Xiyue's sudden attack made the faces of hundreds of Tribulation Period powerhouses change greatly, and several of them even shouted angrily.

But how could the Lord of the Moon God Temple be afraid, and in the midst of the angry shouting, his palms contained vast energy, and he immediately slammed into the energy net.

At the same time, a terrifying energy also surged out of the formation, accompanied by a violent tremor, and then the spiritual power net condensed by hundreds of Tribulation Period powerhouses exploded.

And those black-clothed people also spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and their breath became sluggish.

As soon as the big array broke, Tian Ze's figure appeared outside the black clouds almost instantly, turned around and smiled coldly, and said: "Old devil, the pavilion master still has important things to do today, and when the immortal mansion opens, I will wait for you!"

As soon as the words fell, a gap quietly cracked in the space around Tianze, and he walked in.

And Xiyue also waved his sleeve robe, tearing the space in front of him, and stepping into the void.

With a fluctuation of spatial energy, two pitch-black cracks quietly disappeared, along with the two powerhouses of the world.

The black mist surged for a while, and then converged towards the center, and a moment later, the Black Demon Ancestor appeared in mid-air, looking at the spatial fluctuations with a gloomy face.

"Ancestor, we ......"

The black-clothed man at the head wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the Black Demon Ancestor waved his hand: "It's none of your business, if that fool makes a move, the old man may not be able to stop her." Alas...... It's a pity that today's great opportunity was ruined like this, and I'm afraid it will be very good to find such an opportunity again in the future!"

Hearing this, the faces of the hundreds of black-clothed people in the Tribulation Period were also gloomy, if they could really leave Tian Ze behind today, then they could take advantage of the situation to completely eradicate the power of the Heavenly Pavilion in one fell swoop. However, things did not go as expected, and in the end they were destroyed by the moon.

"Let's go!"

The Black Demon Ancestor stood in the air, silent for a long time before turning around and flying out of the glacier, and a helpless voice also came.

Seeing this, hundreds of Tribulation Period powerhouses took off one after another and rushed to the center of the Black Demon Sea Region.

Thousands of miles away, it took Zhang Hao a few days to come over, but those who flew in the air rushed back to the Black Devil Sea with less than half a pillar of incense.

Thirty-two Continents are the thirty-two huge islands in this sea, and the number of people living on these islands is innumerable, and when hundreds of black-clothed people fly by in the sky, countless people are fanatical.

Maybe they don't know the identities of those men in black, but being able to fly through the sky is worth their yearning.

In the center of the Black Demon Sea is located a huge formation, from the outside world, there is no difference between this place and ordinary islands, the lush forest, the occasional roar of demonic beasts, every qiē looks extremely ordinary.

However, if you enter the formation, you will find that it is completely different from what you see from the outside world, there are no dense forests on the island, only black rocks that can be seen everywhere.

In the center of the island, however, is a large blackstone complex that guards an ancient palace in the center.

The people who can live here, those who have the lowest cultivation are all in the late stage of the void and the underworld, and this island is also a forbidden place in the hearts of those people in the Thirty-two Continents and Ninety-six Islands in the Black Demon Sea.

The people who live at the bottom of the Black Devil Sea don't even know that there is such an island.

"What's wrong with that little guy?"

The Black Demon Ancestor stood at the gate of the palace, looking up at the clear blue sky, his brows furrowed.

Behind him, there were two men, one of whom was very old, dressed in gray clothes, with a somewhat gloomy face, and hesitated to speak: "He has the ability to automatically recover from injuries, his subordinates have probed, but ......"

Hearing this, the Black Demon Ancestor's face sank slightly, and then he snorted coldly: "The old man is asking you how his injuries are? Who let you say this? Also, no matter what is in that little guy's body, it is not something you can detect, if you dare to have a next time, you know the consequences!"

Hearing this, the old man's face suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly nodded in response: "Yes!"

I saw him wipe the cold sweat oozing from his forehead with his hand, and said: "The injury is fine, it should heal in a few days, and now it is just a temporary coma!"

Seeing this, the Black Demon Ancestor's face softened slightly, and then he waved his hand. The old man who had just spoken hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then cautiously turned to leave.

"Magic Night, did you hear what the old man told me to say?"

Seeing the old man retreating, the Black Devil Ancestor turned around, looked at the last person left here, and frowned.

The man left behind looked to be in his forties, and his face was slightly dark, but his eyes were so bright that anyone who looked at him would feel a chill.

This person is the current palace master of the Black Devil Palace, hearing the Black Demon Ancestor asking, I saw that his face changed slightly, and then nodded and said: "Ancestor don't worry, I won't care about that matter anymore, it's a pity that my apprentice!"

"Your waste apprentice deserves to die, the old man saw that he was impetuous, and it was difficult to achieve any climate, but you didn't believe it, saying that he was a rare cultivation genius. Hmph, in this world, if you want to become a great weapon with just a little cultivation talent, how many people can do it?"

At this moment, the Black Demon Ancestor's face sank slightly, and then he sighed and said, "Forget it, since he is dead, the old man is too lazy to talk about this." By the way, if that kid wakes up, don't tell him about his old husband first, there are some things, you have to take a good look, and the Demon Palace will be handed over to you!"

