Zhou Yang's consciousness swept across the front, and then he sacrificed the Red God without hesitation.
With a flash of red light, the sword quickly enlarged and disappeared with the sound of wind and thunder.
The huge sword arrived in an instant, and several black figures were startled and fled in all directions.
Chigami turned sharply and struck directly at a person. Before the sword could reach him, a sword beam hundreds of feet long came out of his body.
"Ah..." The black figure screamed and was split in half in an instant.
However, after a few breaths of delay, those black shadows had disappeared.
Zhou Yang's escape light suddenly rose and swept forward like a meteor, then he raised his hand to call back the Red God.
He must not delay now. God knows how many trialists are coming here. If they are trapped, it will be bad.
People from the Dark Continent have actually entered the City of Nine Netherworlds. They are simply pervasive and cannot be guarded against. This incident has a huge impact and is related to the stability and security of the entire Hezhou cultivation world. I don’t know if those law enforcers understand it.
Of course, this is not what he is worried about right now, what is more important is saving his own life.
Using the fire escape technique to the extreme, Zhou Yang ran wildly in the darkness for two hours and escaped hundreds of thousands of miles away. At this time, he didn't know where he was or where he was. The surroundings were still pitch black. , I can’t see my fingers.
"Huh? The token reacted!" In the storage bag of Xi Yao Baolin, the black token of Jiuyou City suddenly moved.
Zhou Yang changed direction and continued to sweep forward.
"This is it!" After a moment, a glimmer of light flashed in the darkness below, and then disappeared, but the reaction of the token was even stronger.
His figure fell rapidly, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and it reached the ground after a few breaths.
As the light flashed again, he quickly put the drop of Netherworld Spring into the jade bottle.
During the next journey, he followed the same method and obtained nine drops of Netherworld Spring one after another. It can be said that his income was huge, enough to refine multiple Three Treasures Life-Destroying Pills.
Of course, the trip didn't go smoothly. He met several groups of cultivators who were good at hiding, and was directly attacked twice.
Fortunately, his physical strength had increased so much that ordinary magic weapons could not hurt him. In the end, he killed more than ten people, including two peak masters of the late Jindan period.
Even so, he still frowned deeply, because these people were all cultivators from the Dark Continent.
What's going on?
"Not good!" Zhou Yang's feet froze for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed.
An extremely powerful divine thought suddenly swept across him, overbearing and compelling, making him feel suffocated for a moment.
A demigod is definitely a demigod master!
How is this possible? In Jiuyou Ghost City, isn't it true that only cultivators in the late Jindan stage and below can enter? But this demigod master...
Zhou Yang's first thought was to run as far as he could. In the hands of a strong demigod, he would only be crushed to death and could not resist at all.
However, there was only a distance of more than a thousand feet, could he run?
What shocked him even more was that the aura displayed by this spiritual thought was very similar to that of a cultivator from the Dark Continent!
"Oh? He actually made it to the edge of the Black Territory, which is pretty good. And looking at his appearance and age, he looks very similar to the person he told. Well, it seems like this trip was worthwhile!"
Thousands of feet away, a faint voice came leisurely.
Zhou Yang's consciousness was suppressed by the black realm, and he couldn't see the great master at all, which made him even more wary and fearful. But after hearing this, something moved in his mind: "On the edge of the black realm? Are we about to leave the anti-gravity black realm?"
"Boy, don't be afraid, I won't harm you. Come here quickly and follow me into Falling Peak Cliff." The voice came again.
"Luofeng Cliff? One of the three wonders?" Zhou Yang asked in shock.
"Yes, the end of this black area is Zhuofeng Cliff. Stop talking nonsense, let's go!" The man's tone was a little helpless.
"This..." Zhou Yang's face was uncertain, and he secretly thought that this person is really weird. They don't know each other at all. Why do they want to go with him when they come up?
"Huh?" The man's consciousness instantly increased, and a huge force of oppression came, shaking Zhou Yang's whole body and making him almost unable to move.
Just relying on a divine thought to make him do this is enough to prove how powerful this person is, and he is definitely just one step away from entering the realm of the virtual god.
How did such a powerful master enter Jiuyou Ghost City?
"Boy, stop dawdling!" The man's voice suddenly rose, and he was obviously a little unhappy.
"Sir, he..."
At this moment, another voice came from thousands of feet away.
"Okay, those of your men died unjustly. His strength is definitely above yours."
"Can……"
"Nothing to do, stand down!"
"yes!"
After a short period of silence, Zhou Yang felt his body relax, and the strong feeling of suffocation had completely disappeared.
Just as he was about to make a move, a shrill scream came from behind.
He hurriedly looked back and saw large splashes of blood hundreds of feet behind him. Broken limbs and broken arms were flying everywhere. From the looks of it, dozens of people were killed on the spot.
As expected of a powerful demigod, he killed more than a dozen golden elixir masters with just a raise of his hand. He really couldn't afford to offend him.
This move gave Zhou Yang some peace of mind. He knew that this great master had no murderous intention towards him, otherwise he would not have taken action to kill those who were chasing him.
"Still not leaving yet!" The demigod master's voice became even more impatient.
"Junior, please obey!" Zhou Yang had no choice but to move forward.
However, just as he arrived at the man's previous location, the great master's voice came from thousands of feet ahead: "Hurry up!"
Zhou Yang had no choice but to gather his strength and chase again, but the next moment he was thrown away thousands of feet away, and he could never see the trace of that person.
Zhou Yang was full of complaints in his heart, but he could only follow closely without daring to complain at all.
"Um?"
After dozens of breaths passed, the field of vision in front suddenly widened. What came into view was a tall and undulating mountain range. Between the mountains were green pines and cypresses. They were lush, full of vitality, endless vitality, and the anti-gravity black domain. The lifelessness is in sharp contrast.
At this time, wherever his consciousness reached, it was thousands of miles away.
"The suppression of spiritual consciousness has also disappeared!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but be overjoyed.
On the top of the ten thousand-foot high peak a few miles ahead, a masked cultivator in black clothes was looking up into the distance. His robes were flapping in the wind. In addition, he was in such a strange place, and he looked like a master at this moment.
"Senior, is this the Falling Peak Cliff?" Zhou Yang was a little confused and asked.
"Yes, this is Zhuofeng Cliff." The man nodded lightly.
"This..." Zhou Yang became more and more puzzled. Is there any cliff here or any falling mountain?
"Haha, kid, be careful, don't get smashed to death as soon as you get here!" Just when Zhou Yang was stunned, the great master joked.
