Is the Circle really that scary?!

There was a hint of surprise on the old face of Ye Guxian, the ancestor of the fox clan, and the snow-white long eyebrows that drooped to his chin on both sides trembled slightly, and the movement of brushing his beard actually paused. Nodding his head, he shook his head again and let out a deep sigh.

Everyone held their breath and wrinkled their eyebrows, thinking about the question.

Could it really be that it was the spirit master of the Immortal Cave who opened the door of the underworld that caused the energy to pour into the world? At present, it seems that there is only this possibility.

Only Lan Piaopiao had a different idea. As a person in the realm of the dead, he has been in the Ferry Department for an unknown number of years, but he has never heard of the underworld.

Ye Guxian, the old man of the fox clan, said that she couldn't refute it, after all, as a soul seeker, her contact with the affairs of the dead world was limited to reading the sins of the dead souls, and there was nothing else.

It seems to be very powerful, but in fact, her spiritual power is effortless to break through the enchantment or something, but it is not of much use in actual combat.

In the final analysis, the Soul Seeker is just the equivalent of a human court to collect criminal evidence, and it is not her turn to interfere in matters such as trial and punishment, let alone access to the core secrets of the Dead Realm!

Perhaps, only the Lord of the Five Realms knows the truth of the Realm of the Dead. However, under the catastrophe of seven thousand years ago, the Lord of the Five Directions Realm has long since disappeared.

Lan Piaopiao thought of someone, her good sister Yang Seventeen, but she also knew that this was not a good time to contact the other party.

Let's wait until I get out of the Northern Twilight Snow Country and ask what is going on, although Lao Yang's qualifications in the deceased world are not deep enough, but he is one of the current twelve directors of the Yin Division.

Does the pouring of energy mean that there is even more chaos in the Ferry Department now?

I don't know where Lao Yang is now, if he is in the Ferryman's Department, his mobile phone can't be contacted...

Ah Demon noticed Lan Piaopiao's thoughtful expression, but she knew very well that she couldn't read the other party's heart.

In the secret realm of the Northern Twilight Snow Country, her mind-reading skills were isolated, and I don't know if the old fox was targeting her.

Thinking of this, the demons who still had tears on their cheeks secretly made up their minds, the demon clan must behave well in the future, and they can't let others use their demon clan as thieves. This feeling of not being trusted is terrible, but it is self-inflicted.

At this time, it is useless to say anything, and it can only be cleared through hard work.

The catastrophe could not be overcome, and everyone died together.

If she really crosses over, she still hopes to lead her clan to the road of the Fu clan.

And the world is about to change!

Regardless of whether the catastrophe can be overcome or not, it is very likely that the secret clan of the world will be completely exposed to the world. When the time comes, don't talk about helping, if they don't get the approval of other secret clans, their demon clan will have a hard time.

Ye Qixian was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes swept around Ah You, Gui Wu and others.

What's the situation? Fusu's demon was actually killed?!!

Missing?Yes, it's just missing, no, it can't be. He didn't die when I died. Phew...

After listening to the three of the Wind Clan's glances at each other, they all looked at the Fox Clan's ancestor.

A thousand years ago, they were still under the dust of Lop Nur. It was this old man who led the subordinates of the fox clan to open the power of the ban and wake them up from their slumber.

Therefore, for nearly a thousand years, the Wind Listening Clan has been under the leadership of the Fox Clan, and the other party has indeed rebuilt their homes and rebuilt the secret realm for them with great credibility. It can be said that he hugged a thick leg!

In fact, Ye Guxian knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for him to gather all the spiritual powers in the world one by one at this time, and only by entangling the secret clan of the Hidden World as much as possible could he have the power to resist the power of the catastrophe.

And this is just his wishful thinking and fantasy speculation. Don't look at the northern snow country in a safe corner of the world, this is just an illusion. Ye Guxian has always been faintly uneasy.

The fox clan is the most powerful existence of the secret clan, so the inheritance and records are richer than any other clan.

Of course, the same is true for the shark tribe, but the fish swim in the water, and things on land are not in the merman's sight.

According to the information obtained by the fox clan, there has always been a force ready to move, and several catastrophes and catastrophes in the world may be related to that inexplicable and powerful force.

Ye Guxian relied on the traces he had collected as much as he could, and the wisdom of living for thousands of years to speculate, and he was sure that the so-called five major enchantments of the dead were nothing more than the space fragments that were called the 'Underworld' in ancient times.

When these fragments were gathered completely, Ye Guxian couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be!

Killing is not the true purpose of absolute power. So what could it be?

Of course, he knew that the power of the ghost light was not enough to set foot in the realm of the dead and open the gate of the underworld.

The Five Great Enchantments of the Dead are places where even ordinary Yin Errands can't enter, let alone the rest of the spiritual powers that have nothing to do with them.

