At this moment, the place where Song Yueyang City is located is deserted. As Mo Xiaochuan said, he can't even see a brick.
Everyone was shocked on their faces. It was hard to imagine what had happened here. So many people and so many strong people were gone.
One of them pondered: "Song Yueyang City is the world's number one mall. There are four teleportation arrays across the country, and they were all destroyed. If there are survivors, they should still be in the positioning flight and rushing to the nearest city.
The other man nodded and said, "Well, after Mr. Gongzi Yu investigates, he will look for survivors."
Duanmu Youyu was walking in the ruins without saying a word, as if he was walking leisurely in the fields. Although everyone was criticized, no one dared to disturb him. They were all following closely behind. The most difficult one was Mo Huayuan, who wanted to rush up to ask clearly.
"Well, the energy residue here is the strongest, see if you can find anything."
After walking for a while, Duanmu Youyu stopped and slowly raised his right hand. A white light flashed between his hands, turning into an arc and holding it in his palm. The white light emitted lights, landing on the ground not far away, and explosions spread.
A total of nine rays of light fell. As the earth shook, a prism-shaped mirror slowly rose from where the light fell. The two of them were more than tall, forming a nine-palace formation, and each reflected the shadow of Duanmu Youyu.
The shadows reflect each other in the nine mirrors, layer by layer, and countless images appear.
Duanmu Youyu whispered: "You all retreat, don't get in the way."
More than ten people dared not disobey, and in an instant they retreated one after another, and opened their eyes wide to look at Duanmu Youyu in the distance. This is the only divination master among the top ten martial emperors. It is said that he can see through the stars in the sky and predict the past and future. In the eyes of everyone, it seems that he is even more mysterious than the magic master.
The nine-sided prism stands on the earth. As Duanmu Youyu's magic trick penetrates into it, the scene inside begins to change, each side is different, and the various previous images are actually developed, pushing forward like rewinds, but as time goes on, the images are becoming more and more chaotic.
Finally, a large number of figures appeared in a mirror, and more than a dozen blurred figures that could not be seen clearly were fighting. His brows frowned, and the rest of the mirrors also began to show various situations one by one, all of which happened before, but they were extremely messy and blurry. Sometimes they were simply a ball of white light and could not see any scene clearly.
"These information contains such strong power. After all, my nine-sided prism is limited. The longer the time, the stronger the energy contained in the information captured, the more difficult it is to be accurate. Most of these pictures cannot see the face and background clearly. Could it be that I have to use the deduction magic technique?"
Duanmu Youyu frowned. The information in these mirrors was too much, too complicated and vague. Only one rough idea could be seen. He then said to himself: "Forget it, just collect the information I want. As for what the Holy Land wants, let them find it by themselves. There is no need to use magical techniques for this and hurt myself."
He closed his eyes slightly, and the information in the mirror kept coming into his brain, and he quickly analyzed it.
More than a dozen powerful men from the Holy Land in the distance were waiting quietly, but only Mo Huayuan kept paced back and forth, and it was difficult to calm down.
One of the craftsmen suddenly raised their heads, looked at the round jade plate in the sky, and said worriedly: "Three hours have passed, does Mr. Yu have no clues yet? If you force this passage to hold on, you will be afraid that the jade plate will be destroyed, so we will not be able to go back."
One person said, "There is no way, wait a little longer. Gongziyu is a title-secret Tianyan, and she can see the past and the future. No matter how long she is, she will have to wait. At worst, she can send a message back and let another passage there."
The art master snorted coldly: "It's really a layman who speaks outsiders. The space channel in the same area cannot be opened twice within a few months, otherwise the void energy storm will destroy everything. If the jade plate collapses, everyone will have to fly back."
At this moment, Duanmu Youyu changed, and the light on the nine mirrors gradually dissipated, as if it had been declared over. The mirror directly turned into a water curtain, shattered in the air without leaving any trace.
Everyone flew over quickly and landed around Duanmu Youyu one by one. He saw that his face was full of doubts and contemplation, as if he was trapped in a difficult problem, and was very confused about the vague information he had collected.
Mo Huayuan couldn't help asking, "Mr. Gongzi Yu, do you have any clues about my elder brother?"
Duanmu Youyu glanced at him and said, "The information is very messy, I'm not sure, but I feel that your elder brother is not dead."
Mo Huayuan was instantly overjoyed and said excitedly: "Seriously? Then do you know where my elder brother has gone?"
Duanmu Youyu was not interested in him and stopped answering, but said, "It's almost done, go back. I will also turn from the holy realm and return to Changtian Yise."
One of them hurriedly said, "Mr. Gongzi Yu, can you organize this information for us?"
Duanmu Youyu frowned and said, "No interest."
