The scope of the Fog of Sin is very large, even if it is the vast and vast Xuanhuang World Realm, it is far less than what it is. And there are too many unknown dangers hidden in it, even the powerhouses of the Void Immortal Realm are not willing to wander in the fog of sin.

Fortunately, in the mist, there is a passage opened up by the City Lord's Mansion, which can lead directly from the outside of the fog to the Sin City, saving many monks from too much search and hardship. At the very least, the monks don't have to wander blindly through the fog, and they can easily and quickly enter Sin City.

However, the eighteen entrances to the outer passages of the mist are guarded by a large number of red-robed guards, and they need to pay a high fee to enter them. If someone wants to save the cost of up to 10 million top-grade spirit stones, they can only enter the mist range and slowly grope their way, but the result is mostly very miserable.

On weekdays, there are not many monks who come and go to Sin City, and at the entrance of the passage outside the mist, you may not be able to see a single figure in three or five days, but these days are different, the Dragon Emperor ordered the demon clan powerhouses of the heavens and all realms to come and assemble, so when Du Feiyun and the two came to the entrance of one of the passages, they saw that there were many monks who were rushing around and were gathering towards the entrance, among which the demon monks were the majority.

At the entrance of the passage, the monks waiting to enter the Sin City had already lined up to enter the entrance of the passage and pay the fees to the red-robed guards guarding the entrance. Du Feiyun and Du Rufeng, wearing a wide black robe and a cloak, stood silently in the team like other monks, separated by a distance of 100 zhang from each other, very quiet.

Everyone seemed cautious. No one was noisy or talking, and there was a deep sense of vigilance among them, and even the most arrogant monks in a city known for its chaos and wickedness had learned to restrain and swallow their anger.

What's more, the twenty-eight red-robed guards standing at the entrance of the passage were all fully armed. Holding the dazzling Dao weapon flying sword and spear, all of them have a powerful and vast aura, at least the strength of the Tribulation Realm. This formation made it so that any monk who wanted to cross it had to weigh his own skills first.

Soon, the monks in front of them paid a high fee of tens of millions of spirit stones in turn. was allowed to enter the passage, and gradually it was Du Feiyun's turn to be the two. Du Rufeng had already prepared 20 million top-grade spirit stones, and when it was his turn to be with Du Feiyun, he stepped forward and came to a tall and burly red-robed guard, raised his hand and handed out a black storage ring, which contained 20 million top-grade spirit stones.

The red-robed guard's face was grim, his eyes were full of cold light, he glanced at Du Rufeng and Du Feiyun, and then reached out to take the storage ring. At that moment, a noisy cry came from the slash. A figure rushed to the front in a panic, inserted itself into the ranks, stopped in front of Du Rufeng, and without looking at Du Rufeng, he shouted angrily at the red-robed guard: "Brother." Let me in, I have something urgent to do. ”

The sudden situation immediately broke the silence at the entrance of the passage, causing Du Feiyun and the red-robed guard to be a little puzzled, and they all looked up at the person. I saw that the person who came was a burly man who was more than a foot tall, wearing a luxurious animal skin robe. He has a huge head and fiery red hair, his body is covered with red hair, his body is as burly as an iron tower, and the muscles on his arms are bulging, thicker than the thighs of an adult man.

Moreover, this person's forehead is very broad, and there is an obvious purple stripe on it, which is the word "king", and everyone understands that this guy must not be a human being, but a demon monk, and it is likely that he is still a demon beast of the Red Tiger clan. No wonder this person is filled with a powerful and violent aura, and his appearance, words and actions are rough and casual, it turns out that he is a strong man of the demon clan, Du Feiyun roughly speculated and observed, and felt that this person's strength was unfathomable, and he was definitely not under him. ...,

But, in any case, it would not work for this man to be so lawless and break the laws of Sin City. Du Rufeng's eyebrows were raised, his eyes gradually narrowed, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he said in a cold and low voice: "Your Excellency cut the queue like this, don't you put the red-robed guards in your eyes at all?"

With the red-robed guards in front of him, Du Rufeng didn't need to do it himself, so he naturally scooped out the red-robed guards to talk about things, and ordinary monks would definitely be afraid and dare not continue to mess around. But the strong man of the demon clan raised his eyebrows, glared at Du Rufeng with a pair of big red eyes, and his rough and loud voice sounded: "Which bird feather are you? Uncle, I'm talking to others, how can you interject?"

The big man of the demon clan looked very irritable, spoke with anger on his face, and at the same time stretched out his big fan-like hand, which was about to push Du Rufeng away. The red-robed guard finally saw that this was a reckless man who didn't understand the rules, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

"Presumptuous, get back to the seat and line up. The burly red-robed guard laughed secretly in his heart, the surface was still so rigid and stiff, his voice was so cold that he was slag, and he stretched out his big hand with a loud shout, and with a claw skill, he firmly grabbed the arms of the demon clan, and threw him out of the hall with a wave of his hand, throwing him directly hundreds of zhang away, and lined up behind Du Feiyun.

