The pitch-black compass was taken out of the Void Boundary Stone by Xiao Yang, and the spiritual power on the fiftieth layer of the Psychic Tower suddenly became turbulent.

Slender black lines were rapidly intertwined, and outside the tower, the majestic black gas was surging.

"Look!" exclaimed one of the disciples, pointing upwards.

The surrounding black qi, like a bulky black python, slowly hovered around the tower, and the light in the entire thirteen peaks gradually dimmed at this time.

"Huh?"

In the mysterious starlight, the chess pieces held in the palm of the old man's hand stopped in mid-air, and the old man's eyes turned, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the space.

This person is the great peak master of the Thirteen Peaks, Beichen.

Since the establishment of the Thirteen Peaks, he has appeared in the outside world only a handful of times, and even many new peak masters have never seen his true face.

"That kid is really here. Mo Gong, opposite Beichen, said in a surprised tone.

As the small peak master of the Thirteen Peaks, he has always been inseparable from Beichen.

"Smack!"

The chess pieces fell, and Beichen smiled lightly: "I said, even if it is a land of projectiles, it is possible to give birth to a genius, when I first sensed it, that kid was just a spirit master, but in a blink of an eye, he grew into a spirit pane, old man Mo, your vision is still not as good as mine." ”

"Hmph, there are so many geniuses, just go around the Northern Regions, and you can catch a lot of them. Mo Gong fell heavily, obviously unhappy with Beichen's smug tone.

"Having said that, the psychic tower has existed for so long, and the secrets contained in it are finally about to be unearthed. Beichen said with some emotion.

"King of the Nights. Mo Gong sighed lightly, and his heart was also extremely uncalm.

The King of Ten Thousand Nights, that is a mysterious beast that only exists in legends, even he, a ninth-order spirit king, can hardly maintain his composure in front of a powerful mysterious beast.

The secret of the Psychrathal was discovered twenty years ago.

At that time, an elder who was in charge of cleaning the psychic tower heard a strange noise in the middle of the night, so he curiously opened the mechanism and descended directly to the fiftieth floor.

So, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

In the rolling black gas, a black robe was scattered, and an indistinct shadow was half-kneeling in it, and the bright blade exuded a terrifying light through the black gas.

No, it's not a blade, it's a sickle.

Unlike the scythe used by the medicine man to pick herbs, the scythe blade was unusually wide, like the hook and sickle of death, and the cold light made people tremble just by looking at it.

The elder had long since forgotten how he had escaped from the Psychic Tower.

After Beichen and Mo Gong got the news, they immediately rushed over, but the scene described by the elder had long disappeared, and there was only a trace of black gas wrapped around the corner, proving that what the elder said was true.

"It's a pity. Mo Gong's expression was complicated.

Since then, he and Beichen have exhausted all methods, and even spent a lot of money, to invite an eighth-order array mage, but the other party just glanced at it and shook his head slightly.

"Here, there is no breath of formation. ”

So, Beichen and Mo Gong had no choice but to give up.

But they knew very well that the mysterious King of Ten Thousand Nights was on the fiftieth floor of the Psychic Tower, and he had only hidden it through some special means.

"I have to say that if the Mysterious Beasts want to hide, unless there is a way to restrain them, otherwise, even if they are emperor-level powerhouses, they can't do anything. Beichen sighed softly.

"That's a bargain boy. Beigong looked heartbroken: "There is an ethereal luo, and you can also collect four black pearls and the polar night disk, this kid's luck is so good that it is against the sky, once it succeeds, it is a double mysterious beast!"

The Twin Mysterious Beasts are even more terrifying than the identity of Xiao Yang's Six Origin Spirit Master!

Around the Psychic Tower.

"What the hell is that. ”

Slowly straightening up, Yang Ling looked at the surging black qi, frowned and thought for a moment, and then sneered: "Could it be that kid who broke the psychic tower? Hehe, a guy with poor character, his luck is really not very good, destroying the psychic tower, but it is a serious crime, you are dead!"

At this time, Elder Ling, who was in charge of taking care of the Psychic Tower, would definitely not let Xiao Yang go easily.

"The black gas is getting thicker and thicker. ”

"Do you want to tell the elders?"

"Let's take a look first, if there is a real accident, the peak masters will naturally take action, and we don't need to worry about it. ”

The astonished chattering voices of the disciples continued to sound in the darker and darker space.

Inside the Psychic Tower.

The slender black lines were rapidly intertwined, and in Xiao Yang's vibrating gaze, they swelled into pitch-black chains, and between the twitches, there was a loud sound.

These chains don't look stout, but even a blow from an Emperor-level spirit beast can't shatter them.

"Boom!"

In the middle of the many intertwined chains, a thick black gas suddenly rolled, and a black robe fluttered slowly in it, and the scythe blade leaning against the floor flickered with cold light.

The brim of the black robe slowly raised, and there seemed to be a pair of indifferent eyes, staring at Xiao Yang faintly, and under the brim, there was darkness.

"Heh......"

The voice, as if sneering.

The next moment, the figure of the King of Ten Thousand Nights flashed, and the chains all over the space condensed towards its wrist, and in just an instant, the space in the field was empty.

The pitch-black chains wrapped around the wrist of the King of the Night's right arm, spreading all the way to the hilt of the scythe, as if the chains themselves were one with the scythe.

"Not good!" Xiao Yang's scalp tingled.

The target of the King of Ten Thousand Nights is exactly him!

A black light flashed.

"Bang!"

The soles of the Ten Thousand Nights King stepped heavily on Xiao Yang's chest, and immediately shot straight out, and the tower body of the Psychic Tower, with a loud bang, shattered into a big hole.

Fragments of a pitch-black psychic tower, falling opposite.

The noisy discussion in the venue suddenly disappeared, and the eyes of all the disciples were staring blankly at the direction in which the loud voice spread above.

"Huh!"

A black glow slashed through.

While scolding in his heart, Xiao Yang's body, stepping on the position of the seven stars, quickly flashed to the back, and under the swept sickle, a fragment of a robe fluttered in the wind.

The figure flashed, Xiao Yang and the King of Ten Thousand Nights distanced themselves, and their hearts palpitated.

Just a little bit, he confessed here.

The King of Ten Thousand Nights really wants to kill him!

"Fortunately, after such a long time, the seriously injured King of Ten Thousand Nights has only been preserved to the strength of the fifth-order spirit pane, otherwise, just swing a scythe at will, and I will have to be planted here. ”

Looking at the King of Ten Thousand Nights who turned around and was chilling, Xiao Yang was also angry: "Another untamable lord, it seems that without some ruthless means, I can't cure you!"

"Buzz!"

The five spiritual gates flashed in succession, Xiao Yang took a deep breath, and shouted: "Do it!"

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

The five spirit beasts other than the Ethereal Spirit Luo surrounded the King of Ten Thousand Nights, and the majestic spiritual power erupted from their bodies, rendering the sky with five kinds of brilliance.

"Huh. ”

With a sneer, the scythe in the hand of the King of Ten Thousand Nights clenched, and he immediately stepped on the void and slashed down.

"Whew!"()

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