Before it was dark, the two went out again in the hope of finding out more news.

The city was shrouded in dim lights, and in the dark environment, it looked like a ghost fire from hell, with an eerie feeling.

But the people who live here still have a fresh breath on their faces, which is incompatible with here.

In the eyes of outsiders, the City of Light is not a happy place, it is full of darkness and distortions, control and desire.

The lightless city of the "white sun" really can't see this.

The two sat in front of a tea stall and listened to the gossip of the people around them.

There were a few big men sitting at the table next door, looking at the muscles, bulging, the strength of the foundation building period, and the loud voice.

"In two days, it will be the ancestor's birthday, and the ancestor will wake up again."

"Yes, I don't know who was invited to attend the ancestor's birthday this time, I heard that the people who were invited last time got a lot of benefits, and after coming back, their cultivation has risen greatly."

Some people chimed in, and their tones were full of envy.

"I heard that there will be countless elixir spirit fruits at that time, and it is said that it comes from the furnace of the fox clan."

"Those furnaces have been carefully adjusted, eat one, and the cultivation will rise, tsk, tsk, envy."

Thinking of that scene, the man's words floated up.

The topic of the fox clan that was brought up fell into the ears of Lu Yun and the others.

"If you want to talk about me, I can get a fox clan furnace in this life, and Lao Tzu will die without regrets."

"Huh! Look at what you said, you have the ability, and like that Huang Lao'er, do that thing of stealing chickens and touching dogs. ”

Someone ridiculed that the Huang Lao'er in his mouth, Lu Yun and Wen Ruyu made eye contact, and confirmed that it should be Doctor Huang.

"Phew, that Huang Lao'er, his cultivation is not very good, he is just a good kung fu with some crooked ways, just his formation, slippery like a fox, no wonder he can mix in the territory of the fox clan."

"I don't envy you, anyway, the position of this time is certain for him."

Several people chattered for a while, and the more they talked, the more envious they became, drinking tea to reduce their anger.

"Do you really want to go in and learn a lot?"

At the other table, a man sitting alone spoke, an old man with an old countenance, wrinkles piling up on his face, making his eyes too cloudy and narrow.

It's not easy to get along with.

This would suddenly interject, and the voice would be gloomy.

"yes, what, you have a way?"

The man answered and looked at the old man with interest.

"Yes, indeed."

As soon as he said this, the people around him laughed.

"Old man Ouyang, you haven't given up yet, you don't take a look, how many years have you found that forbidden technique, and no one has come up with a result, just rely on you, don't be delusional."

The sarcastic man, who was relatively thin, sat on the side of the old man.

The attitude of commanding is obviously not the first time he has said it to Ouyang.

"Huh!"

Old man Ouyang smiled, his voice was not insulted with resentment, but with a bit of pleasure.

He opened his hand to the man, and as soon as he shook his fingers, the man who was supposed to be sitting in the chair was sucked to the old man's side.

pressed the other party's shoulder, and the arm covered with goosebumps, like a thousand catties, pressed the man to be unable to move.

"You, what do you want to do?"

In the midst of the exclamation, the man noticed that the spiritual power in his body was uncontrollably sucked out, and then followed the arm to the body of the old man Ouyang.

Many years ago, someone in the City of Darkness discovered a forbidden technique called "Ascending Immortals".

If this forbidden technique can be cultivated, there is no need to cultivate it, and it is completely possible to increase one's own strength by forcibly absorbing the spiritual power of the rest of the monks.

However, at that time, the forbidden art was incomplete, and some people asked for it with a lot of money, but they couldn't find the remaining part.

Naturally, there are people who try to replenish it on their own, but in the end, those people are either repulsed in the process, or feel that there is no hope of giving up on their own.

Old man Ouyang is also one of them.

But unlike those people, he persevered.

Old Man Ouyang's wish is to complete this forbidden technique, and then use it to become the guest of the Corpse Mountain Ancestor, and from then on he will be above many demon cultivators.

When this idea was spoken, I don't know how many people laughed at his ignorance.

Year after year, Old Man Ouyang never gave up, and every year when it came to the ancestor's birthday, people who met Ouyang would use this kind of thing to mock him.

As for Ouyang himself, his cultivation is very low, but he is in the early stage of foundation building.

The other party's talent is average, and when he was young, he broke his body and bones, and his cultivation will not improve again in this life.

Building the foundation realm, the lifespan is less than three hundred.

Today's old man Ouyang, half a foot into the coffin, is about to die.

Some people think that Old Man Ouyang is a demonic obstacle, so he indulges in this impossible forbidden technique and deceives himself all day long.

There are never a few words of ridicule.

But now, it's right in front of you.

In front of everyone, Old Man Ouyang absorbed the man's spiritual power.

Under his men, the strong man gradually turned into a skinny, dried corpse.

The other party's face still has the horror before death.

Old man Ouyang's behavior was too fast, so jaw-dropping, and by the time some people reacted, that man couldn't die anymore.

The corpse fell to the ground, and Old Man Ouyang stepped on it, crushing it with spiritual power, and trampling it into powder.

There are no real bones left.

With Old Man Ouyang as the center, this area was extremely quiet, but the sound of those rapid and frightened breaths could not be hidden.

Old man Ouyang, who shocked everyone, put an invitation on the table with an expressionless face.

It was an invitation from the ancestor's birthday.

"Guests can bring a few retinues, if you want to go in, you can, come and beg me."

Bad words are full of malice.

Anyone who saw the invitation knew that this was a trap, and if they could go to the ancestor's birthday, it would be a matter of glory to the ancestors.

No one could grasp Old Man Ouyang's thoughts, and some people swallowed their saliva with a fierce look in their eyes.

A hand reached out from the side of Old Man Ouyang and grabbed the invitation.

I don't recognize people on birthdays, only invitations.

As long as you get an invitation, anyone can enter.

They didn't dare to deal with Ouyang, so they did the opposite, preparing to snatch the invitation.

The intention is good.

It's just that there are too many people shooting.

Before one of them could get the invitation and leave, the rest of the people attacked and fought to get something.

What was supposed to be a quiet street was embroiled in chaos in an instant.

This is the case, and it is not new to the people here.

They are demon cultivators, who do whatever they want.

Even if you are trapped in this city of light, it does not mean that you have erased your true nature and really regarded yourself as a weak chicken.

If you can't get it, you will grab it, and if you can't get it, you will kill those who get it.

Their strength and cultivation were originally obtained from fighting.

In the blink of an eye, chaos descended.