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How many people can resist the killing of the flag of fire?

But he didn't seem to be a bit nervous, and his whole body was filled with indifference.

Boom!

At this time, a sound of thunder reverberated, and the coffin broke through the blockade of the flaming flag.

People were awe inspiring, and some people began to chase down.

The spring of the yellow spring appears, the flow of the crash, the void is broken, filled with a terrible breath, the breath is very cold, give a person a feeling of going to hell.

This is not the first time coffin on the road, some strong speculated that it seems to be looking for something.

Purple leaves open her eyes.

The man looks back subconsciously.

Roar!

There is a demon family strong hand, a big demon manifest itself, as if to block the coffin.

But he obviously thought too much. Even the blockade of the flag of fire could not stop it. Could he intercept it only by his own flesh?

Another terrible killing fight.

The man closed his eyes and looked at the emperor of light coldly.

The purple leaf behind him seemed to have recovered a lot. He got up and said, "we should go." If you can't kill Guangming emperor, why waste time here?

In the end, they left without looking back.

Not far away, Qingyang looked dignified: "that man has something to do with the black swordsman. It must be so." With more contact with Li Yi, he more or less knows some things, for example, that strange dress up, only black swordsman has that kind of hobby in the world.

Dong Xiaoqing tugged at his clothes: "gone."

On the earth came two figures, one old and one small. Strangely, the small one walked in front of him, and the old one behind seemed to be dominated by him.

As he walked, the little boy stopped his pace, and his face froze.

Xia Wu Hou couldn't help saying, "master, we should speed up our pace."

Speaking of it, they also came for a period of time, but they often heard about the coffin, but they did not see the shadow of the coffin. The heart of Xia Wuhou was very depressed because they were moving too slowly.

The boy whispered, "something's wrong. The emperor's men are not here." He swept across the vast sky, and his eyes were deep. It seemed that he saw such a picture. Strangely, no matter it was emperor or Lin Yifan, they were not here.

Xiawu Hou stopped.

The young man said again: "among the demon clan, there is no strong man in the old hall. What is the problem?"

Xia Wuhou said, "will they break into that place?"

That place

It was the place where the coffin fell down. It was an empty gap. After several years, it still did not disappear. It was filled with terrible waves. It was difficult to get close to the place without being a God.

To be honest, it's not a wise decision to break into an unknown void.

Youth side is the body, quietly looking at the sky behind him, that bright line of sight again congealed, he seems to see what: "I understand, they are waiting for the coffin of the next precipitation."

The Marquis of Xia Wu opened his eyes and said, "can this be calculated?"

The boy shook his head: "No

Whether or not the great emperor of the demon clan is buried in the coffin, Tao Zi can't calculate it. It's about an emperor. As long as he dares to calculate, he will surely die.

Well, it can only be a possibility. Something has attracted their attention.

Thinking of this, he turned away, no longer chasing the coffin.

Half an hour later, he came to a red plain. At a glance, it was like a flame burning. In the deep of the plain, there was a void crack, black as ink, like a black flower bud.

This void crack is hundreds of meters high and about ten meters wide. If a person approaches here, he must be able to clearly feel the power of drawing from the crack, as if to swallow up his whole person.

The two young men stepped into this place, but they did not get close to each other. When they looked at the past from a distance, they saw several figures under the void cracks. They were not emperor's or Lin Yifan's, but some young demon family practitioners.

Xia Wu Hou looked puzzled: "this should be the demon family practitioner in the demon clan hall?"

The youth shakes his head: "is the white tiger clan, in the legend day demon."

Five people, including a beautiful looking woman, she stood in the front, holding her head high, her eyes have been falling in the cracks in the void, as if through the fog layer by layer to see the inside picture.

After a while, she seemed to be aware of it and turned back subconsciously: "stop coming."

The boy laughed and said, "we are just passing by."

Zhou Yuanfang frowned: "who are you?"

Young people laugh but do not speak.

Xia Wuhou said: "it's really just passing by. There's no malice. Don't be nervous. Cough. Your swords can be put away."

It seems that she didn't notice the malice. Zhou Yuanfang waved her hand and the four put down their swords. She stared at the young man: "you make people uneasy."This is a great man.

Zhou Yuanfang saw some clues, so he didn't make a move at the first time.

The boy then stepped forward: "I have seen you. In the past, you cooperated with the black swordsman on the Xianshan mountain."

Zhou Yuanfang's killing intention appears.

"I am friends with Li Yi, the black swordsman. Therefore, in theory, we are also friends," he said

That sounds reasonable, but Is that really the case?

Zhou Yuanfang did not believe in the words of the youth. He was still alert, but his intention to kill was dissipated.

When the boy came here, he stopped and looked up at the void crack. He said with a smile: "the world of void crack is boundless and endless. If you want to cross to another bank, it needs great perseverance and courage, as well as luck. All three are indispensable."

Zhou Yuanfang narrowed his eyes: "you seem to know a lot."

"The sky is going to change, the world has changed, and the darkness is longer than the light. All the people who come here are looking for the answers in their hearts, including you demon clan."

Such an answer, looking up, is a price to pay.

For example, in their white tiger clan, three strong men have stepped into the void crack, but half a year later, no news has been sent back.

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and said: "the elder is also looking for the answer?"

The boy shook his head: "no, I really just passed by."

Where is it from? Where are you going? So stop here and get ready for a big show?

Such an answer is too perfunctory, isn't it?

Zhou Yuanfang still didn't believe it, but his sense of vigilance dissipated a lot. He added, "so do you think there will be an answer here?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not. As I said, the empty world is boundless and endless. If you want to cross the other side, you need to pay." Arrive in such a world, pursue the steps of all the great emperors from ancient times to the present, that road, that world, where there is really hope of becoming an immortal? Can it really lead to the legendary fairyland?

It's a puzzle.