Wind, extremely cold.

Gusts of cold wind blew through the lonely city in the swamp, and blew the white hair of the man at the head of the city.

At the head of the city, a pair of cold and proud eyes looked down coldly at this already unfamiliar land.

This is the cage that imprisoned him for thousands of years, and it is the place where he has devoted his life's work.

After the vicissitudes of the world, the vicissitudes of life, the world has changed, and everything has changed, this land is no longer what he remembers, but he knows that this is still the place of sin that imprisons all life, or should it be said that all sin is trapped in it.

Wu Jun retracted his gaze, looked at Sa Xian who was kneeling at his feet, and said lightly: "The Wu Jun clan is still strong now?"

"Lord Wujun is shrouded in holy light, the Wujun clan is now a powerful race that dominates the party, but the strength of the acting Wujun is too weak, not enough to lead us out of the encirclement of many races, and it is impossible for us to become the strongest race in this land!"

Hearing this, Wu Jun's eyes flashed, but he didn't have any expression.

He is already dead, and after so many years, Zunguo's strength has been consumed a lot, if it weren't for him leaving the Great Sorcery in Zunguo, just waiting for his descendants to open the door and trigger the resurrection power contained in the sorcery, I'm afraid he would still be sleeping in the shadow of eternal death.

To this day, he can still remember what it was like to sleep in that endless darkness.

Obviously, my consciousness is still there, but I can only feel nothingness, I can't make any movements, I can't think, I can only float in the darkness forever.

That feeling was enough to wipe out the most powerful being into a madman, and Wu Jun saw many great powerhouses in that world, and even his own ancestors, the powerhouses who really created zào witchcraft.

Crawling back in that barren world, Wu Jun was not sure that he was still his original self, so he did not respond to Sa Xian's words.

More importantly, he has discovered a lot of secrets in the world of death, and when he comes back to this world, he doesn't want to waste any more time.

"Death is not what people think. After a long time, Wu Jun said this, his voice was slightly hoarse, "It is a kind of nothingness that has survived, and in that nothingness, there is an extremely terrifying power that controls Yiqiē." ”

"Lord Wujun, what do you mean?"

Sa Xian seemed to feel something, and was faintly uneasy.

This kind of uneasiness was like planting a seed in his heart, so that he had to raise his head and look directly at Wu Jun's strange and handsome face.

This was the first time he had raised his head and looked at Wu Jun with his eyes.

Before, he didn't dare to do this kind of rebellious behavior at all, but now he is scared, and he has become a little bolder.

"I need to find the truth, so, your name is Saxian, right?"

Wu Jun smiled, handed the staff made of white bones in his hand to Sa Xian, and said lightly: "The affairs of the Wu Jun clan have nothing to do with me, and I am no longer a person in this world, I have something very important to do when I am resurrected from the netherworld." Therefore, the affairs of the clan will naturally be handed over to a strong person to deal with, you and I have a fate, and the grip of this witch monarch should also be handed over to the next witch monarch in the clan. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Jun's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the direction of the gate of the lonely city, his expression was a little abnormal.

Sa Xian was originally immersed in the joy of getting Wu Jun's grip, but before his fingertips could touch the cold white bone, Wu Jun's hand suddenly retracted.

Sa Xian raised his head in surprise, and found that Wu Jun had a solemn face, turned around and walked towards the gate of the lonely city, and the black robe fluttered, and there was a killing intent overflowing.

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Bai Yang hugged the bamboo far away, turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky, and in a few breaths, he stood in front of the only entrance to the lonely city, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Such a powerful aura, but why does it feel so weak?"

After Bai Yang was surprised, he couldn't help but ask the master.

"This man's breath doesn't resemble a living being, but he doesn't live as a soul like I do. It's like being resurrected from the Netherworld by a powerful force, which is a little strange!"

Speaking of this, Bai Yang suddenly felt a terrifying witchcraft power envelop the sky above him.

The sky, which was already pitch black, was pulled by this force, and a dark purple vortex appeared.

A terrible roar resounded in the whirlpool, and one after another soul-like beings appeared in the whirlpool, making Bai Yang's eardrums vibrate and make him a little irritable.

Zhu Yuan's cultivation was not as profound as his, and he was affected by this voice, and he couldn't help but mutter, his expression painful.

Seeing this, Bai Yang stretched out his hands to cover her ears, protected her Zhihai with a breath of immortal true qi, his eyes were slightly angry, he looked at the dark door, and said loudly: "Since Your Excellency intends to compete, then why use this little trick to embarrass a girl, show up!"

