked countless decomposing corpses, emitted a fishy smell that is difficult to describe in words.

The gray, ruined stars float and sink on the dark sea, and there are countless of them.

A downpour of blood, pouring from the blood-red sky, smashed into the black water.

When it falls, it is a bloody rain waterfall;

After falling in, it dissolves with the black seawater, and there is no longer a trace of blood red.

The gray hurricane, with an infinite aura of destruction, swept from east to west.

Set off one after another huge waves.

The gray star, which was unfortunately swept into the huge waves, was like an weathered remnant stone in the blink of an eye, turning into powder and dissipating without a trace in the hurricane.

"Puff" in the huge waves and the inaudible sound of falling water, with Luo Yan's angry voice: "Old bastard, Master Yin, you are dead." ”

I didn't have time to think about the meaning of the words of the city lord of Tianyuan City,

Luo Yan was lifted into the air by a huge wave.

The fishy smell of "vomiting ......" that cannot be described in words made Luo Yan retch.

Old bastard, where did you pit the little master?

Hurriedly struck out a quarantine prohibition, isolating the ubiquitous fishy smell from the barrier.

Only then did Luo Yan stabilize her body on the crest of the huge waves.

Ink-black waters, blood-red skies,

The downpour of blood is nothing,

What surprised Luo Yan was the aura of destruction emanating from the gray hurricane that set off the monstrous waves... It's so familiar.

Looking at everything around her, the corners of Luo Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

In my heart, I greeted the eight generations of the ancestors of the Tianyuan City Lord again.

This old bastard, shouldn't he send the master into the lair of the black monster.

Born to destroy the world, the lair of the lacquered ink monster that has the strength to sweep any star in the Star Universe.

Think about the task arranged by the City Lord of Tianyuan City to find Daoyi.

Luo Yan seemed to understand the meaning of the words of the City Lord of Tianyuan City.

She couldn't figure it out.

The true god of Daoyi learned that his dojo had been destroyed and ran to take revenge, which was a grudge between him and the Ink Monster.

What do you mean by throwing me here, this old bastard?

Could it be that he thought that the master was from Daoyi Xingchen, and he had the same mind as Daoyi True God, wanting to seek revenge on this lacquered ink monster?

A hundred years, to find the true God of the Tao in a hundred years.

If this is really the lair of people's demons, let alone find the true god of Dao,

Whether the master can leave this ghost place alive is a question.

It's just that I don't want to think about it.

Luo Yan snorted angrily and suppressed the anger in her heart.

Standing firmly on the tip of the giant waves, she looked around carefully, and didn't see the appearance of the pitch-black monster, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

If someone found out as soon as she came in, she wouldn't have to look for a true god.

Hiding her figure, Luo Yan kept changing positions on the crest of the waves.

Without a clear direction to go, Luo Yan followed the huge waves set off by the gray hurricane.

"Hmm~~" Luo Yan was slightly surprised.

I thought this was the lair of the ink monster, but now it seems that it is a little different from what I thought!

A huge ship hundreds of miles long is riding the wind and waves on the black sea.

The direction in which the hurricane is traveling.

As Luo Yan's surprise had not yet fallen, she saw another cultivator sitting upright on a gray star.

The speed at which it moved forward was not inferior to that huge ship that looked quite arrogant.

Soon, I saw another small island lined with green trees, strange flowers blooming, and waterfalls rushing down into view.

This small island, which is quite conspicuous on the black sea, is not too far away from the cultivators sitting on the stars.

Luo Yan could see clearly that on the small island of Nafu, in the pavilion, a man and a woman were playing a game.

As the waves move longer,

The more cultivators Luo Yan saw moving forward in the black sea water.

Some people step on swords, some people ride boats.

There are also gourds that are bigger than the great ships that fly quickly,

There are even people who sit on turtle shells the size of three small islands and compete with the huge waves.

There are even more ferocious, stepping directly on the dark sea.

The more cultivators she saw, the more surprised Luo Yan became.

Whether they are traveling by boat or treading on the inky sea, the cultivation of these cultivators is unfathomable.

It may be an exaggeration to say that it is the city lord of Tianyuan City,

But if Luo Yan faced any of these cultivators, she was not sure of victory.

Seeing more and more cultivators, Luo Yan became more and more curious about this strange place.

Curiosity is curiosity, Luo Yan didn't think about it, and when she saw the cultivator, she stepped forward to ask someone about it.

Even if these cultivators were all moving in the same direction with a purpose, she just had to follow them.

When you get to your destination, you'll be able to figure out everything you want to know.

The further you go, the more ferocious the gray hurricane becomes.

Luo Yan followed the crest of the waves, and gradually there was pressure.

If she gave up treading the waves, she would have to follow the waves on the black sea, just like the cultivator who tread the water.

Luo Yan thought about the fishy smell and decisively gave up this choice.

However, continuing to walk on the cusp of the wave is not an option.

With the pressure she is feeling now, it is difficult to keep going.

After thinking about it, Luo Yan glanced at the huge ship that was riding the wind and waves, then at the conspicuous and disgusting island, and then at the turtle shell the size of three small islands.

Luo Yan finally turned her gaze to the cultivator who was sitting upright on the gray star.