sun devour

Chapter 242

The mountains were cut off from the middle, and the terrain was potholed. The glorious holy land in the past is now a dead place. Amidst the mournful screams of the resentful spirits, it is a little more gloomy.

"laugh!"

Amid the sound of piercing the sky, a white figure rushed towards from a distance.

Standing on a broken peak, Yu Xiaojie settled down.

Looking around, he found no sign of anyone, so he lowered his body and landed beside the deep pit.

After taking a few steps, a gray awn covered the pupils, looking into the black abyss, it seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

"Can't see clearly?"

Yu Xiaojie looked puzzled, and his heart jumped a beat for no reason.

With a thought, the divine thought spread out and spread towards the abyss.

Three hundred feet...

Five hundred feet...

There was still nothing, but Yu Xiaojie's cheeks were covered with sweat. For some reason, it spread further down, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

It was pitch black, silent, and deep in the cold, with faint ghostly air slowly lingering, and there was no sound.

Darker than darkness, a flickering black cloud floats above these gloomy underworld qi.

The black cloud rolled continuously, as if there were countless devils living in it.

Inside the black cloud is a hell, full of wreckage and sea of ​​blood.

One by one, the grieving spirits opened their black-painted mouths and howled mournfully, adding a sense of aura to this hell.

A pitch-black palace stands above these wreckages, and wisps of dark energy seep directly into the palace from the bottom.

"Bang!"

The gate of the palace was opened abruptly, and the wraiths outside ran wildly in all directions.

A suction force was formed suddenly, each of the resentful spirits struggled, but they couldn't break away from the shackles of this suction force, howled fiercely, and were sucked into the palace.

"Bang!"

The door closed again, and a pair of faint blood-red eyes flashed inside.

A thousand feet...

One thousand three hundred feet...

This abyss seems to have no bottom, and it is impossible to reach the bottom even if it is more than a thousand feet.

Yu Xiaojie was very laborious. He patted each piece of wood-patterned jade on his body for free, and from time to time he took a piece of Xuan-level jade.

Black clouds billowed, and as soon as Yu Xiaojie's divine sense came here, it was blocked and could not penetrate inside.

"what?"

As soon as his heart became ruthless, his spiritual thoughts turned into needles and stabbed at the black cloud.

Wreckage, a sea of ​​blood, countless pairs of green eyes.

"Where is that place!"

In addition, Yu Xiaojie's face turned pale with the information fed back by his spiritual sense, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

"Wow!"

As soon as Yu Xiaojie's divine sense came here, all the green eyes stared at him, and then, all the resentful spirits jumped up and rushed towards this small spot.

"presumptuous!"

An incomparably cold, cold snort that could freeze a person's soul resounded suddenly, and Yu Xiaojie's spiritual thoughts were also crushed.

"what!!!"

Yu Xiaojie covered his head with both hands, and roared miserably, his face was also in severe pain from the sea of ​​consciousness, the pain was a little hideous.

With trembling hands, he patted three grain jades on his body, and after taking two drops of spiritual milk, Yu Xiaojie felt a little clear-headed.

"That voice..." Just thinking about it, Yu Xiaojie felt chills all over his body, his hands and feet were cold.

"palace?"

At the moment when the divine sense was crushed, a palace seemed to exist on the wreckage.

"Who is so bold!"

The cold voice sounded over the ruins as if coming from hell.

Under the abyss, black clouds rolled and spread rapidly towards the top.

"Boy, hurry up!" The anxious voice of the old man Yusheng resounded in Xiaojie's consciousness.

"Don't stay, rush to that city!"

Yu Xiaojie also felt very bad, the bad premonition in his heart broke out completely, without the old man's reminder, he didn't dare to neglect, and rushed towards the direction of Shacheng without looking back.

"poison!"

Not long after he left, a black mushroom cloud burst out from the abyss.

"Who is challenging my patience?!"

The cold voice roared out with a hint of anger.

A series of sound waves visible to the naked eye gradually spread, and spread throughout the entire Moyuan area in the blink of an eye.

Hearing this sound, Yu Xiaojie rushed desperately, leaving only a white afterimage in the void.

The cold voice directly resounded from the bottom of the heart, shaking the soul. Countless treasure hunters were startled and looked towards the source of the voice.

The pitch-black, solid black clouds covered the radiance of the scorching sun on the sky, and the whole world was plunged into darkness.

"Wow!"

Wraiths came out of the deep pit one by one, howling shrillly.

"not good!"

The faces of these treasure hunters changed drastically, and no one could have imagined that this would change suddenly.

"what!!!"

Immediately, screams resounded everywhere in the wilderness.

The wraiths lit up their green eyes, opened their big black mouths, and ruthlessly charged at all creatures with soul fluctuations.

No matter what it is, as long as there are creatures with souls, they will never let them go!
The day suddenly turned into night, and the whole Moyuan was alarmed.

A series of figures emerged from the city's manor into the sky, looking at the dark clouds over the ruins in the distance, their faces changed drastically.

"Who messed with that big thing!"

Yu Xiaojie was among the treasure hunters and entered the sand city together. He did not return to the inn, but stood in a tall building, watching the movement of the sky from a distance.

"Hiss...what the hell is going on, why is it getting dark?"

People everywhere in the city asked this question, but no one understood what happened.

"Wow!"

In the wilderness, there were mournful howls, and the other people were panicked.

"Get up!"

The loud voice spread throughout the city.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

Rays of light burst out from the city, gradually condensing into an inexplicable large formation.

The city within the coverage of the large array is like a small scorching sun, so the resentful spirits dare not approach, they can only watch from a distance and howl at the city.

"The texture of this large formation..."

Yu Xiaojie closed his eyes, his spiritual thoughts spread out, covering the whole city, and the pattern of the inexplicable formation above the city gradually appeared in his mind.

"Master!" A figure rushed towards Yu Xiaojie.

"Master, fortunately you are all right."

Looking at Yu Xiaojie with a calm face, Di Wei let out a long sigh of relief.

"what happened?"

"No, I thought the master went out again, but it turns out there is no one," said, scratching his head intimidatingly.

The corner of Yu Xiaojie's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Of course he wouldn't say, you guessed right, and I was the one who provoked this matter.

"Master, there seems to be something wrong. Why did it suddenly get dark?" Di Wei had been staying at the inn, so he didn't know what was going on outside.

"Look at that." Yu Xiaojie pointed to the dark cloud that covered the sky.

"What is that?!" Di Wei's pupils opened suddenly, his face showing fear.

(End of this chapter)