After living in seclusion for 10,000 years, descendants come to visit you at the beginning

The group of people left Taixuan Sect in a mighty manner and headed towards the distant Sea of ​​Black Bones.

Along the way, there were no more frictions or conflicts. After all, Zuoju didn't want to be bored, while Lin Yichen was not interested at all.

So what if he has reached the second major level of Acquired Heaven Realm? If he really wants to fight, he is 90% sure that he will kill his opponent here.

It's not that Lin Yichen is conceited, but that he has this confidence.

If the soul of Taizu, the energy and blood of the great demon, the body of gods and demons, and the magical powers of the Eight Fierce Tribes could not suppress Zuo Ju, Lin Yichen felt that his life was in vain.

At this time, he was flying quickly on the iron box, and at the same time he took out a piece of golden paper to meditate on.

All around were the deacons of the Taixuan Sect. These Xiantian realm experts were flying in the air, leading a few inner sect disciples to draw a series of divine rainbows in the sky.

There are only three people who can control the treasure to fly, Lin Yichen, Zuo Ju, and Dong Hua.

The golden paper in Lin Yichen's hand was not something else, it was the record of the great demon's magical power that he had obtained early in the morning: the mental method of Huo Luanbian.

The reason why one can use magical powers in the Houtian realm is because the Dantian in the body has been opened and has a foundation to support the use of magical powers.

But no one noticed that right behind them, in a place where they couldn't sense it, there was a black shadow following them from a distance.

That person has been there since they left Taixuanmen.

The speed of flying in the air was not comparable to what Lin Yichen could do on foot.

At the current speed of everyone, it would probably take a few days at most to reach the Palace of Shadows far away in the Sea of ​​Black Bones.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the journey has been uneventful.

It wasn't until everyone left the realm of Taixuanmen and appeared in front of the small city closest to Yinhun Palace that they stopped to rest.

In the night sky, the full moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines down, giving off a silvery white moonlight.

In the silent and nameless city, in the gorgeous restaurant and luxurious room, a person knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully to the person in front of him.

"Pavilion Master, the people from the Black Prison have arrived."

The person kneeling on the ground was none other than Wang Ping.

And the person in front of him was none other than the Pavilion Master of the Taixuanmen Divine Weapon Pavilion: Yuan Jinghua

"I didn't expect that since the Wang family could afford the price, letting the people from the Black Prison take action was really a surprise to me."

In the dim room, Yuan Jinghua's expression was as dark as water. He said it was an accident, but his eyes were full of disdain for the people kneeling below. The black prison was a dark place that made all the caves in ancient times fearful and distressed. Power.

Because Black Prison is an assassination force hidden in the dark night. For Black Prison, there are almost no people he dare not touch. As long as you can afford the price, in ancient times, even if you were a saint, Black Prison Prison dares to take action.

According to ancient rumors, there are nearly hundreds of thousands of killers under the Black Prison Sect, distributed among the major cave heaven forces in ancient times. When there is no mission, these people are just disciples of these cave heaven.

But once they accept the mission , he will transform into a ghost in the night and take people’s heads as easily as picking out objects from a bag.

"This matter will also bother the Pavilion Master to come forward and hold Lin Yue back. Otherwise, with Lin Yue's strength, it will be difficult to implement the plan."

Wang Ping raised his head and looked at the master of the Shenbing Pavilion in front of him, with a look of madness in his eyes.

As long as he thought that the son of the Northern King was going to fall into the hands of his Wang family and avenge the Wang family, he could not calm down his excitement.

"Okay, please step back."