Faced with the attack of this kind of phantom, everyone was not used to it at first and lost many masters. Later, they slowly figured out the rules and caused huge damage to these phantoms.
There are fewer and fewer shadows in this space.
On the wall of the dark dead city, the eyes of the master who was at the peak of his real life were flashing with light, as if nothing in the square could escape his eyes.
"There is such a master. I really don't know what kind of skills he practices. It is really effective against these fighting spirits." The master of the real peak said with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"City Lord, do we want to kill these people completely?" the Ming Yu Clan's Ming Envoy, a young master next to the real peak master asked.
"I also want to kill them completely, but this is simply impossible. There are too many people and their strength is too strong. We can only try our best to kill them." The master at the peak of the real world sighed slightly.
said.
"It looks like I'm going to give them another big gift." He said with a cold expression, and the gray-red light in his hands was moved and disappeared into the darkness of the dead city.
The gray-red mist in the dark dead city gradually disappeared, and along with it, the phantoms disappeared.
"What's going on? Why did those black energy and shadows disappear?" someone shouted in surprise.
"Could it be that they knew those phantoms would no longer pose any threat to us and gave up decisively?" one person speculated.
Some of the masters whose blood had just boiled looked depressed, as if they couldn't get vent, and they talked one after another.
At this time, "Rumble..." the entire dark dead city suddenly shook, the sky shook, and the earth seemed to collapse, and everyone's expressions changed.
The collapse of the ancient city did not happen, but on the ground of the square, many dark cracks appeared on the streets. Black air billowed out of these cracks, carrying an aura of sin and decay, as if they wanted to bring everyone down.
Leading to darkness and falling into the bottomless abyss.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." One after another figures rushed out from these dark cracks. These masters had black hair and black wings. They had cold faces and dull eyes, as if they were being controlled by someone.
Average.
"Kill!" Just as everyone was sizing up these masters, a voice came rolling in, like the coming of demonic power. The person who said this word was the messenger of the Mingyu clan.
Feeling the terrible murderous intention in the word "kill", everyone was shocked, and at the same time they were extremely serious and solemn.
After the word kill sounded, the masters with dull eyes suddenly trembled, and cold light burst out in their eyes. The dull news was like suddenly transforming from a sculpture into a living person.
Torrents of black energy emitted from their bodies, and terrifying beams of light burst out. Their attack power was extremely shocking. They were extremely cold-blooded and looked like extremely flexible puppets without any signs of life.
"Boom!" The black light from the master of the Ming clan shot out, creating a small space.
"Poof!" A master was hit in the head by those masters of the Mingyu tribe.
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The war continued, and the ancient city was constantly shaking. The frenzied energy seemed to be like a tsunami, rushing to all sides. The huge momentum shook the sky for nine days.
Puff puff puff... The enslaved masters exploded one after another, completely freeing themselves from the fate of being enslaved. Some masters from various races also died, and their blood spattered and dyed the sky red.
Although there are many masters gathered from various tribes, they may not be able to withstand the impact of the Ming Yu tribe's successive sophisticated methods.
So far, various ethnic groups have lost a lot of people. If this continues, more people will only be lost.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at everything with cold eyes. Suddenly, he glanced at one side of the wall of the dark dead city. He didn't want those people to continue watching, and wanted to pull them all in. This was only reasonable.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a step forward.
Boom! A mighty momentum shot up into the sky, and the ancient city shook violently. The torrential energy gathered and formed countless powerful beams of light.
Puff puff... Countless beams of light criss-crossed, the bodies of many enslaved masters collapsed, and many enslaved masters staggered around, as if they were drunk. The eyes of the masters of all races lit up, and of course they would not give up.
Taking this opportunity, he severely attacked those masters.
"Looking for death!" Seeing this scene, the Mingyu Clan's Mingshang Envoy, two black lights burst out from his eyes, as if he could see through the space and cast them directly on Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"I originally wanted to play with you, but since you are so anxious to die, I will help you." The Underworld Envoy of the Mingyu Clan said coldly.
Black light surged in his hands, and he created a series of seals, all of which poured into the ancient city.
"All things wither." He read out four words.
Boom boom boom! Violent energy rolled up in this space, containing supreme murderous intent.
Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face darkened, and he thought something bad in his heart. He knew that the other party was letting go of the city's formation, which would bring huge disaster to everyone.
