readx;?“ How many heroic spirits come to the end of the battle, where does the battle spirit float, how many people have stepped on the road to heaven but have been lonely for a hundred years, how many are carried by the fire, carrying the ...... of redemption" On the Void Ancient Road, a black robe wrapped in black is singing an ancient tune, slowly moving away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wait, can you tell me your name!" said above the ancient road, Cang Xuan looked at the black-robed man who was about to leave.

He knows the art of space and understands the strangeness of this place. The black-robed man in front of him seemed to be not far from him, but in fact, he might no longer be in the same time and space.

There is no point in chasing.

"Giggle...... Do you care about my name...... Then call me a black robe. The black-robed man spoke. This time it was a pure female voice, as crisp as a silver bell, which made people listen to it very comfortably.

"Cangxuan...... You're a funny person. Let's try to live...... If you lose to me again, I'll take you back to warm the bed......" The black-robed man paused for a moment, then left with a smile.

"This guy!" Cang Xuan muttered, his head full of black lines. The black-robed man's voice changed to a rough male voice again, which startled him.

For the black-robed man whose identity was obsessed, he always had a strange emotion. This kind of enemy, he does not hate, but will look forward to the showdown.

Yin Mulin's two important chess pieces, Douzun, who died in his hands after the battle and were taken away by him with a wisp of Yuan Shen, and Yuan Xiaoxiao, the royal daughter of the Ape Demon Division, were destroyed in the hands of the black robe, and even Gongsun Xiaoyu, who was his prey, was taken away by the other party, it is unimaginable how terrifying the black robe will be if he has obtained the ability of the six-eared macaque clan!

Since he came out of Weishui Village, the number of fiascas is only a handful! All along, he has been calculating others, and now he has been put on the spot by others, and that feeling is really quite amazing.

This time, he really lost quite completely. The only big gain was to devour the creation that the Thunder Kun Demon King had accumulated over millions of years, and temporarily solved the life essence needed for the transformation of the Seven Absolute Sword Souls.

He was able to obtain the creation of the Thunder Kun Demon King, in addition to his lack of fear of the dead qi that gave the War King a headache, luck also accounted for a large part, which he knew very well, so he didn't dare to have pride and luck in his heart.

Cang Xuan stepped forward, the Void Ancient Road had been extending, and he forgot how long he had walked, but he still couldn't see the end.

"This way...... It's so powerful that I almost got on the road. One day, Cang Xuan stopped and retracted the divine consciousness that had been projected to the outside world for many days.

"The source of light, the source of darkness...... There is even a supreme time origin and space origin! Why can you sense so much power of the origin law? What kind of place is this......" Cang Xuan muttered, he opened his eyes, and in front of him was a darkness that could not be seen with his fingers in sight.

He was no longer in that Void Ancient Path now, maybe this was the place where the Changfei War King and the others were planning to come.

"The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is so thin, the monks under the King Realm may only be able to exert fifty or sixty percent of their combat power here. What's even more interesting is that even the power of the Yuan Shen has been imprisoned...... "In the darkness, Cang Xuan walked step by step, looking at this side of the world.

Strands of hair radiated a brilliant brilliance, and naturally fell from his head, flying into the depths of this dark place.

"Knock! knock!"

Like the sound of bamboo poles striking each other, in the twilight, it is all such a rapid beat.

At the source of the sound, it was those strands of hair, small but nimble like snakes, that came back from the depths of the darkness, crawled onto his body again, re-rooted in his scalp, and lost all his wonders.

Cang Xuan walked alone in the dark place, but the aura on his body slowly weakened until it turned into nothingness. If you only use your divine sense to sense, you will never be able to discover his existence, as if he has merged with this heaven and earth.

Sadly, no one else saw it, or those who would have been surprised!

Secretly, Cang Xuan frowned, and a pair of purple eyes were even brighter and deeper. Those strands of hair were the "Divine Thought Seeds" that he had evolved with his great supernatural powers, and through this means, he could quickly understand what kind of environment was outside of him.

The result came as a big surprise to him.

The place was bigger than he had imagined, and he couldn't figure out the boundaries at all. What's even more terrifying is that this place is really like a cage he casually said, like a honeycomb and spider silk connected to each other, interlocking and extending in all directions.

Knowing this, you won't be bumping around like a headless fly anymore.

Cang Xuan stepped forward again, and the space of this dark place rippled in circles, and then engulfed his body.

"Woo woo woo ......"

As the stars shifted, it seemed that they had come to a new unknown space. It's still dark, but there's wind.

"That's—" Cang Xuan stepped forward, but the sight in front of him made him secretly frightened.

In front of me were rows of clay pots, seven or eight feet in size, all vermilion.

"Sealed ...... Ancestor...... Be careful...... Temple!"

Each jar is painted with a strange symbol, which is an ancient Sanskrit language, even if he has studied a hundred schools, it is difficult to fully understand the meaning.

To be honest, he had an innate aversion to the Sanskrit. In the ancient barbarian realm, he was accustomed to seeing the hypocrisy and artificiality of those Sanskrit monks.

There are so many demons in this place!

Cang Xuan shook his head and put away the distracting thoughts in his heart. Now that he has come to this place full of weirdness, the first thing he needs to do is to find a way to meet Qing He and Chu Yun Chao first, and then make other plans.

The road still has to go.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as I stepped on this road, the crockpots lined up on both sides began to tremble, and more disturbing voices sounded.

"Jie Ji ......"

A black mist rose, and distorted grimaces appeared in the mottled light and shadow, scurrying in all directions.

"Carving insect skills, self-defeating!" secretly, Cang Xuan said coldly. Immediately after, a cold light lit up in the dark, and the rows of clay pots were neatly cut off in an instant.

"Woo-la...... Quack ......"

Disgustingly, the crockpots were filled with mutilated corpses. The corpse parts were clearly from different bodies, with half-missing heads, rotting intestines, and bloodshot eyes...... Basically everything, mostly arms.

Now these things are full of weirdness and ominousness, and they all reveal a kind of resentful and bitter killing intent towards Cangxuan.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Cang Xuan looked at the sticky arms that were stretched out towards him, and a chilling glint burst out of his eyes.

"Snort......"

A bewitching lotus flower rose from under his feet out of thin air, with firelight, with thunder, and the sword qi bloomed between the opening and closing of the petals, submerging this space.

"This ancient road...... I would like to see the root of this so-called ominousness. Cang Xuan walked calmly, ignoring all the ominous nails in those crockpots.

Cang Xuan sneered, who is he? He has attained the Twelve Origins in the Venerable Realm, and the younger generation is already invincible! Now as long as the kings do not come out, who in these heavens and hundreds of clans will dare to touch a single hair of him? Who would dare to target him like this!

The bewitching lotus flowers bloomed, and the back of a person was reflected in the firelight. Crawling at his feet was a withered skeleton annihilated by the firelight.

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