"The Bow of the Northern Emperor...that should be something that belongs to us!" Yan Duanhun's expression became gloomy. I don't know if it was because of the fear and shadow brought by the arrow just now, or the jealousy that the Bow of the Northern Emperor did not belong to him.

When they had already given up looking for the Northern Emperor's bow, it appeared in shock... So, the Northern Emperor Sect began to focus on the disaster bow again. The difference is that the big reason is not the mission left by their ancestors, but a desire to take powerful power and powerful forbidden weapons for their own possession. Especially today, too many people from the Northern Emperor Sect personally experienced the power of the disaster bow, and this kind of disaster also expanded greatly like a blown balloon.

When everything had just calmed down, almost all the frightened people from the Northern Emperor Sect rushed to this direction, staring at the big pit on the ground, and the long ravine that made people almost unable to believe their eyes. Then, chaotic screams rang out one after another, and there were several people lying on the ground, who were those who were high above the Northern Emperor Sect and were powerful without anger.

"Give me the order and stop everything in my hand. Within three months, I will know that more than half of the evil sects are distributed in Tianchen Great 6, and go immediately!!" Yan Duanhun shouted angrily, then turned away. If he could still bear it, then he would not be Yan Duanhun. The Northern Emperor Sect, which is distributed throughout the world, has never stopped tracking the evil sect, but this brief death order was the first time Yan Duanhun has been in so many years. Today, the Evil Emperor's presence and personal experience of the power of the disaster bow, he finally gave up silence.

However, as soon as he took a few steps forward, his body suddenly shook, and the blood was squirting out of his throat with one breath, and his body also softened.

"Sect Master!" After a chaotic exclaim, Yan Duanhun was surrounded by the panicked people of the Northern Emperor Sect. He suppressed his qi and blood, raised his hand, and gasped and said, "Send me to the inner room... and notify me that I will be in seclusion for a week!"

Immediately, everyone in the entire Northern Emperor Sect knew about the appearance of the Evil Emperor in the sect. Yan Duanhun's death order also caused a long-lasting commotion among the huge Northern Emperor Sect forces that were all over the world, and to a certain extent stirred up the world's storm.

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“Where is this place?”

Ye Wuchen panted and turned to look around. The random teleportation of the fragrant fragrance cracked the space brought him here. Fortunately, there were no monsters or other places around here, but as soon as Ye Wuchen came here, he clearly felt the unusual desolation and coldness here.

There was no one, no bird or beast, and there was no trace of dead grass on the slightly gray ground. You should know that on normal land without human or beast trampling, it would always be covered with green grass vegetation. Even in the cold winter, there would be a piece of dead grass. The land here looked nothing unusual at first glance, but there was no vegetation at all, so he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Xiangxiang, where is this?" Ye Wuchen looked around and asked Xiangxiang who sent him. But the answer to him was a subtle but heavy breathing sound. When he lowered his head, the small girl with a hazy fragrance and white light was holding his clothes weakly and leaning against his neck.

Ye Wuchen had never seen her so tired. He knew that she had indeed used all her strength today. He reached out and gently stroked her small body: "Xiangxiang, thank you for your hard work, have a good rest."

"Ye...ah..." Xiangxiang answered very little and faintly, then closed her eyes and turned into a dragon fox body in a ball of white light. She curled up into a white fluffy ball and jumped into Ye Wuchen's arms without moving. She did not need to consume any energy to maintain the pocket girl form. The reason why she returned to the dragon fox form was because it was more comfortable to lie in his arms by shrinking into a ball of hair.

Although Xiangxiang did not answer him, he already knew the answer. She would not know where this place was randomly teleported. Ye Wuchen hugged the little dragon fox and walked forward a few steps. Then suddenly stopped, frowned tightly, narrowed his eyes, and quietly felt the breath around him.

A slight wind blew, and the no stranger breath poured into his nose under the urging of the wind and brushed across his body. He finally knew why there was no grass here, just like a place of death... because this is a real place of death.

That aura...is clearly the power of death. Moreover, it is the strong aura of death. The concentration of the aura of death here is not as high as that of the Demon-Capture Tower before, but its ability to deprive life and its terrible abilities are obviously greater than that.

"The air of death... Why does the air of death appear here? Moreover, it is such a large range." Looking ahead and the large area of ​​bare land around, Ye Wuchen's doubts became heavier and heavier. There must be a cause for abnormalities. Just like the aura of death around the Demon-Capture Tower back then, the aura of death was that during the blockade of Tongxin, because she could not break free from the shackles, she kept releasing the power of death around her body with her body, and spent a full twenty years turning the forest into a black forest. What was the reason here?

