The last trace of dark consciousness surrounding the second life dissipated, and the senses of him and the Spirit Gathering Array completely disappeared. Without the Gathering Spirit Array's continuous supply of dark knowledge, both the ghost soldiers who maintain the dark dimension and their own dark force cultivation will become sourceless water. As a result, Second Life is now desperate to find a new source of secret power to replenish.

He rose from the ground, dark green eyes staring at the strange city in front of him. Seven days have passed unconsciously when he came to the super plane, and in these seven days, he has taken back the ghost venerable, macaque, and ghost king one by one. However, the induction of the Spirit Gathering Array was still cut off.

Ever since he stepped onto the super plane in his second life, his sense of intensification with the Spirit Gathering Array and the dark ghosts has been weakening, and if he hadn't recovered the dark ghosts in time, he would have lost more than just the Spirit Gathering Array now.

Without the replenishment of the dark consciousness of the Spirit Gathering Array, the second life could not use all the dark ghosts to dispatch, and could only temporarily release the Thin Monkey and the Ghost Venerable to come out to investigate the situation here.

To put it bluntly, the Spirit Gathering Array is a group of enslaved people, and since those who are enslaved are still stepping on the void, they naturally cannot transmit their dark knowledge power to the super plane. Now Second Life must find the Soul Gathering Slaves of this new world and use them to nourish his Dark Dimension and enhance his Dark Force.

Compared to the Void, the Super Plane City is much denser, so Second Life doesn't have to worry about not finding a Djinn slave at all. It's just that he's a little worried about the super clan here right now. When he was below, he had crossed paths with super clans, so he naturally knew very well how powerful these clans were.

If they had come now, he would have almost lost his ability to resist. Therefore, he used his last bit of secret knowledge to release the Ghost Venerable, hoping to capture enough slaves as soon as possible with the help of his cultivation.

Now they don't have time to develop the spirit gatherers one by one, and they can only use forceful means to coerce them into accepting slaves.

As a trace of dark knowledge grew, Second Life also sensed the speed of progress of the Thin Monkey and the Ghost Venerable in that city.

Just when the second life was about to use these new secret powers to condense a new spirit gathering array, they unexpectedly found that these secret powers had disappeared.

He didn't know what had happened to the Thin Monkey and the Ghost Venerable, he tiptoed a little on the hillside, and the whole person flew all the way along the wilderness, until he approached less than three miles outside the city gate, and then he fell to the ground and walked over on foot.

When he stood outside the city gate, he was immediately strictly interrogated by dozens of city gate guards.

"Raise your head," one of the guards yelled, "You... you".

The second life slowly raised his head, his cold eyes staring at his face, and instantly he was so frightened that he couldn't even say a whole word. Second Life didn't pay any attention to the guards, and under their terrified gaze, he strode into the city gates. It wasn't until his body completely melted into the crowd that the guards came to their senses, and one of the leaders hurriedly stepped into the city defense to pay a respect.

More people are still glad that they didn't anger that guy just now.

It's a bustling city, with all kinds of shops and pedestrians and merchants crowded on the streets, erasing any trace of strangers in an instant.

It's just that there are obvious traces in the place where the second life has walked, and that is countless pairs of frightened eyes.

There are some of these eyes that are similar to those of earthlings. There are also some eyes that are almost beasts and devils, if there is no second life, they themselves are called murderers, but at this moment, they all cast their frightened eyes on this strange young man.

Second Life didn't deliberately provoke them, just his occasional glance had already quieted an otherwise noisy street. It felt like a scoop of cold water had been added to boiling water, and the original restless noise was gradually cooling down around the second life.

Thousands of pairs of eyes kept staring at the chilling young man in front of them, and the crowd silently parted a gap. Silently get out of the way.

The young man didn't do anything extra all the time, just walked vigorously, as if he was blind to the various faces around him. It wasn't until the moment he stepped out of the street that the crowd behind him, which seemed to be frozen, exploded, or cursed, or shouted, as if to justify the cowardice they had just shown.

It's just that no one dares to really put it into action, just stands there and shouts. Just as the whole street was screaming at the extreme, the young man turned around the corner again, and the moment he stepped down the street again, almost all the voices stopped abruptly again, and this time the men were even more frightened, as if they were going to flee for their lives at any moment.

