"What?" The man in white was startled. Not only him, but everyone around him looked extremely surprised.
Everyone present knew where the voice came from, and their hearts were filled with awe. However, the voice suddenly informed that a former envoy was outside, which was confusing.
After coming back to his senses, the man in white's eyes flashed even more, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face. It seemed that he did not welcome the arrival of that person, let alone hope that there would be another envoy in the world.
Because this position has a transcendent status and has special significance. According to the current trend, it is very likely to reach the sky in one step in the future and be proud of the entire world of cultivation.
A long time ago, their family became associated with that terrifying being and unexpectedly received such an honor, which has been passed down from generation to generation to this day.
The position of envoy is now held by his father, and it will definitely belong to him in the future.
"Let him in."
However, just as the young man in white was hesitating, in the darkness and void of the temple, that cold voice sounded again, majestic and cold.
The young man in white shuddered, and hurriedly bowed to salute, and then quickly winked at the people around him.
The old man also realized the problem and turned away in fear, still fearful of his young master's actions just now.
Although members of their family are now serving as envoys, all these are given by that terrifying being. Even the head of the family can only obey the latter's will.
Soon, under the leadership of the old man in sackcloth, a figure wearing a black cloak quietly followed in. The whole person was erratic, exuding evil fluctuations, like a ghostly blood spirit coming in person.
It was a young figure. After entering the temple hall, he didn't care about the dense crowd of believers around him. He walked straight forward and bowed to the black dragon sculpture.
"My lord, you're fine..." The black cloak fell, revealing a young and handsome face, but at the same time, two mixed voices came from the young man's mouth.
He is none other than Lang Ping, the fourth inner disciple of Tianxian Academy who has disappeared for a long time!
In the past, Lang Ping was not outstanding in Tianxian Academy, so his reputation was very average. Now that he appeared here, no one here knew him, including the man in white who had long-standing friendships with many leaders in Xianyuan.
The man in white hesitated to speak, and finally fell silent, never again offending Lord Black Dragon's majesty.
Many people around him had bright eyes, and many people could see the strangeness of this uninvited guest at a glance. This person seemed to have double pupils in his eyes, and a strange light shone in the depths of his eyes, emanating invisibly.
His aura fluctuations are extremely inconsistent with his age.
After taking a closer look, the man in white could not help but frown, his heart filled with shock. He suddenly realized that there was no monk in this place who could compete with this person.
It should be noted that when he came out this time, he brought several old antiques from the family. The lineup behind the scenes was quite terrifying, but the man in front of him stood like a king. His cold expression was full of arrogance and arrogance, and it seemed that he had no
Take these people into consideration.
"That kind of power clearly does not belong to him..." The man in white whispered in his heart. This man's real age is almost the same as his, and his talent is not even as good as his, but his aura is terrifying. This is very unreal.
The temple hall became quiet, and the empty buildings echoed with the man's vicissitudes of greetings.
"I'm fine, but you actually found a body and resurrected it. In this way, I have a little more confidence." After a few breaths, a cold voice sounded in the darkness and nothingness.
Lang Ping nodded slightly, his eyes full of enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "I am willing to serve the Lord!"
Hearing this, the young man in white and several old men looked at each other with a bit of disappointment and worry on their brows.
The man in white had a look on his face and stepped forward to greet him: "It turns out that I am a member of the same group of people, and I have not been able to discipline him well. Just now, my family servant was offended. I hope this friend will not take offense."
Lang Ping looked back and glanced at him without saying anything else. This cold attitude made the man in white feel very uncomfortable.
In any case, over the years, their family has sacrificed their lives and blood for Master Black Dragon and made great contributions. Now, a former envoy has appeared, obviously wanting to pick up what he has already acquired.
Before the two sides could argue, in the darkness and nothingness, a secret voice came out from the stone statue, commanding: "Go quickly and deal with that kid. This kid seems to be responsible for cause and effect. He is an anomaly in this world. Don't let him do bad things."
I'm waiting for something big."
"Yes!" The man in white nodded respectfully and quickly led the people out of the temple, as if he wanted to succeed before Lang Ping.
