Chapter 629： Talk to 0 Renxue

(One more)

"Outside the world of Douluo Continent, there are many planets, and there are many different kinds of spaces with life forms, and the emergence of space channels may shorten the distance between space and space, and even make two Spaces far away from hundreds of millions of miles are connected through this passage, and in a short time, they can cross into another space through the space tunnel."

"In my opinion, this demon called Illidan should have come to our Douluo Continent world through the space channel."

The leader of the Zhantian Gang talked about it, telling the unknown secrets of this world.

Space channel?

Demon race?

Abyss world?

Hearing these rather novel vocabulary, everyone present flickered, and they secretly calculated whether there was any benefit to plan.

The emergence of a new world represents endless benefits, which is a feast for everyone.

Of course, the premise is that you have the strength to eat.

If the abyss world is all demons of the level of Illidan, you don't need to think so much, wash your necks, and wait for the other side to harvest.

Seeing that everyone was aroused by him, Yang Ming secretly smiled.

His goal is not just to conquer the Martial Soul Palace and rule the entire Douluo Continent. He even wants to expand to the outside world based on this. As for the continent on the other side of the sea, due to the limitations of the times, it is impossible to build a large ocean ship. , Yang Ming can temporarily suppress this ambition.

However, when Yang Ming was walking on the mainland, he had discovered that the cracks leading to the abyss world had already appeared. As long as he, Tang Hao, and Tang Chen worked together, they could open up a spatial channel leading to the abyss world. It was with the help of Illidan's performance to give everyone a prelude.

"Helper, take the liberty to ask, how many powerhouses like Illidan just now, how many are there in the Abyss?"

The time that Emperor Xue Ye chose to ask questions was well grasped, that is, when everyone was aroused by Yang Ming's ambitions and worried that the Abyss World was too strong.

Yang Ming chuckled and said: "Don't worry about this, the deity has already gone to investigate, the powerhouse like Illidan, the abyss world is called the abyss emperor, there are only a few in total."

As for how many people there are, Yang Ming did not say specifically.

But from his understatement, it was obvious that there were not many. Everyone, including Emperor Xue Ye, breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when Yang Ming didn't tell the specific location of the spatial channel, and did not intend to say it, everyone was a little confused.

Isn't the fried Tianbang going to eat alone?

At this moment, everyone seemed to be hot all over by green tea, and they were about to vent, only to find that the other party had run away!

Don't mention how uncomfortable it is!

But none of the people in the court dared to force Yang Ming. The fate of Illidan just now is vivid, and everyone has lingering fears!

Seeing the gang leader returning to his place, the old **** was sitting on the ground, Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, her teeth clenched, and secretly said:

"Abyss World? This is a very important piece of information. I have to find an opportunity to report it."

As for the plan to poison Xue Ye the Great, Xue Qinghe gave up mercilessly.

Because after the episode of Illidan, everyone was not interested in staying, everyone was in a hurry, ready to send their men to explore the possible location of the abyss world.

Of course, their efforts are destined to be in vain.

The reason why Yang Ming was able to perceive the space crack was thanks to his own experience in opening up the world of six reincarnations. Otherwise, even if the peerless Douluo expert stood by the space crack, it would be difficult to detect it.

After all, according to time calculations, each Douluo plot is separated by 10,000 years. The Abyssal World appeared in the third Dragon King legend six thousand three hundred years ago, which is three thousand after the end of the second plot. Seven hundred years later, more than 10,000 years from now.

Only when the crustal movement of the Sun and Moon continent drifts over the sea and collides with the Douluo Continent, will the space cracks be completely torn apart to form a space channel.

Watching Xue Qinghe leave the palace, under the mask of the evil spirit, Yang Ming sneered.

It is also time to solve this hidden danger.

Before no one noticed, the leader of the Zhantian Gang had been lost on the scene.

Xue Qinghe returned to the Prince's Palace, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, biting the tip of the pen with her teeth, recalling every word the Zhantian Gang had just said in her mind, and began to record on the paper.

Her handwriting is beautiful, graceful and smart, which is pleasing to the eye. It is hard to imagine that this is a handwriting written by a girl with a deep mind.

"The writing is good, but it lacks a little domineering."

Xue Qinghe was shocked when Yang Ming's voice appeared from behind his head.

You know, the Prince's Palace is the only place in the palace where the second commander is strict. Even in order to prevent his secrets from leaking out, all the imperial guards selected by Xueqinghe are dead soldiers selected from the Wuhun Temple. Loyalty, telling them to die without blinking their eyes, and at the same time they have a strong strength. Together, they can even resist Titled Douluo for a period of time to gain time for Xue Qinghe to escape.

But now, the guards outside did not give any warning, and the other side appeared silently.

how can that be!

When Xue Qinghe turned around stiffly, he saw a figure in a black robe and a ghost mask.

"It turned out to be Uncle."

Xue Qinghe is worthy of being an old actor. He was quite flustered, and his face remained calm. He said, "Uncle Qinghe appreciates Qinghe's handwriting. It is Qinghe's honor."

Xue Qinghe decided not to mention anything else, and even dared not call anyone in to expel the gang leader of the bombing day. Instead, he tried his best to flatter him. This was simply uncomfortable for Xue Qinghe.

Yang Ming's five claws clutched the mask A light laughter came from under the mask.

"Qian Renxue, now, do you still call me uncle?"

Qian Renxue only felt familiar when she heard Yang Ming's voice.

But when Yang Ming completely took off the mask, Qian Renxue suddenly turned pale when he saw the face that was too familiar.

Yes, Qian Renxue, who was able to maintain her composure all the time when the sky fell, was shocked for the first time at this moment.

Because, even she couldn't think of the fact that the leader of the dignified blasting sky gang, a big figure who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Pope Bibi Dong, and the mysterious person who played the Wuhun Temple in the palm of his hand, has always lived under everyone's eyes.

"It turns out that you are the leader of the Zhantian Gang."

Qian Renxue showed a wry smile at the corner of her mouth, leaned her right hand behind her back, fumbled out the flare, and tried her best to buy time for herself, saying:

"Yang Ming, it's really hard for you to hide from the world, are you going to come to see me joke?"