Yu Zun stood silently on the top of a mountain. On the edge of the desert, there was a dark hall, and it was from that hall that he walked step by step.
At this time, he saw the dark hall again, and he was wondering if the young man from before would appear in that hall again.
He walked towards the distance step by step. At this time, although he seemed to have just taken one step, in the blink of an eye, his body was already standing thousands of miles away. This had nothing to do with physical skills, but the real fantasy.
In his ears, fierce winds roared, and his robes fluttered in the wind, like pieces of withered yellow leaves, swept up into the sky by the wind, and then fell to the ground.
Getting closer and closer, he felt a heavy pressure. At this time, he was a little dazed, because he could clearly feel the aura of the young man, and this aura was exactly the same as that of Dugu Ao. .
What is the relationship between Dugu Ao and that young man in black robe...
A bright light burst out in his pupils, and Qingjue was always standing behind him, as if she was waiting for an answer.
Suddenly, it was already afternoon, and what should have been a faint and soft sunshine was gradually immersed in a layer of darkness.
The Dark Hall stood at the end of the distant continent, but at this time, the thick darkness slowly spread out from the Dark Hall to the surroundings like an ink stain.
The oppressive darkness, the deep and eerie breath, and the temperature are also dropping, as if they are slowly sinking towards zero.
Then, the arrogant wind became more and more violent. It seemed that it never cared about the suffering of all living beings. Maybe God never opened its eyes! At least for this world, that's the case!
Gradually, the darkness merged into a vast sea. Darkness, deep darkness, boiling darkness, became more and more depressing and sad.
The light blue sky seems unable to escape the illusion of this situation. Darkness rises, and a vast expanse of rain falls from the sky. It seems to be a stormy night, but at this time, the concept of time in Yu Zun's heart tells him that this is not the time. It's noon.
He heard the roar of wild beasts at the end of the horizon.
And the last glimmer of light was gradually swallowed up by the crazy tide of darkness...
The darkness was still expanding wildly, and a throne gradually appeared on the sky. It was obvious that the person sitting on that throne was the young man he had seen in the dark hall before.
The dark chair rises and falls in a thick ink, and the young man's body seems to be filled with the deepest darkness in the world, and he seems to be constantly devouring this darkness.
What is his identity...
Fantasy...what does the real fantasy mean...
This was the question he was thinking about, and gradually, as the obsession in his heart deepened step by step, a dark aura gathered around him, and the darkness became deeper and more oppressive.
But deep down in his heart, he felt extremely relaxed, like traces of time accumulating in his life. As a result, his breath gradually became vicissitudes of life, and the light in his pupils was deep and clear.
When he saw the young man sitting in mid-air and gradually opened his eyes, he looked at the young man with a horrified expression. In this way, he became more and more similar, although he had never carefully looked at Dugu Ao's face.
But at this time, he became more and more convinced that the young man in front of him must have some connection with Dugu Ao!
Perhaps, this young man is Dugu Ao...
"You should have discovered it! Yu Zun!" When the old voice appeared in his ears, he looked at the sky in astonishment.
However, he discovered that the man in front of him was not Dugu Ao, but deep down in his heart, this man seemed to be inextricably linked to him.
I found out...yes! I found it! You are the real king of darkness!
The dark clan seemed to have lasted for tens of millions of years, and in this darkness, a peerless king was gradually born.
There are countless wonderful realms in this world, and the realm of darkness is one of them!
However, everyone who should leave should leave!
In ancient times, the strong men who were born in this environment have long been reborn and returned to the secular world. Once they have adapted to the hustle and bustle of the outside world, perhaps the only things that exist in their hearts are those gentle emotions and the clear warmth of the world!
At this time, the young man sitting on the throne was still as tall and tall as before, but his voice was so haggard and old.
"I will definitely help my old friend complete the tasks he entrusts me with! Come to me, kid!" The young man waved gently.
But Yu Zun gradually realized that at that moment, time and space seemed to be compressing crazily, but it was just a matter of seconds.
Compared with Emperor Yan, this method is more exquisite and more mysterious, but Yu Zun knows that the young man's method is not just that!
The throne in the darkness is floating between heaven and earth. This is the deepest and most dense realm of darkness in the world. It gathers all the dark energy, and this dark energy makes Yu Zun gradually feel a hint of threat. .
And as his body gradually approached the old man, that terrifying and desperate aura came to him in an instant.
Depressed! pain! despair! sad!
At this time, the emotions gradually hit the bottom, and the fantasy...is this the real fantasy? It is a state of despair, a state of narrow escape...
