The Great Desolation, the most hidden place on the Heavenly Continent, where human beings cannot set foot.

When night fell, the wind whistled by, in the depths of the great wilderness, not a single grass grows, a boundless black pool, no matter how strong the wind, the black water in the black pool is not moving, there is no wave, no life. If it weren't for the reflection of the moon in the pool, people would not be able to recognize that there was water there, as if the night was sucked up by the black pool, and it was impossible to distinguish which was the sky, which was the earth, which was the night, and which was the pool.

There is a gap in the center of the boundless black pool, the gap is as big as the pit left by the falling stars in the sky, and the wind whistles through, blowing from one end of the gap to the other, as if the size of a city. Looking down at the gap the size of the city, there is no bottom, and there is no news. Countless stalagmites pierced down the edge of the gap, reaching to the bottom of the cave, as if left by the melting and solidification of the rock, and the roots were conical into the center of the earth, supporting the huge underground city.

A glimmer of fire flickered between the stone pillars underground, and its whereabouts were mysterious. Suddenly, the wind at the entrance of the cave stopped whistling, and then countless black smoke swooped down from outside the cave, followed one after another, and smashed to the bottom of the cave. I saw that the countless black smoke smashed into the same place, gathering more and more, gathering more and more thick, and in an instant, an angry howl vibrated out, thick and boundless, shaking the cave and stomping on the stalagmites.

"Ahh However, the black mist could not be gathered, and seemed to be cleared.

"Bastard!" the sound sounded like a tear in the black mist, as if someone was talking. The black mist was getting harder and harder, but it couldn't gather. Suddenly, the ghostly fire flew by, and was about to shoot out towards the black mist that was about to disperse, but at this time, outside the huge pit, there was a flying sound:

"My son, my son, where are you?" the voice was sharp and creepy, and it swept through the wind.

"Spirit Mother!" only to hear the black mist roar. Suddenly, a black waterfall fell from the sky, it was from the black pool outside the cave poured in, the huge hole like a city poured into the endless black water in a moment, the earth-shattering rain curtain continued in this underground city, and the endless black tide attacked, as if to swallow the earth, immerse the center of the earth.

"Spirit Mother!" the black mist called again, and the voice seemed to tremble.

"My son, who hurt you so badly!!" The voice came from all directions, rumbling continuously, and it was the black water that flowed from this black pool that spoke.

"Northern Tang! Northern Tang Muren!" Black Mist said angrily!

"Man! it's a man! it's a damn man!" the black water roared in an instant, and a huge whirlpool rolled up in the center of the earth, and the dungeon was about to collapse. "Where's your night dress!"

"Destroyed by them!" the Spirit Lord roared angrily, this invisible black mist was the Spirit Lord Yasin, and this underworld-like city was his abode, the Spirit Lord Royal Court!

"They! who are they!" Blackwater shouted.

"People!Dongling people!" the spirit master said, "Spirit Mother, I can't do it, my spiritual power can't be gathered, I'm going to collapse!"

"No, you'll be fine with your mother!" "Blackwater shouted, this boundless pool of black water is the spiritual mother in the mouth of Spirit Lord Yasin-Blackpool.

The black water submerged the center of the earth in an instant, and Yasin's scattered dark spiritual power was submerged by the black water. After a long time, there was no movement on the surface of the black water, and after a few hours, I saw a formed black mist slowly surfacing the water, and the strange eyes seemed to be two pools of black water, in which the spiritual waves flowed in a black mist, without ears and noses, and a black mist-like head appeared on the water.

"Not yet!Donghua!" I saw the spirit lord's mouth open in a black mist head.

After hearing the voice of the spirit lord, that ghost fire flashed out from behind a stone pillar, and he was wearing a black cloak, exactly the same as the spirit ghost, but unlike other spirits, this cloak was not covered with a black mist spirit that melted his appearance, but a figurative and clear human face, bloated facial features, rosacea, and a greasy look that made people feel greasy, even if it was not a real skin, but the sour and rotten breath was still revealed from that clear face.

"Spirit Lord, you're back. Before the words fell, a black water slammed straight into the ghostly fire, and the spirit was sent flying. Then a few more strokes, the black water continued to whip in the direction where the spirit fell, slamming it the water. After countless lashes, the Spirit Lord stopped his movements and roared, "Bastard!

"Uh......" There was a low groan from the depths of the black water, sounding painful but angry. Donghua's face slowly lifted up on the black water, looking at the Spirit Lord through the gap. "Smack!" Another black water pumped, shining on Donghua's face, only to see Donghua's soul-like head concave inward, his facial features were beaten up, he snorted, and it took him half a day to recover.

"You bastard, let me lure Bei Tang Muren to the north, saying that this way I can capture him, but now! If I don't catch him, I'm going to die! I'll take your life to fill my spiritual power now!" the spirit lord roared.

"But Beitang Muren is dead after all!" Donghua shouted.

"What's the use of me wanting him to die! I want his people!" the spirit lord roared, and the black water grabbed Donghua's neck and grabbed him into the air, "That's a lot of nonsense!

"Beitang Beiming is still alive! His son is still alive!" Donghua struggled. Hearing this, the spirit lord was stunned. "Northern Tang Beiming is a space-time warlock! You got him, and he is more useful than his father!

"You're talking lightly!I'm like this!How can I catch him!" With a whoosh, the Spirit Lord pulled Donghua back in front of him, and stared at Donghua Dao with a pair of gray soul eyes.

"You still have subordinates! There are still all the spirits! As long as the Spirit Mother is here, your subordinates are inexhaustible, Spirit Master! What are you worried about!" Donghua said loudly, to show his loyalty. At this time, I only heard a mournful ** coming from the depths of the black water, "Don't listen to his son! Damn the human being! There is no credible person! If it weren't for his idea, how could you be so badly injured! I will kill him and avenge you!"

"Lord Immortal!It's not your subordinate's fault!It's the fault of the Dongling people!The Dongling people!The subordinates are already loyal servants of you and the Spirit Lord!It's the Spirit Spirit!It's no longer human!" Donghua said in horror, he was more afraid of this pool of black water than he was to face the Spirit Lord. However, the black water did not listen to him and continued to come.

"Lord Spirit! The servant must do everything in his power to get back the red gold stone for you! The Nine Heavens can't escape from the secluded wall! So is the beautiful face of the West Fan! Please give me another chance! Lord Spirit! It's Shura! It's Shura who escaped from the battle and is treacherous! Otherwise, how could you be hurt, Lord Spirit Lord! No one can hurt you! My Lord of All Spirits! O Ancestor of All Things! My Lord of Spirits!" Donghua shouted, seeing that the black water had already reached his throat, he was still shouting loudly.

"Spirit Mother. "Spirit Lord. The black water is still devouring.

"Gollum......" Donghua breathed, "Lord Spirit, the red gold stone in your hand was also given by the servant back then......!"