Chapter 1441: Dead island

The first thousand four hundred and forty-two chapters of the island of death

The European oceanic plate, two years ago, a small island suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea. The longest line of the island is about two hundred kilometers, and it is surrounded by black mist all year round.

All the big powers immediately sent their ace forces to the island to explore, suspecting that this small island is an ancient ruins, and the ocean area where the island is located belongs to a small place.

Faced with the personnel sent by various big countries, coupled with the coveting of other cultivating forces, this small country has no guts to take this small island as its own.

In the past two years, cultivators have flew to the island to explore.

"Is this the mysterious island?"

"The black mist is lingering and will not disappear all year round."

"There must be a treasure in it."

A group of foreigners standing in the sky, standing on the sky above the island for a kilometer, overlooking the mysterious island emerging from the endless sea.

"Brose, why don't we go down and take a look?"

"Go down and die?"

The two men dressed in black robes and covered in black talked.

"In the past two years, I don't know how many strong cultivators have entered this island. In the end? We didn't get out. Based on the strength of the two of us, do you think there is a way to get the treasures inside?" One of the men shook his head. , Quite helpless.

"Hey, I can only come and have a look, but there is no way to go in and explore."

Another man bowed his head and sighed.

After the two spoke, they immediately turned into two black streamers and disappeared into the distance of the sky.

Such things happen almost every day over the island, but most of them just wait and see for a while before leaving here.

Two years ago, this island appeared and attracted countless strong people coveted. Many of them went deep into the island and wanted to explore the treasures in the island. Unfortunately, everyone who entered the island did not end up again. come out.

This also led to this mysterious island even if someone coveted it, but no one dared to go deeper into the island, and everyone gave the island a name ‘Dead Island’.

In the far part of the sky, there suddenly appeared a dazzling white light, about dozens of them, first in the far side of the sky, but in a short time, it has already reached the sky above the island.

"My lord, the Ninth Prince has been on the Island of Death for two years!"

These people are wearing snow-white suits all over, with a faintly holy light radiating from their bodies, giving people an invisible coercion, making people involuntarily want to worship.

"The two-year period should be almost the same, go in, and absolutely can't let him get the ‘Netherly Pity Underworld Fire’."

Among them, a middle-aged man with four white wings behind his back said.

"Yes!"

Whoosh whoosh...

White rays of light swooped toward the island, like a blazing meteor falling.

...

The small island is densely covered with plants and lush greenery. There are even some small mountains standing, but there is a dark cloud-like mist covering the sky above it, giving the whole island a strange and eerie feeling.

In the heart of the island, the highest mountain stands among them.

The highest mountain is about 800 meters high, but it is the highest peak of this small island. The strange thing is that the top of this mountain is bare, without any plants or animals.

On the top of the mountain, standing hundreds of meters of black silhouettes, they were wearing black suits with extremely cold expressions. Behind them stretched out two black wings, each of which was as sharp as a sword.

Among them, there are even two men with four wings, and the aura from their bodies is much stronger than the other two-winged people around them.

"It's been two years, and I don't know if the Ninth Prince can successfully obtain the'Nether Fire'

One of the men with four wings growing behind them whispered.

"The Nine Princes are absolutely talented and possess the purest blood of the fallen angels, and they will definitely get the'Nether Fire'." Another four-winged man showed extremely firm belief on his face.

"But the past year has been a bit boring. It seems that those people already know that there is only a dead end to this island, and no one will come in again."

"Haha, with us guarding here, who dares to come in?"

The two were talking in a low voice. Suddenly, a gloomy beam appeared in the middle of the mountains, rushing straight into the sky, faintly exuding vast power.

Everyone was shocked.

"The Nine Princes are coming out!"

The moment the voice fell, a black light burst out of the sky in a deep hole in the mountains.

The mountain breeze is cool, the black light is stagnant in the air, and a young man with two pairs of black wings behind his back is very handsome. He can even be described as a wicked young man standing in the air. He is dressed in a tattered suit, but there is no way to affect him. That noble temperament, this proud temperament comes from the blood, soul, bones, innate general.

Puff...

Around the mountains, about twenty men in black clothes and black trousers, with black wings, knelt down on one knee, including the two four-winged powerhouses who also knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully in unison: "Respectfully welcome the nine princes to leave. "

"Congratulations to the Ninth Prince for acquiring the'Netherly Pity Underworld Fire'."

"Haha, get up."

The Ninth Prince smiled, his handsome face was extremely cold and arrogant, and his dark golden eyes showed a sharp light.

"The Ninth Prince, have you already obtained the'Netherly Pity Underworld Fire'?"

A man with his wings spread out stood up and asked cautiously.

The nine princes did not speak, stretched out his right palm, and suddenly a fiery flame appeared in the palm of his palm. The color of the flame was both black and blue. It had the charm of soul-attracting, and it exuded palpitations.的威能.

"It's really'Nether Fire'."

The four-winged man said excitedly: "The Ninth Prince has the'Netherly Pity Underworld Fire', and he will be the leader in the future. It is just around the corner."

"I just subdued it, but I haven't refined it yet, so I can't use its full power." The Ninth Prince shook his head and said lightly.

In the past two years, he has suffered for the ‘Nether Pity Underworld Fire’ in his palm and almost fell to that dangerous place.

Whoosh whoosh...

Sounds of breaking through the air came from a distance.

Standing on the hills and black clothes and black trousers fell into the Angel Gate, they all showed solemn colors on their faces, looking into the distance.

"Damn it, this old guy is here." The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Nine Princes, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lines of white light appeared in front of the Ninth Prince and the others, standing in the air, headed by an old man with a benevolent eyebrow and a holy brilliance, and four white and flawless wings stretched out behind him.

"Lord Archangel, Dove. I'm not in the mood to reminisce with you. Besides, I feel uncomfortable when I see you. If you don't leave now, you are ready to fall here today."

The nine princes stared at each other fiercely.

"Nine princes, I just want what you get. If you are willing to hand it over, I don't want the tragedy of casualties." The white-haired old man in the lead said with a smile, looking at his face as if humans and animals were harmless.