This is a secret realm founded by the Undead Sage, and there is a unique death style in the Undead World Realm everywhere.

Under the gray sky, there is a muddy earth; Next to the black tombstone are withered tree trunks; Black crows flew across the sky, their green pupils scanning the land, screeching as they searched for fragmented food.

A gray dark moon in the sky, half of its face slowly emerged from the clouds. But this round of dark moon is extremely mutilated, and almost all of its small face is pitted.

The faint moonlight fell, and Xia Wushuang felt the blade of scattered flowers and the blue of the sky on his waist (this name is really a bag), and at the same time resonated with the dark moon that was not bright, and let out a slight soft moan.

The essence of the moonlight, like the rising sun from the east, is not a kind of void energy that can be used for absorption and transformation. But it has the effect of increasing the purity and strength of mana, something that all dark creatures can't give up. Therefore, whether it is Siwa, the Abyss, or the Undead, these dark worlds dominated by dark creatures, their moons have their own unforgettable characteristics.

For example, once the Hell Three Moons of the Siwa Realm rise from the land of Siwa, the combat power of all dark creatures will suddenly increase by three percent. And it is precisely because of the effect of the three moons of hell that even Lucifer fell to hell with a third of the stars; As a result, when the imperial power of Xiwa was alternated and the strength of the plane suddenly weakened, the Heaven and World Realm had not completely penetrated the hell.

And the undead, this absolutely gloomy world, they hang in the divine moon of the sky. is even more perverted. Because its body is the embodiment of the ancient god-king, even if it has fallen into an endless eternal sleep, the places it has illuminated will still leave eternal gifts. A temple of inheritance, enlightening all kinds of newly awakened undead creatures, teaching them endless powerful magic and treacherous magical mysteries.

It is precisely because of the existence of this Divine Moon that the Undead World Realm, which is full of the breath of death, will always be the most powerful existence among the major invasion planes.

Right now, it's a dark moon in the sky. It was the false moon that the deceased Undead Sage had created according to what he understood to be the Divine Moon of the Undead. Although this False Moon does not have the powerful inheritance effect of the Undead Divine Moon, its trajectory is still incomparable. It was full of the 'Dao' and 'Reason' that the Sage understood, which almost made Xia Wushuang stunned.

"Huh!"

In desperation, Xia Wushuang pulled out the long sword at his waist with his right hand, following the charm that the Undead Sage had left in the dark moon. Two criss-crossed sword strikes were slashed one after another. I saw that the black earth was turned over. Two narrow sword marks tore the earth apart in an instant, leaving two incomparably terrifying ravines in the black mire.

The magic orb of the six elements had already formed a six-pointed star in his soul that could be converted into each other. And at this time, as Xia Wushuang broke through the bottleneck of his own sword skills, there was a soft sound of 'bang' in his soul, as if there was something. Shattered with the two swords of this pinnacle.

Xia Wushuang cut into his soul and took a look, only to see the center of the elemental six-pointed star. There was a pale red cross mark that was turning dark red, indicating that the dignified kendo he had learned from the old dean had finally been completely finalized and tended to be a great success.

"Shuangshuang, so handsome!" The third sister applauded on the side. Although I don't know why Xia Wushuang suddenly rose up and slashed two swords at the open space in front of him. But as far as Xia Wushuang's upright and domineering style when he came out of his sword, for her, it was enough to be called a pleasing 'welfare'.

"Ahem, don't you feel that the dark moon in this sky has a magical power?" Xia Wushuang felt a little embarrassed, he was used to being alone, and he always liked to do whatever came to mind.

It seems easy to be mistaken for a neuropath?

"Is there one?" Hong San was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes condensed and looked straight at the dark moon in the sky.

Dark Moon. Cloud cover. Fading.

The third sister had just touched a powerful way of using force from the trail of the dark moon. But the dark moon in the sky seemed to be tired of being watched, and silently disappeared into the dark clouds around him, and then disappeared.

"Well! Looks like something is missing! This was originally a very annoying thing, but Hong San was not only not annoyed, but also hugged Xia Wushuang and laughed heartlessly.

