"Mr. Ethereal?" The Marquis of Guichuan screamed, as if he had been saved, and he was so excited that he almost burst into tears. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, he no longer has the majesty of his usual days.

Youyu glanced at the Marquis of Guichuan in disgust, and quickly turned his head again and looked at Gao Tian: "Mr. Ethereal, where are you now?" Is it here to bring us back? ”

The old man's voice rumbled: "That's right, the dark land has changed. I am here to bring you back at the behest of the King of You. ”

The crowd soon saw that there was no wind or waves on the dead sea. At this moment, there is a flat boat floating.

The boat has no sails and no pulp. Everything sinks to the bottom of the sea, but it can float on its own.

Wisps of invisible qi floated from the boat and wrapped around the waists of several people, so that their bodies no longer fell quickly, but slowly landed in the middle of the boat.

At the bow of the boat, a strange old man stood alone, his clothes were strange, black on one side and white on the other, very contradictory.

The old man had no face or body, but a thick mist condensed and turned into a human form, outlining a general face. I don't know if this is the secret art of the dark land, or his true face.

As soon as Youyu landed on the boat, before he could stand firmly, he began to ask, "Mr. Ethereal, what happened to the Youyu?" ”

Mr. Ethereal Gujing Bubo: "Third son, please rest assured, the dark land is just a little thing, not enough to worry about, you will know when you go back." ”

"Where is my father at the moment, is there any problem?"

"The King of Darkness is invincible through the ages, how can there be any problems? He had just fished out the crescent moon, and was repairing the void and redrawing his trajectory to release the moon into the sky. ”

The old man was covered in mist, and he pointed in a direction.

I saw that the void there had been restored to its original state, and the chaotic mist began to converge again. In the mist, a crescent moon could be seen hanging high in the sky. In the midst of the surging clouds, there seemed to be a big hand retreating.

"Let's go, the Demon Sea transformed by the Nine Secluded Springs has not yet stabilized, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's return to the Secluded Land immediately."

With a wave of the old man's hand, the boat shot out like lightning, without oars or sails, and the black ocean sped back and forth......

Two hours later, they had crossed the endless ocean and reached the shore.

On the shore, thousands of troops lined up to greet each other. They were fully armed, black-clad and black-armoured, unpretentious, standing in the sea breeze, filled with a solemn aura.

"The Nine Secluded Springs have changed, and the sergeants of the Secluded Land are guarding here." Mr. Ethereal explained.

Several people looked at Wang Yang behind them, recalling the experience just now, still a little incredulous. It's hard to imagine that this boundless ocean was actually formed by a trickle.

Even Yu Yu and Yu Yu, who grew up in the secluded soil and were extremely familiar with the Nine Secluded Springs, had never seen such a terrifying change. It seems that there are too many unknown secrets buried in this Nine Secluded Spring that has flowed through the ages.

A few people quickly left the place and marched towards the very center of the dark land. As soon as they had gone away, when they turned back, they found that the thousands of troops and horses guarding the shore of the Black Sea had disappeared completely.

The old Taoist came from outside the secluded land, and his heart was extremely shocked. That's a thousand troops, and when the formation is formed, it is endless, without a head or tail, enough to guard a long coastline.

However, in an instant, the endless soldiers were reduced to nothingness, and there was not even a trace of it. Causing thousands of troops to disappear without a trace in an instant, this is the secret art of the dark land, which is really terrifying. If such a god and ghost army participated in the war in Zhongzhou, the enemy army would suffer heavy losses when it was unsuspecting, and it would be easy to capture tens of thousands of people.

The secluded earth is the sacred land underground, and it is vast and unimaginably large. Under the leadership of Mr. Ethereal, several people climbed countless formations, kept shuttling, passed through I don't know how many big cities, and finally reached the center of the secluded land.

At dawn, in the middle of the secluded capital.

In front of a palatial mansion, the Mystery is in a stalemate with two soldiers.

"Let me in." The boy said stubbornly.

The two soldiers looked embarrassed, but they still set up their weapons, blocked in front of the young man, and said sincerely: "Young master, the Marquis of Guichuan has an order. Wait for a while before you can enter. ”

Yu Yu faintly felt a little uneasy.

After returning to the mansion, the Marquis of Guichuan took the old Taoist into the mansion gate first, and he didn't know what the hell was going on inside, but he ordered the soldiers to block the confusion outside.

Yu Yu suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly turned cold. Regardless of his physical weakness, he forcibly condensed his spiritual power and began to use the secret techniques of the Phantom Clan.

The next moment, his steps were eerie, silent, like a ghost. His breath is like a flickering candlelight, coming and going, difficult to catch.

The two soldiers stretched out their weapons to stop the confusion, but they couldn't see where he was. Like a black bolt of lightning, the confusion bypassed them, and a few flashes had already entered the mansion gate.