As soon as the voice fell, a white shadow ejected from the dark gate, Bai Yang looked at it and found that it was actually a staff made of human bones, and there was an extremely terrifying force lingering on the staff, and it was still Zhu Yuan's chest that was attacked!

He couldn't help but be furious, and the blue sky and snow fell in response to the sword, and he controlled the sword with qi, and moved 30,000 sword lights in one go, shaking ten places and nine heavens!

The white bone staff slammed into the sword curtain in the sky, causing the sword shadow of the blue sky to fall in an instant, but the momentum of the staff was also stopped, and it was held by a pale palm.

The person who came was dressed in a black robe that covered the sky, and his white hair was three feet, like a demon god, but his face was unusually bewitching and handsome, and his eyes were full of indifference, looking down on the white sun.

Bai Yang looked at the comer, faintly felt a breath of death lingering on him, and said softly: "Your Excellency does not seem to be a living creature in the world. ”

"Little baby, I manage a lot. ”

Wu Jun sneered, but there was still some surprise and appreciation in his eyes.

He had reached the realm of Wuzun, and had even entered the world of death, so he could naturally see whether Bai Yang was a teenager or the kind of old monster who had cultivated to the heavens and the earth.

A teenager can reach the realm of Earth Yuan at such an age, even Wu Jun has to admit that Bai Yang's talent really amazes him.

"Senior, it seems that he is the master of this place?" Bai Yang glanced at the huge lonely city and said with a smile: "I came here this time, and I didn't have any malicious intent, I just wanted to find out if there were any ownerless treasures here, but now it seems that this place is already a master land, and the junior will leave." ”

Wu Jun opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Sa Xian's voice had already sounded from behind, "Wu Jun must not let go of these two! That woman is the patriarch of the Wolf Warrior Clan, and the person around her must be a cultivator from outside the sky!"

"Oh?"

Wu Jun looked at Bai Yang, and the interest in his eyes became a little stronger.

"Cultivators from outside the heavens, hehe, that's for you. Wu Jun waved his hand, "The so-called outer world is the real world we live in, as early as thousands of years ago, I was locked up in this space, and I never thought that I would be able to return to that world. But now it seems that there is a new change?"

Sa Xian didn't know what Wu Jun was talking about, but he remembered some records in the clan back then, the so-called outer world was the place where ancient powerhouses like Wu Jun once lived, and it was also the place of freedom they had been pursuing. But he still explained very respectfully: "Back to Wu Jun's words, in the years since you disappeared, there have been strong people from the outer world who have appeared in our territory, and the strength of those cultivators is strong and weak, and the purpose of coming here seems to be to experience, and they will disappear after completing the goal. ”

"Experience?" Wu Jun touched his chin, and then smiled: "It seems that after all these years, the Martial God Pagoda has become a place for cultivators to practice? ”

Then he looked at Bai Yang and said, "An Earth Yuan Realm cultivator like you should be considered a powerful Existence among those sects in the outside world, right?"

When the words reached this point, before Bai Yang could speak, Wu Jun waved the white bone staff in his hand and smashed his head down, and he was in a hurry.

Bai Yang didn't dodge or dodge, Qingtian Xue fell the sword to protect his body, and fought back with absolutely powerful power, bounced the white bone staff up a few inches, Wu Jun felt the terrifying power coming from the palm of his hand, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The witch lord clan that they practice great witchcraft does not mainly focus on hand-to-hand combat, and those treacherous great witchcraft are their real means of attack.

Seeing that his power could not be broken, the Witch King smiled and stepped back, silently reciting the ancient prophecy of the Witch Monarch in his mouth, summoning the most powerful creatures in witchcraft.

Seeing this scene, Sa Xian almost knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed to Wujun!

Because Wu Jun is using the forbidden art of the great witchcraft, the magic dragon illusion!

An earth-shattering dragon roar sounded from the whirlpool in the sky, and then Bai Yang raised his head and met a pair of cold huge eyes.

A huge pitch-black head stretched out from the whirlpool, and a terrifying dragon breath spewed out, plunging the entire swamp of despair into absolute coldness.

The huge black creature did not have a bit of flesh and blood on its body, only some rotten skin on the skull, and the cold eyes made Bai Yang feel a breath coming from the netherworld, and naturally knew that this huge demon dragon could not be a living creature.

It's just that he doesn't understand why that man with a smile on his face can summon life from the netherworld, and it is such a powerful life.

But before he could ask the Juggernaut questions, the huge creature had already opened its bloody mouth and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar!