"It's really badly injured!" Fang Zong just glanced at it, and then smiled slightly.

The steward looked at him with trepidation in his heart, and reluctantly said, "We don't know what happened, but this magic tower flying bat suddenly went berserk, rushing around, spitting blood, and making a fuss until now. ”

"Oh, do you really not know, or do you pretend not to know?" Fang Zong smiled and glanced sideways at the steward.

"What do you mean, my lord, I don't understand!" said the steward, looking blank.

Acting with me, right?" Fang Zong sneered in his heart, pretending not to see a trace of surprise in the depths of the other party's eyes, and looked at the dying Demon Tower Flying Bat.

At this time, Young Master Yunli also took the two Dao Protectors and strode away.

When they saw Fang Zong, although they were still a little suspicious in their hearts, and they were not sure whether Fang Zong was a distinguished guest invited by the family, their attitude was a little better, and they just looked at it coldly from the side.

Fang Zong's posture was much more arrogant than the other party, even if the three of them arrived, he still looked like he didn't see it.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Zong took out two Blood Soul Fruits and threw them into the big mouth of the Demon Tower Flying Bat.

Originally, the Demon Tower Flying Bat had only one breath left, and obtained two Blood Soul Fruits, and its two eyes instantly lit up, and the demonic energy all over its body surged, and then, an amazing vitality rose from its body.

It was as if the flame of life in the last years of the wind and candle was burning again.

The life breath of the Magic Tower Flying Bat gradually returned to its original level, although its cultivation was not high, only the Yuan Infant realm, but as its life breath recovered, it could feel a wonderful power, which seemed to linger in the huge body of the Magic Tower Flying Bat.

It was such a breath that made Fang Zong feel a burst of relief from the Yuan Shen, as if he had smelled some genius treasure.

"Could this be the Netherworld Aura?" Fang Zong's eyes lit up slightly, but it was on the body of the Demon Tower Flying Bat, he felt this unfamiliar aura, and it seemed to be very similar to the Netherworld aura that the old man said.

Netherworld breath has great benefits to the primordial gods and ghost bodies, Fang Zong is not a ghost cultivator, but he also feels the goodness of the netherworld breath.

Originally, Fang Zong wanted to see what means the Demon Tower Flying Bat relied on to avoid the power of the Soul River, but now that he looked at it, it was clear at a glance that only the Demon Tower Flying Bat, an ancient fierce beast that had mastered the Netherworld Aura so skillfully, could freely travel back and forth between the outer city and the inner city.

Seeing that the Magic Tower Flying Bat had begun to slowly regain its vitality, the three of the Young Master Yunli all showed a touch of joy.

Fang Zong jumped up, jumped onto the back of the Demon Tower Flying Bat, and then asked, "Steward, where is the beast master here?" Hurry up and let him control the Demon Tower Flying Bat for me, I will set off now." ”

A trace of cruelty swept through the depths of the steward's eyes, but after glancing at Fang Zong, his eyes disappeared in an instant, turning into a flattering look.

"Since it was the order of the adult, the little one immediately did it. The steward hurriedly said.

Fang Zong put his hands behind his back and just nodded very casually.

At this moment, Young Master Yunli came up with two protectors.

Young Master Yunli bowed respectfully towards Fang Zong, and said loudly: "My lord, in the Demon Elder Family's descendant disciple Demon Calendar, I don't know which elder of the Dharma Protector Hall is your lord?"

Fang Zong made a cold face and said, "No need. With that, he strode into the tower-shaped building behind the magic tower flying bat.

Young Master Yunli was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it clearly.

Judging from Fang Zong's means of saving the Demon Tower Flying Bat just now, this is definitely not an ordinary Demon Clan cultivator, and his origin must be not small, otherwise where would he find such a strange fruit full of vitality?

Therefore, Young Master Yunli already believed in Fang Zong's origin, so he decisively saluted the other party.

As for Fang Zong's indifferent attitude, it was not surprising, in the Demon Realm, the strong were respected, since Fang Zong showed his amazing strength every day, and it seemed that he had a lot of background, he naturally did not dare to provoke.

However, in order to be able to rush back to the Demon Clan to pay homage to the ancestor, Young Master Yunli still had a shy face and asked loudly, "My lord, I wonder if you can take me for a ride?"

Fang Zong didn't answer him for a long time, as if he had acquiesced.

Young Master Yunli showed joy on his face, and the other party bowed his hand to thank him again and again, and then jumped on the magic tower flying bat very simply.

When the steward brought the beast rider over, in less than a moment, the magic tower flying bat "fluttered" and fanned its wings, and soon flew up, and then set off a strong gust of wind, jumped up from the valley, and went straight to the sky.

This scene made the demon clan monks who still stayed in the room to watch very envious.

