Eternal Demon King

Tongtian Island has been a forbidden place since ancient times, which is prohibitive.

But now, in order to climb the road of kings and get the legendary inheritance of the fairy king, the characters of all parties can't care so much.

It can be said that people can be seen everywhere on Tongtian Island today, and there are geniuses gathering inside, hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

Even in the outer areas, you can see many unfamiliar faces from time to time.

The warriors from the Great Heaven Realm and even the Lower Realm come one after another, and the number of masters on the island will only increase.

Of course, it is up to their own abilities to survive or not.

Without a certain strength, it would be difficult to fly over the East China Sea, let alone reach Tongtian Island.

Even on the island, it is difficult to move an inch, and every step you take, the danger will increase by one point.

Just like Yang Xuan and his party, even if they were on the outer island, they unfortunately encountered a wave of worms attacking. Very embarrassed.

And there are also advantages. Almost right after this wave of worms left, the next journey was surprisingly peaceful. After a careful look, even the thick and persistent fog between heaven and earth has faded a lot.

It's true that the worms are bloodthirsty, but they feed on fog as their main food. Wherever the worms pass by in groups, they will also swallow a lot of fog, which is a good thing for those who survive.

In any case, the lightening of the fog is conducive to moving forward, but Tongtian Island is really too big, at least tens of thousands of miles in radius. Insanity, beyond redemption.

"With such a big island, I don't know if there are people living on it?"

Yang Xuan hurried along the road, and seemed to be talking to himself, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Yue Wuyin beside him.

Yue Wuyin is a native of the Great Heaven Realm and a true disciple of a famous sect. He is naturally the most familiar with Tongtian Island, and maybe he knows something.

"Brother Yang said that, I really think of such a person."

Yue Wuyin thought about it.

"Who is it? It's unbelievable to survive on Tongtian Island!"

Ziyi Hou was astonished. The dense fog on Tongtian Island was very terrifying. It was said that these people might not have any problems for a while, but if they stayed for too long, they would definitely be eroded by the fog.

"This person used to be the master of a certain Taoist temple, and was respected by the world as a mad Taoist. He belonged to the same era as Gudi and Dameng Zhenren. According to legend, hundreds of years ago, someone saw the mad Taoist from a distance. The figure appeared on Tongtian Island, and there has always been a rumor about the madman."

Yue Wuyin paused, and seeing everyone looking at him, was obviously aroused by curiosity.

"Brother Wuyin, let's talk, everyone is listening." Yan Jun couldn't bear it any longer. He and Yue Wuyin had known each other since they were young. They had the best relationship and spoke most casually.

Unlike Liang Xu, Gu Ronghua, and Pang Tong, they admire Yue Wuyin more, and making friends with Yue Wuyin is also planning for the future.

Yue Wuyin is not only the true disciple of Feiyue Building, but also the most important person of the owner of Feiyue Building. Once the current owner of Feiyue Building abdicates, Yue Wuyin may take over the position of Feiyue Building.

Let me ask, who wouldn't want to befriend such a young genius who is destined to be extraordinary?

Under the gazes of one after another, Yue Wuyin couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and then continued to speak: "It is rumored that the mad Taoist has not died, and has been cultivating on Tongtian Island, and his people are sometimes normal and sometimes crazy."

"I'm afraid it's not caused by the fog."

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he didn't think that a madman would be confused by the fog. A little fog would definitely not pose a threat to a strong man like a madman.

"It's not caused by the fog, in fact, mad people have also embarked on the road of kings, and it is after coming down from the road of kings that they become less normal, and it is because of this that people are called mad people. "

When Yue Wuyin said this, he also said some rumors about the road of kings.

According to rumors, the road to the king has been opened twice in total.

For the first time, the ancient books were vague, and there were very few people who knew the truth, very few.

The second time was recorded in detail in many ancient books. It is said that at that time, several people had boarded the road of kings. As for whether or not they had crossed the road of kings, it is unknown if they obtained the inheritance of Immortal King Zixiao.

Although it is reported that the ancient emperor and the real Dameng had each obtained a kind of inheritance of the fairy king at that time, only the parties knew whether it was true or not.

After a long time, Yue Wuyin concluded: "In short, the road of kingship is not easy to walk, and there are great dangers on it, as strong as a mad Taoist existence, I am afraid that I have suffered some kind of terrible mental trauma, and I will end up in a half-crazy, half-insane sadness. end."

"I don't think he is really crazy. He has been staying on Tongtian Island, and he must be looking for an opportunity to step on the road of kings again and find a way of liberation."

As soon as Yang Xuan finished speaking, he saw countless people appearing in front of them, all of them standing there and pointing at the front for a while, talking in a low voice.

Yang Xuan's ears were sharp, and he heard someone say, "Who is that person? Could it be that someone from the senior generation has been eroded by the fog."

"If that's the case, let's go quickly. In the face of an old man who is about to fall into madness, we can only wait to die."

"Be quiet, this person is not an ordinary person. If I read correctly, he is the rumored madman."

There were not a lot of people who spoke. As someone mentioned the title of a madman, a group of people were collectively silent, daring not to utter a single word.

A mad Taoist is not scary in normal times, but if a mad Taoist is in a state of madness, it is extremely terrifying. God knows if he can keep his senses. If he can't, it will be a murder for everyone. People are spared.

"Crazy Daoist!"

Yang Xuan's ears are good, and Yue Wuyin and the others' ears are not bad. Everyone listened to the crowd's conversation, and their eyes showed a touch of surprise. It seems that no one thought that they would meet the legendary mad Taoist here. figure.

"Let's... do we want to go over and take a look?"

Xu Yang asked hesitantly, with curiosity and a hint of fear in his heart.

"Since I have encountered it, how can I avoid it? I want to go and see what this so-called madman looks like."

Yang Xuan has always been bold, and although he was a little nervous, he still took a step forward and walked towards the gathering place in the distance.

There are many onlookers in front, although many people are slowly evacuating, but there are still many people who choose to stay, watching one person attentively.

It was an old man, sitting all alone on a rock that was almost weathered.

Lao Dao was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, and his white hair became more and more messy as the wind blew. .

These weather-beaten eyes did not transmit any divine light, but they were also so attractive. Instead of looking at each other, there would be a kind of heartbeat that almost burst out.