Chapter 1683 (2/2)

It is not only depressing, but also maddening. With the cultivation strength of Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng and Suo Mingzhang, I feel a little restless.

It is like the deepest abyss of the devil sea, the core of Jiuyou, coming here to them.

In the depths of the devil sea, twelve pillars appear, scattered in a forest, arranged irregularly, with different heights, thicknesses, and seemingly no rules to speak of.

However, nature contains a different kind of artistic conception, which is mysterious and unpredictable. It is also contrary to the world and heaven and earth principles. It is self-contained and has constant conflicts.

On the top of the twelve pillars, some of them are empty, while some of them are hidden and occupied.

On one of the columns with nothing on the top, a blood mist rose gradually. The chaos in the blood mist was indistinct, which made it difficult to distinguish.

However, the blood mist drifted slowly out of the black nine hell sea abyss, exuded the black auspicious cloud, and came close to Yan Zhaoge and them.

”Dear friends, please.” Said the primitive heart devil politely.

Feng Yunsheng's face remained unchanged, and the darkness on his head showed a chaotic abyss, which looked similar to the abyss of the nine hell sea and the chaos of Hongmeng before the opening of heaven and earth.

The dark and chaotic abyss spreads to the periphery, and the vague margin contacts with the blood mist and begins to have an obvious outline.

Feng Yunsheng's body suddenly vibrated slightly.

Originally dark and obscure chaos began to become more and more concrete. At the end of the day, it rolled and boiled like boiling water.

”Woo -” Feng Yunsheng breathed out a long breath and shook his head at Yan Zhaoge and Suo Mingzhang to show that he was not in any way.

On the other side, the nine hell sea reflected in the black auspicious cloud on the head of the original heart devil is still empty on the pillar at the source of the blood fog.

However, from the perspective of Yanzhao song, it seems that there are some changes with the column itself.

The columns became more obscure and darker than before. In the dark abyss, they became more fuzzy, more empty and more difficult to observe.

And the blood fog became more dense, darker and even more black.

”You've got to push forward.” Feng Yunsheng suddenly snorted.

Between the chaos and agitation of the abyss above her head, she began to gradually regain peace and become dark and unpredictable.

But it seems that the blood mist still doesn't give up, and still only absorbs the Luoyuan transformed by the artistic conception of Fengyun Shengwu road.

”It's a bad word for fengdaoyou. So far, we have lost a lot, not only in our harvest.” The original mind devil is still smiling, like a haggling vegetable market vendor.

However, Yan Zhaoge and Suo Mingzhang both knew how dangerous the two sides were in the business, and they lost a thousand miles.

”Excuse me, I want to force you to buy and sell?” Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows gently.

It can be seen that while fengyunsheng gave up part of the power of the demons in the end of the law and returned it to Jiuyou, there were other gains from Jiuyou, so the original mind devil said that if so, Jiuyou could not help but lose.

Nine you lost, own earn, Yan Zhaoge naturally happy to see its success, immediately put out a hand, paste on the fengyunsheng vest.

The blood fog is between the virtual and the real. It can be cut off from the outside. The battle still lies on fengyunsheng.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge and fengyunsheng seem to have the same mind. Following fengyunsheng's mind, he seems to have a glimpse of Jiuyou.

At this moment, it seems to be close to each other, and it seems to be the end of the world. In Yan Zhaoge's and Feng Yunsheng's sight, the twelve columns are more and more clear.