Even if the Hellworld Cave survives with the power to devour the souls of the dead, it is impossible. You must know that for thousands of years, the souls of the dead have always been under the jurisdiction of the realm of the dead, and the things under their control have been devoured by others, how can there be a friendly relationship between the two sides?

All the secret realm enchantments in this world only recognize the clansmen who have the same breath as themselves, and the same is true for the realm of the dead, and the stages are more obvious.

The realm of the dead that can be involved in ordinary yin is limited to the Ferry Department. Saying that they are people in the realm of the dead is just a general term, but in reality, the Ministry of Ferrymen is just a place where the souls of the dead must pass through to enter reincarnation.

There is no comparison between the black and the real Dead Enchantment. And the Soul Washing River is just a passage to cleanse all the memories of the five spirits and four souls and reset everything to zero.

Strictly speaking, this can only be regarded as the fringe of the realm of the dead. And no one in the five major enchantments has ever walked out of them for tens of thousands of years, and even if there are, no one knows what they have done in the world and what kind of traces they have left behind.

Even the fox clan, a big clan in the secret clan, is difficult to get a glimpse of, let alone other small clans.

Perhaps, only the Celestial Clan back then was qualified to deal with the Dead Realm!

Bai and Yuan Shen's father are also gone, and the current investigation envoy of the Phantom Spirit Clan is weak, and it may be really difficult for a strong man to let him go to the realm of the dead! Ye Guxian glanced at Gui Wu and shook his head again with regret.

In the wooden pavilion in the garden of Ah Ran Palace, everyone was worried about their own thoughts.

Beneath the pavilion was a meandering stream, which was now jumping happily and flowing slowly, splashing in the grass. The flowers and plants grow freely, forming a strong contrast with the heavy thoughts of everyone in the pavilion.

Just this moment of silence, everyone's hearts turned a thousand times. Listening to the wind clan girl Yan Lan'er frowned suddenly, "Old ancestor, something happened in the southwest!"

Everyone was startled and looked at the girl one after another, and the faces of the other two Listening Wind Clansmen fell little by little.

At the end of May, it is the rainy season. However, no one expected that in the future of flash floods, a typhoon as powerful as an atomic bomb was approaching the coastal area of Vietnam.

The conversation in the water pavilion was only half an hour, and when Yan Lan'er heard the specific location of the typhoon clearly, Ye Liuyun immediately used the sound transmission feather to notify the Xita people who were rushing back.

Only this secret clan is the closest to Vietnam, and at this time immediately rushed to the unknown if there was time to help.

There is still more than an hour left for the typhoon to make landfall, and I hope that this typhoon can be dispersed over the sea in time, otherwise, the unprepared small country will not know how many people will die!

"It's energy-induced. There's a roar in the eye of the wind!" said a man from the Wind Clan, his face pale, and at the same time, a trace of blood flowed from his cochlea. 51 beautiful

"Uncle Dengge!" the girl exclaimed, and the man fainted after speaking, and fell into the crook of the girl's outstretched arm in time.

Forcibly destroying the spiritual power and probing the typhoon energy thousands of miles away exhausted the wind-listening man.

Originally, natural disasters also occurred from time to time, and most of them could be detected in advance by human high technology.

However, under the pouring of energy, a number of strange so-called natural disasters were induced.

Technology is advanced, but it does not mean that it can do everything.

The secret clan rarely interferes in the affairs of the human world, but now it is different, and they are all ants in troubled times.

If you don't disperse and eliminate those raging energies, after they gather in one place, the next thing that will suffer is the secret realm of a certain secret clan.

This is not a relationship between lips and teeth, everyone lives on the same planet, although the secret realm is supported by an enchantment, but if the energy is formed, no one can say that they have the possibility of being alone.

If you want to live alone, you have to be strong enough. Seven thousand years ago, the Heavenly Clan was strong enough, and the twenty-four secret clans were not comparable to today, and at that time, the blue eight directions were the world of the secret clan.

Today, there are only a few thousand people left in the small secret clan, and there are only a few hundred thousand of them as large as the fox clan. As soon as this is released to the human world, it will be annihilated in minutes. Everyone knows that there are no less than a few scientific maniacs in the human world.

If you don't belong to my race, you will be a demon! You used your spiritual power to save people, and if you couldn't turn around, you were arrested for research.

The most vigorous human race has a population of more than 7 billion, but it is impossible to find a few people who have attained positive results and attained enlightenment. The number is a lot, but in the face of natural disasters, there is only a place to lie.

However, those Terran guards who rushed to the front line of flood relief and went deep into the earthquake-stricken areas still made the people of the secret tribe feel admiration and respect.

Everyone was originally safe in their own little world, and the well water of the human race did not interfere with the river water. There is nothing to do, and each has a destiny.

But it's not really that cold. For thousands of years, the secret clan has also helped human beings, and there have also been those who have developed deep friendship with human beings, such as Yuan Shen, Bai and Fei, two strange father and son.

