Chapter 188

Yan Zhaoge's sword light fixed the blood line in the black fog.

In this way, the blood line does not dissipate. Yan Zhaoge can follow the blood line and directly arrive at the core of the array hub, without any more effort to continue the deduction and search.

Yan Zhaoge was a little relieved, so he picked up the pair of fists left on the ground after his death.

The original blood red fist set, then the blood color gradually faded, showing the original black color.

Yan Zhaoge was a little interested: "the superior treasure soldiers, at that moment, had the power of approaching the inferior spirit soldiers temporarily? Although it's temporary, it will take a long time to recover afterwards, but it's quite interesting. "

It's hard for a warrior who is close to walking alone like blood limitless to get a spirit soldier even if he joins Jueyuan as a grand master.

"You can't underestimate the wisdom of others. After the great disillusionment, there are also many talented people coming out, and they have figured out a lot of good tricks." Yan Zhaoge put up his fists and said, "I'll study it later."

He looked up at the direction of the blood line extension and narrowed his eyes slightly: "first solve the big things in front of you."

Yan Zhaoge follows the blood line all the way, in the black fog in front of her eyes, there is red light shining like lightning from time to time.

At the foot of the ground, began to become ups and downs, as if waves.

Looking down, you can see countless complex incantations, like running water, shuttling back and forth.

Close to the core area of the array hub, the array patterns here are more and more mysterious, intricate and intertwined.

Strong breath pulse, keep shaking.

The terrifying atmosphere that puzzles people's mind and makes people scared and lost is becoming more and more intense, just like the formation of essence, drilling from every pore on the surface of the human body, making people feel suffocated.

Yan Zhaoge gathered his voice and went all the way forward. Suddenly, he felt a palpitation.

The whole devil Kingdom seems to be shaking and shaking, and the breath of terror suddenly rises!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were in awe: "this is the boundary between Jiuyou and the eight polar world. It's getting weaker and weaker. The gap is looming. It's about to really tear a gap passage!"

Although he is in the devil Kingdom, Yan Zhaoge can feel that the battle between the holy places and Jueyuan warriors inside and outside the devil kingdom is more fierce!

The gate of nine you is about to really open.

In addition to the cloud Wave Pavilion, other holy places also have experts to help. It's not easy for Jueyuan martial artists to resist.

But as the Jiuyou breath becomes more and more powerful, all the martial artists who fall into the devil also have the momentum of rising water and rising ship!

In particular, Yan Zhaoge can clearly feel that the magic array at the bottom of qingzhehu lake is becoming more and more powerful after connecting the power of Jiuyou.

It not only distorts the time and space, but also opens the nine hell gate. During the operation of the magic array, it even starts to defend as an attack to help the Jueyuan warrior and suppress the experts of the holy places!

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the dark fog and murmured to himself, "as expected, the backup plan is also invalid. We need to work hard. Shouldn't the leader of the cloud Wave Pavilion react slowly?"

There are six holy places in the world. Guangcheng mountain and Cangmang mountain have holy soldiers but not martial saints. There is one martial saint in each of the other four.

Yunlang Pavilion is the most powerful one, and the contemporary leader of yunfanwusheng, an Qinglin, the "yunfanyun" is the only female wusheng in the eight polar world, and the first female expert in the world.

Although it is strictly neutral and easy to avoid foreign affairs, it is very difficult for other families to intervene in the same way as the iron barrel in the zuolang Pavilion.

That is to say, nine hell evil spirits corrode people's invisible power so that they can barely penetrate.

But there is such a big thing on the boundary of Zeyu that an Qinglin can't ignore it.

Although it's thousands of miles away, it doesn't take long to get here from the gate of the cloud Wave Pavilion at the speed of wusheng.

Yan Zhaoge's only concern is that since the enemy knows his own plan like a finger, he should also have countermeasures for subsequent changes.

Yan Zhaoge doesn't know whether Jueyuan organization has any martial saint, or whether it has a strong one that can match the martial saint with the addition of the power of the magic Qi realm.

But he knew that if the enemy planned ahead of time to attract the eastern sea demons to make a mess and form a two-way attack, then let alone an Qinglin, the city leader of Bihai city and the martial saint of Bihai, song Wuliang, would have to keep an eye on the sea and have no time to come.

"So it's a headache to have an internal spy."

Yan Zhaoge rubs his temples, sighs and moves on.

Following the blood line, Yan Zhaoge walked all the way to see the black fog in front of him, and even began to show light.

The more you go forward, the more dazzling the light is, the blood is red, and it looks terrible and shrill.

Yan Zhaoge goes through the black fog, and the scene in front of him suddenly changes.

A red light shrouded, so large area, a blank, only the most central place, stands like a tower like building.

The tall tower is golden, but it exudes red color. There are countless lines of shining black light, which converge in all directions and concentrate on the tall tower.

The black pattern, like a black chain, tightly wraps around the tower.

Yan Zhaoge looked at it, and found that the golden tower, rising from the ground, seemed to be rising gradually.

The ground under the tower keeps rolling, as if it is alive. The soil is constantly surrounding the tower, adding bricks and tiles to it, and rising.

At the top of the golden tower, the red light is shining and looming, as if forming a portal!

The red light gate is projected on the ground in front of the tower.

Let Yan Zhaoge notice that the red light door in the air is constantly shaking and shaking, as if it will open at any time.

On the ground in front of the tower, the projection of the red light door is shaking.

The gap between the two doors is twisted continuously, which makes the ground twist violently.

It seems that something is going to drill out of the ground and tear the ground out of a huge abyss crack.

Yan Zhaoge looks serious. The red light gate on the tower is the result of the array. The projection on the ground is the real nine hell gate to be opened.

If the gap is really opened and turned into something that actually exists, what the abyss below leads to is not the bottom of the eight polar world, nor the earth and stone at the bottom of qingzhehu lake.

It's the legend of Jiuyou!

Just look at the appearance of this portal, and you will know that it is about to be opened.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes twinkled, and he saw the twisted red light door on the ground near the projection, and there were several people there.

One of them is Liu Shengfeng, who was defeated by Yanzhao singers at the beginning!

At the moment, his eyes are yellow and red, clearly falling into the devil.

Beside Liu Shengfeng, there are two martial artists, with a slightly neurotic ferocious smile on his face, who are also devils.

In front of the three of them, five fell to the ground, unable to move.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes swept over, and he was actually all acquaintances.

Ye Chongzhou, Ruan Ping, Li jingwan, Xiao Yu, Zhang Yao.