When Zhou Ming was still trapped in that sea of thunder, Canghai, who had been waiting in the Floating Cloud Pavilion, finally waited for the further change of the ink-colored big cylinder.

The pillars that were condensed like substance gradually faded into illusion, and soon disappeared. Immediately afterward, a distant aura of tranquility spread. This aura spread rapidly, but it instantly filled all the perceptual ranges of Canghai.

Then Canghai felt that in this aura of tranquility everywhere, there were nine ripples of fluctuations that seemed to be floating around, the speed was extremely fast, it was still here at the beginning, and it had already appeared on the opposite side the next moment, as if the distance was nothing, for that fluctuation, there was no meaning.

A wisp of fluctuation came to Canghai's side, and after a few circles, he left.

Canghai did not move, for fear that his actions would interfere.

It's just that the black eyes are deep, but they have been staring at the wisps of fluctuations. Because the sea can feel that in those fluctuations, there is a faint atmosphere,

Suddenly, Canghai's eyes widened slightly, and in his perception, those fluctuations were concentrated in one place, one, two, three.... Soon, the nine fluctuations were concentrated together, and then, in Canghai's sight, in that place, the figure of the underworld appeared without warning.

His body was shrouded in divine light, and his fair skin eclipsed even the most beautiful Mingyu. Suspended in a pale inky sphere, without a single strand of hair, the long black hair spread evenly behind the back, and then wrapped around the body, and appeared head down, hands on the knees in a ball.

finally saw it, the real figure, even if it hadn't woken up yet, made Canghai involuntarily relax.

But soon, as soon as Canghai's eyes turned, he noticed that his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was sleeping quietly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ming slowly opened his eyes, and as Ming opened his eyes, it seemed that the whole world suddenly brightened, and a sound of non-existence slowly stretched.

At first, Ming's eyes were still empty, as if there was no emotion, just indifference.

However, after a gentle blink, everything changed, and it was smart and energetic.

Then, when the bright black eyes turned their heads to look at the sea, they were slightly curved, their eyes were like autumn water, and the corners of their mouths were smiling. That posture is not the darkness that Canghai and Zhou Ming are familiar with, who can it be?

After saying hello to Canghai, Ming closed his eyes again. And this time, as the underworld slowly closed its eyes, the pale ink-colored orb wrapped outside the underworld slowly darkened, and then completely turned into a swarthy sphere, completely submerging the figure of the underworld.

In the black ball, the underworld stood up, and the flawless body exuded a huge sense of presence in this darkness, to that extent, even if you don't need eyes, as long as you feel a little breath, you can completely emerge in your heart.

However, this kind of unreserved self-disclosure can be seen by anyone anywhere!

Of course, the reason is not the so-called difference between men and women or privacy in Zhou Ming's previous life. It's simpler, you can't see it.

Even if it is Panguzi, before reaching the ten stars, if you look directly at the appearance of the underworld, you must have fallen into fainting before you "see" it.

And if it is those desolate creatures, if they inadvertently look at it, I am afraid that they will die directly before they see it and the information is transmitted back, and they don't even know why they died.

After all, it's not a level anymore.

Walking forward, Shen came to the edge of the black ball, then stretched out his right hand and pressed it, as if the palm of his hand was lightly touching the surface of the water, and a faint ripple rippled. But he didn't care about this and continued to walk forward.

The palm of the hand went straight through the black ball, and when it appeared outside, Qianqianyu had already put on a gorgeous black glove on her hand, and then as the darkness advanced, it spread all the way, and only stopped after a distance beyond the elbow.

The underworld stopped advancing, and then withdrew the hand that was stretched out, only to find that his right hand was wrapped in a layer that although it looked like a black patch roughly, on closer inspection, it was faintly revealing some exquisite abnormal patterns..... Glove!

This is the masterpiece of Mingyue, of course, not the Mingyue that is familiar to me outside, but the masterpiece of Mingyue who is familiar to me in another possibility, lively and dark.

If it's a masterpiece, it's certainly not just a glove. At this time, in Ming's mind, the appearance of a gorgeous dress had clearly emerged.

"Sure enough, it was a beautiful garment. Still, let's wait for next time. He smiled slightly, and stepped out.

It's like a mermaid suddenly stepping out of the calm sea, and when Canghai was still wondering why Ming retracted his hand, Ming suddenly walked out, but he was dressed in a neon dress fluttering, and the black hair behind him was like night.

Then, with one step out, he turned into a streamer and came directly in front of Canghai.

Canghai didn't say anything, just turned around and picked up the two jade cups on the table, and then handed the other jade cup to the underworld.

Ming stretched out his hands, took the jade cup, and then raised his glass with Canghai and drank it all.

"Judging by the taste, this cup of elixir was filled not long after my breakthrough. He put down the cup in his hand and said with a smile,

"Is this the time to make fun of me?" Canghai sat down and shrugged, filling himself with a glass, "Didn't you notice that one guy was missing?"

"Mingyue, I've already picked it up. Don't worry. "Hakuya came to the side of his usual position, and was about to sit down, but he paused,

"What's wrong?" Canghai was a little strange.

"It seems that there is still something to worry about. The other one I may have been bullied too hard by Mingyue before, so now I'm thinking about giving Mingyue a good color. What Ming said made Canghai confused, but Ming didn't explain, but continued,

"I'll pick up Mingyue, Canghai, remember to look at me. After speaking, his aura suddenly changed.

Although Canghai continued to drink his own cup after cup, his attention was highly concentrated, this underworld in front of him was both like a underworld and not like it, could this be the supernatural power obtained by the ten stars of the underworld?

"Why am I here?" and after looking around suspiciously, he shouted to the sea,

"Fatty, where is this place?"

Canghai's hand shook, and he almost didn't calm himself!

Fat? Looking at the sturdy muscles on his body that are very similar to those of the Pangu God, Canghai is rarely a little angry, and actually says that this is fat?

He didn't even drink the jade liquid in the cup, and after taking another sip, Canghai said in a deep voice,

"I don't know what your relationship is with the underworld, but now, you have to apologize for my strong muscles similar to that of the Pangu God. You....... What are you doing?"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Canghai suddenly found that this dark breath, but it felt completely different, appeared silently beside him, and then a face came over directly, and then got closer and closer.

However, Canghai still looked at it very calmly, and his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

However, this darkness did not mean to stop at all, and kept leaning forward, the tip of his nose twitching.

"Fatty, what is this?" This Ming suddenly retreated, pointing to the elixir and jade liquid in the Canghai Jade Cup,

I almost couldn't stabilize it, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and Canghai said as usual,

"Do you want to taste it?"

"Yes. This Ming said very simply, so he stretched out his hand. Canghai suddenly felt empty in his hand, and the jade pot he had been holding in his hand was gone, and then he found that this Ming was raising his head, opening his mouth, and aiming at the spout, but he drank it boldly.

The jade cup in his hand slipped silently, and Canghai looked sluggish,

"It turns out that there is still this, the most correct way to drink!"