Yes, this is the map of the place of exile, which was drawn by the Tiannu Witch King himself, it is said that he communicated with heaven and earth, felt the power of time, and glimpsed a route that could not be affected by the confusion of time and space, but he did not have time to enter it, and he encountered a catastrophe. ”

Jiang Baiyu was moved, such a precious thing was too precious for Jiang Baiyu.

After thinking about it, Jiang Baiyu's eyes flashed a little, and he nodded slightly: "Okay, I promise you!"

At this point, the reason why Commander Wang arranged for Jiang Baiyu to appear here is self-evident, testing his soul.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang, great kindness, Tianwu City is unforgettable. Wangxuelou bowed down.

Jiang Baiyu waved his hand: "Let's wait for success, in the Yellow Springs, it is more complicated than you think." Jiang Baiyu did not explain a profound sentence.

Whether the Heavenly Slave Witch King is still alive or not, he is just guessing, how can he tell him in a grand manner?

In the middle of the night, Jiang Baiyu rubbed the nameplate in his palm, and his eyes showed a bit of playfulness: "Tiannu Witch King, what do you want to do?"

The three-day period passed in a flash.

The sacrifice of the Yellow Springs came as scheduled.

The people of the Wu clan in Tianwu City each killed pigs and sheep to Huangquan, and sacrificed the souls of the dead in an ancient way.

Then they came to the vicinity of the Witch King's Palace.

There, there is a huge purpose-built venue that can accommodate tens of millions of people.

It occupies a full tenth of the area of Tianwu City.

The Witch King Hall is at the back of the venue, with a bird's-eye view. Guarding the venue.

"Brother Jiang, can you go?" Wangxue said.

Jiang Baiyu opened his eyes, and his soul was withdrawn from the Poison Dragon Tower. The two Supreme Ancient Corpses have been refined.

I believe that in the Yellow Spring, it will definitely play a big role.

When he came out, several people were already standing in the courtyard.

Wangxue Tower, a strange elder, Hongluan.

They are the most powerful people in the noble clan.

Hongluan glared at Jiang Baiyu with a bad face: "What a big shelf, let's all of us." Waiting for you!"

However, Hongluan still pointed at his eyebrows. Take out a soul thread that is invisible to the naked eye and connect it with Jiang Baiyu's soul.

"Whatever happens, don't break the thread of your soul, or else. Under the suppression of Huangquan, you will never be able to climb out!"

Jiang Baiyu nodded lightly: "I know." ”

The group set off quickly, and the peers were expected to be Xuelou, the leaders of the Wang Commanders they had seen, and the three older generations of the Wang clan.

This is equivalent to half of the masters of the Wang clan, and in order to investigate what happened in the Yellow Spring, they will not hesitate to do so.

When they arrived at the venue, it was already full.

The huge crowd of tens of millions is very shocking.

And in the center of the venue. Jiang Baiyu finally saw the drum left by the legendary Tiannu Witch King.

It's huge, and it's thousands of feet high. Man stands in front of him like a speck of dust!

On top of the giant drum, there are nine notches, each of which represents the strength of the drum vibration.

However, the drum seems to be a little old and slightly damaged. It seems that it will not be more than a few decades. It may not be possible to use it again.

Wang Xuelou's eyes also showed a little regret: "It's a pity, this drum has never been repaired since the Heavenly Slave Witch King, because no one can repair it!"

Descendants, can't even repair it? So how terrible is the Heavenly Slave Witch King who created the giant drum of zào?

Under the leadership of Wangxue Tower, Jiang Baiyu entered the center of the venue, where there was a VIP seat specially set up by the Eighteen Clans.

Coldly, Jiang Baiyu caught a glimpse of a man in white, who was shuttling back and forth in the VIP seat, chatting enthusiastically with the people of the eighteen clans.

When you come to the Wangzu region, you will be extra enthusiastic.

"Commander, don't come unharmed!" The man in white clasped his fists, and then saluted one by one, especially the three old-timers of the wang clan, who were even more in awe.

"Hehe, it turns out that Xue Lou's virtuous nephew is also here. The man in white smiled and looked very polite to Xue Lou: "Isn't Feng Nu going to come this year? Oh, this is your friend."

The man in white caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a very familiar guy.

Looking at it squarely, he couldn't help but stiffen his face on the spot, and then his face turned blue: "It's you! Jiang Baiyu!"

"Hehe, it's been a long time, fair Lord Bai. ”

This person is the white left sword!

A trace of monstrous hatred shot out from the confession left sword's eyes: "You, you actually dare to come!"

The humiliation of the day is unforgettable.

Jiang Baiyu said disapprerovitically: "Why can't you come?"

"You!" Bai Zuojian was swept away by a wisp of murderous intent, and his eyes were cold.

Wang Xuelou raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you know, I'm sorry, Lord Bai, this is my guest of the Wang clan, I don't know where to offend?"

Although Bai Zuojian hopes to make friends with the Wang clan, he will naturally not grovel, and there will still be a toughness that should be: "Hmph, this matter will not stop here!"

Jiang Baiyu shrugged his shoulders and disagreed.

After the other party left, Wangxuelou inquired about what happened, but after learning about it, he was a little helpless, and also had some stern warnings: "Brother Jiang still threatens him, a little serious, although Bai Zuojian is not good, but the two senior brothers, they are extraordinary!"

"The second senior brother is a very rare witch clan, proficient in the art of death summoning, and can use the soul of the dead to fight people, and his strength is not trivial. ”

"Compared to him, Bai Zuojian's witch prince brother is not worthy of his name. ”

"In Tianwu City, those who can beat the blessings can be counted in a single slap. ”

Jiang Baiyu nodded secretly, along with the Witch King, is there no more than five people stronger than him?