Lang Ping was unmoved. He licked his mouth, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and he grinned sneer: "It's true that the road between enemies is narrow!"
With the magic power of Lord Black Dragon, he has sensed the existence of that person, and both parties are no strangers.
"It seems that this time, all the grievances can be resolved at once. I will crush those ants to ashes and take back the colorful rough stones!" Another voice inside Lang Ping snorted coldly.
That was King Yin's soul. After making some gains in the Soul Burial Land, Lang Ping's integration with this ancient king's soul improved a lot.
"Predecessors' experience shows that at the end of the fairy road, there is a bridge leading to another colorful world, but the road is not smooth. The colorful rough stone may be the key thing, and it is natural to take it back." Lang Ping responded coldly, waving his sleeves.
robed and disappeared into the temple alone.
The black dragon elephant flashed with faint light, and soon fell silent...
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At the northern end of the wilderness, a figure moved in a hurry, walking through the bloody mist, constantly avoiding those primitive monsters.
After bypassing Dragon King Town, Yang Di returned to the wilderness again and headed in the opposite direction from when he entered the Mongolian realm. He had been in danger several times in the past few days, but fortunately he did not encounter much resistance.
But as time went by, Yang Di felt a little uneasy for no reason. He always felt that the trip would not go smoothly and something would happen.
With the improvement of his control over the Heavenly Eye, Yang Di's premonitions are better than before. In many cases, intuition is not just an illusion.
What's more, the criticisms of the little god are always flashing in Yang Di's mind. Regarding the naughty child's divination, Yang Di has chosen to accept it and will go all out to face the ordeal.
"Brat, are you sure the clues you got are correct?" Along the way, the ancestor was also uneasy and worried about Yang Di's situation.
"The route should be correct, but if we can find that place as we wish, we have to do our best." Yang Di sighed.
The location of the Devil's Abyss was erratic and could not be found for a long time. In fact, Yang Di had thought about giving up before.
Although this was a task assigned by the higher-ups of the Immortal Academy, Yang Di only promised to do his best and did not promise too much. Naturally, there was no need to dig into a dead end.
But later, Yang Di saw the divination comments from the little god. The latter mentioned: The devil of the abyss, the beginning of another reincarnation, is waiting for you in the dark, and you also need the light in his hand.
Only lights can illuminate the dark and boundless road ahead...
Many things in these words have vague meanings and are unpredictable, but Yang Di understood the meaning of Xiao Shen Shuan from it.
That naughty kid seemed to hope that he would not avoid the so-called "Abyss Demon", and said that the future road would be filled with endless darkness, but in the Abyss Demon, there was a light that illuminated the way forward.
If it were an ordinary stickman, Yang Di would certainly not be fooled, but if it was a naughty child, Yang Di would have to think carefully...
The atmosphere was a little depressing, and the Soul of Canglong also whispered: "You are approaching a magic well. If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil and be doomed!"
"The art of divination can only predict vague outlines. Sometimes if you are too superstitious, you will run counter to the true direction and go astray." The ancient tree of extreme flames also reminded you.
Obviously, not only the ancestors of Yiqilun, but also these two ancient beings also sensed that the road ahead for Yang Di was very dangerous.
Yang Di gritted his teeth and shouted: "I have no choice!"
That night, he hurried through the deserted wilderness, surrounded by the roar of the wind and the smell of blood floating in the air.
Soon after, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves came from the front, like the gate of Abi Hell slowly opening, endless Shura and demons are awakening, and everything will perish.
Time is passing quietly, but more than ten hours have passed, and the surrounding light and shadow have become darker and darker. Yang Di has lost his way in the bloody storm several times. In this place, it is difficult for even the eyes of the sky to see the way forward clearly.
"It seems that things are not as simple as imagined." Yang Di felt something in his heart and gradually realized some problems.
At first Yang Di guessed that this terrible vision came from the handiwork of a terrifying existence, but now he suddenly realized that the source of this catastrophe might not be at the hands of that ancient creature.
At dusk, Yang Di finally arrived at the northern end of the wilderness. A large number of gaps created by space faults began to appear all around, and every step was filled with dangers.
