After Zhao Fan and the little savage were swallowed into the dark vortex, they were trapped in a black hall.
There is no second color here.
Looking around, everything inside and outside the hall is black.
It truly interprets darkness to the fullest.
And beside the table in front of you.
A figure hugged his head in depression.
Who else can it be if it weren’t Nuanyang Daojun?
Zhao Fan and the little savage looked at the former.
"Brother Nuanyang, we're meeting again."
"What a coincidence."
Their laughter fell into each other's ears.
Nuanyang Daojun trembled, raised his head and asked in surprise: "Two old men, are you also forcibly swallowed by the dark vortex?"
"no."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "It wants to be strong, but we have resisted it with our true body of light and shadow. Didn't you hold on?"
Nuanyang Daojun widened his eyes.
It's unfair!
Whether it is the Chaos Dao Body Deity or the Light and Shadow Deity, there is almost a difference.
Why is it that I was forcibly swallowed in?
"I see!"
The little savage analyzed: "Brother Cai and I are two. And you only have one, so naturally you can't fight against the dark vortex."
“It makes sense.”
The Nuanyang Daojun felt that he was much more balanced, so he nodded and said, "Whirlpool of Light, we are going in to inherit it, and now it is a dark vortex. Should we need another shadow master?"
"You are pretty, but you think more beautiful."
The little savage smiled and said, "All darkness has eternal power, and they are still alive."
Zhao Fan also smiled and said, "Even if there is, it's not our turn. Brother Zhibai is the son of darkness."
"Zhibai? Which one?" Nuanyang said that he didn't understand why.
Zhao Fan introduced it.
"Awesome, this is definitely a peerless genius in the past, but unfortunately he is with you." Nuanyang Daojun exclaimed: "But, the Hongmo Realm has become more ridges because of you."
Not long after.
A solid black shadow appeared opposite them.
"You are the consciousness of the dark vortex?" Zhao Fan asked.
"yes……"
The darkness on the shadow vibrated and made a sound.
"Let's showdown, let's invite us here to talk about something." Nuanyang Daojun asked angrily.
"I invited the two of them to come, and you were forced to come."
The black shadow said.
"Depend on!"
Nuanyang Daojun was so angry. As for the emphasis that he emphasized so clearly?
I don't want to be face-saving?
He pointed at the shadow with anger, "Please pay attention to the wording, you attacked me while I was alone!"
Zhao Fan and the little savage couldn't help laughing.
"Then I'll talk about the serious business."
The black shadow no longer quarreled with the Nuanyang Daojun, but said, "You... have you obtained the inheritance of Allah Light?"
"How did you know?" Zhao Fan asked.
"I am the Heart of Darkness. In the realm of the Temple of Darkness, nothing can be hidden from me."
The black shadow said in a voice: "And I sensed that the appearance of the blazing vortexes one after another, bringing you three into it. Although I don't know what it is, just looking at the blazing vortex, I can feel my father's breath."
"The breath of father?"
They looked at each other.
"There is light first, then darkness."
The black shadow said slowly, "I appeared because of the appearance of Allah of Light, so he is my father, and I am the son of light."
Zhao Fan widened his eyes. He had just thought about various possible situations, such as the inconsistent situation between the black shadow and the light Allah.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a logical father-son relationship.
Of course, it is impossible to know whether Lord Guangming admits that he has such a strange son.
"Then what is your relationship with that person in the Dark Palace?" The little savage asked curiously.
"He is him, I am me."
The black shadow said: "It doesn't matter."
Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment and said, "Why have all those who survived from you become preparatory elders of the Dark Palace?"
"Because the creatures who can pass my test are all rare talents in the Dark Way."
Black Shadow explained: "After all, I am optimistic about it first, swallowed it up, and eliminated a large number of people who can survive after they can survive."
"Then what's your purpose?"
Nuanyang Daojun asked in confusion: "Since it doesn't matter, I'm just a waste of time to reserve talents for the Dark Palace?"
"Don't talk, I don't want to listen."
The black shadow said: "Only those who are invited by me can be qualified to communicate with me."
"What do I do!"
Nuanyang Daojun is furious.
"Well, Brother Nuanyang, carved, carved." Zhao Fan smiled and asked the former again.
The black shadow then explained: "Although those creatures have passed my test, there is no one who has the conditions to shoulder the mission of darkness. He has only wanted to rely on himself and finally became Allah of Darkness, so he has nothing to do with me. I want to cultivate a messenger of darkness, which can help him achieve eternal power!"