Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

A journey of a thousand miles is just a blink of an eye for strong men like Wei Yang.

Therefore, they soon arrived at the mountainous area where the evil fire was born.

However, the lush mountains that Xiao Yan saw that day had long since disappeared, and all that was left was a milky white desert.

A terrifying high temperature rose from the desert, causing the space within a thousand miles to appear slightly distorted.

"What a terrifying Pure Lotus Demonic Fire! It actually burned such a huge mountain range into a desert!"

Looking at the vast desert that appeared before their eyes, Wei Yang and his companions could not help but take a deep breath of the hot air and said in shock.

This is the real burning of the sky and boiling of the sea, destroying heaven and earth.

hum~

A layer of illusory black curtain appeared on Wei Yang's body surface, covering his body like a twisted illusory black hole, isolating him from the high temperature from the outside world.

Then he raised his head and looked at the sky far ahead.

The space there had already been cracked open, and wisps of milky white light were pouring out from the broken space. In that light, there was a terrifying temperature that even the soul could not endure.

"The space that sealed the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire has been broken, but the demonic fire has not escaped. I think it should be within the sealed space. These milky white lights are just some of the residual heat released by it." Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan said softly.

"Is it just residual heat?" After hearing this, even with Zi Yan's strength, her cheeks couldn't help but change a little.

Just a little bit of the residual heat that leaked out was enough to burn the mountains and turn them into deserts, causing such terrible destruction that it could be said to be earth-shattering.

If one really enters that space, how terrifying would it be? !

"Why? Do you think that the third place on the Strange Fire List is just a false title?" Wei Yang shook his head.

咻咻 咻 ~

While Wei Yang and his party were waiting, the sound of breaking wind could be heard from all directions above the desert.

One after another, figures stopped far away from the broken space, looking at the milky white desert beneath their feet with shock in their eyes.

Obviously they all knew that before tonight, this place was still a land of towering mountains full of vitality.

“It seems that if we want to obtain the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, we must enter the sealed space.” Yao Lao stared at the broken space for a long time before speaking.

"Should we go in now?" Xiao Yan asked.

"No hurry, let's wait." Wei Yang said calmly: "This thing is not a first come first served. Didn't you see that those ancient races haven't shown up yet? Since they are not in a hurry, then we don't have to be in a hurry. The sealed space must be extremely dangerous. We'd better not be the first to show up."

"Yeah." Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan and the others nodded slightly.

They could also keenly feel the strong dangerous atmosphere inside the space. If they rushed in hastily, they would probably not end up well.

Swish!

As everyone was waiting without taking any risks, there was a sudden movement in a certain area of ​​space.

Soon, thick black fog seeped out from the space, and a moving and powerful aura quietly spread out, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the world.

Where the black fog emerged, under the gaze of everyone, after a while, the black fog slowly dissipated, and several figures slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

"That is the Soul Palace Master."

Looking at the black-robed figure who was the leader of those people and exuded a terrifying aura, Yao Lao's pupils shrank slightly, and he spoke slowly.

"He is the Soul Palace Master?"

Hearing this, Wei Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Zi Yan seemed eager to try, but was immediately stopped by Wei Yang.

As for Xiao Yan, his hands beneath his sleeves slowly clenched tightly.

There were three figures emerging from the gradually dispersing black fog.

One of them was wearing a black robe and his face was not particularly striking. He looked like an ordinary person. If he blended into the crowd, he would be inconspicuous.

The pair of palms exposed from the sleeves were also slightly rough, looking like the hands of an old farmer.

However, it was this seemingly ordinary figure that made most of the people present hold their breath involuntarily at this moment, with their eyes solemn and fearful.

The Lord of the Soul Palace.

These four simple words have a great reputation throughout the entire continent.

And this reputation was built up by countless bloodshed.

Looking at Zhongzhou, apart from the Xingyun Pavilion which has only emerged in recent years, for many years, basically no force has dared to openly express hostility towards him.

This is certainly due to the background of the Soul Clan, but at the same time, it also has its own powerful deterrent.

This Soul Palace master once massacred dozens of sects in one night.

That night, blood flowed into rivers and corpses lay everywhere.

Five top warriors whose strength had reached the level of two-star Douluo all fell at the hands of this one man.

That night, the Soul Palace Master gained a truly vicious reputation.

It also made the Soul Palace the apparent overlord among the many forces in Zhongzhou. Even Danta had to avoid its edge.

At this moment, this notorious and powerful figure who had intimidated the entire Zhongzhou was just floating quietly in the sky.

His gaze was like that of an old monk sitting in meditation, without the slightest fluctuation. No matter whether the gazes around him were full of awe or hatred, he remained unmoved.

"Master of the Soul Palace!"

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists, and stared at the figure.

A few days ago, his soul almost fell into the hands of this person. Thinking back on it now, he still felt a little scared.

When Xiao Yan was staring at the Soul Palace Master, the latter seemed to have noticed something and slowly turned his head, moving his gaze, and looking at Xiao Yan with those calm eyes.

Then, he carefully looked Xiao Yan up and down before saying indifferently, "The defeated Xiao clan can actually produce a clan member with such talent as you. This is the fault of our Soul Palace."

"Heh." In response, Xiao Yan sneered.

"Palace Master, it was he who led people to destroy our Human Palace." A figure behind the Palace Master of the Soul Palace said respectfully.

He raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face. It was the deputy master of the Soul Palace.

"In time, this boy may become another Xiao Xuan." The Soul Palace Master ignored the deputy palace master's words and spoke in a flat voice.

His tone remained at a constant pitch without any ups and downs, sounding a bit dull and weird.

Hearing the Soul Hall Master's high evaluation of Xiao Yan, the Deputy Hall Master opened his mouth, then looked at the other silent figure beside him, and laughed dryly: "No matter how strong that kid is, he is not as strong as the young clan leader. Even if he is the next Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan's end is not good."

"Heh." Upon hearing this, the Soul Hall Master let out an indescribable laugh, then slowly shook his head and said softly, "It's hard to say."

"However, we seem to have forgotten the existence of another person."

As he spoke, the Soul Palace Master's gaze slowly moved away from Xiao Yan and fell on another tall figure beside him, as if it was wrapped in an illusory black hole.

In those calm eyes, there finally appeared some ripples at this moment.

"He is, Wei Yang?"

At this time, Wei Yang seemed to have sensed something. He turned his head slightly and looked over. His dark pupils instantly turned into a pair of deep black holes, as if they wanted to devour the soul of the Soul Palace Master. They were quite aggressive.

Immediately, he grinned: "Hehehe~ Are you Hun Mie Sheng?"