Lin Xiu was hit by Ye Wuchen's power of death. When Shui Nanhe first arrived at the Tianlong Palace to treat the Queen Lin Xiu, he once said that there was a place of death north of Kui Shui Kingdom. The people who originally lived there were dead, and even he did not dare to stay there... If Ye Wuchen heard what he said, he would have guessed immediately that this place was still Kui Shui Kingdom, and this place must have been the place of death that Shui Nanhe said inexplicably formed.

The power of death is a demon that can take away life for ordinary people, but has no effect on Ye Wuchen. He looked down at Xiangxiang, who was already in a sleepy state, and did not notice its strangeness. He did not take it back, looked ahead and walked forward slowly.

The scenery in front of me seemed to be repeating constantly, and it was always bare, without seeing any creatures. Occasionally, I would see several dilapidated houses. Under the long-term influence of the power of death, there was a kind of darkness that was not obvious in color.

"What exactly is it... What is this strange feeling in my heart..." Ye Wuchen asked himself again. At this moment, he suddenly stopped and his eyes shot out a solemn light. In front of him, far from his sight, he saw two figures... They were indeed two people, and he would not read it wrong. In this place where no creature could survive, two people appeared. The identities of these two people are absolutely impossible to be ordinary!

With his current state, he must not put himself in any dangerous place, and must not approach the two people. The surroundings were empty and he could not find a place to hide. As his eyes flashed, he lowered his body and leaned against a stone protruding from the ground, staring there quietly. Although his body is extremely weak now, his eyesight will not be affected. He believes that when he was able to capture the other person's existence, the other person should not be able to see him... Even if the other person has the strength of the god level.

But immediately he found something strange again. He observed that direction for a long time, and the two figures didn't move for a while. The two people were not sitting on the ground, not meditating or something, but were clearly standing side by side. Ye Wuchen's heart moved slightly, and his eyes were still looking at the two people tightly. At the same time, his power was also recovering. Gradually, in the wind mixed with the elements of death, time passed by minute by minute, and a long time passed, and the two figures in their sight still had no movement, standing there quietly like two stone sculptures.

Ye Wuchen looked away and felt the power in his body. When he confirmed that he had almost recovered enough power to escape, he grabbed a smooth small stone at his hand, aimed it at the figure in the distance, and flicked his finger.

"Swoosh!" The little stone flew away with a sharp and long sound of breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, it flew to the distance, approaching the two figures. Although its degree was, its flight trajectory was never locked away from Ye Wuchen's sight. Finally, the small stone flew away from the middle of the two figures and fell to the ground.

The two figures still had no reaction, even if they were not a single one.

Ye Wuchen was silent. After a few minutes, he finally stepped forward and approached the two figures. As he got closer, the figures became clearer and clearer. They were indeed two people, and they would never be anything like sculptures or carvings. Gradually, Ye Wuchen got closer and closer to them, and had already walked into a very ordinary person who could see his distance. But the two people in their sight still had no reaction.

Ye Wuchen had already clearly seen their appearance, expressions, and every part of their body. After pausing for a moment, his brows frowned, approached with deep surprise and surprise, and came to them, a few meters away from them, looking at each other face to face.

The two looked about thirty years old, one man and one woman, dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, not like a hermit. Their expressions showed a dullness like time freezing. Their eyes opened and looked straight ahead, with their eyes motionless, and there was no turmoil in their eyes. They were in a normal standing posture, and only their heads and corners of their clothes danced freely with the occasional wind.

Doll?

No... Ye Wuchen looked at the two people in front of him and thought softly in his heart.

Moreover, these two people actually brought him a strong sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them not long ago.

Not long ago...

Ye Wuchen thought for a moment, and the already locked eyebrows suddenly sank again. He had indeed seen these two people. At that time, he just glanced at random and did not leave much impression. But he could be sure that these two people were undoubtedly those two people... They were the couple whom he called "Dad" and "Mother" when he met the mysterious girl named "Xiao Mo" on the streets of Tianlong City. Ye Wuchen did not forget the strange and indifferent feeling that was not mixed with any emotions when they spoke.

Xiaomo's parents...why are they here?

Will this be a very interesting appearance? Looking at the two people in front of him who seemed to be out of their bodies, Ye Wuchen could not describe his mood at this moment. Xiangxiang's random teleportation seemed to have sent him a very interesting place.

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