"Because the old island owner of Death Island is from the Daowang Sect, he brought both the martial arts and sword skills of the Daowang Sect to Death Island."
The Death Island replied to Ding Xiaoyi very calmly. Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned when he heard the other party's answer.
But he didn't expect that Death Island was actually related to Dao Xiang Zongzhen.
"Then why did the old island owner go to the sea? What is the secret in this island of death?" Ding Xiaoyi knew that the old island owner must have an ulterior motive, otherwise why would he go to the sea from the mainland.
"I don't know this either. If you really want to know, then ask the old island owner, maybe he will give you the answer." The owner of Death Island shook his head and replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Last question, when will the Will of Death and the other Will of Destruction come to the Island of Death?" Ding Xiaoyi still asked the question he was most concerned about.
Although the sacrifice has been suspended, the will of the God of Death and the other god has locked onto the island.
Even if the sacrifice is suspended, they can still come to the island, but it will take a little longer.
The so-called sacrifice is to use the essence, blood and Yin spirit to open the way and guide the will of the god to come.
The essence and blood of the Sea Clan and the Yin Spirit of the Sea Clan turned into a unique teleportation array.
This Death Island is dominated by the God of Death, so it naturally has the inheritance of the God of Death.
"The fastest is one year, the slowest is about two years." A bitter look appeared on the face of the owner of Death Island, and she replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"If we don't succeed, then within one to two years, the will of death and the other will of the gods will come to this island. Isn't that what you mean?"
Ding Xiaoyi felt an unspeakable sense of oppression arise spontaneously, but he did not expect that time would be so pressing.
This is simply an imminent disaster.
If he fails to stop it, whether it is the will of death or the will of another god, it will still bring a devastating blow to the world.
Although the God of Death said that he wanted to turn the world into a refuge, Ding Xiaoyi did not believe in the God of Death.
Because the God of Death has been planning for such a long time, it is definitely not as simple as making this world a refuge.
There must be some hidden secrets in this world, but he has not found these secrets.
Cangxuan Continent, East China Sea, Endless Sea and Chaos have become the main body of this big world.
Although there are still some sporadic lands and some unknown places in this world, the purpose of the arrival of Death is far more than that.
Ding Xiaoyi does not believe that no one, whether it is the God of Death or the will of another god, their purpose must be to destroy the world.
"Yes, you can understand it this way. Unless something unexpected happens, the time will be shorter, not longer. If something unexpected happens, my god will come with another divine will in half a year."
There was also a hint of sadness on Death Island's face, and she replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Can you take me down to see your altar?" Ding Xiaoyi knew that talking on paper could not solve the problem, so he decided to go and have a look at the altar.
Only when he arrived at the scene did he know whether he could prevent this tragedy from happening.
He also wanted to see how powerful the altar on Death Island was, and how powerful it could be in attracting the will of foreign gods.
"The old island master wants to see you, come with me!" The owner of Death Island did not agree to Ding Xiaoyi's request, but said to him.
Hearing the words of the owner of Death Island, Ding Xiaoyi was stunned. The old island owner was looking for him, and he couldn't help but be confused.
He didn't know this old island owner, so why did he want to see him.
"Lead the way." Ding Xiaoyi nodded slightly and said.
Now that he has come, he will be at ease, and I believe that the Island of Death will not plot against him.
"You all go and do your own business," the charming woman said indifferently to the other men in black robes.
After hearing the charming woman's instructions, the men in black robes had evil eyes flashing in their eyes and did not pay attention to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Friend Ding Xiaoyi, come with me!" A faint smile appeared on the face of the charming woman, and she said to Ding Xiaoyi and Yan.
After saying that, the charming woman turned into several afterimages in the air, and then headed towards the depths of the island.
Ding Xiaoyi flew into the sky over the island and looked down at the island.
He found that the island was full of spiritual energy and had nothing to do with the word death.
This island has beautiful scenery, thick trees, and no smell of death.
The scenery on this island is no different from the scenery on land.
The charming woman led Ding Xiaoyi towards the central area of the island.
Ding Xiaoyi saw a mountain peak reaching into the sky, with cliffs dividing the mountain into several pieces.
The charming woman led Ding Xiaoyi towards another canyon. As soon as he entered the canyon, Ding Xiaoyi's field of vision broadened.
He looked around and saw that there were all water pavilions and pavilions in the canyon, and the buildings in the canyon looked like a manor.
The owner of Death Island took Ding Xiaoyi to the gate of a manor in the canyon. She gently knocked on the gate a few times.
Ding Xiaoyi said that the canyon was shrouded in a giant spiritual formation. They rushed into the canyon, and the energy waves around them rippled several times.
It was obvious that someone had removed the spiritual formation. This spiritual formation was very large and contained supreme power.
Ding Xiaoyi and the owner of Death Island landed in front of the gate of the manor, and he looked around.
The rockery, trees, and the gurgling stream in front of the manor are all the eyes of this spiritual array.
There is actually no breath of death in Death Island, and it is full of life everywhere.
The majestic power of vitality permeated the island, and the doubt in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes became more and more intense.
"Creak" sound,
The wooden door of the manor opened in response, and the owner of Death Island walked into the door first, followed closely by Ding Xiaoyi.
As soon as he entered the manor, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up. This was just an ordinary manor, but it gave him the feeling of a world of its own.
In this manor, spiritual energy swims freely, and the power of the laws of heaven and earth seems to form a system of its own.
This manor seems to be an independent space. This manor is no different from an ordinary manor in Dayong Kingdom. There are rockery, water, pavilions and pavilions in the manor, and a covered bridge directly connects from the front yard to the back yard.
An old man who looked like a housekeeper led them forward onto the covered bridge, which was just made of ordinary wood.
The materials here are all ordinary and nothing unique.
If this manor were placed in Dayong, it would be just a manor belonging to an ordinary wealthy family.
But when this manor appears among the islands in this vast sea, it seems very extraordinary.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the rippling blue water under the covered bridge. There was a group of red-scaled carps in the small lake in the manor. They are just ordinary little red carp.
"A friend has come from far away. I'm so glad to see you!" An old voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears, and he heard his voice even though he didn't see him.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a sense of intimacy when he heard the voice.
This accent is the accent in Dayong.
Ding Xiaoyi felt as if he were meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and the sound of this voice made him feel better.
Sailing on this vast sea area, all the people he encountered were the sea people in this sea area, so he was naturally not used to it.
And hearing that old and kind voice made him feel refreshed.
Just as Ding Xiaoyi was secretly marveling, there was a stone pavilion in the center of the covered bridge, and an old man in green was sitting in the stone pavilion.
Ding Xiaoyi and the owner of Death Island were led into the stone pavilion by the old housekeeper. The old man in green was sitting cross-legged next to the steaming teapot.
Apparently, the old man in green clothes was making tea.
Waves of floral fragrance filled the air and headed towards Ding Xiaoyi's nose.
Smelling the refreshing scent of tea, Ding Xiaoyi felt that his tense nerves could not help but relax.
He felt that his spiritual platform was also ethereal, and this state lasted for several breaths.
After the old man in green said those words, he stared at the rolling teapot intently, and bursts of steam came out.
The old housekeeper returned the charming woman and Ding Xiaoyi to the stone pavilion and then retreated.
"Old Island Master", the charming woman bowed respectfully to the old man in green.
Ding Xiaoyi was still savoring the aroma of the tea. This tea was definitely not ordinary.
It can make his spirit fall into an ethereal state in an instant, and his Zhongyuan Shen in the sea of consciousness is also shaken up.
