"Okay, I'm not wrong about you. If this is done well, I will definitely help you break through." Lu Yinchuan gave the young man an appreciative look.
"Thank you, Master." The young man said with a completely touched look. He rolled his eyes and flattered silently, "Actually, Master, you have already thought of it, just for the sake of Miss Rumeng."
I just don’t want to use this method to save my face.”
Hearing this, Lu Yinchuan felt relieved. The more he looked at this young man, the more he liked him. Others looked at him with contempt.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan and others who were moving forward had no idea that they had been plotted against.
Now the "Abyss of Dead Souls" has become lively. Many masters have arrived in the Abyss of Dead Souls. A battle between dragons and tigers is inevitable.
On the third day, just as everyone was sitting down to rest, the entire Abyss of Death shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.
Boom! A golden beam of light shot up into the sky, shining brilliantly, as if it had dispelled the gray-red energy in the dead souls and made the entire abyss look brand new.
They had all seen this beam of light when they were outside the Abyss of Death.
"The light pillar appears again!"
"Will the Conjuring Flower be there?"
"Will it be there?"
Everyone was talking after seeing the golden light pillar.
"Let's go to the direction of the light pillar and see what it is." Yuwen Zhouyuan stared at the light and said.
After saying that, the first one rushed towards the direction of the light pillar, and the rest just followed behind. They also wanted to see what it was that could have such power.
Let’s not talk about whether there is really a soul-calling flower in the Death Abyss of Dead Souls. Looking at this beam of light, we know that the Death Abyss of Souls is not simple. If we can get the thing that emits that beam of light, we will be satisfied.
In the abyss of death, countless masters rushed towards the direction of the light pillar. They all wanted to see what it was, maybe it was some kind of treasure.
This beam of light also attracted more masters to the Dead Souls Abyss.
Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party seemed to turn into a stream of light and traveled through the gray-red forest at an extremely fast speed. They knew that this light beam did not last long. If they did not seize the time and waited for the light beam to disappear, they would have no direction.
Hard to find.
At this moment, everyone's speed increased to the highest point, and their vigilance also increased to the highest point. Even some powerful beasts in the way were directly blasted into nothingness by the incomparable light emitted by everyone.
After they advanced for a certain distance, the beam of light seemed to be blocked by something and disappeared instantly. However, the direction had been memorized. Although they might have to walk a little longer, there was generally no problem.
After walking forward for a full two hours, everyone suddenly rushed out of the gray-red forest, and their eyes suddenly opened up.
A dilapidated ancient city appeared in front of it. This ancient city looked huge, with tall walls and a gray-red color. At first glance, it didn't look like an ancient city at all, but a demon entrenched here.
Two miles away from Yuwen Zhouyuan, there is also a team of experts walking towards the ancient city. This team of experts is from the Ming clan.
Perhaps because they were both members of the Hades tribe, there was not much hostility between them. On the contrary, they nodded to each other to say hello.
The two groups of people walked to a gate of this ancient city at the same time. The city walls on both sides of the gate had dense cracks and deep marks. They looked riddled with holes, as if they had experienced a huge disaster.
fighting.
On both sides of the city gate stood two statues of huge ferocious beasts. They exuded a violent aura and looked as if they were alive.
Four huge ancient characters are carved on the top of the city gate - Dark Dead City. From these four characters, you can feel a surge of hatred and all kinds of negative and evil energy.
People with low cultivation level may not even dare to take a look at it.
"It's actually the Dark Dead City?" someone exclaimed.
"It is rumored that the Dark Dead City is the most powerful ancient city of the Ming Yu Clan's Underworld Envoys. It has strong defense and attack power. After that grand battle, the Dark Dead City disappeared. I didn't expect it to be here." Some.
The experts couldn't help but sigh.
From this ancient city, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a lot of powerful auras. There was no doubt that there were real ninth-level masters in the city.
After greeting the group of people from the Ming clan, the two groups walked into the city at the same time.
As soon as they entered this ancient city, everyone felt a tragic atmosphere and a strong smell of blood. There was a sense of unwillingness and huge anger floating in the air.
There were cracks on the wide road, and the buildings on both sides looked shaky and about to collapse.
"I really didn't expect that the Dark Dead City has become so dilapidated. That prosperous ancient city has disappeared in the long river of history."
"Is it the fault of time or the cruelty of people's hearts?"
Many people sighed, with complicated expressions in their eyes.
Just as everyone was walking forward faintly, suddenly, a faint sound came, and the sound became clearer and clearer. Countless sounds such as footsteps, noises, cries, etc. were echoing on this street.
