Myriad Worlds Poison Sovereign

The picture in his mind couldn't help making Xiao Yi feel cold.

"Well, Xiao Devil, shall we go?" Duan Muyu asked with a humble dry smile.

Now knowing that Xiao Yi intends to save his son, Duan Muyu naturally respects Xiao Yi extremely.

Previously, Duan Muyu didn't have the courage to challenge Xiao Yi if it wasn't for his son.

Xiao Yi glanced at Duanmuyu and said faintly: "After I help you find Duanmushang, how are you going to repay me?"

Duan Muyu was startled, then he clasped his fists solemnly and said: "As long as Devil Xiao can help the old man find the dead, the old man will obey Demon Xiao Xiao in the future.

The corner of Xiao Yi's lips twitched: "Remember what you said today. If there is a violation of yang and yin in the future, your end will be unimaginably miserable!"

Duanmuyu's face paled.

"lead the way!"

After Xiao Yi gave a low drink, Duan Muyu quickly leaped towards the bottom.

The corpse demon array is located below the puppet gate.

Its entrance is just below the master seat in the master hall.

Because of this special position, almost no one dared to move this big chair except Wu Xingtong.

When I saw this majestic chair with a black skull and a skull embedded in the armrests in front of me, Duan Muyu's face became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Xingtong, a dog that is not as good as a bird|beast, The old man helped him to the position of the sect master, but he used the power of the sect master to imprison the old son under the corpse demon array. This kind of wolf-hearted thing is really worthy of death thousands of times!"

Although Wu Xingtong was dead, Duan Muyu couldn't help but want to scold him.

Xiao Yi coldly smiled: "But if what he said is true, how many times should your son die?"

Duan Muyu's old face was embarrassed for a while, and he coughed lightly: "Devil Xiao, don't believe Wu Xingtong's discrediting words to my son. My son will never do those things."

Xiao Yi pouted, he didn't think Wu Xingtong was telling lies.

Because Wu Xingtong had no need to fabricate such a lie.

"I don't care who Duanmushang is. You just need to remember your promise. Stop talking nonsense, remove the seat and open the entrance." Xiao Yi commanded indifferently.

Duan Muyu hurried over and moved the chair away.

As the position of the chair moved, a layer of surging four-color mist suddenly floated on the ground.

The four colors of fog are white, black, blue, and red!

"Devil Xiao, we can just go straight down, penetrate the four-element holy fog, and fall into the center of the corpse demon array." Duan Muyu said.

Xiao Yi nodded: "You go down first, and I will be there later."

Duanmuyu didn't hesitate, and immediately jumped down.

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed: "This four-element holy fog should be formed by the fusion of the cultivation strengths of the four great masters three thousand years ago. With their cultivation, the ultimate age of life, at least There are five thousand years. In the past three thousand years, one or two of them are dead because of the deadline. It is not surprising, but why are these four people no longer there?"

In this four-element holy fog, Xiao Yi did not feel the breath of Zheng Daoyin, Si Qingyang, and Shi Tian, ​​and the three of them were not as old as three thousand years old.

The eldest Si Qingyang should be only nearly two thousand years old.

"Also... Mo Zang's predecessor was the body of a ninth-order Yuan beast, but no one seemed to know about his existence..."

Xiao Yi's eyes were narrowed tighter.

"It seems that there is a mysterious mystery on this continent, which has never been touched by anyone. Has anyone doubted all this, or dare not to explore it at all?"

Xiao Yi's mind sank, he was very disgusted with the existing but unknown things.

Because unknown, it means unpredictable, and there may be dangers.

But at the moment, thinking deeply can't get the answer, so Xiao Yi stopped thinking about it for the time being.

He headed towards the four-element holy fog area, straight away.

Huh!

The quaternary holy fog is like a cloud layer, easily penetrated.

But Xiao Yi could feel that the four-element holy fog had a powerful sealing effect, but their existence was only to target the monstrous demon energy below!

The demon energy under the four-element holy fog was ten times stronger than the demon energy at the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

It's just that there is no gravity array below, and the devilish energy is also suppressed by the corpse demon array, and it cannot violently attack those who enter.

If not, Wu Xingtong would not be able to send Duanmu Shang in.

But in such a place, ordinary people obviously can't stay for a long time, otherwise there will be the danger of devilish energy.

After Xiao Yi settled down and stabilized his figure, he glanced at his feet.

Under the feet are dense arrays, these arrays centered on him and Duanmuyu, enclosing a circular array mandrel with a radius of about fifty meters.

With such a huge array axis, it can be seen that the power of the array is enough to radiate the surrounding area of ​​fifty miles!

Duan Muyu stayed respectfully by Xiao Yi's side, and did not dare to urge Xiao Yi to find loopholes in his formation.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, sacrificed his own soul, and quietly covered the entire corpse demon array!

"Ha ha ha-you are finally here!"

Suddenly, a wicked old laughter came from the endless darkness.

Duan Muyu's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock: "Yes...who is here!"

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Who else can it be? Naturally, he is the ancestor of your puppet door."

"This...how many years have passed. He has been suppressed. Not only is he not dead, but he can speak normally?" Duan Muyu said with a pale and trembling face.

In the records of the sect, the ancestor who turned into the corpse of the **** puppet has a tyrannical temperament and can't say anything. Although the spiritual wisdom was newly born, that spiritual wisdom was only a manifestation of combat ability.

Xiao Yi sneered: "If the corpse of the **** puppet can be immortal for thousands of years, it can become a god! Now that three thousand years have passed, what is a rare thing to be able to speak normally?"

Xiao Yi dismissed it, and stared deep into the darkness.

"You planted the corpse puppet fire in Di Kun's body, right?" Xiao Yi asked.

An evil voice came from the darkness: "Yes! It's a pity that the old man wanted to use his body to understand the situation in today's continent, but your kid broke the plan!"

Xiao Yi asked indifferently, "I don't understand, why didn't you choose Wu Xingtong, but Di Kun?"

The corpse of the **** puppet snorted: "The resentment in Wu Xingtong's soul sea is too deep, and the soul power will that the old man has shallowed cannot enter his soul sea quietly. Otherwise, how could the old man choose Di Kun? waste."

Xiao Yi disdainfully said: "You lie, you are not pretty! You are basically worried that Wu Xingtong will become a corpse puppet after death, and will be noticed by the major forces on the mainland. The unknown Emperor Kun in the Sanctuary! Because Emperor Kun died and turned into the body of a corpse puppet, no one will doubt that you are being suppressed by the corpse demon!"

The corpse of the **** puppet was silent for a while, and then let out a strange laughter again: "Boy, since you know it, why bother to ask the old man. Today, you are here, but for that Wan'e poison stone?"