If nothing else, the trapped army should have all entered the base of the Ancient Black Witch Clan, so Zhang He simply didn't bother to resist, and let the strange ropes pull him into the boundless darkness.

Half an hour later, the light reappeared, and to Zhang He's horror, the light in the primeval black witch clan residence was a strange gray light, and it emitted a strange aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

It's not cold, it's not bloody, it's not fierce, but it seems to be like a god and a horse.

The strange light that he had never seen before, and the strange aura that he had never encountered, made Zhang He dare not be careless, and then activated the Shenyuan, carefully looking around.

The space where Zhang He is located is a space with mountains and mountains, but the strange thing is that these mountains that look very fertile do not have any breath of life, not even a single weed, and there is a dead silence.

Nima, is this a ghost place again?

Zhang He cautiously guarded the surroundings while hurrying to the nearest barren mountain, and to his great surprise, just when his right foot had just stepped on the mountain, an extremely strange vitality had instantly swept over and poured into his body.

This kind of vitality is very strange, although it can make people feel a sense of vitality, but it also makes people faintly perceive an extremely strong dead air.

Vitality and death are blended, Zhang He has seen it, it is in the black sea area of the Tribulation God Clan, but there is a clear difference between the two, in the black sea area, life and death are constantly circulating, but here, it is a strong vitality, mixed with a rich death gas.

This feeling is like when the spring flowers bloom, the towering tree bathed in the sun has a strong vitality, but at the root of the tree, there is a large group of moths, and the final result will lead the tree to die completely.

This is an extremely dangerous life.

Zhang He can faintly feel that the primeval black witch clan seems to treat the people who enter here as piglets, this strong vitality is nutritious pig feed, and the dead air mixed with vitality is the butcher's knife held high, when the piglets grow fat, the butcher's knife will fall with a bang, killing pigs and sacrificing.

Nima, could it be that this is the place of sacrifice of the primeval black witch clan?

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He immediately ran the Shenyuan with all his might, and tried his best to build the Shenyuan protective shield, trying to block the invasion of vitality, but unfortunately, in the face of this strange vitality, the Shenyuan protective shield had no effect at all, and it could not stop the invasion of vitality at all, and naturally it could not stop the invasion of dead air.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, not to mention, the trapped army has already entered the base of the Ancient Black Witch Clan, so Zhang He immediately dispersed the Shenyuan protective shield and let the vitality and death qi rush into his body.

But what he didn't expect was that with the continuous influx of this kind of vitality mixed with dead air, the silent martial arts and plague paths were actively activated, like three-colored smoke intertwined with each other, and also intertwined into a strange ribbon.

The way of martial arts is dignified and upright, like a dazzling sun; The way of the plague is colorful, like a colorful satin; Mixed with dead life, black and white, the three blend together, very weird,

What's even more strange is that with the interweaving of these three, the other two parties, who are still fighting fiercely, actually stopped fighting, like a curious child lying on the ground counting ants, and looked at the fusion of the three with great interest.

For a while, Zhang He was completely speechless, because this qiē was completely beyond his control, but made him, the protagonist, an outsider.

Well, since you want to play, let's have a good time.

In a silent sigh, Zhang He suddenly sped up, rushing to the top of the mountain like a cheetah, and the progress of things was as he expected, the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the faster the speed of the influx of vitality into his body, and with the crazy influx of vitality, the speed of the integration of the three also accelerated.

If you have a lot of debts, you won't be afraid of itching, anyway, these laws of the avenue don't bird him, Zhang He simply threw off his arms and shot like lightning towards the center of the mountains.

The closer he got to the center, the faster the vitality poured into his body, not only that, but when Zhang He arrived in the central area, the entire mountains were actually rioting, and the terrifying vitality poured out from the endless group, frantically pouring into his body, and quickly blending with the way of plague and the way of martial arts.

Anyway, there was nothing Zhang He had to do, so as soon as he arrived in the middle of the mountains, Zhang He simply sat on the top of the mountain and watched the blend of the three with great interest.

But as time passed, Zhang He's guess finally got a hint, and the dead air mixed with the vitality gradually broke away from the vitality, forming a ** black ribbon, and the vitality turned into a white satin.

There are four avenues that are intertwined.

Looking at the four avenues that were still madly intertwined, Zhang He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Why are they all the four avenues? Is it a fixed number of heaven and earth, or is it because the laws of the Great Dao are close to each other, they will be compatible with each other?

But that's not right.

The innate spirit poison energy and the other three streamers evolved from the poisonous mist are intertwined, but it is very easy to understand, because everyone is a terrifying poison, devouring the avenue, the barren avenue, the ruined avenue and the annihilation avenue, which are compatible with each other, and it is not difficult to understand, because everyone is born from the same origin, except for the annihilation avenue is derived from the devouring avenue, the barren avenue and the ruined avenue, the other three avenue laws are all evolved from the avenue seeds left by the Tongtian Divine Tree planted by the Pangu Holy Ancestor himself, and it is not bad to say that the four have the same root and the same origin.

However, the fusion of the way of martial arts, the way of plague, and the black and white bands of light that represent vitality and death, respectively, is a bit difficult to understand.

The way of martial arts, the way of righteousness, the way of plague, evil and ferocious, the two are completely opposite; How can life and death, which are also two completely opposite rules, merge with each other?

Is it because the Doom God Clan fused the Dao of Martial Plague and created the Doom Martial Dao, and this way of life and death is closely related to the Doom Martial Dao, or is it that the Ancient Black Witch Clan comprehended the way of life and death from the Doom Martial Dao of the Doom God Clan?

If this is the case, it is understandable that the four laws are fused together.

But what made Zhang He helpless was that these light bands that represented the rules of different avenues had never taken care of him from beginning to end, and he had been entertaining himself and having fun until these four light bands were completely integrated.

What made him even more helpless was that after these four light bands also merged into a thicker light band, the three light bands that were intertwined by the four avenues were also immediately mixed together.

The world is divided into three parts, mutual checks and balances, and the melee is endless, but there is still no Zhang He.

Okay, you can play, as long as you don't play Brother Die, you can play whatever you want, in a silent sigh, Zhang He immediately unfolded his body and shot towards the end of the mountains.

But what made him helpless was that when he stepped on the last barren mountain, a hoarse roar had already resounded in the sky, "If you don't understand the way of witchcraft, you can't step into the sacred land of witchcraft. ”

I rub, I pit the fork of the fork.

Brother is a peerless genius who even dooms Jiukong and Poison Yu are vying to win over him? Why did you become a mediocre talent when you came here? The hoarse roar made Zhang He feel depressed.

But Zhang He didn't dare to challenge the bottom line of this idiot lightly, and the ghost knew, how terrifying is this idiot? Zhang He didn't doubt it at all, even if this idiot was just a janitor, he couldn't afford to provoke it, because this was the residence of the primeval black witch clan, and in this strange space, there was definitely a predator he couldn't shake.

Okay, if you don't enter, you won't enter, anyway, my brother didn't run in vain, and he also got two kinds of avenues here, the only thing that makes Zhang He depressed is that until now, he still only knows that the black and white light strips are separated from life and death, but he doesn't know that these two avenues are the Divine Horse Avenue, and he doesn't know that these two avenues have some magical effects of the Divine Horse, because from beginning to end, these two avenues are playing with the way of the martial plague, and they don't have anything to do with him.

Zhang He, who was helpless, had no choice but to sit on the last barren mountain, watching the melee of the three-color light belt depressedly, while patiently waiting for the news of the trapped army

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