"Young man, you're here!"

To Ding Xiaoyi's shock, a vicissitudes of life sounded in his head.

His heart sank.

It's a kind of spiritual communication.

This kind of communication is actually the same as the communication of divine consciousness or soul power, but this kind of spiritual communication seems to be more direct.

There is a kind of human spiritual power that is incomparably powerful, even far beyond divine consciousness and soul power, which is also a unique human race.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the flames suspended in the stone palace, and he saw a withered figure sitting cross-legged.

It was a figure with messy hair and a very thin figure, because the messy hair obscured his face, and the real age of the man could not be seen.

"Senpai, is that you?" Ding Xiaoyi tried to reply to the voice in his mind.

"Yes, it's the old decay, I didn't expect the old decay to finally wait for your arrival." The vicissitudes of life sounded again.

Then the wizened figure spoke to the stout man, who turned and left.

Su Qianqian also saw the withered figure with messy hair, and she was obviously a little nervous.

She held Ding Xiaoyi's hand and trembled uncontrollably.

Ding Xiaoyi turned around and looked at Su Qianqian, and he saw a face that was alluring the country and the city.

There was a pair of lacquer-like eyes embedded in the smooth jade-like cheeks, and there was a faint flush on the smooth cheeks.

Feeling Ding Xiaoyi's gaze, the blush on Su Qianqian's face became even more delicate, and she looked at Ding Xiaoyi curiously.

She found that although Ding Xiaoyi was dressed in cloth, it gave her a unique atmosphere.

She saw a pair of eyes like stars, and she saw the clean, clear smile on the young man's face.

"Don't be afraid!" Ding Xiaoyi grabbed the girl's palm and quickly wrote four words.

Su Qianqian nodded, and she looked at the withered figure suspended under the flames in the stone palace.

"Senior, why are you waiting for me, what kind of world is this world, why is there no light or any sound?"

Ding Xiaoyi asked the vicissitudes of life in his mind very curiously.

"This world, in fact, is not a good place, this is a cursed world, a place where betrayed the Emperor of the Wasteland and was punished."

The vicissitudes of life sounded again, with endless bitterness and desolation in the voice.

"Is this really a cursed world, how do you want me to help you break this curse?"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know how long this group of people had been here, anyway, he couldn't stay for a moment.

"So the old man waited for your arrival, and the Desolate Emperor made a blood oath back then, and this curse can only be lifted by the disciples of the Desolate Emperor. And if you come, it means that you may be a disciple of the Desolate Emperor. ”

The vicissitudes of life sounded again, with a hint of hope in it.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought.

He felt that this was too far-fetched, what had happened back then, and why the Emperor had sent them to this cursed land.

The Terrans here have spent endless years in this dark and silent world.

Their eyes have long since deteriorated, and their sense of hearing has long since disappeared.

The world is cut off not only from the light, but also from the sound.

It's just that this faint flame is suspended in this stone palace, and this flame is the only light in this world.

I don't know if the withered figure has degenerated his eyes, Ding Xiaoyi is very puzzled.

"It's just that the juniors are not the disciples of the predecessors of the Desolate Emperor, and maybe the juniors may not be able to help you." Ding Xiaoyi finally told the truth.

The vicissitudes of life voice did not answer Ding Xiaoyi immediately, and the withered figure should have fallen into deep thought.

"It doesn't matter, you are not a disciple of the Desolate Emperor now, but it does not mean that you will not be a disciple of the Desolate Emperor in the future, and it is not too late to break this curse when you become a disciple of the Desolate Emperor. We've been waiting for countless years, and it's not like we can't afford to wait another twenty years. ”

The vicissitudes of life sounded again, but Ding Xiaoyi was in a dilemma.

It's not that he doesn't want to break this curse, it's just that he really doesn't have much interest in the Desolate Emperor inheritance.

It's just that when he saw this dark human race, he was also moved by compassion.

He didn't understand why he had been teleported into this hellish place, the cursed land was not something that ordinary people could teleport into.

What is the identity of the silver-haired old woman?

He felt that the silver-haired old woman gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen the silver-haired old woman somewhere.

"It's not certain whether the younger generation can become the disciple of the Desolate Emperor, and the seniors are too exalted by the juniors." Ding Xiaoyi said bitterly to the withered figure.

"It's okay, it's okay to break this curse when you become a disciple of the Desolate Emperor." The vicissitudes of life voice said extremely calmly.

After hearing this answer, Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned.

He was not a disciple of the Desolate Emperor, and he had no interest in the inheritance of the Desolate Emperor.

"Senior, I want to get out of here, can I leave?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the vicissitudes of life again.

And the vicissitudes of life voice did not answer for a long time.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the figure with the help of the faint flame suspended in mid-air, and he was waiting for the withered figure's answer.

They can't communicate verbally, only with spiritual thoughts.

Ding Xiaoyi saw that the vicissitudes of life voice did not answer for a long time, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious in his heart.

He still has to go to Dongfang Bai and the others, he doesn't have much time to waste here.

"Yes, but you have to come back and help us break this curse, our people have lived in this dark and silent world for countless years, and they also crave light and sound."

The vicissitudes of life sounded faintly again.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the withered figure, and his heart trembled slightly.

He didn't know if he could break the curse, he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

Although he was moved by compassion, his abilities were limited, and he could not guarantee that he would be able to break down this dark and silent world.

He can't give light to these poor people, and he can't give them a voice.

"Yes, when I have the ability, the juniors will definitely come to the appointment." Ding Xiaoyi finally agreed, and he replied in his mind to the vicissitudes of life.

"Okay, remember where we are, in this cursed dark realm, I don't know how many people still know about this world." The voice rang out again.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

What was the Dark Realm, he had never heard of any Dark Realm.

I don't know where the dark realm is in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but he promised that he would definitely come to the appointment.

"Okay, juniors have written it down, what kind of flame is this flame, does it have a name?" Ding Xiaoyi's gaze fell on the faint flame again, and he asked curiously to the vicissitudes of life.

"I don't know, this flame existed when I and my people came here. It's just this flame that brings a ray of light to this dark world, so we call this flame the eternal fire. ”

The vicissitudes of life sounded again.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his heart couldn't help but become hot.

Eternal Flame,

Is this the eternal fire of the dwarves?

He remembered everything he had seen when he had been trapped in the memory space of the dwarven castle.

The Eternal Flame finally fell apart, and I don't know where it was scattered.

He didn't expect the Eternal Flame to be scattered into this cursed world, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought as he looked at the flames.

"And how did she get into this dark world?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the vicissitudes of life again.

He was very curious, Su Qianqian didn't seem to be on the same plane as him.

How did Su Qianqian come to this cursed world, although he had no intention of falling into this dark world, but he felt that there must be some cause and effect.

And calculating the time, Su Qianqian fell into this dark world earlier than himself.

"I don't know, she might be the one we're waiting for." The vicissitudes of life replied helplessly to Ding Xiaoyi.

After hearing this answer, Ding Xiaoyi was very puzzled.

Su Qianqian's cultivation is not high, at best, it is almost the same as the super grade realm of the world he is in, and he has not even reached the realm after the super grade.

"Forget it, senior, please send us out!" Ding Xiaoyi decided not to think about it so much, leaving this damn cursed world was the most important thing.

"Yes, remember your promise."

The vicissitudes of life sounded in Ding Xiaoyi's mind again.