A pitch-black world, as if with doubts and inquisitive eyes, stared at a world in the green remnant garden, flickering and flickering, in the surprise of everyone, finally revealed its true face.

With Gu Zichen as the center, above Gu Zichen's head, the wood attribute aura was rioting, with a rapidly rotating vortex cloud map, hanging in the sky, with an indescribable momentum of swallowing up, looking down on the world below.

On the ground under Gu Zichen's feet, a fierce beast like the ground had to get out of its cage, and with a fierce and annihilating momentum, it suddenly rose, and it had the heart to devour all directions.

Originally, lying at Gu Zichen's feet, the wood-attribute vortex the size of acres was like broken sycamore branches and leaves when it was probed into the black world, and it was swallowed into the black world in an instant, without the slightest ripple.

Gu Zichen was on tiptoe, his body fell rapidly, and the ghost aura around him seemed to have met a nemesis, instantly making way for Gu Zichen to open a bright avenue.

Gu Zichen fell in the black world, and the ghosts around him were deep, but he was extremely close to Gu Zichen, floating lightly from time to time, wanting to touch Gu Zichen's body.

Gu Zichen's eyes were shining, but he saw that the world that crawled out of hell was not large, only a hundred acres in size, and the ghost aura was deep.

And in the center, there stands a thousand-meter-high tower, the tower is divided into 18 floors, and the ghosts cry and wolf howls in the layers, which makes people smell it, and their consciousness is like splitting.

The base of the tower is like a pool of blood, but it is extremely black, and the black look makes people look shocked, and they dare not look at it too much.

The black blood water, I don't know how wide it is, covers the bottom of the entire black world, boundless, and from time to time rolls up a gust of wind and waves, afraid of hitting the tower.

The tower is thousands of meters high, occupying most of the black world, standing in the center, standing like a mountain, at the mercy of black blood and water.

Gu Zichen stepped on the second floor of the eighteen-story tower, listening to the sound of blood in his ears, smelling the unique fishy smell of blood water, his face was calm like a wave, and he watched the whirlpool in the sky closely.

In an instant, the collision of two worlds made the situation clear and uncertain in an instant!

Most of the audience in the ring were dumbfounded, covering their mouths, revealing disbelief, and some of them looked even more frightened, constantly shrinking back, as if they wanted to consciously stay away from the black world.

"Heng Yan, what's going on in this black world? Why is it like a hell?" Bai He asked Heng He as if he was stuttering, with an indescribable shock on his expression.

"I'm not sure, but I guess this must be an ancient skill in the dark attribute, capable of using the power of heaven and earth to kill people beyond the ranks. Heng Yan's face turned pale, and he guessed with a puzzled look.

At this time, Liang Jiajiao's face was pale, and several Great Cultivators of the Transformation God Realm were even gloomy like water, exuding a chilling cold air on their bodies.

"Master Shen, could it be that this is the Ancient Secret Technique Hell Change, how long has it been since such a powerful battle technique appeared in the Jiuding Continent?"

With deep curiosity in his eyes, Cheng Qidi confirmed to Shen Jingyao, a late stage great cultivator of the Transformation God Realm.

"That kid Gu Zichen did shout about the Hell Transformation just now, but it should only be the first weight of the Hell Transformation, it only has its shape, it doesn't have any charm, and the power is actually not great. ”

A trace of doubt flashed in the depths of Shen Jingyao's eyes, but he immediately concluded:

"However, dealing with the wood-attribute riot vortex that also seems to be full of power, but in fact has lost Shen Yun, it should be an evenly matched situation. According to the old man's guess, Gu Zichen and Zhengyang are likely to be seriously injured or exhausted, and the second set of plans can be activated!"

Cheng Qidi's expression tightened, he thought for a while, and turned his head to look at Liang Yuanwei beside him, but when he saw Liang Yuanwei, who was originally arrogant, his face was shocked at this time, like a defeated fighting, and his eyes were full of depression.

"It's really unproductive!"

Cheng Qidi looked at Liang Yuanwei, the star of Zhenlong Academy, with a look of disdain in his heart. A generation of strong people, in the face of powerful things and opponents, will always show a resolute and desperate determination.

Liang Yuanwei first had no one in his eyes, he was proud, and when he encountered strongmen like Gu Zichen and Shen Zhengyang, he did not show the desire to fight, but the depression of being frightened.

Just to show one thing, his heart is very fragile and does not have a strong heart, such a character can only be short-lived, and it is difficult to survive forever.

"Prince Yuanwei, you are ready now, Gu Zichen will be seriously injured in a while, and he does not have any power to fight back, you must seize the opportunity and kill him in one fell swoop!"

Cheng Qidi was worried that Liang Yuanwei would temporarily retreat, and emphasized that Gu Zichen could not resist to soothe Liang Yuanwei's fighting heart.

Liang Yuanwei's eyes flashed, as if he had a trace of hatred for Gu Zichen, and hearing it made his heart happy, revealing a look of joy.

"Strategist, don't worry, I will definitely let Gu Zichen completely die in the ring. Liang Yuanwei replied in a low voice.

Cheng Qi showed a relieved expression on his face and patted Liang Yuanwei's shoulder, but his inner evaluation of Liang Yuanwei was lowered a few points again.

A monk who only wants to rely on external forces to destroy his opponents, but does not think that he is strong enough to defeat his opponents, will never be able to stand on a high place, and will only slowly degenerate into mediocrity.

Although Cheng Qidi has not contacted Shen Zhengyang, from the depths of Shen Zhengyang's eyes, Cheng Qidi can conclude that Shen Zhengyang will never agree to sneak attack Gu Zichen, who is seriously injured, this is the gap between the strong and the weak.

"Shen Zhengyang, until now, you are still hiding your head and tail, which makes me look down on you a little!" Gu Zichen stepped on the eighteen-story tower, his voice was like thunder, and he invited Shen Zhengyang to fight.

"Gu Zichen, you have impressed me with you again and again, if you rely on your real combat power, it is indeed difficult for Shen to conclude that he can defeat you. However, in this war, Shen has a grudge with you on behalf of the Shen family, so he naturally has to go all out. ”

Shen Zhengyang, who had never revealed his true body, stepped on the sky at the last moment, and suddenly appeared in the eye of the huge whirlpool, his posture was dashing, with a handsome face, and he said to Gu Zichen:

"Now that the matter has come to this, let's fight it out and divide the winner!"

After Shen Zhengyang finished speaking, he held a mud-like object in his hand, swiped it a few times, and suddenly injected the mana in his body into the mud.

Suddenly, the entire canopy suddenly made a loud whirring sound, rumbling in the sky, and then under everyone's attention, a huge vortex suddenly crashed towards the black world.

Gu Zichen's expression moved slightly, and a strange pronunciation of syllables came out of his mouth, and with the sound of strange syllables, the black giant tower suddenly let out a roar, like a giant ghost crying, driving the ghost smoke in the sky, head-on, and crashing into the whirlpool hundreds of acres in size.

The giant tower was mighty, as if it had no weight, and it didn't need any command from Gu Zichen at all, accompanied by the ghost crying wolf howl in the tower, emitting a terrifying ghostly light.

The green vortex in the sky swirled more and more urgently, as if it was brewing, opening the huge eye of the wind and devouring the hell that Gu Zichen had sacrificed. (To be continued.) )