The second life was to walk calmly through the street corner step by step, until he stood in front of a shop, reached out and grabbed a hole in the door, and then threw out a rough stone. Then he turned and walked back the way he came, his movements were so unattended, he didn't put anyone in his eyes at all, but no one dared to provoke him.

It wasn't until he disappeared around the corner again that the stiff crowd let out a long breath of loss, and this time they didn't scream or curse, they all walked out of the city gate with their heads down. This time they really didn't dare to stay in the city anymore, because they had just seen a strong murderous aura in the green eyes of a young man....

At the moment when the crowd reached the city gate, there was a loud bang, and a city gate was kicked away, and in the dust, a black phantom rushed out, his blood-red eyes flashed bloodthirsty in the black mist.

Seeing this scene, the crowd immediately fled in the opposite direction. They don't know where what's going on. Therefore, with the flow of people to the back, run wildly. However, there were still some people who were a little more courageous, and they stopped and looked towards the city gate. I saw that in the dust and mist, there were several figures fighting.

One of them is the black ghost, but the other few people are not strangers to them, that is the guardian family of this Ye City, the Ruan family. Although the Ruan family is not a super clan, it also has no less than a dozen medium-sized families in cities. In addition, the Ruan family has risen to prominence in the younger generation in recent years, and they can be regarded as well-known figures in the super plane, so few people will take the initiative to provoke them.

This time, the ghost venerable and the macaque infiltrated the city to develop spirit gathering slaves, and it didn't take long for them to be discovered by an outstanding rising star of the Ruan family, Ruan Yong, and personally led the three generations of the Ruan family to encircle and suppress the ghost venerable. And also beheaded all those who were originally slaved by the Onizun, so that they would not harm the rest of the city in order to survive.

This hand was done neatly, even if the Ghost Venerable and the Thin Monkey had worked very hard, they still found nothing, and in the end, the Ghost Venerable and the Thin Monkey chose to get rid of Ruan Yong first, and then collect the slaves.

Therefore, a battle began in Ye City.

As soon as the ghost venerable landed, Ruan Yong chased after him. Ruan Yong's Taoism has reached the middle stage of enlightenment. Its cultivation can not only easily resist the attack of the Ghost Venerable, but also extremely effectively suppress the Ghost Venerable's dark spells.

As for the thin monkey, he was no match for these people at all, and he was defeated in the first few encounters, so he incarnated as the main body to act as a meat shield for the ghost venerable.

Ghost Venerable jumped on the back of the thin monkey, stepped on it, and his palm turned into a huge palm print and pressed down towards Ruan Yong.

Seeing this scene, Ruan Yong's body bowed slightly, and a purple spiral under his feet, as hundreds of spirals intertwined with each other, he also fell with a backhand punch to meet the ghost venerable ghost claws.

For the battle between Ghost Zun and Ruan Yong, there was almost no need for any weapons, and they fought hard with their own spiritual powers.

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual power fluctuations dispersed, undulating like ripples with a circle of ripples.

Under the impact of this power beyond their own Dao Yuan, countless people lost their center of gravity and drifted at will in the location of their respective streets, and at this moment, the city became a trapeze city.

At the core of this spiritual power fluctuation, Ghost Venerable and Ruan Yong looked at each other angrily, and each of them stimulated all the spiritual power in their bodies, and the powerful spiritual power field almost formed a substance, completely crushing their bodies.

Within the spiritual turmoil, there was one person who did not receive any impact, and he still stood firmly on the eaves, staring at the battle between the two below.

He was naturally the second life he had just walked down the street, and his cold eyes looked so eye-catching in the waves of spiritual light, like two pearls hidden in the sand. His indifferent eyes gradually gathered strength, and with the green ripples on his body, they also became extremely bright.

The second life began to fade away in a scholar's costume, and a black armor appeared, and behind the armor there was a long snake beauty, her hands and feet were trapped in chains, like a imprisoned devil. Those green ripples came from her hair.

As the ripples stretched to the second arm, an illusory giant axe took shape. Second Life raised his hands in the air, and the giant axe was lifted three feet above his head.

