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

Without waiting for Lin Yue to say anything, Yuan Jinghua walked into the room. This made Lin Yue extremely unhappy, but he still didn't have an attack.

Moreover, the aura of the corpse refiner has gone far away. Even if he catches up now, he may miss him in vain, so he has to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart.

In the night sky, two figures quickly disappeared into the vast darkness one after the other.

Suddenly, Lin Yichen stopped in the night sky. Below were the endless mountains, and the city behind was almost invisible.

But until now, there was still no movement in the city, which made his heart sink.

And as he stopped, the figure of the old man in the shroud also stopped.

The opponent was flying in the air, obviously a strong person in the Xiantian realm.

The old man in the shroud stiffly turned his head to look at him, his eyes were filled with deathly gray, his lips were purple, he opened his mouth slightly and uttered a hoarse voice:"If you don't come, all the hatred will befall your relatives and friends?"

"you dare!"

Hearing this, Lin Yichen was furious. He didn't expect that the other party would be so vicious.

"Jie Jie... None of the people I want to kill in the dark prison are still alive today."

A gloomy sneer came from the mouth of the old man in shrouds. Then he ignored Lin Yichen and turned around and walked towards the darkness.

Seeing this, Lin Yichen's eyes were full of anger, and then he took a step forward and chased after him instantly. Go up.

Attack the person next to him. This person has touched his bottom line and must die.

In the city, Lin Yue looked at the defense shields rising around him, frowned suddenly, and asked with a stern face:"Yuan Deacon, what does this mean?"

"Some things should not be known to outsiders, just in case."

Yuan Jinghua waved his hand to signal Lin Yue not to worry. Then he changed his tone and said,"Does Master Lin know about the Black Prison?"

"Black Prison, could it be the assassination force from ancient times!"

There was an obvious change on Lin Yue's face. It was a dark force that changed the expressions of all the ancient caves.

Just when Yuan Jinghua was delaying to divert Lin Yue's attention, Lin Yichen had already left the city. We came to a mountain range.

Due to the revival of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, giant trees in the mountain range were towering. In the dense forest, two figures were no more than ten meters apart, facing each other in the air.

The white moonlight fell on the young man through the dense forest, A golden robe is flowing with golden light, and his expression is extremely solemn.

In front of the young man, there is an old man wearing a shroud, with sparse white hair, the shroud on his body is damaged in many places, his face is pale, and his body and limbs are stiff.

With the help of the moonlight, he can still We could clearly see the eye-catching corpse spots on the old man's face, the rotten old body with bones visible under the broken shroud, and waves of stench hitting his face.

"Refining corpses together, you are so brave."

Lin Yichen shouted to everyone around him, because he knew very well that the real master was hiding in the dark.

"Jie Jie... The son of the Northern King, you collect people's money and eliminate disasters. If you die in the hands of my black prison, it will not be considered as burying your reputation as the Northern King's son."

The old man's voice was hoarse and sinister, and it was very penetrating.

The billowing death aura continued to spread from the other party's body. When the black death aura passed by, the surrounding vegetation instantly withered and withered.

"In the Xiantian realm, I don’t know how much strength I still retain. You think you can kill me with this."

With a sweep of his sleeves, a golden bolt surged. Under the power of gods and demons, it almost crushed the incoming death aura.