At this time, a bright red sun was floating above Yu Zun's head. The dazzling red light was like cold blood stains. As the long wind swept away, it gradually spread over everything.
But the darkness has never faded away. In the darkness, there is a bright red blood streak. At this moment, an inexplicable creature seems to be born between heaven and earth.
Perhaps, there are foreign objects in the dark realm!
I saw pieces of white phantom robes swaying quietly in the air. At this time, there were patches of bright red blood in the white phantom robes. The phantom robes swaying in the wind were like pieces of strange blood. Soul.
They surrounded the young man, and a strange smile appeared on the young man's face, "Yu Zun! This is the real illusion! Just quietly realize it!"
Fantasy...real fantasy...
When the ancient book deep in his soul began to flip through frantically, the world gradually became silent, and the sharp light in his pupils was like the birth of a magic sword.
In his fantasy, countless souls surrounded him. When he saw everything in front of him clearly, he was shocked to find that among the souls, Dugu Ao and Qing Jue appeared.
Of course, this situation is indispensable for the existence of young people!
The souls wearing fantasy robes make people feel a kind of substance. You won't think that they are just a piece of fantasy, and this is exactly what Dugu Ao asked.
The crazy punch swept across his cheek. Although he deliberately avoided it, his face was still scratched.
He licked the scarlet blood, eh! Sweet!
At this time, he seemed more like a fierce ghost, revolting at the sight of blood! The strong wind did not erase the young man's obsession. In the empty world, bonfires were lit, and the red fire ignited his spiritual consciousness.
And when his body disappeared into the void in an instant, he sat safely on a throne and gently closed his pupils.
At this time, strong and crazy auras burst out from his whole body. As the throne rose and fell, a bright light burst out again in his unruly pupils.
An arrogant young man will not succumb to troubled times.
When that huge face appeared in front of him, he smiled, a soft and clean smile.
He smiled and said: "Senior, how did I do?"
And this person is none other than Dugu Ao! When that giant face slowly disappeared, Yu Zun felt a little disappointed in his heart.
And when that weird figure appeared in front of him again, the dazzling light was like a holy garment, draped on Dugu Ao's body.
Crazy and intensive punches began to ravage the world, like a dense rain. When the fist approached in front of Yu Zun, the punch at that time was as heavy as a star in Yu Zun's heart.
boom!
The throne was broken, it was really broken!
Yu Zun's body was now riddled with holes. He looked at that proud figure. At this time, he felt very depressed in his heart. He felt that he was sorry for Dugu Ao. He found that he was as crazy as a fool. Rather than truly wild.
He is just a lost ghost! That’s right! In this world, he is the ghost! And the people around him have very clear spiritual consciousness!
The warlike gene was inducing the desire to fight in his heart. He stood in the crazy rainstorm, and the rainwater fell on his dark chest.
The bright red blood dyed his black hair red, and the deep darkness was like a desolate tide, rising and falling under his feet! And the dark hall, located in the distance, seems to be suppressing a powerful monster.
In a daze, his heart sank quietly. It was a very simple fight, but then it turned out to be more cruel and crazy than the bloody storm!
When Dugu Ao's fist wind approached again, he also raised his fist. The crazy fist wind, carrying the icy storm, rushed towards him crazily.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Loud noises were bombarding the entire empty wilderness, and then hundreds of large pits appeared on the ground, bottomless!
Touching the moist air, a bloody tide surged under him, that's right! It's caused by patches of bright red blood.
He had experienced such a familiar battle many times, but this time, it seemed that it was more dangerous and exciting than any other time before.
The dark realm is a world immersed in darkness and blood! The cruel red clouds made the sky bright, but the earth was an impenetrable darkness.
"Master! Come on! Let this disciple learn your Taoism!" His voice seemed to tear off the night's veil!
Dugu Ao burst out laughing, and this convinced Yu Zun that Dugu Ao was not dead.
However, the Dugu Ao in front of him seemed different from the person he had seen!
So, what is the true identity of Dugu Ao?
He has never touched the real realm of darkness, but deep in his heart, what lingers for a long time is still the spiritual realm.
Maybe he was wrong to begin with! In other words, he was wrong from the beginning!
The so-called spiritual realm may have begun to gradually spread out from under his feet from this moment on.
The bloody wind, wrapped in the cruel and lonely light of the night, swayed quietly with the grass, and when the dark hall began to shrink, this horrifying scene made Yu Zun gain insight.
The dark hall, in front of his eyes, was like a piece of dark soul energy, quietly shrinking. When the piece of soul energy was gradually absorbed into the body of a person, he rubbed his eyes, and this person was sitting before The young man on the throne.
