"Brother Chonglou, what are you doing?"

See Chonglou suddenly jump towards a silver space vortex.

Everyone was a little bit panicked.

Although the present Chonglou is just the soul of Chonglou.

But this kind of action is also a little too terrible.

Everyone thinks that the silver space vortex is full of danger.

Chonglou's arm was twisted just now.

Now I dare to take such a risk, even if there is no real danger.

But the pain of soul feedback can still be felt directly.

A whole body tearing pain, directly spread all over the body.

That kind of pain made everyone scream.

But after the scream, people suddenly found that the surrounding space is not so dark.

It's beautiful.

It seems that everyone has come to a cliff.

Turn around and see, isn't that the mountain they are climbing?

However, the cliff is the part of the sky.

No one can see the top of the mountain.

Now I found out that the towering cliff looks like this.

Small wooden house, stone table, stone chair.

On the side of the cliff, there was a middle-aged man in black.

The man saw Chonglou, but looked at it curiously.

"Master phantom?"

Chonglou directly and respectfully called to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Well."

"You're a smart little guy."

"To be here."

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Master."

"I was able to come here because of my elders' advice and some luck."

"If I'm not lucky, I'm afraid I was killed by the space vortex left by my predecessors when I was on the hillside just now."

Chonglou said with a smile.

"Even if you have the guidance of your elders, it's strength to be here."

"If you don't have the help of others and luck, you can't take a long-term road."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

He sat down at the stone table and poured a glass of wine.

The color of the drink is silver, which is very strange.

The middle-aged man made a gesture of please to Chonglou.

In principle, Chonglou should not drink this wine in the state of soul.

But Chonglou drank it.

"Master phantom, what's going on?"

"I'm just a state of soul, so..."

"No, it's not wine."

Chonglou found that there was a special energy in his body.

"It's not wine, of course."

"You are the first one to come here, and of course you will be rewarded."

"Little guy, the people who come to my dark door are all for my chance."

"My secret to fame, the phantom of darkness."

"If you can't control the power of space," the phantom of darkness "can't be refined."

"The glass of wine you just drank is the source of the power of space."

"Besides, there is also the martial arts enlightenment of practicing the shadow of darkness."

"My little experience."

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Although the middle-aged man said so, Chonglou knew that the middle-aged man did not fully explain it.

The cultivation of "the shadow of darkness" should not rely on the power of space.

"That, master phantom."

"You see, I have some friends."

"Can you help me?"

Chonglou said with a smile.

"You want to be beautiful, boy."

"I've got a share of the power of my space."

"It's a reward for people who come here for the first time."

"As for others, only after breaking through the holy land can they practice my shadow of darkness."

"Of course, it's OK to start practicing now. It's just that we can't make the phantom of darkness a success."

"It's a little bit of a hassle to control space."

A middle-aged man, another way.