As soon as Yan Yuncheng's figure appeared in front of Zhu Qilou's door, Zhu Sinu rushed over with an arrow step, pulled him and walked towards the building, making Yan Yuncheng confused.

Zhu Sinu took Yan Yuncheng up to the second floor, and when she entered a room, Yan Yuncheng saw Pangu Tu lying flat on the bed, and there was a faint air in the air, which was very uncomfortable, and Yan Yuncheng couldn't help frowning.

stepped forward to investigate, and found that Pangu Tu was completely lifeless, but the spirit still existed, and he had become a living dead.

"How could this be?" Yan Yuncheng asked.

"This, this..."Zhu Sinu seemed to be unable to speak, and she was stumbling for a long time.

"Just say?"

"Alas, you also know what happened on that day of the treasure, and after that he did not leave the house, but every day he was only in pleasure, without restraint, and wantless, and the maid found him like this early this morning. "Ju Si Nu 1510 stated.

Yan Yuncheng glanced back at Pangu Tu, who was like a living dead, and was very annoyed in his heart, this guy is too embarrassed, there is really no way to say this, how can he have any experience in this area, but he knows the truth that everything is too much.

He was also puzzled in his heart, ordinary cultivators, the essence of their bodies has surpassed ordinary people, it stands to reason that there should not be this kind of situation of becoming a living dead due to excessive indulgence, then there is only one possibility, and that is to cultivate a fork.

"I wonder if Zhu Chenfeng's old-timers can come and see it?"

The entire Zhu Qilou Yanyun City also knew that Zhu Chenfeng, a person who turned into a dragon realm, couldn't care so much at the moment, and asked directly.

"The third grandfather has come to see it, and he can't find the crux of the problem. Zhu Sinu looked helpless.

Listening to Zhu Sinu say this, Yan Yuncheng is also blind at the moment, he doesn't know a few people in Yuhai City, and the only one Hai Linyu is still locked up in the Sea Demon Hell Prison, as for going to Yang Kai to help, he won't go to kill him, and he was almost killed by him last night.

"Boy, what's there to worry about, it's rare and weird!"

Just when Yan Yuncheng was worried, the voice of the guy Goudan sounded slowly, since he decided yesterday that he couldn't count on Goudan too much, he really didn't think about Goudan subconsciously, but in this situation he had to ask for help.

Since Goudan understands the situation, there is no need to stay in Zhu Qilou, Yan Yuncheng said a few words to Zhu Sinu, and then returned to Baichuan Inn with Pangu Tu in his hand.

"What the hell is going on?"

After fiddling with Pangu Tu, Yan Yuncheng hurriedly entered the Divine Soul Sea and asked Goudan, Goudan was quite knowledgeable this time, and without waiting for Yan Yuncheng to intimidate, he poured beans into a bamboo tube and told everything he knew.

Since ancient times, this land has been born like a starry large and small forces, the vast majority of forces can not withstand the passage of time, become a small wave in the long river of time, some are not even small waves, but some forces have gone through hardships, the road has been blue, has come to this day.

This kind of force has always been deep and shallow, not known to the outside world, but the heritage they have accumulated over tens of millions of years is extremely terrifying, they just disdain the world, do not covet power and wealth, and concentrate on cultivating, if they are born, I am afraid that all the forces on this land will panic.

Now they still know the existence of these hermit clans, and only those top big forces, and ordinary people don't know that according to the dog, Pangu Tu is the descendant of the Pangu clan.

Legend has it that the ancestors of Pangu were born with heaven and earth, when the world was in chaos, and their ancestors slept in it for many years.

"So his problem came from the old ancestor?"

After listening to the dog's narration, Yan Yuncheng looked at Pangu Tu with strange eyes, such a rammed goods actually had such an old ancestor.

"Problem, this is a great creation," the dog rolled his eyes when he heard this, "There is a bloodline inheritance lurking in his body, which has not been opened before, but this time he has been stimulated, the door of inheritance has opened, he is receiving inheritance, but his inheritance method may really be made by his ancestors according to his own sleeping years." ”

"Then what now?" Yan Yuncheng asked, spreading his hands.

"It's not a matter of a while, just let him stay like this!" the dog yawned, turned around and lay down on the soul root again.

"You wait," Yan Yuncheng hurriedly shouted, "In addition to this Pangu Clan, there are also those Hermit Ancient Clans?"

"With your current strength, it's better not to ask, it's rare enough to meet this guy Pangu Tu, what is the Hermit Ancient Clan?

The dog's eyes were rolling and he was about to fly, and Yan Yuncheng who was watching it just wanted to pump him, but he still endured it after thinking about it.

Since Pangu Tu was not in danger of life, Yan Yuncheng was relieved, so he had to place Pangu Tu in the Baichuan Inn, and then he needed to calm down and prepare for the Zhou Tian Da Competition, calculate the days, and the Holy Sect would come in the next few days.

