Not long after Huang Quan entered that black hole, he was sucked away by a force and began to fall in the darkness.

After falling for a long time, a white space appeared below, getting brighter and brighter.

It was a white sea of clouds, boundless, with a few small moving black dots in it.

It fell again, and the small black dots that moved became bigger and bigger, and they were actually a school of big fish.

The big fish were fleeing in terror, as if something terrible was sweeping behind them.

Huang Quan continued to fall, and the group of fish became larger and larger, and his vision was completely occupied by one of them.

The fish was unimaginably large, covered with craters and huge craters, and it was clear that countless meteorites had crashed into its body.

Yellow Spring fell into one of the fish's scales.

This fish scale is a vast continent with rolling mountains, barren fields, blue lakes, villages and cities......

He fell faster and faster, as if he had become a meteor, the earth became closer and closer, and the various landforms became more and more blurred......

Eventually, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

......

At the same time as Huang Quan fell to the earth, there was a pair of blood-red eyes on the earth, watching his fall in the dark.

Those blood-red eyes came from under a dry well in a barren mountain, and the dense bloodshot in the eyes wriggled like earthworms.

It was an old man, his upper body was human, his lower body was covered with blood-red tentacles, his chest was pierced by thick chains, and he didn't know how many years he had been imprisoned.

The meteor formed by Huangquan exploded in the sky above the wellhead, turning into countless faint points of light and falling down.

"Interestingly, there are other worlds of travelers coming. The old man looked up at the narrow sky at the mouth of the well, and muttered to himself gloomily.

"Ancestor, since a traverser has arrived, why hasn't there been any movement on the Kunning Palace?" A woman's voice sounded in the darkness, and a Miaoman's figure stood respectfully beside him, seemingly the old man's henchmen.

"Those monsters in Kunning Palace only catch big fish, and this traverser is just a small fish and shrimp, the movement is too small, and it is normal for them not to notice. The old man said, licked his lips, and smiled gloomily: "These fish that slipped through the net are our chances, and the traverser often has some magical treasures, once the old man gets it, he may be able to break this seal and regain his freedom." ”

"In that case, then the subordinate will immediately send someone to arrest him and present him to the ancestor!" the woman said flatteringly.

The old man nodded: "You immediately send someone to search for all suspicious characters within a radius of a hundred miles, especially those who have been seriously injured or have just died, and it is easiest for the traverser to take away these people." The action must be fast, if you let the people of the Cloud Spirit Sect take the lead, then kill them and snatch the people over. ”

"Yes!"

......

When Huang Quan woke up again, he found himself lying on a broken bed, covered in blood, with a piercing pain in his chest, as if he had suffered a fatal injury.

The scene he had just seen resurfaced from his mind.

He knew that he was on one of the scales of a fish, and that this fish must be some kind of unimaginable creature, so big that it was a world of its own.

However, the fish were fleeing in a panic, so what was behind them?

This No. 3 forbidden land was truly extraordinary, far beyond any world he had ever seen before, and even a fish was so magical.

Huang Quan half-squinted his eyes and began to look at the surrounding scene.

He was in a dilapidated thatched hut with four walls, and a group of people, mostly plainly dressed, were crammed into the house.

In the center of the crowd, there was a man in white standing with a dusty temperament, keeping a certain distance from the surrounding villagers.

At this time, a little girl was grabbing the corner of his clothes with her dirty little hands, crying -

"Immortal Zhou, save my brother!"

The man in white shook his head, sighed, and said helplessly: "Your brother is dead, even our sect master of the Cloud Spirit Sect can't save him." ”

After saying that, he squeezed the little girl's hand and was about to walk out the door.

"Don't ...... Don't go!" Huang Quan quickly made a sound, panting, and said with all his might: "I'm not dead...... I can save it again!"

When everyone heard this, they all turned their heads to look at Huangquan on the bed.

"Brother!" the little girl screamed, rushed over, grabbed Huang Quan's hand tightly, and cried: "Brother, don't die, don't leave me alone, I'm so scared!"

The others also gathered around, staring at Huang Quan with concern, their tense faces softening.

The man in white also came to Huang Quan's side, looked at him, and said with a slight surprise: "You are injured like this and you are not dead? I, Zhou Zichuan, have saved countless people, and I have never encountered such a thing!"

After speaking, his back suddenly began to glow, and a translucent crane slowly rose, spreading its white wings and circling above his head.