However, even if they waited, they refused to sit on the magic tower flying bats, and just from the change of Fang Cai, they were already extremely frightened in their hearts.

If there is any anger that happens to Young Master Yunli again, these monks are ten lives, and it is not enough for Young Master Yunli to kill.

And Fang Zong cured the Magic Tower Flying Bat, and then the Magic Tower Flying Bat flew out with Fang Zong and Young Master Yunli.

Soon after they flew away and roared, seven or eight black shadows quietly touched and quickly gathered together.

"This kid is really curious about luck, and he can actually meet such an unknown powerhouse. ”

"Now that they have entered the sea of clouds, it is not good for us to start on the soul river!"

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Those sneaky expressions looked at one of them in unison, and that person's cultivation seemed to have reached a rather powerful realm.

He frowned, and then everyone ordered: "What are you afraid of? Now we can't help them, but we can tell Ren about this first, and then, when the young mansion master comes out, no one will be invincible." ”

On the other side, the speed of the magic tower flying bat is not fast, it is slow, like a deflated ball, it is desperately fanning its wings, trying to crawl forward.

Although it has a cultivation comparable to the Yuanying realm, it is not very powerful, just because the ability of this fierce beast is all on the burden.

It's not fast, but it's safe.

Fang Zong stood on the highest floor of the Magic Tower, looking through the endless smoke and haze, looking at the endless scenery in the distance.

Between the outer city and the inner city, there is not only the soul river, but the most uncomfortable thing is the heavy smoke in the sky.

These smokes are not ordinary smokes, they can easily block the monks' divine consciousness in the Champions League, and also deprive the monks of their vision, just like the young master Yunli and the two protectors, entered this smoke, that is just a smear of the eyes, and they don't know anything.

It was at this time that the assistance of the beast rider was needed.

This beast rider is naturally a monk who controls the magic tower flying bat, although his cultivation is not high, but he is invincible with the fierce beasts that have been fed since childhood.

It was naturally easy for them to control the Magic Tower Flying Bats, and then they were using various instruments to guide the direction of the Magic Tower Flying Bats, and then slowly groped in the smoke.

That's why it takes so long to get from the outer city to the inner city every time.

Fang Zong sat on the top floor of the Demon Tower, and sure enough, after Fang Zong had chosen, Young Master Yunli didn't dare to stay at the top at all, for fear that Fang Zong would hate them in the previous room.

Watching the huge magic tower flying bats travel through the thick clouds and mist, Fang Zong always had a faint feeling that something was hidden in it.

"Could it be the Soul River down here?" Fang Zong muttered in his heart.

He wanted to ask Feng Guliu and the others, but when he asked, they were all at a loss, only Chao Yukong was a little clearer.

"If you listen to the master's trace, it shouldn't be the Soul River, but at this moment, we should be slowly walking towards the Soul River. Ranyu said calmly.

"Is that really the case?" Fang Zong unleashed the power of his dreams, keeping an eye on the scene around him.

He wanted to see what was so special about this Skull City.

Netherworld, or the long river of souls?

With curiosity, Fang Zong used the power of the dream to take a look at all the scenes around the clouds and mist.

Speaking of which, it was really strange, it was clear that the power of the dream realm perceived that there was a dark earth below, but it made Fang Zong always feel a sense of familiarity.

However, it is not known how big this swarthy land really is.

The Magic Tower Flying Bat flew for two days in a row before finally crossing this black earth land and coming to a vast and terrifying scene.

But I saw that it was an endless turbulent river, and in the long river, there were all souls who made terrible screams, and countless souls were constantly surging, just like a long and terrible river.

The River of Souls has finally arrived.

Fang Zong saw this soul river again, and he was still very shocked.

Such a vast soul river is really weird, no one knows where its source is, and no one knows where its end is, but it has passed through the three thousand worlds of the Nether Realm, and even the Demon Realm is no exception, and it is still in Skull City, and such a terrifying soul river can still be seen.

Once upon a time, with a stroke of the palm of the Yuan Eater Ant, a Confucius was drawn in the sky, and the Soul River came from the sky, but Fang Zong will never forget the terrible scene that happened that day.

He couldn't help but ask, "Who is in charge of the Soul River?"

The four of them all looked at each other, and they were also at a loss for Fang Zong's question.

The Soul River has existed since ancient times, as if it had existed in a very distant past, and no one knows the origin of the Soul River, nor the whereabouts of the Soul River, only that this place does not seem to be safe.

"Huh, why did the Magic Tower Flying Bat stop?"

Just when Fang Zong was extremely shocked by the Soul River, he suddenly found that the Magic Tower Flying Bat, which was originally flying leisurely, suddenly lost its speed at this time, and it actually stopped at the junction of the Black Earth Land and the Soul River.