"Hurry up and leave this ancient city and go outside to kill those masters of the Mingyu clan." At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan roared, and kept moving his hands, using the Great Zhou Tian Sancai Sword Formation to firmly protect himself outwards.
Retreat.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, everyone also felt a powerful crisis, and each one showed their absolute speed, and then ran towards the outside of the ancient city.
"Do you want to run? It's too late." The master who stood on the city wall said coldly. The black light in his hands moved, and all the buildings in the ancient city started to move, and a faint wave was generated.
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In the eyes of everyone, the buildings in the ancient city were spinning rapidly, making it impossible for people to rush out of the ancient city.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and took out a small thunderbolt and threw it out. The small thunderbolt fell according to the weak points of the formation that he had previously observed.
With a loud "boom", a portal exploded on the city wall, directly penetrating the space and linking to the outside of the ancient city.
"Hurry up, the formation is about to be activated." Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted.
The masters from all races walked through the portal opened by the small thunderbolt without any hesitation. Those people glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan gratefully, and then left gratefully.
Seeing that Si Rumeng was still stunned, Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted: "Leave quickly, don't worry about me, I will leave here freely."
Si Rumeng hesitated for a moment, then flew away.
"Damn it!" Seeing the masters from all races rushing out of the ancient city, the Ming Shang envoy of the Ming Yu tribe cursed angrily. There was nothing he could do about it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the Iron-Winged Flying Snake King Wing, spread his wings and flew out at the moment when the formation was launched. When he reappeared, he was already more than ten miles away from the dark dead city.
As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan landed, he felt that the signature ring on his finger that he had not felt for a long time appeared again!
Could it be that the soul-calling flower is nearby? An idea arose in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart.
It's just that the ring appears and disappears again. It seems that the appearance of the treasure is not stable!
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the Star of Chaos, then inserted the soul-calling flower into it, and then played the magic formula against the sharp corner where he was looking for treasures.
After a moment, the horn lit up. Yuwen Zhouyuan identified the direction, then spread his wings and flew forward.
After everyone saw Yuwen Zhouyuan escaping, they paused briefly and flew away, so they all followed.
After a while, Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived at a huge lake. There was a small island in the center of the lake. The small island was wrapped in a mass of fog, and it looked so mysterious!
It should be here! Seeing the small island, Yuwen Zhouyuan let out a long breath, then retracted his wings and flew towards the small island with his sword.
At this time, others followed, and they all followed consciously.
The island is very mysterious. It seems that the creatures on the entire island are constantly experiencing the cycle of life and death. To be precise, the cycle of life and death has been shortened here!
It turns out that no matter the trees or animals on this island, the time of life and death is very short, and the reproduction rate is amazing!
Yuwen Zhouyuan released his spiritual consciousness and discovered that there were some ferocious beasts living on the island. These ferocious beasts looked very docile and had no attack power at all.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan walking into the jungle, the others followed him one by one.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream came from the island. This scream was extremely long and full of sorrow, as if the master who screamed was suffering tremendous pain and torture.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, with light flashing in them, as if he was thinking about something.
Since entering the jungle, Yuwen Zhouyuan has not said a word and is just walking. While walking, he moves his hands slightly, as if he is arranging something.
"Huh? Ibosig, you don't seem to be walking in a straight line." Suddenly, Jin Yuanhao looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan walking in front and said.
"It is indeed not a straight line. We are moving around this island layer by layer." Lei Yufeng said calmly, and also turned his attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if he wanted an explanation.
"If you want to go directly to the inside of the island, I will never stop you. You are free to walk how you want." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly, he was too lazy to explain anything.
The closer the critical moment comes, the less easily you can trust others. The only one you can rely on is yourself. If Yuwen Zhouyuan gets the soul-calling flower and they see it, even if it is a fair distribution, some people may have objections, be dissatisfied, and cause other troubles.
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After hearing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's words, they said nothing more and followed Yu Wen Zhouyuan quietly one by one.
Every once in a while, miserable sounds would be heard in the central area of the island. It was not until eighteen miserable voices were heard that the island became quiet.
In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. After circling the entire island, Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party had arrived at the central area.
In the jungle, a gray-red mist blocked everyone's way, and golden rays of light emanated from the gray-red mist from time to time, looking indescribably weird.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped and observed carefully. In his consciousness, this gray-red foggy area was a circle. Within the foggy area, Yuwen Zhouyuan's consciousness could not see at all. There were many things on the periphery.
The expert has a wait-and-see attitude, as if he is constantly observing.