The building was made of bones. It's like the walls of Xuandu.

Zhan Yun and a dozen green-eyed bone clans stepped out of the carriage pulled by the bone horse.

As soon as they got off the bus, everyone's atmosphere changed, and everyone who was still laughing just now looked cold.

There seemed to be an invisible wall between them and the war clouds.

Warcloud looked up at the long, narrow and towering tower of black bones, and silently followed behind the hooked nose.

The ground floor of this black tower is extremely spacious, comparable to a large gladiatorial arena, which can accommodate more than 10,000 people.

But Zhanyun looked up, and the spire that pierced into the cloud was smaller than the tip of a needle.

Zhan Yun walked into the tower of bones, and inside the tower, a series of spiral stairs led all the way up to the top of the tower, and hundreds of small closed doors opened on each floor.

Zhan Yun believed that each of these gates was inhabited by the Bone Clan.

He has been in the territory of the Bone Country for less than half a day, and he has been engrossed in adapting to the so-called Xuan Power of the Bone Country, which is the ghost power called by the Apocalypse.

Unlike the Apocalypse, the Bone Country does not have a trace of spiritual power, and the spiritual power of Zhan Yun's belonging to the Apocalypse Spirit Master is also out of place in the Bone Country.

If the spirit master fights, he needs to combine his own spiritual power with the spiritual power between heaven and earth, if he can only exert his own spiritual power, with the spiritual power of the fifth rank of the battle cloud, it is estimated that he can only exert the level of the fifth and third orders in the bone country.

This gap of the entire fifth order is not shocking.

And after half a day, Zhan Yun was gradually able to feel the difference between Xuan Li and spiritual power, and he could also judge the strength of Xuan Li.

He had never observed the Bone Clan's Mysterious Power so carefully and carefully, and he was surprised to find that the Bone Clan's Mysterious Power was exactly the same as the spiritual power of the Apocalypse.

It didn't take long for him to get used to it.

He stood beside a dozen or so green eyes, he didn't seem to squint, but in fact, he had seen in all directions, and he sensed that there were bones in every door.

But this was not his biggest discovery. After fully adapting to the Xuan Li, he discovered a wonderful thing, that is, the bones that exist everywhere in the Bone Country are condensed with the Xuan Li.

Whether it is the bones on the city wall, or the dragon bones in front of the city gate, or the bone ornaments of the bone people, or the tower of bones he is in now, whether strong or weak, thick or light, all condense the mysterious power that will not be dispersed.

This tower of bones is like the center of the storm of mysteries, and the strong mystical power almost suffocates the war clouds when they just stepped in.

It really deserves to be a "bone" country. Zhan Yun thought so in his heart.

Just as a few people were about to walk towards the spiral steps, with several sharp long sounds, more than a dozen bone birds flew down from the top of the tower.

A dozen bone birds spiraled down the steps and stopped in front of the crowd.

The burly man with the hooked nose said thoughtfully: "It seems that the young man is very valued, and it is no wonder that this is a Duo tyrant old thief." ”

"......" Zhanyun didn't speak, he tried not to let the discomfort in his eyes flow out.

He is now on the territory of the Bone Clan, like fish.

He also understood that the green-eyed bone clans around him were all vicious-eyed old rivers and lakes, and along the way, they talked and laughed, and they had tried to observe Zhan Yun a few times in the open.

Zhan Yun also knew that he was able to kill Duo Yiba not because of his own strength.

These green eyes in front of him are all full masters in the ghost country, and any one of them can kill him.

Quietly, under the gaze of more than a dozen bone countrymen, he rode on the bone bird.

With a long call, the bone bird flew up to a height of 100 zhang and flew to the middle of the tower.

The ground on this floor is also paved with countless bones. Zhan Yun stepped on it, and the Xuan Li under his feet, on all sides, surrounded him.

He frowned, the higher he went, the stronger the Xuan power became, the more he felt the pressure in his chest, and the skin on his body was like a pinprick.

The mysterious power of the ghost kingdom seemed to be eroding the spiritual power of his apocalypse.

He glanced at the group of bone people around him without leaving a trace, and unexpectedly found that they didn't seem to be very comfortable, it seemed that even if the bone people themselves, if the Xuan Li did not reach a certain level, it would be difficult to adapt to this heavy Xuan Li.

He was thinking when his thoughts were interrupted by a man appearing in front of him.

It was a man who looked to be about forty. He has a slender figure, dressed in black, with black hair tied behind his head in a daze, and a handsome face.

When the man saw Zhan Yun, his narrow and deep eyes narrowed, hooking the corners of his mouth, and the meaning of his smile was unknown.

With just this pair of eyes, Zhan Yun understood that the other party was a more difficult guy than the dozen or so people around him.

Zhan Yun couldn't help but sweat in the bottom of his heart.

This guy doesn't like him. Zhan Yun could see it at a glance.

He was silent, and the dozen or so people behind him were silent when they saw the man. It seems that everyone maintains a tacit understanding of beauty and rare beauty, so that this man with an obvious status is a lot higher to speak.

"Is it right to be a descendant of the war family?" he said in a light voice, "I'm Yelans. ”

Yelans.

This name is not uncommon in the Western Regions.

Zhan Yun's eyes widened, and he looked at the man in front of him incredulously.

Yerance ...... He's still alive!

This person...... Are you still alive?

The war clouds forcibly suppressed the shock that was constantly surging in his heart, and the anger and hatred that surrounded it.

Yelans, the blood feud of the Western Regions......

He disappeared for many years, and the Western Regions once thought he was dead.

I don't want to, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years of smoke and clouds drifted away, and the old lord of the Western Regions scattered the yellow sand, but this guy is still alive and well!

Zhan Yun shouted with an impulse all over his body, and took off the head of the ghost in front of him whose hands were stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Western Regions.

He's right in front of you...... A stone's throw away.

But then, his mind flashed to the last of Gestador's countenance, and his last words.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and came to his senses.

Zhan Yun understood that the man in front of him was staring at him, trying to find a reason to kill him.

Not yet, I can't die here!" Zhan Yun said to himself in his heart.

Then he knelt down to Ye Lansi, gave a military salute to the Western Regions, bowed his head, and said in a calm voice: "I have seen General Ye, I am below, and I have killed Geshiduo...... Old thief. ”

Zhan Yun heard a man's sneer from his head, and then he held up his chin, and through the mask, those narrow eyes firmly grasped Zhan Yun's pupils.

"The Tyrant of the Throne is the hero who guards your Western Regions, and he is also the enemy of my Bone Country. This seat has never been disrespectful when he mentions him. And you, a little hairy boy with little heavenly spiritual power, slashed the neck of your old hero in the Western Regions with a knife for glory, and then called the Gaishiduo tyrant an old thief?"

Zhan Yun was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to what the man in front of him had said.

Yelans has many rumors in the Western Regions, cruel and murderous, insidious and cunning.

Among them, the most famous is that he occupied half of the divine capital Baicheng that year, slaughtered all the people in the Western Regions in the city, and threw them in front of the Apocalypse army.

and, the "blood feud" in the Western Regions.

But the man in front of him, whether it was his appearance, words or deeds, was 108,000 miles away from what he imagined.

Here, Yelans's voice continued:

"If you are not such a despicable person, then you are deliberately trying to get into my bones. Look at this seat, just push off the top of this skeleton. ”

With that, Yelans turned around.

"General Ye, Zhan Yun is not a meticulous work!" Zhan Yun said in a loud voice.

A fine bead of sweat grew from his back, and he couldn't die here!

He finally came to the Bone Country, and he was about to meet the Prince Xuan in their mouths, he couldn't die here!