The Ghost King pulled Huang Xiao into his arms, patted Huang Xiao's fragrant back, and comforted him softly: "Xiao Xiao, don't cry, Aunt Mei won't tell your father!"
Huang Xiao shrugged his shoulders slightly and sobbed softly, "Thank you, Aunt Mei!" After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the Ghost King with tears in his eyes, "Aunt Mei, only you and I know about this, please don't tell anyone else!" If the Ghost King was
If I tell others about this, I'm afraid I won't be able to see anyone.
The Demon King looked at the little girl with tear stained face in front of him. He felt extremely fond of her and said in his heart: "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry. For such a big thing, Aunt Mei must let your father know. Aunt Mei is afraid of you."
Killing that bastard didn't kill him, but trapped him."
In a richly decorated stone room.
"What?" An angry voice sounded in the stone room, which sounded a little creepy and made people's hearts tremble involuntarily.
"You said, Xiaoxiao was scorned by that boy Chen Jinyuan?" The rage in Huang Biluo's heart at this time could not be described in words. The muscles on his ghostly face were trembling, making it even more sinister. It is unimaginable.
What kind of thing could expose this innate master who is the leader of a sect like this?
"Sect Master!" The Ghost King was also sweating profusely at this time. Although he had a special relationship with Huang Biluo, facing the furious Huang Biluo at this time was also stressful, "Xiaoxiao told me personally. Judging from her expression, no
There will be falsehoods, and looking at Xiaoxiao’s appearance, I’m afraid that he will turn from hatred to love..."
"Huh! Chen Jinyuan!" Huang Biluo's eyes flashed with murderous intent. His precious daughter was frivolous by other men. If he didn't express anything, then would he still be worthy of being a father? "Mei Niang, you know what to do!"
The coldness in the voice made people shudder.
The Ghost King had a sly smile on his face, "Haha, don't worry, Master, Mei Niang also wants to meet this young man. Who gave him such courage to invade our Xiaoxiao."
"Tomorrow, our sect will take Yue Xin into the Holy Land of Yin and Yang and take out the 'Six Paths of Reincarnation Jue'. We can't spare it for the time being, so I'll leave this matter to you. I've seen Chen Jinyuan. He's not an ordinary person. This kid must be carrying a lot of burdens.
He holds a huge secret, otherwise it would be impossible for his martial arts to reach such a high level at such a young age, so don’t rush to kill him. If possible, investigate clearly first!" Huang Biluo thought for a while, then suddenly turned around and faced
The King of Ghosts.
"I got it, sect leader!" Phantom Wang Fengmu smiled affectionately, and Huang Biluo's powerful mind was actually in a trance.
Yin Yang Holy Land.
The Holy Land of Yin and Yang mentioned by Huang Biluo is actually a relic left by the Yin and Yang family. It is located below the 18th floor in the hinterland of the mountain. It is very secret. Except for the leader of the Ghost Sect, no one from the Huangquan Ghost Sect is qualified to enter. However, today
There are exceptions.
Below the 18th floor.
This place seems to be a huge ** space, so empty that it is indescribable, as if it is another world. What is surprising is that it is underground, but the light is still bright, just like the ground. What you can see is full of yellow sand.
It's like entering the Sahara Desert, with the sky above your head, and the silence all around. It's so quiet that it makes people feel a little scary. If a person were placed here, he would probably die of loneliness due to the boundless loneliness.
"Little girl, follow me closely, don't run around!" Two figures were walking in the desert, it was Huang Biluo and Tang Yuexin. In this endless sea of sand, the two of them were like droplets in the ocean, as if they could be there at any time.
Will be drowned by the yellow sand as far as the eye can see.
"Yes! Master!" Tang Yuexin had a small backpack on her shoulders. She nodded when she heard this, but her face was cold and she seemed more victorious than before.
"This is a relic left by the Yin Yang family. During the Warring States Period, the yellow sand formation laid out by the ancestors. If I hadn't taken it with me, I would have been lost in this endless sea of sand and either died of thirst or starved to death! So I must
Follow closely!" Huang Biluo reiterated very carefully. After finally finding such a disciple with outstanding qualifications, Huang Biluo could not help but suffer any harm.
Tang Yuexin heard this and followed a few steps closely.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the two of them suddenly noticed that the sky above their heads suddenly darkened, which was very depressing. There was a whistling wind in their ears. Huang Biluo was startled and looked up, seeing a gray area in the distance and a rumbling sound.
There was a continuous explosion, as if a group of wild beasts were approaching quickly.
Huang Biluo's pupils shrank and she shouted loudly: "Little girl! Come behind me quickly!"
Tang Yuexin was shocked when she saw the terrifying scene in front of her. How could she not know what was happening? They had encountered the most terrifying sandstorm in the desert. This yellow sand formation is a large formation that protects the Holy Land of Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang
The Patriarch is a super powerful man with extraordinary strength. The formation he set up is not an illusion. The things it shows are extremely real. In other words, if it were buried underground by this sandstorm, then this place would really be
Your burial place.
Tang Yuexin did not dare to neglect, took a few steps quickly and hid behind Huang Biluo.
Huang Biluo looked solemnly at the sand dust that was quickly approaching her. There was a rumbling sound in her ears. The dust in the sky seemed like the end of the world, giving people a feeling that the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The strong wind was blowing.
Carrying countless amounts of sand hit her face, which hurt, and she was so confused that she could hardly open her eyes. Moreover, Huang Biluo could feel that a bigger sandstorm was approaching quickly. Even if Huang Biluo was such a tyrannical person,
My heart couldn't help but beat wildly. This was something I had never encountered before when I came in.
"Is it true that only the sect master can enter the Yin-Yang Holy Land?" Huang Biluo secretly complained in her heart. She had never encountered such a situation before when she came in alone, but this time she was a little hasty in bringing Tang Yuexin in.
"Little girl, stay here and don't move!" Huang Biluo said loudly to Tang Yuexin behind him. Then, with his cloak fluttering, he took two steps forward and was hundreds of meters away. He jumped and floated in the air.
Half empty.
"drink!"
Tang Yuexin stood hundreds of meters behind Huang Biluo. The strong wind made her unable to stand still. The wild sand seemed to drown her. Everything in front of her eyes was yellow. Huang Biluo's figure could not be seen at all. She could only hear the sound in the distance.
There was a loud shout, and immediately, Tang Yuexin felt that the storm was slowly weakening and getting smaller. She looked up in surprise, with shock that could not be concealed in her eyes. The storm ahead continued, but there seemed to be a huge giant in front of her.
The invisible shield is blocking the progress of the sand and dust.
Huang Biluo stood in the air, his sleeves bulging, and his cloak and hat were blown to the back of his head. The strong wind blew Huang Biluo's black hair back and danced backwards. A pair of bloody hands pushed forward, and a huge one with a radius of several feet
The blood-colored Tai Chi yin and yang pattern is constantly rotating. Within hundreds of meters around the Tai Chi pattern, an invisible wall of air seems to have appeared, trying its best to block the terrifying yellow sand in the sky.
"He is resisting the sky with all his strength!" Tang Yuexin was shocked. Huang Biluo actually resisted the terrifying sandstorm with one person's strength.