At this time, the phantom robe wrapped the young man in it, and the phantom robe was dotted with blood stains, like pieces of plum blossoms.
He gasped quietly, and the light in his pupils seemed to be able to penetrate the heavy darkness.
His heart gradually became calmer. He stood in the wind, and his momentum made him look more like an emperor.
When the north wind disappeared at the southern border, he saw pieces of candlelight swaying gently in the darkness.
At this time, there were people standing at his feet. They all held wax torches in their hands. So, what did this group of people mean?
When the white phantom robe blew in the wind and dissipated between heaven and earth, he saw those pairs of innocent pupils. The young men standing at his feet behaved very cowardly.
And when the magic robe brushed in front of them, the candlelight disappeared in an instant, and all that was left were the pale corpses. The candles were the soul lights of the children, but Yu Zun It's too late.
But under his feet, there were still thousands of young people, the wax torches in their hands swaying in the bleak north wind.
The wind became more and more violent, and Yu Zun's thoughts became more and more hot.
It turns out that you are just a group of bloodthirsty devils...
The moment he raised the Source Heaven Blade, the situation was developing towards a subtle trend.
The young man standing in the center of the earth stood with his hands behind his back and a clear smile on his face.
He thought in his heart: "Yu Zun! I want to see your true power!"
That meaningful smile was buried in the darkness, like a fire, gradually being buried by the deep earth.
The dark hall disappeared in front of Yu Zun's eyes. At this time, Dugu stood proudly on the top of a mountain. In his vicissitudes of life, there was a bright and extinguishing fire. At this time, the fire seemed to have become very... Faint...
But he didn't seem to care about the moment. He disappeared into the void again. When he reappeared, a violent sword surrounded him, floating and sinking!
"Stay!" He shouted softly. At that moment, time seemed to be stuck in that moment, but the sword in his hand was like a wind and wave, arrogantly attacking the young man who was still in confusion.
The wind became more and more violent, and the pink rain never stopped, but time seemed to have stopped at that moment.
In other words, this world is more like relative stillness than absolute speed! In fact, in just one ten thousandth of a second, the sword in Dugu Ao's hand stabbed Yu Zun at a speed that was unbearable for ordinary people!
After a moment, Dugu smiled proudly, "Disciple! I really saw you right!"
When the swords poured down on the dark earth, everything was over. If we talk about before, maybe it was not Yu Zun's martial arts that reached that level, but his keen intuition that made him feel the crisis just now!
And as his spirit became highly tense, he sank into a fantasy world. The ancient book in his soul was flipping around crazily, and lines of rough and scrawled handwriting were reflected in his vast sea.
In that extremely short period of time, he understood the most superficial meaning of the illusion, but even so, it was not easy!
He also gradually saw clearly the three characters "Fantasy Sea Art" written in flying phoenixes in the ancient book.
Perhaps, luck is sometimes the most crucial factor!
Dugu Ao's figure gradually became shallow, and he seemed to have no intention of staying here.
The smile on his face was like a glass of aged wine, becoming more and more spicy and mellow.
"Disciple! As a last resort, the master will come see you again!" Dugu Ao left, but it was obvious that Dugu Ao's martial arts realm had already conquered the world. Of course, no one dared to reach what level. Nonsense.
But it was obvious that Dugu Ao's martial arts had already entered the realm of illusion.
And fantasy is a direction in which Yu Zun pursues dreams in his subsequent career.
In the darkness, the light of the wax torch spread all around on the ground. At this time, a strange thought gradually emerged in his heart.
Will the realm of darkness transform the spirit? And this transformation is to substantiate the image to a level of life!
So, are these teenagers innocent? In other words, these young men are just bait, and the big fish is himself!
But those teenagers with tears in their eyes seemed really pitiful, "Should I...save them..."
He dropped the knife in his hand and stood quietly in the sky. He closed his eyes gently and opened his arms. Who was he hugging...
But the young man standing in the darkness frowned and thought to himself: "Impossible! Could he really become that person..."
So, what kind of person is that person in reality?
The young man rubbed his pupils. He seemed to have never paid attention to Qing Jue. In other words, he turned a blind eye to Qing Jue, but he would pay a heavy price in the end. That is the cruelty of ignoring a person!
When the demonic figure appeared behind Yu Zun again, his aura had already reached the sky.
Although, in a daze, Yu Zun didn't understand what happened to him, or in other words, he was still a little confused at this moment.
The young man stood on the desolate ground, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life were filled with disbelief, depression, heaviness, pain, and despair...
