Seeing that Su Moyu closed the gate of Sansheng Pavilion, Shen Lei outside felt guilty. He didn't know what Su Moyu was doing, so he kept shouting and scolding outside.

But Su Moyu ignored their scolding and just searched back and forth in the small building.

Soon, he looked at the whole Sansheng Pavilion.

The Sansheng pavilion has three floors. Su Moyu looked for a round trip from top to bottom, but the result was extremely disappointed.

The first floor is just some ordinary household furnishings, ordinary, and the second floor is empty, with nothing.

Only a landscape painting hung on the wall on the third floor, but it seemed that the painter stopped writing halfway and did not continue, so the whole painting was incomplete and looked very strange.

But since this thing can be hung in such a place, Su Moyu naturally knew that it must be extraordinary, so he still took it off and put it in his sleeve.

Although he didn't get nothing, the half landscape map obviously couldn't help him out of his current dilemma.

So he had no choice but to return to the next floor.

At this time, the three brothers of the Shen family were still yelling and scolding in front of the door, and now they scolded more ferociously.

Su Moyu doesn't want to waste his energy on them. Anyway, they can't hurt themselves now. Let them go.

After turning around on the first floor, Su Moyu suddenly moved in his heart, raised his head and looked at a candlestick hanging on the wall.

When checking Sansheng Pavilion earlier, Su Moyu didn't care because the candlestick looked ordinary and just like that of ordinary people.

At this moment, I calmed down, but suddenly realized that there was something wrong.

The fairy of magic Taki has disappeared for thousands of years.

In other words, the whole magic palace has been left unattended for more than ten thousand years.

But in such an environment, the candles on the candlestick are burning well, which is very unusual.

Thinking of this, he walked a few steps to the candlestick and reached out to take it off.

But this time, it seemed that the action was a little big. There was some wind on the robe sleeve, and in a moment, the candle at the bottom of the candle was blown out.

At this moment, Su Moyu was stunned again.

"If it were an artifact, how could it be blown out by such a little wind? It seems that I think too much!" he shook his head and said helplessly.

But at this time, as the candle went out, the whole Sansheng pavilion was dark, which made Su Moyu's vision unable to adapt.

When he was stunned, there was a thunder above his head, and then a burning feeling rushed to Su Moyu's body.

"What's the situation?" Su Moyu was stunned. When he looked again, he found that he was no longer in Sansheng Pavilion, and the world around him had changed greatly.

At the moment, flames were flying in the sky and dyed most of the sky red.

Lava flows across the earth, which is hot and dry. At the eye, it is a doomsday scene.

Su Moyu stopped in the air and was stunned for a long time before he recovered.

"Where is this? Why am I here? Do you mean I was transmitted from the magic palace?" he murmured to himself, but he still couldn't figure it out.

The suppression of this heaven and earth on him has disappeared, and obviously he is no longer in the magic palace.

At this time, he suddenly felt a feeling. When he looked up, he saw a man floating in the air with his back to himself.

Su Moyu was full of questions at this time. He finally saw a figure. Naturally, he wanted to ask the other party what the situation was.

So he floated behind the man and said, "excuse me, where is this..."

After he finished, the man in front of him slowly turned back and was stunned when Su Moyu saw each other's face.

Because standing opposite him is himself.

Or as like as two peas.

"You are..."

But before he could finish, the other one over there poked his sword finger at Su Moyu.

"The power of eight yuan? How could it be?" Su Moyu exclaimed, and hurried aside.

The man opposite, not only looks the same as himself, but even his martial arts are the same as himself, which is too strange!

It is said that the eight yuan power should have been refined by himself since ancient times. What is the guy in front of him? How can he use this skill?

Before Su Moyu could recover, the guy opposite him suddenly moved behind him. At the same time, he already had a sword in his hand: Ghost sword, Styx river!

After seeing this scene, Su Moyu's chin almost fell to the ground.

It's not only the power of eight yuan, but also the end of the earth and the Styx sword.

However, the thing that shocked Su Moyu was not over. The other party held the Styx sword and stabbed several swords at him. From the meaning of the sword, it was clearly the most authentic ten broken swords!

Seeing this, Su Moyu was worried and knew he couldn't dodge any more.

He knows the power of these ten swords. If he lets the other party finish the ten swords, he can't bear it.

For a moment, he moved directly behind the other party with his magic power, and took out his Styx sword at the same time.

When!

When the two swords meet, Su Moyu presses the other side's long sword before the other side's ten broken swords take shape.

"Who the hell are you?" Su Moyu said coldly.

At this time, the other party finally said, "I take care of my heart!"

"According to the heart?" Su Moyu frowned, trying to break his head, but he didn't understand what the other party meant.

"I don't care who you are. Tell me where this is and how I can get out!" Su Moyu simply stopped thinking and asked.

At the moment, his most important thing is to go back to the magic palace and bring Lou Lan's soul back, rather than fighting with this strange guy for no reason.

But on the other side, Zhao Xin said coldly, "this is the holy land of practice and the candle shadow world of Huanlong tiannv. If you want to break away from this world, you can only defeat me. However, Zhao Xin is the same as your skills, moves, magical powers and weapons. It's difficult to defeat me!"

Su Moyu was stunned there for a long time before he understood what was going on.

It turned out that under the wrong circumstances, he went into the holy land of the practice of fairy long.

This place is called the candle shadow world. It seems to have something to do with the candlestick I touched before.

If you can't defeat the other party, you will never leave this world.

And this heart is as strong as yourself, that is to say, if you can't break through enough to defeat your original self, you can't leave here.

"Unexpectedly, she made such settings in advance and couldn't go out without making a breakthrough. The fairy dragon was cruel enough to herself. She was worthy of being a figure who could enter the Taishen realm!" Su Moyu frowned.

Indeed, to some extent, it is indeed a holy land for cultivation. It can destroy all its inertia and leave no way back.

But now he has no mind on it.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry, so get away!" Su Moyu shouted violently, and the sword in his hand suddenly came into force.

"Ten swords breaking the world!"

"Ten swords breaking the world!"

Two people shouted out almost at the same time.