The spiritual power fluctuations below continued, but the ghost venerable in the core was obviously a little unbearable. The spiritual power in that Ruan Yong's body was endless, and the momentum of the oppressive ghost venerable was a little weaker.

At this time, behind Ruan Yong, those three generations of disciples seemed to have found an opportunity, and they all joined the battle circle with their swords, wanting to take advantage of the weakness of the ghost venerable and kill him in one fell swoop.

Whew!

The thin monkey who was stabbed in leather armor by a sword couldn't help but feel pain, and let out a miserable scream when he looked up to the sky.

Then he was about to take the Ghost Venerable out of the battle circle, and at this moment, a momentum that could open the sky and the earth covered the entire city, and at this moment, a fear of death appeared on the faces of everyone in the city. They all turned their heads upwards in unison, where the momentum came from.

The terrifying figure of the young man fell into their eyes, and then a nightmare was deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, only to see that the demon king jumped into the void, his giant axe slid out a strange arc in the void, and after that, the heavens and the earth seemed to be cut apart, and the celestial phenomena on both sides rolled up, forming an obvious crack, starting from the giant axe, spreading to both sides. The crimson air currents burned fiercely on the wings of the sword and axe, and slashed down with a devastating momentum.

The next moment, almost all of them subconsciously took off, and they could see that the city below was moving away from them. Then a crimson flame swept through the entire city, and the buildings that had been densely packed were burned like pieces of paper in the next moment.

After that, they couldn't see anything, only circles of light burst out from within the flames, until they were sucked into a large black pocket and entered a world of eternal darkness.

At the gap in the super plane, Yan San struggled to prevent those snowflakes from falling. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop most of the snowflakes from flowing out of his four-dimensional body.

Yan San had been holding on for this for several days, and the Void Yuan Power in his body was almost exhausted now, if it weren't for the help of the super plane's rich high-energy supplement, he would probably not be able to hold on to it for a long time.

Just as Yan San once again resisted the swarming snowflakes, suddenly there was a wave on the ground, and then he saw a flame erupting from the jungle opposite, it was not a volcanic eruption, or a natural mountain fire, but the effect of a light wave caused by a spell.

That fluctuation was very powerful, even if Yan San had already reached the realm of the Void Yuan Master, he was still disturbed by that fluctuation. From this angle, the range of that flame in the air is very huge, which shows that this fighting method is absolutely terrifying. It was really worthy of a super plane-level battle, Yan San stared at that area with some envy. He imagined the fierceness of the battle that was taking place, and at the same time, there was a hint of worry in his heart.

In the super plane, the power of spatial self-locking is even stronger, which also means that the damage caused by the Dao Yuan originally possessed in the Nether Realm will be greatly reduced, and if such damage is caused, it should at least be a strong person above the Enlightenment Period. Yan San couldn't help but feel a little discouraged at the thought of the Enlightenment Period powerhouse, he knew the strength of the Enlightenment Person, and he also knew that if these people went through the crack, they would definitely deal a devastating blow to the Nether Humans.

In order to prevent this from happening, Yan San decided to use the power of his own Void Yuan to fill the super plane rift. Although doing so would cause Yan San to consume more Empty Yuan Power, he still resolutely made his choice.

After absorbing another piece of falling snow, he climbed up to a four-dimensional space body that he had condensed, and took out a few Ning Yuan Pills from his arms and devoured them. However, he began to operate the Void Element Technique in his body to restore the power of the Void Element. Using the Void Yuan Pill to forcibly urge the Void Element Force in his body would not only damage his Void Element Body, but also cause the Void Element Realm he had just condensed to become unstable again.

But Yan San couldn't care so much anymore, he had to make his own choice for the threat that might happen soon.

Sealing the Super Plane and linking a Quartet Clan's defensive array is not a one-level project. The superplane itself is a transitional medium between the quaternary and the quintum, so its hierarchical structure itself cannot be fused with the spatial seal. This is also the means that Yan San can use very little, and he can only use a multi-dimensional space body to block this long and narrow area. It's just that Yan San's current ability to create a multi-dimensional space body is not enough to make a space body of this level.

(End of chapter)