This crane is elegant and noble, glowing with a faint white light, surrounded by several auspicious clouds.

As soon as it appeared, the whole room seemed to turn into a fairyland, and even the turbid air became fresh.

Zhou Zichuan bowed down, stretched out a finger, and pressed it on Huang Quan's chest.

The crane slowly flapped its wings, and the white light around it suddenly turned into a stream of energy, which passed down Zhou Zichuan's fingers and submerged into Huang Quan's body.

Huangquan's body suddenly warmed, as if bathing in a hot spring, comfortable and relaxed, and the spirit was also shocked.

The surrounding villagers stared intently at the translucent crane, full of awe and envy.

"Immortal Zhou, is this your demon soul?" a villager couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhou Zichuan nodded: "Yes, this is a spirit crane, and the spiritual power in its body has a good healing effect." ”

After saying that, he pressed several other parts of Huang Quan, and injected those white energies from the demon soul into his body.

Huang Quan took advantage of this time and quickly inherited the memory, character, habits, and feelings of the original owner.

That dark eye really found a body that fit him perfectly, so fit that even the name was the same as his.

The original owner of this body is very pitiful, only seventeen years old this year, his parents died a few years ago, and since then he has lived a very hard life with his sister Huang Tan.

Like most people in this world, their dream since childhood was to become a demon soul master and change their fate.

In this world, people can manipulate the souls of various demon beasts to obtain corresponding abilities, and they are called demon soul masters.

And if you want to become a demon soul master, you have to kill demon beasts and absorb their demon souls.

But the area where their village is located is too desolate for monsters to infest, and no one in the village has ever had a demon soul.

This morning, he and his sister ventured out into a forest to find low-level demon beasts, but not long after they entered, they encountered the bad guys, and Huang Quan was killed.

At the critical moment, Zhou Zichuan, a disciple of the Yunling Sect, passed by and came to the rescue, bringing back their brother and sister, and this is what happened later.

"Demon Soul Master......" Huang Quan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that he was lucky to come to a world that was very beneficial to him.

He is in charge of hell, and there is an endless number of demons in it.

Hundreds of millions of worlds, the souls of countless demon beasts, any demon emperor, beast emperor, alien beast, demonic beast, divine beast, and even the soul of the demon god, he can choose.

In front of this endless demon soul, even all the demon soul masters in the entire world combined would be overshadowed.

At this time, Zhou Zichuan finally withdrew his hand, exhaled a long breath, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said, "Your injury is too serious, I can't cure you, I can only help you suppress it temporarily." ”

"Then how can I heal my wounds?" asked Huang Quan.

"Come with me to Yunling Mountain, senior brothers and sisters will definitely be able to cure you. Zhou Zichuan said, putting away his demon soul.

Huang Quan hesitated in his heart, he didn't really want to leave here for the time being, but this body was just an ordinary person, and he didn't have the strength to heal his own injuries, so he could only let others come to the rescue.

As if seeing Huang Quan's hesitation, Zhou Zichuan said: "Our Yunling Sect will not be difficult, it is completely up to you whether to go or not, but if you don't go, your injury will not be good." ”

"Brother, don't worry, I'll take care of myself. Huang Tan stretched out his little hand, wiped his tears, and said obediently.

"Okay, you must wait for me to come back!" Huang Quan finally nodded and touched her little head.

Zhou Zichuan took the initiative to reach out and hold Huang Quan's arm, helped him up from the bed, and walked out of the house step by step.

Outside the door is a small village, scattered with more than a dozen houses, chickens and dogs smell each other, poor and simple.

The village is surrounded by an earthen wall, leaving only a single entrance and exit at the entrance of the village.

There is a big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, with lush branches and leaves, and the aerial roots hang on the ground. There is a huge black stone under the tree, which is polished very brightly, and there are several large characters carved on the side - Banyan Tree Village.

Zhou Zichuan helped Huangquan to the banyan tree, rode a white horse, and rushed out of the village non-stop, leaving only the group of villagers behind him to raise dust all the way.

As soon as you come out of the entrance of the village, there is a vast wilderness ahead, barren and barren.

At the end of the horizon, there is a huge and towering mountain, reaching into the sky, far exceeding the height of ordinary peaks, even from such a long distance, you need to raise your head to see the whole picture, and even the clouds can only float halfway up the mountain.

It was as if it had been split in two by some great force, and it was divided into left and right sides, with a deep crack in the middle.