"However, Zhu Li is not the person you need to pay attention to the most, there is another person that you need to be fully guarded against, that is, the great disciple of the Witch King, Mo You, who is naturally proficient in water and fire, and the two can be perfectly controlled, to the point of blending with each other, and the power that erupts is extraordinary!"

This is the first time I've heard of it.

"In Heavenly Witch City, his strength is the strongest except for the Witch King! No one has ever been able to survive ten moves in his hands. Wangxuelou's eyes were full of solemnity: "His strength alone is enough to suppress the eighteen clans." Any family. ”

"If nothing else, the next Witch King will be Moyou!"

"If he also makes trouble for you, I'm afraid you'll be in a lot of trouble. ”

Jiang Baiyu nodded secretly, concentrating on remembering this.

While waiting, Jiang Baiyu looked around and found it unexpectedly. Zhao Feiyan's Cun zài, Zhao Feng. and Zhao Feiyan's younger brother, who is also among them.

"Brother Wang, what's going on with that black-robed man of the Zhao clan?" Jiang Baiyu said with a slight squint.

Wangxuelou looked: "He is the only male in the Zhao clan at present, and it is said that he was burned all over his body when he was a child." I can't have contact with the outside world, so I'm afraid no one knows the truth. ”

Is this really the case? Jiang Baiyu secretly wondered in his heart, looked at the black-robed man for a long time, and suddenly found that it seemed to be a little familiar!

This person is really Zhao Feiyan's younger brother?

With doubts, Jiang Baiyu restrained his thoughts.

In the middle of the night, two figures flew from the Witch King's Palace. Advent venue.

When you look closely, there are two figures, one black and one in a posture.

Man in black, dressed in black animal skin. The surface of the body is carved with all kinds of strange blood-colored runes, and the whole body gives people an indescribable eerie feeling.

"Second disciple of the Witch King, congratulations!" everyone looked in awe.

"Also, big disciple, Mo You!" However, more people fixed their eyes on the purple-clothed young man in the middle.

The temperament is bland. There is no domineering atmosphere, and his expression is extremely flat.

The appearance is also very ordinary. It belongs to the category that is placed in the crowd and is difficult to find.

Only a pair of eyes, whirling with water and fire, quite strange.

From him, Jiang Baiyu also felt the danger similar to Wu Gu Chan for the first time.

Although it is inferior to Wu Gu Zen, it is not too far behind!

Wangxue Lou's reminder was that it was not the classmates who came to the wind, and without using the Supreme Ancient Corpse, Jiang Baiyu was not completely sure that he would definitely be able to defeat the other party.

What's more, even if the Supreme Ancient Corpse is used, this person may even have a confrontation with the Supreme!

After he landed, he sat quietly on the side of the giant drum and did not say a word.

On the contrary, it was the blessing, and after asking Moyu with his eyes, he presided over the assembly.

"A hundred years of disasters, do not forget the past, sacrifice today, but hope that more people will rest in peace. ”

After finishing speaking, he shouted in a low voice: "Blood sacrifice!"

Snort--

From the Witch King's Palace, tens of thousands of cattle were thrown into the Yellow Spring for the souls of the dead to enjoy.

"Soul Suppression!" immediately afterward, the salute was announced in a loud voice.

"Eighteen witches come first!"

Beat the giant drum and let the souls of the dead rest in peace.

The first to come up was Mu Wu, and Jiang Baiyu had also seen it, it was Yaoyu who was familiar with Wangxue Tower.

Cultivating as the pinnacle of Tianzun, the magic power is also very profound, I don't know what kind of Cheng dù can bombard the giant drum.

Yao Yu had a trace of nervousness on his face, the power of the king, the power of the wood witch, and the power of the whole body, condensing the whole body, and then the shadow turned into an afterimage, turned into a drumstick with his body, and slammed into the giant drum.

Hum -

A faint tremor rippled gently on the surface of the giant drum, splashing the slightest ripple.

Looking at the nine notches again, even the first notch failed to be stimulated!

The drum sound produced by the creation zào is also very weak.

In the Yellow Spring, there were two or three hundred souls, who seemed to perceive the existence of the sound of the drum, dissipated without a shadow, and were freed from the Yellow Spring.

Jiang Baiyu was secretly surprised, this huge drum, if you want to be alarmed, it is really not easy to set a fixed point!

The existence of the Peak Tianzun can only set off a trace of ripples, not to mention the Dacheng Tianzun below?

"Very good! The souls of hundreds of clansmen have been liberated. But unexpectedly, Zhu Li's cold face was a little admired.

Looking at the crowd again, it is also full of admiration,

"It is worthy of the eighteen witches, and it is not easy to make hundreds of souls rest in peace in one breath. ”

And Yaoyu herself also showed a big surprise: "Compared with last year, there are thirty more souls resting in peace!"

Wangxuelou also bowed his head slightly: "In a year, Yaoyu has become much stronger. ”

Jiang Baiyu finally understood that the giant drum was more difficult to shake than he imagined.

After several attempts, Jiang Baiyu found that the so-called nine notches were completely ornamental.

Everyone is concerned about how many souls of the dead can rest in peace.

Because no one has ever hoped that someone would be able to go beyond the nicks.

"Next, the Zhao clan begins, and the Wang clan prepares!" Zhu Li said expressionlessly.

Jiang Baiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, what did Zhao Feng want Zhao Feiyan to do?

With Zhao Feiyan's strength, I'm afraid that even the most basic vibration can't be caused, so how can the drum sound come from?