In the eyes of this big woman, as long as her little pair can get benefits, she is already extremely happy. As for whether you can get the benefits...... Does that matter?

"......" Xia Wushuang, who was hugged by Hong San, was speechless, although the third sister's personality was straightforward and sloppy, but it was unexpectedly very clingy.

"Moving on, there seems to be a strong energy reaction ahead." Xia Wushuang struggled to break free from the embrace of the red three hoops that were firmer than steel rings, put on a very majestic appearance as the head of the family, crossed the two ravines he had created, and continued to march towards the depths of the secret realm.

It stands to reason that the closer you get to the center of the secret realm, the more unexpected situations will occur. But whether it was a precious and rare demon grass or an incomparably powerful trial undead, they couldn't hold Xia Wushuang and Red San in their footsteps.

Clothed in the veil of darkness, they walked in the dark phase of another dimension, not seeing, not hearing, not listening, like two fresh winds, directly blowing through the outermost region of the secret realm, leaving no trace.

"The sage in this secret realm doesn't know how long the Dao has been dead, the entire small world realm has shrunk so badly, and the current effective space is no more than one county of the earth." No. 7 continued to spread his special soul magic to this world, and slowly sorted out a lot of important and unimportant information from countless feedback messages.

"Then how far am I from the place where the undead aura of the secret realm is heaviest?" Xia Wushuang didn't care how big this small world was, he only cared about where Ye Xiaoya was now, whether she was not dead or alive.

"Straight-line distance, no more than twenty kilometers." Seven's tone was light. He knew that Xia Wushuang was in a hurry, but he didn't think that it would be so easy to find another specific person in this dark secret realm.

Xia Wushuang didn't speak again, stepped on the black ground under his feet, like a fast arrow off the string, jumped ten zhang forward, and flew directly into a gray forest.

Around, there was a distorted, human-like death tree spirit, they were rooted in this black land, their waists were pierced by a huge sword mark, split in two, and even the soul core was completely shattered.

"Someone has been here." Xia Wushuang looked around vigilantly.

I don't know if it was his alertness that produced enough effect; There was a creepy sound in his ears, like a rattling snake, creepy.

Let Hong San take a good look at his back, Xia Wushuang's nerves tensed, and he used his sword to separate a few death tree spirits that blocked his vision, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

A deep pool of turquoise water appeared. It is like a crystal lotus out of the mud in the dark place, clear and translucent, exuding an extraordinary and amazing chill.

What's going on? The pendulum will swing? Xia Wushuang looked at it curiously.

The waterhole in front of him was not large, and it was surrounded by twisted tree spirits.

The water in the pool rippled slightly for unknown reasons, and above the water surface, a faint cold air was rising, and the edge of the pool water, because of the influence of the cold air, condensed a little frost dottedly. Such a cold pool of water has reached the temperature of living water freezing, but it still flows freely, which is very mysterious.

Along the edge of the pool, Xia Wushuang took two more looks. However, as he swept through a pile of broken stones, he suddenly saw something that struck him very familiar.

A butterfly-shaped crystal hairpin. It lies quietly in the rocks, like a living butterfly, crawling on the blooming stone lotus, without losing its original pale green and transparent luster, without a trace of damage, and is as intact as ever.

"......" Xia Wushuang trembled, only to feel a cold chill, along his tail vertebrae towards the back of his head, freezing him, and his limbs were piercing cold.

This hairpin is an ancient treasure stolen from Ye Weiming's kid's treasure house on Xiaoya's birthday. On the crystal butterfly, there are four wings and three whiskers, like the butterfly clothes of cicada wings, which are thin slices polished into the night pearl, which will emit an intoxicating pale green fluorescence in the moonlight at night.

"Why are you here?" Xia Wushuang was a little distracted, he remembered that in order to retrieve this ancient treasure, the fake monk who lacked virtue beat up the abbot in his temple......

But why is it here? Shouldn't it be worn on Ye Xiaoya's head to embellish Nizi's peerless elegance with her most vivid color?

Or is it ...... Absolutely not! (To be continued......)

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