He's ready to do it at any time.

"Martial God Continent? What is that? A new continent has appeared?"

After listening to Wu Yan's words, the bald old man showed a look of doubt on his face.

"You're from the Great True Realm?"

Wu Yan didn't answer the bald old man's words directly, but asked to himself.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Aren't you from the Great Truth Realm?"

The bald old man glanced at Wu Yan angrily.

"How long have you been locked in?"

Wu Yan raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart.

This bald old man is really a person from the Great True Realm.

Moreover, looking at him like this, he didn't seem to know that he had been brought to the Martial God Continent by the Night.

"Year after year, year after year, who remembers clearly?

However, there are still thousands of years. ”

"So long?"

Wu Yan was a little surprised.

How lonely and boring it is to be alone in such a closed space for thousands of years.

Everyone has to be suffocated......

"Have you figured out a way to get out of here?"

Wu Yan's eyes flickered, and his heart suddenly began to come alive.

Since this bald old man has been imprisoned here for thousands of years and has not been killed by the Night, it shows that this old man still has something.

It must have been Nightshade wanting something out of this bald old man.

"There's only one way, but it's impossible. ”

The bald old man sighed, a little sad......

"What's the solution?"

Wu Yan's eyes lit up.

If he didn't get out of this dark tower space as soon as possible, then it would be a very miserable end waiting for him.

"It's useless to tell you, I said kid. What's your name?"

The bald old man didn't want to talk to Wu Yan about his own methods, so he looked at Wu Yan leisurely.

It seemed that he had become accustomed to this pitch-black space.

"What's your name?"

Wu Yan asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, you really don't want to suffer at all.

The old man does not change his name, sits or changes his surname, and the eight-faced old man Atractylodes. ”

When Cangshu said this name, a look of pride appeared on his face.

Wu Yan is not a person from the Great True Realm, and he doesn't know anyone in the entire Great True Realm except for Yan Yi and the Six Swords Returning to the Night.

However, Wu Yan doesn't know, it doesn't mean that Yu Mi doesn't know either.

"He's it?"

Yu Mi was a little shocked.

"What is the origin of this eight-faced old man?"

Wu Yan asked.

"The eight-faced old man is a cultivator of the Void Heaven Realm of the Great True Realm, he is an upright person, and his favorite thing to do is to punish evil and promote good, and fight grievances.

This eight-faced old man has a treasure called the Eight Linglong Flags, which is very powerful, and he is also named because of the Eight Linglong Flags.

It's just that thousands of years ago, the eight-faced old man suddenly disappeared in the Great True Realm, and no one ever saw him again.

I didn't expect to be caught in the Black Tower by the Night. ”

Yu Mi gave Wu Yan a popular science.

"So, this eight-faced old man is not a bad person, and the reason why the night of the dark night will arrest him is probably for his eight-faced exquisite banner?"

Wu Yan was a little shocked in his heart.

This Void Heaven Realm of the Great True Realm is equivalent to the Martial God powerhouse of the human race on the Martial God Continent.

Unexpectedly, the ragged bald old man in front of him is still a super boss!

"Mostly. ”

Haya nodded.

"In the lower martial arts. ”

After Wu Yan learned the identity of Cangshu, his attitude towards him changed slightly.

"Hehe, how could the night of the Dead Fall catch you a monk from the Luo Heaven Realm to come in? ”

Cangshu looked at Wu Yan with interest.

For thousands of years, no one has been allowed to enter this dark tower space.

Since the white-haired kid in front of him was imprisoned in the Black Tower space by the Night, it is enough to show that there is something unusual about this white-haired kid.

However, what can be unusual about a little cub in the early stage of Luo Tian Realm......

"Let's not talk about this, after thousands of years, you don't want to know the changes in the outside world?"

Wu Yan diverted the topic.

He didn't want to tell Cangshu that he was caught because he had fallen in love with his Heavenly Bracelet.

Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be another big guy who will be thinking about him at that time.

The temptation of a Xuantian treasure, even if it is a person with an excellent reputation like the eight-faced old man, Wu Yan does not dare to guarantee that he will not be tempted.

"If you're willing to tell me, I might as well hear it.

No one has spoken for thousands of years, and it is just a good relief from boredom. ”

Atractylodes' body slowly floated up, and Erlang's legs were cocked.

"Hehe, you may not know that the outside of the Black Tower space is no longer the Great True Realm that you are familiar with. ”

Wu Yan said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?"

Cangshu looked at Wu Yan with some confusion.

Could it be that after these thousands of years, the Great True Realm has completely changed?

At this moment, he didn't know that he was no longer in the Great True Realm.

"It means that you are no longer in that plane in the Great True Realm, but have been taken to a plane called the Martial God Continent by the Night. ”

Wu Yan jokingly looked at Cangshu.

This old thing is really a little pitiful.

was taken out of the Great True Realm for no apparent reason, and I didn't know it for thousands of years.

"The Night of the Dead is just a Void Heaven Realm, how can it be possible to have the ability to cross the plane?"

Cangshu frowned, a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't believe Wu Yan's words.

There are thousands of planes in this world, and these thousands of planes are divided into large planes and small planes.

Although the two planes can travel to each other, in general, it is much more difficult to shuttle from the large plane to the small plane than from the small plane to the large plane.

Only the top cultivators of the True Heaven Realm were able to shuttle from the big plane to the small plane.

In his cognition, the Returning Night was just a monk of the Void Heaven Realm, and it was impossible for him to have the ability to open the spatial passage from the big plane to the small plane.

"Do you know about Eichi?"

Wu Yan expected that Cangshu would not believe it easily, and he had already thought of a statement in his heart.

"You're talking about Yan Yi, the patriarch of the Ghost Eye Yan Tiger Clan?!"

As soon as Cangshu heard Yan Yi's name, he suddenly showed a look of surprise, and his expression revealed a trace of fear that Wu Yan did not perceive.

Patriarch?

Wu Yan only knew that Yan Yi was a great demon of the Flood Desolation, but he didn't expect that guy to be the patriarch of the Ghost Eye Yan Yanhu clan.

Why haven't you heard him mention it before?

With Yan Yi's pretending character, it seems that something is not quite right......

"Yes, it is the patriarch of the ghost eye Yan Yanhu, Yan Yi. ”

Wu Yan nodded quietly.

"You know him?"

Atractylodes was a little surprised.

How could a kid from Luo Tianjing know a powerhouse in the True Heaven Realm?

Moreover, the Ghost Eye Yanhu clan has always been at odds with the human race, so they know even more about the strange things.

"You are exalting me too much, how can I know the big guy of the True Heaven Realm, but the reason why the night of the dark return to the Martial God Continent is the credit of Yan Yi. ”

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