.
The voice sounded like he was back on a busy street. At this time, a faint wave spread out in the space, and the void was trembling slightly.
At this time, the scene in front of everyone changed. The street had completely changed. The road was smooth and wide, flashing with light. A master with black hair and black wings was walking on the street. The buildings on both sides were tall and majestic, and the shops
Zhongye is extremely prosperous, with experts coming in and out.
A picture of great prosperity.
At this time, those figures gradually disappeared, and the street returned to its previous appearance, extremely dilapidated.
"The obsession of the Mingyu Clan's Mingshi is so strong that even after millions of years, the prosperity of that moment still remains."
"Didn't you say that the Dark Envoys of the Mingyu Clan were unusually cruel?" someone asked.
"Who can tell clearly what is right and wrong?"
After entering this ancient city, everyone felt an invisible heaviness in their hearts, which was the invisible oppression brought by the ancient city.
At this time, just as everyone was about to reach a crossroads, they heard slight footsteps.
After walking a few steps forward, I saw a team of Yinhun tribe coming from another street. There were twenty of them, including twelve people from the ninth level of the real person.
When they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's team and the other team, they all stopped and became alert, their eyes flashed, and they looked at everyone on Yuwen Zhouyuan's team.
Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that the eyes of the group of Yinhun clan masters were focused on him, and there was a flash of light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, as if there was something worthy of their action in Yuwen Zhouyuan.
The leading master of the Yinhun Clan looked deeply at Yuwen Zhouyuan, swept his eyes coldly, and then led their people towards the center of the ancient city.
Countless masters have gathered in the center of the ancient city, and everyone can clearly feel it.
After the Yinhun tribe left, Si Rumeng looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with some worry and asked, "Ibosig, do you have any grudge against those Yinhun tribe masters?"
"How is that possible! I just walked out of the village not long ago. This is the first time I have met people from the Yinhun clan. How can I have any grudge against them!" Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said.
"They all looked at you just now, as if they knew you. Be careful." Si Rumeng reminded.
Everyone turned their attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan thoughtfully.
"If they must make trouble for me, there is nothing I can do." Yuwen Zhouyuan said helplessly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Of course he knew something was wrong because of his sensitive senses. The masters of the Yinhun Clan would not look at him for no reason.
"Everyone who has entered the 'Death Abyss of Dead Souls' is spreading the news that a master in our Hades tribe knows the news about the Soul-Calling Flower. That news came from that master's mouth. As long as we can find that master, we can learn about it."
I have the information about the Soul-Calling Flower." Suddenly, a person said, this person was a master of another team.
Hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face changed slightly. There was no doubt that someone did this deliberately, specifically to deal with him, and wanted to roast him on the fire.
The people in Yuwen Zhouyuan's team glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan without leaving any trace, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
"Why, haven't you heard the news?" someone in the team asked.
"No, we have never heard this news. By the way, do you know who he is?" someone from Yuwen Zhouyuan's team said.
"I don't know." The people in that team looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan from time to time. It was obvious that they had suspicions.
I really don’t know who he is, he dares to plot against me, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought with a sneer.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that he was completely pushed to the forefront at this time, but he did not give in. Whoever dared to use any crooked ideas against him would definitely make the other party pay a heavy price.
"Those masters have gathered in the center of the ancient city, let's go too!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a faint smile, looking at everyone.
After he finished speaking, he walked forward. No one noticed that as he took a step forward, a wave of energy surged out from under his feet, entered the ground, and scattered in all directions.
There is a huge circular square in the center of the dark dead city. In the center of the square stands a huge statue. There is a faint black light flowing on this statue. What is extremely surprising is that this statue goes from the center of the eyebrow to the bottom.
A tiny crack appeared.
There are countless experts gathered in the square, including people from all races and forces in the Ghost Realm.
There are many masters in the square, and the ones with the lowest cultivation level are all on the eighth level of real life. Masters who are on the seventh level of real life cannot survive here.
Almost all of them cast their gazes on Yuwen Zhouyuan, with a strange light flashing in their eyes. Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, as if he didn't notice their gazes, and still walked forward.
Facing the gazes of countless masters that contained great pressure, everyone felt uncomfortable, as if there was a huge mountain pressing on their shoulders. However, when they saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan's indifferent look, the pressure in their hearts
It's been reduced a lot.
Humph, let’s see what you do this time. Anyone who opposes me, Lu Yinchuan, will not end well. In the corner of the wide square, Lu Yinchuan thought with a cold light in his eyes and a proud look on his face.