In this way, Yan Yuncheng spent three or five days in Yuhai City, these days Yuhai City was calm and calm, Yu Su did not appear again, Yang Kai did not make any more moths, Bo Lai's dead fox Jiumei seemed to be indifferent, everything seemed to have precipitated, but Yan Yuncheng always felt the calm before the storm at this time.

On this day, a sound full of majesty, like thunder, shook the sky and blue sea, and spread throughout the entire Imperial Sea City in an instant.

"Tonight, in the east of Yuhai City, Zhou Tian Dabi, gather!"

The voice fell into everyone's hearts, and Yan Yuncheng naturally heard it, and he was still very familiar with this voice, it was the fog holy envoy who appeared on the Zhou Tian Xiaobi of the Mysterious Dao.

It's night, and the moon is in the middle of the sky.

In the east of Yuhai City, the figure flickered, and when Yan Yuncheng arrived, dozens of figures had gathered, more precisely, figures, because except for him, Lie Qing'an, and Xiyan were human beings, the others were all aliens, either demon beasts or spiritual objects.

The demon beasts that have always been ferocious and explosive, as well as unrestrained spiritual creatures, are quiet like a kitten at the moment, waiting quietly aside, and the city of Yuhai City is also silent, and no one has come to peep.

Just when Yan Yuncheng was surprised in his heart, a figure approached him, a faint fragrance wafted in the wind, Xiyan was still covered with a light veil, and stopped at a distance of one person from Yan Yuncheng.

"You killed Wang Tiancheng?" Xiyan's voice condensed into a line.

Yan Yuncheng shook his head, "It was killed by the Neclamus." ”

"Why have you helped me so many times?"

Yan Yuncheng finally asked the question in his heart, Xi Yan gave up the purple gold gourd in the embryonic world, and even gave him a message in the Tongxuan Road, but he couldn't remember when he had crossed paths with Xi Yan anyway, and secretly wondered if he really had such a great charm.

"Not why. ”

"No, why, why?"

Xiyan stood aside silently, no longer speaking, Yan Yuncheng was helpless when he saw this, he opened his mouth or swallowed the words in his heart, and the atmosphere between the two became subtle.

At this moment, in a dark place not far from everyone, the space suddenly surged like smoke, and a foot shrouded in black fog stepped out, and soon the whole body walked out of the smoke, and the body was completely shrouded in smoke, and it was impossible to see the face clearly, but only Yan Yuncheng knew that this person was the Holy Sect Mist Holy Envoy.

"Now that we've arrived, let's go!"

The voice of the Fog Saint was ethereal, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of smoke surged, and everyone was shrouded in smoke without resistance.

The smoke surged violently, and it eerily disappeared from its place, and when it reappeared, it was already on the edge of the vast sea.

The Fog Holy Envoy raised his hand and trembled, and the figures of Yan Yuncheng and the others appeared on the ground again, and their hands trembled again, and a ghostly light shot out from his hand and fell towards the dark sea.

When the dark light fell, I saw that a thing grew wildly in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a dark ship, and the ghost light of the big ship flickered, like a starlight, and a dark light shot out from the dark ship, extending to the coast, forming a staircase of dark light.

"Come aboard!" said the Misty Envoy with great simplicity.

Everyone walked in turn, and soon got on the boat, the Xuanguang ladder was retracted, and the dark ship had no wind on its own, heading out towards the depths of the vast sea, riding the wind and waves all the way, and the huge momentum alarmed a lot of sea tribes, but they all showed their heads, and when they saw the dark ship, they quickly shrank back.

Yan Yuncheng sat on the deck, carefully observing this strange big ship, the big ship was dark all over, I don't know what material it was, the huge deck, Yan Yuncheng couldn't find a crack, and the whole big ship was mixed up.

The ship had no cabins, only a small hut at the stern, and it was impossible to see inside, but the Misty Envoy had been inside since the ship was launched.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, the sea rises red!

The first ray of morning light knocked on Yan Yuncheng's eyes, facing the soft morning light, Yan Yuncheng looked at the vast sea, the sea was rippling, and there were seabirds flying in the air from time to time, but when he saw the dark black ship, he avoided it far away.

The speed of the big ship is extremely fast, like an arrow off the string, breaking through a thousand waves.

"Look!" exclaimed!

Yan Yuncheng looked over and found that just on the line between the sea and the sky, a black shadow was galloping towards this side, dark clouds began to appear in the sky, and the sound of the waves became clearer and clearer.

"It's a tornado!"

Yan Yuncheng also saw at this time that a tornado connecting the sea and the sky was roaring, no, not one, behind the first tornado, suddenly like a sugar gourd, there were many, countless after another.

The tornado swept up the waves, and the sea within a radius of ten miles was suddenly confined to the frenzy, and the whole world suddenly became gloomy like the end of the world, and the tornado carried the momentum of destroying the world and surging forward.

The Misty Envoy, who had been hiding in the hut, finally came out.

The fog saint envoy's whole body was full of mist, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only to see him rise into the air, step through the air, and go towards the tornado, as if he was strolling leisurely.