City: Cultivating Immortals for a Thousand Years, Returning to Be a Dad

The next night, the various people from the Nether Palace finally arrived near Niutou Mountain.

Since Dragon Soul had already sent a large number of people to guard here, the Nether Palace also changed its plan.

It only asked members above the Grandmaster level to come.

Otherwise, if too many people came, they would only be cannon fodder.

At this moment, the two masked men of the Nether Palace were standing respectfully behind a young man wearing white casual clothes, who was about 1.8 meters tall, had a somewhat feminine appearance, and was full of aristocratic aura.

And this young man had a deep gaze, a faint smile on his lips, and looked ahead.

And in a place that others could not see, a gloomy and cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This young man is the master of the Netherworld Palace - Mu Yunfan.

"My Lord, many powerful people have entered Niutou Mountain before, including Zhuque of Dragon Soul and Fang Tianhua of the Fang family of Sanqin Province.

I believe that with them paving the way ahead, many restrictions in the secret realm have been invalidated, and we can go in.

The only problem is that Xuanwu of Dragon Soul is still guarding outside. In the past two days, if anyone wants to enter, as long as their cultivation level is above the Grandmaster level, they will not stop them.

They just don't let cultivators below the Grandmaster level in.

But I don't know why the other Tian-level forces didn't send anyone this time."

The smiling masked man said respectfully to Mu Yunfan.

Hearing this, Mu Yunfan nodded calmly.

"Dragon Soul must have informed the other major forces, so they won't come back.

And judging from the situation, Dragon Soul's people are probably waiting for us to enter, wanting to catch them in the trap.

But all this was already within my expectations.

As long as we grasp the right measure, we can completely defeat Dragon Soul's people, seize the initiative, and gain the dominance of this secret realm."

"Let's go, enter the secret realm with me and take back the inheritance of our Demon Sect."

After Mu Yunfan finished speaking, he flew directly towards Niutou Mountain.

Others followed closely behind.

Xuanwu, who was originally playing King of Glory with Ye Feng and others, felt the huge aura coming from behind, and his face changed slightly.

Then he launched a crazy surrender.

"Eh? Elder Xuanwu, what are you doing? We are in a big advantage. This ranking..."

Ye Feng looked at the surrendered Xuanwu and asked in confusion.

"Oh, what the hell are you ranking for? Surrender quickly, the people from the Nether Palace are coming!"

Xuanwu said hurriedly.

Sure enough, just after Xuanwu finished speaking, there was a sound of breaking wind in the distance, and then dozens of black shadows flew over.

Seeing the young man leading the group, Xuanwu's face darkened slightly. He didn't expect that the Lord of the Netherworld Palace, Mu Yunfan, would come in person.

Originally, according to their estimation, only an elder of the Netherworld Palace would lead the team this time.

He and Zhuque were enough to deal with it.

It seems that they still underestimated what this demon Taoist left behind.

"Quick, form a formation!"

Xuanwu immediately shouted to the Dragon Soul team members.

He was not Mu Yunfan's opponent, and with Zhuque, it would be good to be able to tie with the opponent.

Now that Zhuque was gone, he didn't dare to be arrogant at all.

After hearing Xuanwu's words, the Dragon Soul people also reacted.

In an instant, they stood in their respective positions, ready to form a special formation.

This formation was created by the previous Xuanwu elder, called the Black Turtle Formation.

With himself as the center of the formation, with the help of the power of the earth, the other team members will help him condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Form a huge black tortoise shield.

As long as the center of the formation is not broken, all the team members are safe.

After condensing the black tortoise shield, Xuanwu's defense will be greatly enhanced, so even if the opponent is a strong man at the level of martial saint subversion, it is difficult to break the black tortoise shield easily.

At the same time, the team members in the formation can also carry out long-range attacks from time to time to harass the enemy.

However, this formation is not without shortcomings. One of its biggest shortcomings is that it cannot move.

Once the formation is formed, it can only stay here and can't go anywhere, so it is only suitable for defense.

This is no problem for Longhun, after all, their purpose is to prevent the Nether Palace from entering.

And after Zhuque entered, Xuanwu immediately asked for help from the headquarters. Elder Baihu was on his way. As long as Elder Baihu arrived.

In addition, Zhuque came out from inside, and three strong men at the late stage of martial saint level were here.

Even the Nether Palace can only temporarily avoid the edge.

But it seems that Mu Yunfan had already anticipated this situation.

He waved his hand.

The smiling masked man, the angry masked man, and a man who looked a little sick came forward.

Just when the Dragon Soul team members were wondering what they were going to do.

Xuanwu's pupils shrank, and he shouted: "Quick, everyone, block your hearing!"

But it was still a step too late.

The smiling masked man suddenly laughed up to the sky.

"Ah... Haha..."

"Hahaha..."

And the angry masked man also roared towards the sky: "Woo waa ... I also wanted to roar.

The impact of the two extreme emotions made them extremely painful. They couldn't help but cover their heads and their eyes were red.

What's worse, they spit out blood directly.

Seeing this scene, Xuanwu shouted: "Wake up!"

After that, he drew his finger and a stream of blood appeared between his fingers.

Then he flicked his finger, and the blood instantly passed through the void and dripped on the eyebrows of each member of the Dragon Soul.

The next moment, all the team members suddenly regained their consciousness, but they were still terrified.

Fortunately, although they received such a mental attack, the formation was still not broken.

Still maintaining defense.

Otherwise, just based on that moment just now, they would probably all be slaughtered by the people of the Nether Palace.

At this moment, on the side of the Nether Palace, the sick man seemed to have completed his seal.

He opened his mouth and spit out a puff of white smoke, which instantly enveloped the Dragon Soul team members.

Being in the white smoke, the members of the Dragon Soul team suddenly felt dizzy.

Then, they seemed to see countless enemies rushing towards them from all directions.

"It's an illusion, everyone stay calm! They can't break our formation!"

Seeing this, Xuanwu shouted immediately.

He clearly saw that several team members were controlled by illusions and almost hurt other teammates.

And at this moment, the formation suddenly loosened a little.

"Go!"

Mu Yunfan shouted loudly and rushed in at this moment.