As Jiang Feng smashed one seal after another into the yellow sand. The desert, which was originally calm, began to wind. And the wind is getting stronger. The yellow sand on the ground was also blowing. Even some of the sand dunes began to move slowly.

The aura of heaven and earth also flowed rapidly at this time. Under the yellow sand, it was as if some formation had been activated. Dark clouds began to appear in the sky. In fact, it was not a cloud, but sand blown by the wind. A huge sandstorm is about to form.

Far away from Jiang Feng, a middle-aged male monk floated in the air. He looked at the changing weather in the distance, and his eyes slowly revealed a fiery look.

"He was really able to do it. Death City was really able to appear in advance. The man whispered to himself. A jet-black jade stone in his hand was shining brightly.

This man who was watching from afar was Qiu Ming, the leader of the Thousand Lakes Alliance. Ever since Jiang Feng left the courtyard of the Thousand Lakes League, Qiu Ming had been following him from afar. The reason why he followed Jiang Feng was that he felt that Jiang Feng was likely to enter the City of Death. Now that the jade in his hand is shining, Qiu Mingzhi knows that he has guessed correctly.

The jade in Qiu Ming's hand came from the City of Death. If you have this piece of jade, you can smoothly avoid the attack of the city gate. If you don't have jade, if you want to pass through the city gate, you need not only strength, but also a certain amount of luck.

When Qiu Ming looked at the sea of sand from afar, some monks in the Netherworld Sea were suddenly alarmed. The monks, who were either in retreat, flying, or teaching their disciples, all took out a black jade from their storage rings. When they saw that the jade was flashing and glowing, these monks all rose to the sky and flew quickly towards the Northern Hell.

Where Jiang Feng was, a sandstorm had already formed. The yellow sand was swept up by the strong wind, forming several thick tornadoes. The huge sand dunes are also slowly moving. When tornadoes reach a certain size, they begin to frantically absorb the sand on the ground. The yellow sand was either blown away or sucked away by a tornado. This piece of yellow sand, which covers the road I don't know how thick, is constantly declining.

Something black peeked out of the yellow sand. Slowly, the black objects that were exposed became larger and larger, and there were more and more of them. Soon these black objects were connected into one piece.

It was a pitch-black roof, a big black city, emerging from under the yellow sand. Jiang Feng had already flown out of the sandstorm area at this time. He watched from afar, waiting for the black city, known as the City of Death, to be fully revealed.

Somewhere in the cavern, a short figure sitting there suddenly opened his eyes. The moment his eyes opened, two streams of light shot out of this person's eyes.

"Death City is ahead of schedule, could it be that someone is coming?" the man sitting cross-legged whispered to himself.

The sandstorm came suddenly, and it went very quickly. In Jiang Feng's line of sight, a basin had already formed in the sandy land in front of him. In the middle of this basin, a black city sits there. It's just that the city is not fully revealed. All that can be seen now is the surface of the city, that is, some blackened roofs. The rest of the parts are still buried in the yellow sand.

The earth shook slightly, and the black city seemed to shake. The basin formed by the sand is also due to the shaking of the earth, and the sand is constantly rolling down into the basin. When a certain amount of sand falls, a wind blows through and blows out the sand that has fallen near the city.

After a few minutes, the shaking of the earth began to grow stronger. The basin formed by the sand is cracking. It's like someone is forcefully breaking an apple in half. In Jiang Feng's opinion, the scene in front of him was like a pair of big hands, pushing away all the sand around the black city.

The basin was completely cracked. A canyon-like path appeared under Jiang Feng's body. The road leads directly to the city within the basin. At this time, another strong wind blew, and the yellow sand in the city was completely blown up. This black city was finally revealed.

Jiang Feng fell to the ground, and he was in the canyon formed by the sand at this time. His feet were not yellow sand, but hard ground. On this ground, a long path is paved with black stone slabs. Follow this road and you will be able to walk to the city gate.

Walking forward slowly, Jiang Feng quickly passed through this somewhat curved sand canyon. A few dozen meters in front of him was the gate of the black city.

The city, both the walls and the houses and streets, were all black. You only need to stand in the distance and look at the fifty or sixty meters high city wall to feel the gloomy atmosphere of this city. said that this is the City of Death, and you don't need to go in, so you believe it for five or six points.

There are many small pits on the walls of the city that show the history of the city. Two black-iron gates were shut. Outside the city walls, there is no view of the city at all. Even if you fly, you can only see the black roofs, and you can't see the streets of the city at all. It's like there's some formation in the city that prevents you from seeing from the air.

"It's hard to imagine that such a black city is actually the residence of a sect. If this sect is still there, how many disciples must there be? Jiang Feng said in a low voice while looking at the city gate.

"What's the matter, it's not submerged in history. Today, it has only become a place for monks to search for treasures. Lan Wu, who didn't show up, said.

"Yes, no matter how glorious the inheritance, there will always be an end to it. Maybe one day in the future, this black city will disappear too. At that time, no one knew what existed here. Jiang Feng said.

"Don't think about it so much. Although the black city has appeared now, it is not possible to enter it for the time being. If I'm not mistaken, I should have waited at least seven days. You'd better get out of here and come back when you can enter the Black City. Lan Wu said.

Jiang Feng nodded, turned around and flew away. He flew quickly into the distance for a while before stopping. After Jiang Feng sat down behind a leeward sand dune, monks kept flying in the sky. Judging by the direction of the monks' flight, they should have gone to that black city.

"You said that if the Flying Fish Boy was really in the Black City, then how did he get in? If he got out of the Black City first like me, many monks should have found out. Could it be that he got in from the tunnel?" Jiang Feng said to Lan Wu with some confusion.

"Maybe he has some special method. Lan Wu said.

"That person has a way to get in, why don't you have a way to let me in too. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble if there is such a big move now. Jiang Feng said with a pensive expression.

"It's quite a lot. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to get out of the Black City, let alone get in. Lan Wu said.

"If I can't get in, I'll make a tent around here and wait until the five-hundred-year deadline is up. Not once, just twice. You'll have to stay with me anyway. Jiang Feng said.

Lan Wu was a little speechless. Indeed, as Jiang Feng said, no matter how long it takes, she has to accompany Jiang Feng. Even if she found her body, she still had to accompany Jiang Feng.

While Jiang Feng was sitting behind the sand dunes basking in the sun, there were many monks in the Netherworld Sea flying quickly towards the North Netherworld. Some of these monks came alone, and some came in groups of several people. In the land of the Northern Underworld, there are also some monks with high cultivation who rush towards the desert. The monks in the desert have long been alarmed.

The Black City, the city of death in the mouth of the Northern Monks, is destined to cause another big storm.