Now, because of that inexplicably powerful strange energy, the secret clan can no longer stand idly by. Breathe together under the same sky, although you are not of the same kind, you can't see death without help, you don't feel emotion and don't talk about it, the current situation is that you don't want to make a move!

Thousands of miles away, the three envoys of the Xita clan were at a loss when they received the message from the sound feather. The accompanying polyphthic Wu immediately hurriedly translated. Okay, don't say anything, it's important to save people first. Shadow, full speed ahead!

Three waves of air swept over the six-kilometre long beach in Nha Trang, Vietnam, and people resting on the soft white sand felt like fighter jets roaring overhead. People looked up, but when they looked up, there was nothing.

The spiritual power was not measured by the radar, but the typhoon that suddenly appeared out of thin air more than a hundred nautical miles away was monitored by satellites.

Red is actually a red warning signal! This means that the wind force of this strong typhoon has reached 14 or above! The Vietnamese military panicked when it received the satellite cloud image! Notified Nha Trang to protect the citizens and retreat with all their might, and !! as soon as possible

The middle-aged man in the three messengers had dark skin, and he patted his arm in the air and said with a smile that he would definitely protect him. Don't be afraid!

Half an hour later. Northern twilight snow country, garden water pavilion, sound feather sounded.

The choked voice of the multi-tongued black, "The typhoon has been removed, and the energy has dissipated." Sanssa... Dead!"

The people who had just received the evacuation order from Nha Trang Long Beach suddenly received a message from above, and the strong typhoon suddenly dissipated!!

People who are yelling and trying to flee have just run out of their homes, or are starting their cars on the way out of town, or are still packing their belongings... When the news was rushed into the radio and the news, everyone was at a loss.

Some discerning people have noticed early on a few flashes of light on the distant coastline, and the muffled thunder like a vision in the sky...

There was silence in the water pavilion.

Fansong is the middle-aged man of the Xita tribe who said that he wanted to protect the multi-tongued Wu. A man who keeps his promises.

He did it, and in order to protect his companions and the little man Duoyuwu, as well as the vast number of Nha Trang humans, he chose to use his incarnation spirit and that energy to blast to the end!

The Xita tribe is very weak, and they already belong to a group with low spiritual power, and it is not easy to do this.

With the strength of three people, it is still difficult to defeat a strong typhoon with all their bodies, let alone the strange energy roaring in the eye of the wind.

Fansong, dead! The voice of the tongue-in-cheek echoed in everyone's heart, and no one spoke for a long time.

A moment later, the voice sounded again in the transmission feathers, coming from the emissaries from all over the world who were returning to the secret realm.

Goodbye, brother, goodbye, Brahson, the name we will remember...

There is no difference, and it is the same as this. One heavy voice after another sounded.

Ye Guxian looked at the fish swimming under the water pavilion with straight eyes, muttered for a few seconds, and said calmly: "The Secret Clan Alliance, there is nothing to fear in death!

After hearing the voice of the fox elder, the envoys of the secret clan felt a rush of blood boiling in their hearts.

They are not greedy for life and afraid of death. The people of the secret clan are capable people who can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but they have no choice but to live in the secret realm. It's nice to say that each is fine, but in essence, what is the comparison between a small secret realm and a big world?!

Who doesn't have a dream? Some of them love to sing and want to become superstars in the human world, some love sports, some like human beings, teenagers want to be recognized and want to become heroes of the world, and girls also want to go to the bustling human world to see, walk, wear beautiful clothes and makeup...

However, for thousands of years, it was not allowed for our ancestors to stick to the rules and go out of the secret realm without permission.

Yes, troubled times are coming.

But it also opened a door for them to go to the wider world.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, it's hard to say.

Fortunately, you can finally see the bustling human world. The galaxy of this world is much more beautiful than the unchanging heaven in the secret realm!

There are countless delicacies and a wide variety of products, all of which are new and wonderful to them!

The unfortunate, maybe they will be the next Brahmanas!

Death, everyone is afraid. But for the secret people who have blood in their chests, if they live like their grandparents, it is better to fight and collapse. At least, now, everyone remembers the former man named Fansong!

After this bad news, everyone in the water pavilion got up and said goodbye, it was time to go. The battlefield outside is their stage!

Ye Guxian also knew that it would be impossible to get more information if he continued to discuss it, and he heard that the Wind Clan people would do their best to follow the voice of the underworld, and as soon as there was news, they would report it back through the sound of the voice.

Guiwu glanced at the demon, didn't say anything, and the group of four hurriedly left the enchantment and headed for Hangcheng.

After a very lively day, the Northern Snow Country is back to tranquility.

Ye Qixian blinked at the old ancestor, he knew that something must be waiting for him. And he's ready!

"Little fairy, it's been more than five hundred years, have you figured it out?"

Ye Guxian opened his eyes that were a little hollow, and his voice was low and a little choked.