"Don't, brother, I'm really in a hurry to go in, you can be accommodating. Who knew that after the big man of the demon clan was thrown out of the road, there was nothing to do, he patted his ass and got up and ran to the entrance, stopped in front of Du Rufeng, and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and pleaded with the red-robed guard.

Du Rufeng's face became more and more gloomy, but he endured it and did not have a seizure, coldly watching the big man in front of him messing around, and Du Feiyun also watched the play without saying a word. Du Feiyun originally thought that the red-robed guard would act impartially, but he didn't expect the man to think about it, and then stretched out his hand towards the demon clan big man and said, "It's okay to be accommodating, you first pay the entry tax of 20 million top-grade spirit stones." ”

Seeing this scene, Du Feiyun suddenly understood in his heart, it seems that the monks in this sin city are not good, and even the red-robed guards guarding the door are using their power for personal gain. The demon clan's face was originally full of joy, but after hearing the words of the red-robed guard, his face was suddenly full of frustration, and his big face collapsed: "Ah? You still need 20 million top-grade spirit stones? Why don't you go and rob it? Lao Tzu just entered a city, and he asked for so many spirit stones, you are stupid to be Lao Tzu?"

The red-robed guard was used to being powerful and blessed on weekdays, where could he have imagined that there would be a monk who dared to scold him so rudely in person, and he was stunned for a moment, and immediately became furious. Immediately two red-robed guards came over next to him, holding a bright sword and about to scoop up the demon clan's big man, and the burly red-robed guard scolded with an angry face: "Where did you come from, you dare to spread wild in the sin city, you still want to enter the city if you have no money, get rid of you! Ah Wu Ah Liu, tie up this beast for me and throw it into the fog!"

As soon as the red-robed guard waved his hand, the other two guards held their swords and used all their strength to catch the demon clan's big man, and the demon clan big man panicked and wanted to turn around and run away, but he was no match for the three red-robed guards who crossed the tribulation realm, and they were immediately caught, and eighteen seals were put on their bodies. Then, the two red-robed guards carried the sealed demon clan man like an ice cube, and threw him into the boundless mist with a shout, and the entrance of the passage returned to silence.

Du Feiyun and Du Rufeng had been watching from the sidelines, watching this farce end, and then handed the storage ring to the red-robed guard, who checked the 20 million top-grade spirit stones in it, and then let Du Feiyun and the two enter.

The entrance to the passage was a circular gate, three zhang in diameter, and a faint purple light flickered around it, and beyond the purple light was a black mist. The same was true of the inside of the passage, a faint circle of purple light splitting the black mist, forming a three-zhang passage that led straight to Sin City, billions of miles away. ...,

After the two entered the passage, they flew forward with all their might, the passage was quiet and dark, and they did not meet other monks, and the rush seemed very boring. Three hours later, the two of them flew hundreds of millions of miles, and it was estimated that they had only caught up halfway, when Du Rufeng's brows suddenly frowned, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Stop. Du Rufeng shouted at Du Feiyun, and the two immediately stopped, standing in the dark passage, their spiritual sense spreading out and probing around. I saw that thousands of miles away in front of the two of them, there were several monks standing there quietly in the passage, and there were eight of these monks, all of whom were tall and violent, and their eyes were coldly looking at Du Feiyun and the two of them, with a look of ill-intentioned arrogance.

"What's going on? Could it be a roadblock robbery?" Du Feiyun saw this momentum and knew that these monks were by no means good at stubble, and they might inevitably have a fight later. It's just that he is a little puzzled, since the City Lord's Mansion of this Sin City has charged a fee for entering the city, can it be that the City Lord's Mansion doesn't care if he fights in the passage?

"It's not a roadblock, it's a revenge. Du Rufeng secretly transmitted the sound to Du Feiyun, and as soon as his mind moved, he held a Dao weapon flying sword in the palm of his hand, ready to attack, and the slightest abnormality would spill out the thunder strike.

"Looking for revenge, is it your enemy?" Du Feiyun pondered in his heart, he didn't have any enemies, he must be Du Rufeng's enemy.

"Look at that guy, are you familiar?" Du Rufeng raised his chin slightly, and his eyes motioned for Du Feiyun to look at a burly man in the crowd.

Because, among the eight monks, there was a tall man, with red hair and a purple king on his forehead, wasn't he the guy who was messing around at the entrance just now?

"Could it be that guy was pretending to be here just to get close to us?"

"Yes, we have a cloak to cover our faces, and we have deliberately restrained our breath, so that guy has to create an opportunity to approach us to confirm his identity, and now he can come to seek revenge. If I'm not bad, I think I've guessed who's going to deal with us. ”

As soon as Du Rufeng's words fell, the eight monks came to the front, and stopped a hundred feet in front of the two, and eight fierce monks slowly surrounded the two, led by an elegant and dignified middle-aged scribe, who was still holding an ancient scroll in his hand.

"Du Rufeng, you have been looking for the old man in Sin City for thirty years, and now the old man has come to greet you in person, you must be very happy!"

The middle-aged scribe's face showed a hint of a playful sneer, and he looked at Du Rufeng and said. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )