The 41st floor is a dead and cold desert, boundless and boundless.
In this desert, every few hundred miles, there will be a tall tower, and the towers stretch from low to high.
Rumble...
A black whirlwind like a giant dragon suddenly appeared in the distance. Before the whirlwind approached, there was a piercing chill rushing towards the face, and frost formed on the surface of the desert.
"What's this?"
The ancestor of Wuling had a bad premonition. This whirlwind made his soul sea a little unstable.
"Go around."
The yin-yang old man didn't dare to be careless, so he chose to take a detour.
Unexpectedly, the whirlwind also began to turn.
"snort!"
Patriarch Dali snorted coldly, and sent out a punch.
The illusory fist shadow spread to the void and hit the whirlwind, but to everyone's surprise, although the fist shadow made the whirlwind loose, the actual lethality was not very great, as if the whirlwind was nothingness.
In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black whirlwind had arrived not far from the five of them. When everyone took a closer look, their hair stood on end. This is no ordinary whirlwind. It is clearly a whirlwind of ghosts formed by countless ghosts. Ghosts are looming in it, regardless of each other.
"It's a storm in the underworld, and it's full of ghosts from underworld."
Wuling Patriarch's hairs exploded, and he said in surprise.
Netherworld storm, one of the most terrifying storms in hell, this storm is not formed naturally, but is formed by the fusion of the ghosts of the underworld. After forming the Netherworld Storm, the disadvantages are weakened and the advantages are strengthened. Once it is twisted in, it will immediately become a part of it.
The ancestor of Wuling is now beginning to doubt whether Ghost Crying Mountain is the territory of the third-level mountain ghost. In the ordinary third-level mountain ghost territory, where there will be a large number of ghosts and beasts, and the storm in the underworld, but it is right to think about it. Since it is sealed here, it must Very unusual.
"Seal it."
How could the Yin-Yang old man let the Huangquan storm approach him? His hands quickly formed a seal, and a white air flow formed in front of him. Immediately, the phantom behind him injected a black air flow into the white air flow. The next moment, a black and white yin and yang Figure shrouded the storm towards Huangquan and completely restrained it.
The ancestor of Wuling wasn't slow either. The Five Elements Seal descended from the sky, enveloping the Netherworld Storm and the Black and White Yin-Yang Diagram together.
The golden light patriarch also displayed his own golden light enchantment, and pieces of mirrors exuding strong golden light were combined together, and the golden light was dazzling in the body.
As for Grandma Yegui and Patriarch Dali who are not good at sealing traps, they will not intervene.
After doing all this, the five rushed forward at full speed. Although the three layers of seals could trap any Zhunzun for a long time, the storm in the underworld was much more terrifying than the Zhunzun.
About half a quarter of an hour passed, and there was a huge roar from behind. The five people knew that the seal had been broken.
Rumble!
The entire desert seemed to be trembling, and the Netherworld Storm was chasing after it at a speed ten times faster than before. It can be found that as the speed increased sharply, the thickness of the Netherworld Storm was also shrinking, but with the distance between the two sides, the thickness of the Netherworld Storm If it is reduced by 10%, it will be able to catch up with five people. At that time, whoever is entangled among the five people will be in danger.
"It's too fast. It only takes a hundred breaths to catch up with us."
Patriarch Wuling calculated the distance and his heart sank.
No matter whether he has this strength or not, he doesn't want to fight Huang Quan Fengfeng to death. This is a stupid act of killing one thousand enemies and hurting eight hundred.
The storm in Huangquan is getting closer and closer to the five people. The entire Ghost Crying Mountain contains unique sealing rules and cannot be teleported. It is not bad if the linear speed can reach one thousandth of the cosmic starry sky.
Boom!
Good things never come in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.
The surface of the desert not far in front of the five of them suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, a dark whirlwind rushed up, and it was another hellish storm.
Because the distance was too short, and everyone kept at the limit speed, there was no time to react for a while, so they could only turn left and right subconsciously.
As can be imagined, the five people were divided into two pieces. Old Man Yin Yang, Grandma Ye Gui, and Patriarch Dali moved towards the right, while Patriarch Jin Guang and Patriarch Wuling chose the left side.
"Lead it away for me." Ancestor Wuling shook his hand, and a figure flew in another direction. Looking carefully, it was the Stone Emperor with a dull expression.
It's a pity that Huangquan Storm didn't pay attention to Emperor Shi Ren, and still pursued Patriarch Wuling and Patriarch Dali closely.
"Could it be that this storm in the underworld is only interested in those with strong souls?"
The ancestor of Wuling speculated in his heart.
Before they had time to think about it, Patriarch Jin Guang and Patriarch Wuling's expressions changed again. In front of them, the desert exploded, and a third storm from the underworld rushed out.
"Damn it."
Patriarch Wuling hurriedly turned to the right, Patriarch Jin Guang flashed to the left.
Just like that, the two of them were followed by a storm in the underworld, and each of them ran desperately.
After being unable to catch up for a long time, there was a violent howling sound from the inside of the Huangquan storm. With the sound of the wind whistling, the speed of the Huangquan storm increased tenfold, just like the first Huangquan storm.
Sensing the movement behind him, Patriarch Wuling's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Fight!"
Patriarch Wuling plundered towards the nearest tower. He was betting that this tower could defend against the storm in the underworld and buy him a breath of time. As for how to escape later, that would be a matter for later.
A thousand miles!
Five hundred miles!
Three hundred miles!
Seeing that Patriarch Wuling was getting closer and closer to the nearest tower, the Huangquan Storm behind him was even closer, only less than fifty miles away. With the speed of Huangquan Storm, Patriarch Wuling would be caught up before he could get in.
Pain flashed across his face, and Patriarch Wuling made the second difficult choice. With a wave of his hand, under the flashing multicolored light, a figure rushed head-on to the storm in Huangquan.
It was Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's soul power is much stronger than that of ordinary emperors. Although it is not as powerful as a powerful emperor in number, it is far superior in quality and is not inferior to Zhunzun. At this moment, there is no way out. Under the circumstances, the ancestor of Wuling had no choice but to abandon Ye Chen, just like abandoning the most precious puppet formation on the fortieth floor.
"If you don't get the Nether Fruit this time, the old man will lose his wife and lose his army."
Ye Chen is one of the best materials he has seen for so many years, maybe the best, almost 80% of the body's strength, which is much more precious than anything, if it is not endangering his life, he will not abandon it even if he is killed Ye Chen, couldn't help it, Wuling Patriarch hated Patriarch Dali even more, if the other party hadn't conspired against him, this time he could use the puppet array to stop the storm in Huangquan and buy him some time, there is no need to give up Ye Chen.
"Ancestor Dali, just wait for me."
Roaring in a low voice, Patriarch Wuling rushed into the tower.
The moment he was thrown out, Ye Chen had already woken up. Of course, Ye Chen had already woken up a lot at the moment when he was fighting Dali Patriarch. Although Wuling Patriarch had strong control over him, his strength was limited. Under the old ancestor's fight, this kind of control has been weakened a lot. With Ye Chen's will, he naturally snatched the right to control the mind, but because of the strength of the Wuling ancestor, Ye Chen has been hiding his sobriety.
"This is!"
At this moment, Ye Chen's sight was filled with a dragon-like storm in the underworld, and the next moment, his whole body was submerged in the storm under the underworld.