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It's like early spring.

There was quite a southern atmosphere, but the roars around and the chatter and scolding made the wind irritable, so it turned into coldness, and when it swept in all directions, it shook Wu Changhengran's mentality.

What exists in the depths, Wu Chang can't guess, but if it can make him have the idea of going and form a terrifying summoning, then Wu Chang can affirm in his heart that that thing must be of great help to him.

At this moment, darkness became the only thing in his eyes, and walking silently became his only measure, but on the way, accompanied by the annoying noise around him, it made Wu Chang's heart have all kinds of thoughts.

"Is it the exorcism of ghosts, or the Black Scripture, or my own reasons!"

The Black Scripture turned like a madness, and faintly, Wu Chang seemed to hear the roar that belonged to the Black Scripture in his blood.

However, the exorcism of ghosts is not lagging behind, and the ghost exorcism stick looms in his palm, which also makes the ghosts and ghosts here dare not approach him at all, so that Wu Chang himself formed an incomparably terrifying shock in this darkness.

Therefore, Wu Chang couldn't determine whether it was the influence of the Black Sutra or the reason for the exorcism of ghosts, he only knew that if he continued to move forward according to that feeling, everything was left behind by him, after all, the desire for that thing had exceeded his desire to get out of the trap.

The deeper you go, the more intense the coldness becomes, as if there is an iceberg hidden in the deepest part of the world, causing the temperature around to become lower and lower in the light wind.

Wu Chang, who is imprisoned here, has nothing special, like all the people trapped here, deprived of his own cultivation, except that his body is a little stronger than ordinary people because of the baptism of aura, he is no different from mortals.

Of course, this is just the deprivation of cultivation, but the exercises in his body have no effect in the slightest, otherwise the ghost exorcism rod in Wu Chang's palm would not be looming, but it is impossible for him to really exert the combat power of a monk in this place.

The roars grew more and more deafening, and the chatter of angry curses formed a terrible manic sound that could disturb the mind.

But the sense of summoning in Wu Chang's body became stronger, prompting him to frown, and he could only choose to approach, after all, this was the only thing he could do now, as for getting out of trouble, he really didn't have any thoughts.

This place is so terrifying, so terrible that his cultivation can't be displayed, as if he has been deprived and sealed, even if the exercises are running as usual, but once he encounters danger, Wu Chang can only use his physical strength to fight.

So even if he thought of a way to get out of trouble, but this method was based on the fact that he still had normal strength, but if he was just a mortal, then Wu Chang really had nothing to do and could only let this situation develop...... After all, there is no power, and there is still a dare to try to change.

Darkness is eternal.

There is no light, and there is no so-called fire, and even if there is, it must be dispelled by the coldness emanating from here, forming a real soulless land, imprisoning all the creatures who are banished here.

The sense of calling is getting stronger.

To this day, Wu Chang is not sure whether it is because of the Black Sutra, or the restlessness of exorcism from ghosts, or the talent of his Netherworld, after all, all three belong to the dark category, so it is reasonable to be summoned by things in the depths.

"Whatever it is, if it can affect me in this way, it must be a huge help to me, and maybe maybe the only thing here that can help me get out of trouble. ”

The Great Emperor of Wu is powerful, otherwise he would not be imprisoned here, you must know that Wu Chang is not weak, especially after fusing the combat power of Tai Lingzi, that kind of powerful feeling, Wu Chang thought that even against the elders of the Netherworld Sect at that time, he could easily win.

This makes Wu Chang even more shocked by Tai Lingzi, you must know that the ghost bead has absorbed his combat power, and it is not the strongest kind, but it is often worn on the body, so as to form a projection that can play 100% but cannot exceed the limit, and there is no magic that Tai Lingzi is good at, so it seems that the Emperor of Wu brought him shock, so the character of Tai Lingzi is enough to make Wu Chang look amazing.

Now that he has completely lost his strength, the ghost bead in his hand is also dusty after that battle, which makes Wu Chang helpless, which is why he doesn't want to pay attention to Yang He and Liu Ning, of course, it has a lot to do with his own defense, but the most important thing is that he completely lost his strength.

Fortunately, the sense of calling became stronger.

Otherwise, even if he was calm and surpassed all his peers, he would have fallen into complete irritability after many days, and would have become like a prisoner who screamed and chattered and cursed.

This was undoubtedly a terrible thing, and it was also a phenomenon that Wu Chang would not allow to happen, so he followed this sense of summoning and became colder and colder towards the depths of this imprisoned place.

Even though the coldness he encountered became more and more terrifying, and even made his heart uneasy, it still did not change his thoughts to move forward, after all, the operation of many exercises had made his thoughts as strong as stones.

Pitch black is still timeless.

It has become a habit to reach out and not see your fingers.

Accustomed to the dark, this is not a difficult thing for Wu Chang, a monk, of course, in which he also encountered mortal situations, such as tripping over a rock on the side of the road, or being planted in the water, and even more terrifying was once, directly hit his head in a corrupted skull.

Fortunately, on the way, although there were roars and annoying scolding, there was no danger, as if this was just a place of imprisonment, and the prisoners seemed to be afraid of each other, and they did not come out to make trouble and did not cause a huge obstacle to Wu Chang.

Bang!

Time was passing, Wu Chang didn't know how long he had been walking, and there was no track of the rotation of the sun and moon here, only endless darkness, until one day, when the sense of summoning reached the extreme, suddenly Wu Chang's eyes were suddenly stinged under a sound.

At that moment, Wu Chang suddenly closed his eyes.

Then he slowly opened it, only to see that there was no longer eternal darkness in front of him, but a misty brilliance, and that brilliance completely turned into a place of light as Wu Chang's eyes widened more and more.

"What the hell is this place?"

The abrupt light, Wu Chang, who was accustomed to the darkness, was indeed a little uncomfortable, which was why his eyes were stinging, at this moment he stared at everything in front of him, and there was shock in his pupils, of course, it was more incomprehensible, so that his mouth was even more muttered at this time.