"Ancestor, what should I say if he asks?" Seeing that the Dark Devil Ancestor seemed to be leaving, Demon Night hurriedly asked.

But when he said this, the Dark Devil Ancestor disappeared, looking at the desolate black islands in the distance, Demon Night sighed softly, and immediately turned around and returned to the palace.

I saw that he called the two men in black to give a few words, and then walked towards the inside of the palace.

This ancient palace is made entirely of black rock, and there are countless corridors of secret chambers, which are built according to some kind of maze that will get lost in the formation if you don't know how to enter it.

When Zhang Hao woke up, it was already early the next morning, and the sunrise in the Black Demon Sea was extremely late, and even the daytime was two hours shorter than that of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

When Zhang Hao woke up, he found himself lying on a stone bed with a quilt on his body.

He didn't know how long he hadn't used the quilt, and he looked at the quilt on his body, but he was stunned for a while.

After a long while, Zhang Haocai sat up with grinning teeth, looked around, and asked, "What the hell is this place?

As soon as he said this, his eyes saw his black war knife on the table in the room. Seeing this, Zhang Hao's mind moved slightly, and the black war knife levitated with the scabbard, and then flew towards him with a buzz and trembling.

"Only you can always be by my side, and you will never lie to me!"

The palm of his hand reached out and took the black war knife that was slowly flying, but Zhang Hao sighed. The knife seemed to understand what he was saying, and the black blade continued to hum and tremble for a moment before it stopped.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao smiled slightly, then lifted the quilt, and found that the wound on his body had been treated, and near the wound, there was some faint residue of medicinal powder.

This scene made his brows furrow, his mind sank into his body, and he didn't find that someone had done it, so he was relieved.

Taking out a set of gray clothes from the ring and putting them on casually, Zhang Hao's eyes began to carefully examine the room.

In this room, there was nothing but a table in the center, except for strange pictures carved into the surrounding walls.

The walls are carved with a humanoid pattern, hands flipped in a strange pose, and more than a dozen meridian routes carved inside the humanoid.

His eyes were attracted by one of the patterns, but after a while, Zhang Hao frowned and said, "This set of **...... Something seems wrong!"

His mind followed the ** carved on the wall, but he found that the spiritual power in his body became restless, as if he would lose control at any time, which made him very uncomfortable, and he hurriedly stopped.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to wake up so soon!"

Just as Zhang Hao frowned and pondered, the spatial energy in the room fluctuated slightly, and then a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared.

This man looked to be in his forties, and a person who might appear in such a way must have reached the stage of his cultivation.

And his age is obviously not what he sees now.

Zhang Hao turned his head to look at him, and when he saw that he didn't reflect the other party's appearance, he frowned: "Who are you?"

"Magic Night!"

The middle-aged man smiled, then walked to the table and sat down, glanced at the surrounding walls, and said, "Are you interested in this **?"

However, Zhang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't answer his question, he stood there and sighed, "This is the Black Demon Palace, right?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face showed a hint of surprise, and then he smiled and said, "How can you see it?"

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Zhang Hao's heart sank slightly, and he simply returned to the bedside and sat down by himself: "I really can't think of a strong man like you in the Black Devil Sea!"

Seeing this, Mo Ye nodded lightly and said with a smile: "This is just your own guess, in the cultivation realm, a strong person like me is extraordinary, how can I conclude that this is the Black Devil Palace? Hehe, even if I am from the Demon Palace, I can take you to other places, there is no need to be in the Black Devil Palace, right?"

But Zhang Hao closed his eyes and said softly: "Maybe it's like telling you, I want to know what your identity is!"

"Demon Palace Master!"

Magic Night said word by word, and when he said this, his eyes were always staring at Zhang Hao, but he didn't see any change in the other party's face for a long time, and couldn't help but smile and said, "You guessed it earlier?"

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Hao sighed: "No, I'm just thinking about how to escape!"

Seeing this, Magic Night suddenly burst out laughing, and a hearty laugh echoed in the room: "If you say such a thing, aren't you afraid that I will be on guard?"

"If you want to kill me, you won't wait until now!" Zhang Hao stared at the black war knife beside him, and then pursed his lips: "You should know about that matter, what are you going to do?"

But the eyes of the demon night were slightly cold, and then he snorted coldly: "If you kill my disciple, are you really not afraid of death?"

With these words, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became oppressive. At this moment, Zhang Hao seemed to feel a mountain peak suddenly pressing on his body, making it a little difficult for him to breathe.

He knew in his heart that this kind of repression was deliberately done by the strong man in the Dacheng period, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

After a while, that depression suddenly disappeared, but the spiritual power in his body disappeared with that suppression, and suddenly exploded with a bang, and a huge ripple of energy suddenly set off in the room.

"Hehe, you can withstand it with the late stage cultivation of the void and the underworld, which is not bad!"

With a slight wave of the Demon Night robe, he controlled this energy ripple in the room, and then smiled.

Zhang Hao's injuries were extremely serious, with no less than twenty deep wounds on his chest and back, and after the resistance just now, these wounds burst open again.

Yin Hong's blood instantly wet his clothes, and when he heard Mo Ye's words at this moment, he frowned: "You should know about that matter, if he hadn't tried to kill me three or four times at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have taken his life, and this qiē can only be said to be his own fault!"

However, the face of the magic night suddenly turned gloomy......