This indicates that Yang Di has arrived at the edge of the Mongolian Realm. The Mongolian Realm is a primitive void. The edge is the end of this small world, and everything ends here.
Not long after, Yang Di finally found a dark, cold abyss. A cold and faint wind blew, and creepy roars came from the abyss from time to time, as if an evil dragon was sleeping soundly in front of him.
Yang Di was instantly chilled from head to toe. The abyss was not long, but it was bottomless. When his spiritual mind explored it, he was instantly devoured.
Gradually, Yang Di felt that he was in a trance, and his footsteps kept moving forward, as if the endless abyss was calling to him.
Yang Di was filled with horror. He had never felt like this before. His soul was as powerful as his, and now he had condensed his soul. But at this moment, he felt deeply that he was insignificant.
And at this moment, Yang Di finally realized what Cang Long had said before. His mind was sinking, and there seemed to be a devil in front of him, but there was a strange desire in his heart, and he wanted to participate in the carnival.
It can be said that his life was not too glorious and he did many dirty things. Once upon a time, for his own selfish desires, he bullied many good girls intentionally or unintentionally. From Cheng Xin in the early days to the crazy girl later,
Ye Shenyu, Di Bo, Liu Xinyue, Tao Xiaoyue, Liu Xinxin.
At that time, when I was young and frivolous, I just felt that everything was fate. But as my mind gradually matured, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
As for his enemies, like Zhuge Yu and Master Wu, Yang Di had also used some slightly obscene tricks, and even cuckolded Zhuge Yu's fellow by mistake.
For the first time in his life, Yang Di had evil thoughts that could not be suppressed in his heart. Many unbearable past memories emerged before his eyes, but he could no longer find the guilt he felt at that time. Instead, he felt inexplicably excited and happy.
This state of mind shocked Yang Di. He did not live a great life, but he never thought about being a bad person. Everything he saw and thought in his mind at this moment was not his true self.
Fallen into a demon!
Yang Di was covered in cold sweat. He had personally experienced the terrible process of falling. This abyss was full of demonic nature. After one glance, he fell into it.
Even if Yang Di closed his eyes, the abyss was still wandering in front of his eyes, and the evil thoughts in his heart could not go away.
Yang Di tried hard to let the soul show its power and get rid of the evil thoughts in his heart, but this time, he had little success.
While staring at the abyss, even the golden soul in his body dimmed a bit, and several black lines emerged.
At the critical moment, a dragon roared, shaking his mind. The redness in Yang Di's eyes dissipated, and he regained some clarity.
At this moment, Yang Di turned around in fear and did not dare to look back. The abyss frightened him.
But the moment he turned around, Yang Di's eyelids twitched fiercely. At some point, a group of figures appeared around him, not far away, looking at him coldly.
The leader was Mr. Yan, who was dressed in white and looked at Yang Di with amusement.
"It turned out to be a psychedelic technique. You used it to change your true appearance. No wonder you were able to thrive in the God's Realm and tricked those people around. If you hadn't thrown yourself into the trap and came here, even if we met, I would have
I may not be able to recognize you." Mr. Yan smiled coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
In this place, he was able to mobilize the power of Lord Black Dragon, so the boy in front of him had nowhere to hide.
Yang Di looked solemn and nodded: "It seems that you and others are also involved in this turmoil. The Yan family mobilized their troops to come to Dragon King Town, but they have other plans!"
He is not stupid either. Seeing Mr. Yan and others appearing here safe and sound, he has already thought of many problems.
"What else do you know?" Mr. Yan asked with a half-smile. Although his eyes were filled with coldness, he was not in a hurry. It seemed that in his eyes, the person in front of him had already lost his wings and could not fly.
"I've heard of the Dark Dragon Warrior." Yang Di responded calmly.
Mr. Yan's face turned cold, and the strong men of the Yan family around him were even more murderous. An old man smiled strangely and said: "It seems that the Lord is right, you are very disgusting!"
"Actually, I didn't do anything." Yang Di spread his hands, looking helpless.
Suddenly, his heart tightened and he couldn't help but look towards a hill to the side.
At some point, a figure appeared there, staring at him faintly, like a wild beast staring at its prey.