After crossing several hills, the three of them came to a small hillside together. There was a hazy area in front of them and they could not see what was inside.
In a vague way, several people could see the magnificent palaces in a hazy place, which was very mysterious.
"This...is where, it seems that there is a palace in it." Ye Zhetian looked at the hazy phantom in surprise.
Tang Chuan's eyes were shining, as if there were tens of thousands of stars turning, as if he had seen through the hazy fog and penetrated into the deepest part.
"This is a ruin of a palace. This small world seems a bit unusual. It is not a small world of the Mo family, but a lost world." The young man named Zi Yi said. He has been in the Mo family for some years, and he still knows a lot about these.
"The lost world?" Tang Chuan was curious.
"Yes, this is a lost world. During the ancient times, the Mo family was established. I don't know when I got the ownership of this lost world, and then occupied this small world and became the best place for the Mo family to initially try."
"During the ancient times, the Mo family already existed!" Ye Zhetian was startled. The news was undoubtedly shocking, which shows how long the Mo family has.
It only took thousands of years since the Mohist school of real appearance in history, but Zi Yi said that there had been a Mohist school in the ancient times, and it seemed that it was still a very powerful force.
Henggu is in a hurry. Over the years, many major forces have been destroyed and disappeared into the world overnight. The forces that can survive will definitely be powerful enough to be underestimated.
A fog in front of him blocked the progress of the three of them. However, in Zi Yi's hands, a dilapidated map appeared. This is the branch map of the eight cities in this small world. As an elite disciple of the Mo family, he already has part of the map of the small world.
"Well, it's right, it's here. Only by traveling through this fog can you successfully reach the third city, but there seems to be some uneasy and very dangerous in this fog." Zi Yi looked at the map in his hand and looked into the depths of the fog.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the runes ahead flashed, and a black light rushed out, cutting through the fog, and actually shot directly in the direction where the three of them were.
This was a weapon similar to the shape of a scimitar, with its whole body shiny, and a killing aura spread out from it, making the three of them feel cold behind them.
"The Blade of Hu Fu, breaks the heart and breaks the soul!" Zi Yi was frightened, and then his face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Escape quickly, otherwise we will be dismembered!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Yi moved horizontally, leaving behind a afterimage, and finally cut Zi Yi's shoulder and blood was flowing out.
Seeing this, Tang Chuan and Ye Zhetian immediately looked down, and two bones appeared at the same time, and they hit the light.
"Dou!"
With a loud bang, the scimitar was knocked away. The two bones flew back goldenly and shook up. The Taoist pattern was cracking, and it was actually pushed back by the scimitar.
"This is the weapon of Hu Fu, a disciple of the Mo family. When the sword is there, the sword is there. Now that Hu Fu is not there, it must have fallen. Hu Fu's blade has lost its host. Now it can only wander where Hu Fu died." Zi Yi vomited blood in his mouth, and blood was pouring out on a blood mark of more than ten centimeters on his shoulder.
"Buzz!"
The scimitar did not retreat, but kept turning around the three of them, and finally rushed towards Zi Yi, trying to kill Zi Yi.
"No, I had a grudge with Khu Fu. Now that his weapons are psychic, I want to take revenge!" Zi Yi's face changed again and again, and he had to retreat behind Tang Chuan and Ye Zhetian.
Seeing this, Tang Chuan and Ye Zhetian looked at each other, nodded, and began to rotate quickly around the scimitar, and then began to emit their own Taoist patterns and use bones to suppress the scimitar.
"Buzz!"
The sound was deafening, and it made people's ears bleed. The sword light was like a shadow, waving in this space. The two of them struggled to urge the Taoist bones to collide with the scimitar, and then separated and hit again.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, I saw a young man with a black aura emanating from the scimitar and flew into the hazy area. When he appeared again, he saw a young man with a black aura all over his body walked out.
He held the scimitar, his eyes glowing red, and a trace of thunder intertwined around him, colliding, and the scimitar buzzed and trembled in his hands.
Tang Chuan and Ye Zhetian looked calm, without any joy or worry, and watched quietly, preparing to fight!
There is no doubt that this is terrible. At this moment, Zi Yi's face was pale as white as white paper, and he said with a trembling mouth: "Hu... Hu Fu!"
The young man in black seemed to have killed tens of millions of creatures, and a tragic smell of blood rushed towards him. In an instant, a scene of corpses and seas of blood appeared, strange and terrifying.
"This...this is...?!" Tang Chuan was focused and ready to fight, a little unbelievable that such a scene would happen in front of him.
Ye Zhetian withdrew his bones and said incrediblely: "My God, who is this? Can this be done like this? Is it still a human?"
Tang Chuan looked solemn. The young man had only murderous eyes, like a demon rushing out of hell, as if he was the spokesperson of the demon, and the aura he emitted was heart-pounding!
The young man wrapped in a black breath walked towards the three of them, and their expressions became even more suspicious. Black light flowed out of their bodies, and the glow spread infected the rocks, trees, fallen leaves, etc., and immediately dried up.
Here it is hazy, and a powerful murderous intent spreads out.
"Boom"
Suddenly, the young man moved, like a black cloud dragon, shaking a big wave, rushing forward, surging. In just this moment, the ancient trees dried up under the black waves, died, and turned into loess.
This scene is amazing, like a demon born, everything around is wrapped in black mist, turning into bits of dust on the ground.
"Buzz!"
A palm wrapped in black mist came to me, and the murderous intent was slapped at Tang Chuan. The rocks shattered, and the forests were filled with dust, dazzling light and amazing power.
"Swoosh!"
On the other side, a fair and white hand held a scimitar and turned into a divine sword, slashing towards Ye Zhetian Ziyi and the others, like a divine blade of a god, unstoppable and outrageously powerful.
Tang Chuan did not hide, the Taoist patterns intertwined, the divine light was surging, and four dragon bones hang out from the black cave. Suddenly, the dragon roared through the world, turning into four dragon shadows wrapped in Taoist patterns, and rushed up.