It was Yunling Mountain, a rare Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and the Yunling Sect was on it, and it was the most powerful sect in this continent.

On this vast land, every teenager and girl would look up at that fairyland, fantasizing that one day they would be able to go up and worship the cultivation of the Cloud Spirit Sect.

And farther away, there are countless forces, and no one knows how many sects and races there are in this world.

According to the myths and legends left by their ancestors, they lived on a fish in this world and named this fish "Taikun".

However, ordinary people can't intuitively see the image of "Tai Kun", only the kind of strong people who have cultivated to a certain level, can travel for nine days, and overlook the earth, can really see the true appearance of Tai Kun, and leave Tai Kun to explore the outside world.

Taikun alone is vast enough, with continents, oceans, mountains, rivers, ice fields and volcanoes......

And as for how big the whole world is, it's not clear.

......

After a while, smoke and dust suddenly rose from the other direction, and a horse rushed into the village and stopped beside the black stone under the banyan tree.

The steed was translucent, and it was a demon spirit, riding a mysterious man wearing a hat on its back.

The man withdrew the demon spirit, took off the hat, and revealed a handsome face, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, smiled at the girls under the tree, and asked, "Excuse me, have there been any injured or dead people in your village recently?"

His handsome face, gentle smile, and strong temperament stunned several girls for a short time.

A few of them rural girls, who had never seen such a handsome man, suddenly turned red and froze in place, unable to even speak.

This morning, Huang Quan was seriously injured by the people of Shacheng, but fortunately, Zhou Shenxian of the Yunling Sect passed by and rescued him. Not far away, a young girl preemptively replied, grabbing the man's attention with her fingers in her long braids.

When the man heard the words "Yunling Sect", his heart sank, and he looked around vigilantly.

"They're already on their way to Yunling Mountain!" the girl added, staring at the man boldly.

The man's heart relaxed, and he said politely, "Can you take me to his house to have a look?"

"Yes!" the girl nodded, enthusiastically leading the way.

The man followed her and asked, "How did that Huangquan get hurt?"

"He's very unlucky today, he met the demon hunting team of Shacheng in the forest, Shahai, the third young master of Shacheng, wanted to kidnap his sister and beat him to serious injury, but fortunately Zhou Shenxian passed by and rescued them. Let me tell you, that sea of sand is very bad, and he likes to spoil those innocent and cute little girls......" The girl chirped, telling Huang Quan's injury one by one, trying to win the man's favor.

As she spoke, she finally took the man to Huangquan's house.

At this time, Huang Tan was sitting on the edge of the bed sobbing quietly, his big eyes were full of worry, and he wiped his tears with his little hands from time to time, which was pitiful.

After the man entered the house, his eyes quickly scanned it, and the house was surrounded by four walls, and there was nothing unusual.

When Huang Tan saw the man coming, he quickly stopped sobbing and stared at him with big teary eyes: "Uncle, what's the matter?"

The man showed a gentle smile and said softly, "Little sister, I have a way to save your brother, but I need to know about his situation." Is there anything unusual about your brother after he was injured by those people in Shacheng? For example, he suddenly lost his memory, suddenly spoke strange language, and behaved strangely. ”

Huang Tan tilted his little head, thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head: "It doesn't seem to be!"

"Who said no!" The girl suddenly interjected, "Didn't Immortal Zhou say it? Huangquan was beaten like that by the people of Shacheng, he was supposed to die, but he suddenly woke up again, and even Immortal Zhou felt incredible! This should be considered abnormal!"

"Oh?" the man's eyes lit up when he heard this, this situation was indeed very consistent with the characteristics of the traverser, maybe it was the person that the ancestor was looking for.

He hurriedly asked, "That Zhou Immortal, what is the specific name?"

"It seems to be called, Zhou ...... Week...... Zhou Zichuan!Yes, it's called Zhou Zichuan!" Without waiting for Huang Tan to answer, the girl preemptively said.

"Zhou Zichuan?" The man read the name and breathed a sigh of relief slightly, he knew the names of those powerful disciples of the Yunling Sect, and this Zhou Zichuan had never heard of it at all, it should be just an inconsequential ordinary disciple, with his strength, he could kill a group of people in a single hand.

Next, he asked a few more questions, and after not getting more valuable information, he immediately left the Banyan Tree Village, summoned the horse demon spirit again, rode on horseback, and chased in the direction of Yunling Mountain.