"Hmm? This..."
The man was stunned and then smiled bitterly: "Sir, we came out with you to use your power to find out the truth about Song Yueyang City. If we just went back empty-handed, how can we explain to the above."
Duanmu Youyu said calmly: "This is your own business. If you need any information, check it yourself. I only promised Xiao Haiyao to come to Song Yueyang City, but I did not agree to him to help you collect information."
"Ah, this..."
Everyone was stunned and cursed in their hearts, saying: If you don't want your help, I'll call you to come and die.
Everyone was scolding in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it. They didn't even dare to express their disrespect. One of them smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Gongzi Yu, don't joke with us. If we go back like this, we will really be skinned by the deputy director."
"Joker? Do you think I am a joker? What's your life or death with me?"
Duanmu Youyu stepped out and headed towards the high altitude, saying calmly: "If you don't leave, then I'll leave first, and there will be a date later."
Everyone was stunned. The Holy Land spent so much effort to force the passage to find out the truth of Song Yueyang City. Unexpectedly, Duanmu Youyu was so unpretentious, everyone looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
So what if they don’t give you face? These ten martial emperors are all unaffected. Even if they don’t give face to the Holy Land, they can’t do anything to them.
Fortunately, the passage back directly points to the holy realm. Now I can only report up as quickly as possible after going back, so that the people above can find ways to keep Duanmu Youyu.
Mo Huayuan and two other art practitioners hurriedly went to the high altitude first and put the jade plate away. Then everyone stepped into the passage one by one. Then the black sky slowly closed and the entire sky returned to its original state.
Just as Duanmu Youyu and others explored Song Yueyang City, there was an extremely secret place, where the headquarters of the Death Palace was located.
The figures of Li Yi and the people from the demon clan gradually emerged, and there were many masters from the Four Poles, including Tang Jie.
Li Yi said: "Everyone can stay here to practice with peace of mind. Although the Death Palace is not strong, it is definitely one of the most difficult sects to find on the continent. At this moment, the Siji Sect is afraid that it has been involved in the vortex, and your headquarters is already a place of right and wrong."
"My father is guarding the headquarters, so there will be no accident in a short period of time, but it will be hard to say after a long time. The most urgent task now is to restore our strength as soon as possible so that we can have a foothold.
Tang Jie analyzed: "This place is indeed secret. If it weren't for Brother Li's leadership, it would be impossible for outsiders to find it. He also asked Brother Li to make a coordinate pointer to let us inquire about various information and provide material supply."
Li Yi nodded and said, "It should be. Most of the people in the Death Palace have been executed by me. There are only more than ten people in the huge territory here, which is safe and quiet enough. I will first ask my men to arrange for everyone's cultivation matters. You can wait for me in the side hall to the north."
Shang nodded and said, "It's so good, we ask for it very simple and quiet."
After saying that, everyone flew towards a side hall to the north.
Li Yi roared a long time, which was a signal to summon everyone, and he went to the hall by himself.
This trip to Song Yueyang City has benefited a lot. Not only did he get all his strength, but he also boarded the two big ships, Shang and Sijimen, which greatly helped him in his future achievements.
Under his long roar, more than ten figures of Taoist figures headed towards the hall.
He has all the perverts in the Death Palace. The ones left behind are either normal people or strong, and there are still some available things.
Li Yi turned into a ray of light, landed directly on the hall, and walked in.
Just as he entered the door, his pupils suddenly shrank, his body shook, and he looked at the palace throne above the hall in horror. A young man in white was sitting there with a calm smile on his face and was constantly playing with a token in his hand. It was the Death Order.
Li Yi's face darkened and he said coldly: "Who? How dare you sit on the throne of this palace to issue a mission? Do you know that you have committed a death sentence?"
"Oh? It's interesting."
The man in white looked at Li Yi, and kept nodding and laughing: "I have good strength and am about to enter the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor. It seems that this trip has not made me in vain."
Li Yi was shocked. The other party could see through his cultivation at a glance. It was obvious that his cultivation was still above him, so he was at least the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor.
If he had met a master of the Martial Emperor level in the past, he would have been scared to death, but now he has been considered a person who has seen the world. He stabilized his emotions first and said coldly: "Who are you?"
"My? Hehe..."
The man in white chuckled and said, "You can call me Xiaoba, everyone calls me that. It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I came by orders, and the person who ordered is the real master of the Death Palace, and your future leader."
Finally, I finished the code and was able to sleep. The plot I want to express in these two chapters was expressed, but time was tight, and I was not very satisfied with the text. When I got up, I saw if I should edit the following words. People are always a shameful person, and so is Taiyi. Every day, they are almost out of time, and they can't even write words. People are forced to do this. This sentence is not fake at all.