sun devour

Chapter 283

Inside the ruins, the dark wind blew violently, the wraith howled, and the pair of green eyes made people tremble.

The pattern jade is being used at a fast speed, even though Li Tianlong and six pattern pattern masters have been refining it all the time, it cannot support such consumption.

Moreover, their success rate is not high, and they often have to refine a few pieces before they can refine again.

As a result, the circle of resentful spirits got closer and closer, and hundreds of people also retreated and retreated, shrinking into a very small circle.

"Boom!"

He smashed out the two Wenyu in his hand again, startled the approaching Wraith, and Yu Xiaofeng also had a worried look on his face.

"Why aren't you here?"

"Crack!"

The sound of breaking glass suddenly sounded from behind, almost at the same time, everyone turned their heads to look.

Following the sound, the pitch-black vortex stopped moving, and several figures flashed in.

The eleven holy sons to be elected floated in the air, and Wenyu flew out of their sleeves like meteors falling, and smashed towards the group of resentful spirits in the distance. Suddenly, flames were everywhere, and the resentful spirits howled mournfully and fled in all directions.

The incident happened very quickly, almost in an instant, and the temporary crisis was lifted.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, someone flew towards the black hole.

"boom!"

The black hole was like a rock, the man bumped his head into it and passed out directly.

"what happened?"

The situation of several people in a row immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even the faces of the vain eleven candidates for the election became a little ugly.

"Chichi!"

A few more figures flashed in from the outside, and everyone was puzzled. Seeing that everyone's expressions were wrong, those people seemed to know what was going on, and stepped aside.

A holy son to be elected fell down, stepped to the front of the black hole, stretched out his hand against the black hole, and his face suddenly changed.

"This is impossible!"

This pitch-black hole actually gave him a cold and substantial feeling.

"boom!"

He punched the black hole with a backhand, and the force of the rebound made him take several steps back, with an expression of astonishment.

"How could this be?"

Everyone was shocked, and the candidates to be elected also fell down one after another.

"Boom!"

The flames were splashing everywhere, deafening, but the black hole was still calm, not even a ripple.

After a period of time, even if people don't want to admit it, they must admit that this black hole can only enter but not exit!

After the bombardment of the eleven candidates for election, the hope in everyone's hearts quickly turned into despair.

"Wow!"

The resentful spirit howled, so terribly that it made everyone tremble in their hearts.

No one went out, but people kept coming in. There were more and more people at the door, at least thousands of people.

"How to do?"

Yanxi's candidate for the Holy Son spoke.

"What else can I do? Go find spiritual milk!"

The Son of Ten Thousand Demons to be elected snorted coldly, jumped up, and swept towards the depths, followed by a group of elite disciples of Ten Thousand Demons.

He wasn't too worried. As the Holy Land's candidate, he believed that the Holy Land would send someone to solve it.

"Chichi!"

Immediately there was a burst of sound, and as soon as the crisis of the siege of the resentful spirits came into contact, these people's hearts began to become impetuous again. Thinking of the effect of the spiritual milk, they might even lose their lives.

Yanxi's holy son to be elected also walked towards Yu Xiaofeng and his party.

When his gaze fell on Yu Xiaofeng, his abrupt pupils lit up suddenly, and he immediately let go of his worries.

"Hey, that monster should come."

Thinking about it, he had some expectations in his heart.

"go!"

Under his leadership, Juefeng and his party followed him and walked towards the depths together.

After a while, there were not many people in the crowded cave. From time to time, a figure flashed in, without staying, and directly flashed towards the depths.

With the speed of Zun-level space jump, Yu Xiaojie rushed to Yubei very quickly.

In mid-air, the two stopped.

Gray glow flooded his pupils, and Yu Xiaojie looked directly at the black hole.

It was pitch black, as boundless as the starry sky, and he couldn't see the bottom at all, making it impossible for him to gain insight into the situation inside.

With a slight breath, Yu Xiaojie pulled Yi Ziyan down.

"The holy sons to be elected in the major holy places have been in for ten days, why is there no movement at all?"

Several people standing at the entrance of the cave were chatting.

"not"

"That's impossible. The great candidates for election, how powerful they are, how could they fall." The man kept shaking his head in denial.

"Then how do you explain, so many people went in, why didn't anyone come out?"

Hearing this discussion, Yu Xiaojie frowned immediately.

"Several, hasn't this crisis been resolved?" Yu Xiaojie asked politely.

Those people looked Yu Xiaojie up and down, slightly puzzled.

How did this ordinary person get here?

"The crisis was indeed resolved ten days ago, but so many people went in within these ten days, but no one came out. Do you think it's strange?" Seeing Yi Ziyan's imperceptible aura, one person couldn't help but wonder. Very politely replied.

"No one came out?"

Yu Xiaojie's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, something must have happened inside again.

Just as he was thinking, a figure dressed in black fell directly from the sky, and the afterimage flashed and entered the black hole.

"That man is so strong!"

Although it was only for a moment, Yu Xiaojie felt that the man gave him a dangerous signal.

Yu Xiaojie didn't stop, and dragged Yi Ziyan into the black hole.

After he left, several figures flashed in.

The gloomy environment is exactly the same as the remote night, with the fire and howls of wraiths everywhere.

Turning his hands over, he held more than a dozen grain jades in his hands. He stood up, his gray pupils sparkling, as if they could see through everything.

In the center of the ruins, a pitch-black hall stands. Thousands of people have gathered at the gate, all of whom are disciples of the Holy Land. Others can only watch from a distance.

Almost the entire ruins were searched, but no one found a drop of spiritual milk, only this palace, no one has ever entered.

Of course, it's not that I don't want to go in, but that I can't.

In the pitch-black palace, the invisibly exuded deep cold made people's souls tremble, and the gates were closed tightly. Under the impact of the vitality and light dragons, there was no damage at all.

"The spiritual milk is inside."

Most people think so.

The eleven holy sons to be selected also shot one after another, and more than a hundred dragons of vitality and light flew together, and violently bombarded the gate.

"Boom!"

The energy was rebounded, the tide swept across, and everyone was pushed back several miles involuntarily.

After the flames passed, the pitch-black door also changed.

"Wow."

An incomparably ferocious resentful spirit's head appeared, dragging its invisible body, and charged at the crowd with a grinning face.

(End of this chapter)