The little boy completely ignored what was happening in front of him, and Ligil's death meant nothing to him.

After a moment, he stopped stroking, he stood up, and whispered, "This relic has been extremely subtly transformed, the transformer has distorted the original space, blending multiple spaces from other places here, and if I sense correctly, there is also a space here that has been set up in the [Time Plane]...... It seems that things are getting a lot more troubled than we expected. Sure enough, Yaslan's research on soul art is much ahead of the wild land of the fire source......"

The little boy suddenly raised his head, and he looked around and found that at this moment, they were surrounded by countless necromancers like Ligil. In the darkness around them, more and more glowing necromancers approached them vigilantly.

"Looks like we've triggered the alarm......" The little boy suddenly smiled lightly, and there was no fear on the young man's handsome face, "However, such a complex labyrinth, and there are so many necromantic guards stationed in it, doesn't it prove even more that that thing is here?"

The little boy took out several green gems from the pouch around his waist and clenched them in his metal-gloved right hand, and with a series of clicking sounds, the green gems turned into a delicate powder in his palm.

He crouched down, clenched his fist, and carefully drew a circle on the ground with green powder from the gap in the center of the fist, and then he stretched out his five fingers and pressed them on the circled ground, and the black tattoos on his arms suddenly seemed to come to life, and slowly squirmed, as if black ink was running down his arm. The fingertips flowed into the ground, and then in the next moment, countless turquoise rays of light spun out from his fingers, and a huge magic array quickly expanded on the ground, and countless complex carved light paths instantly covered the ground of the entire Utur Ruins.

"Goodbye. He smiled. After saying this softly, he thrust his five fingers into the ground, and the rock shattered instantly.

The huge magic array gushed out countless green glows, as if thousands of green poisonous snakes came out of the ground, tearing at every undead like Ligil. Almost as soon as the huge magic array took shape, thousands of undead were all wiped out. The air was filled with the flickering of broken spirits, illuminating the entire dark underground ruins into a brilliant cosmic galaxy......

Countless terrible ghost crying wolf howls echoed over the ruins, as if they were about to collapse the entire space.

The last shimmering fragments of the spirit vanished, and the entire ruins were a dead and clean ruin.

The little boy stood up, clapped his hands gently, and shrugged his shoulders as if he were playing a little game after killing thousands of ghosts like Ligil in an instant. Then he turned his head. With his green pupils, he looked at the three apostles behind him and said, "Let's go, let's go into this 'labyrinth' and play." ”

He turned and walked into the depths of the darkness.

After taking two steps, the little boy stopped and turned around. As if thinking about something, he tilted his head and smiled. He said to the far end of the darkness, "Well, when it comes to labyrinths, who else can I be good at?

With that, the little boy stretched out his right hand into the empty darkness, and the black tattoo on his arm squirmed violently again.

Boom Boom Boom –

Boom Boom Boom –

Far and near. High and low, the entire vast underground ruins echoed with a huge sound of the sky falling apart.

【Abyss Corridor】

When Kirai's vision returned to normal, he was greeted by an ancient altar covered with moss. The circular base is surrounded by tall stone pillars, but most of them are broken and their former shape is no longer visible.

After the four of them were transferred by the chess pieces of Qila, they appeared at the entrance to the Abyss Corridor. Walking down the steps to the altar, there is a quiet path ahead, the dirt is soft, the grass is abundant, and it looks like it is untouched.

The road leads all the way north, leading to the depths of the Abyssal Corridor.

Qi La walked in the front, his back was tall and straight, but at the same time he showed a feminine temperament. Qi Ling secretly compared him to Silver Dust in his mind, and felt that the Qira in front of him looked like a mysterious sorcerer from the Dark Realm, while Silver Dust was more like a Templar with noble blood.

Qi Ling turned his head and wanted to tell Lianquan what he thought, but he saw that Lianquan's face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.

In the huge dense forest, there is only the sound of a group of people stepping on the "click" of fallen leaves.

A slight feeling of paralysis suddenly jumped into Lianquan's fingertips, and Ghost Mountain Lianquan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop in front of Qi Ling, and just wanted to speak, he heard the heavenly bouquet of Youhua next to him say at the same time: "Stop!"

"There's someone in front, don't go over yet. Lianquan turned to look at the golden soul path looming on the arm of the Heavenly Bunch Youhua, and said, "You put away the soul power first, I don't know who the other party is, don't take the initiative to provoke it first." ”

Qi La, who was walking in the front, turned his head, his handsome face beyond the human world, in the soft white light, as if he came from the divine realm. He said in a deep voice that was extremely incommensurate with his beautiful appearance, "Don't be guarded, what awaits you in front of you is your lord, Silver Dust and Ghost Mountain Crack Soul. ”

Qiling raised his head, and the road was empty.

However, from this very small point, he suddenly realized that there was already a distinction between the four of them.

Lotus Spring and Youhua can only sense soul power fluctuations in front of them.

Qila, on the other hand, can accurately sense the soul power generated by the person in front of him.

And the worst self is ignorant of the fluctuations of soul power in the surrounding environment.

He suddenly felt a little frustrated, and couldn't help but blush slightly.

【The Western Aslan Empire?Imperial Capital Grant】

Kirin sat on the edge of the delicate ebony carved bed, looking at the silver dust sitting at the table in the room and drinking water, a little trance-like. A moment ago, he and the Lotus Spring Youhua were still being attacked by the blessing at the bottom of the soul mound, and then in a blink of an eye, they went to the ruins of Yutur, and met the dead Ligil, and then a few minutes ago they were still in the abyss corridor filled with dense fog and filled with countless terrifying high-level soul beasts, and in the blink of an eye, they were already in the most noble and prosperous city of the Aslan Empire, the imperial capital Grant.

He ...... How did you do that?" Qi Ling still hadn't understood, he had just met with Silver Dust, and before he could speak, there was a violent twist in the air, as if a hand was sticking out of his chest, pulling him hard into an inexplicable space behind him, and then in the next moment, he was standing at the door of a tall and magnificent building like a palace.

When Silverdust tells Kirin that they have reached Grant, Kirin's face turns white with fright. (To be continued.) )