Chapter 672: Black skull

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672 Black Skull
The two figures moved forward quickly, and soon set foot on that vast slate.
The next moment, Tang Huan felt that the whole person was relaxed. Within the scope of this slate, the horror pressure derived from the cloud and mist was completely isolated. In this slate, let alone Fengming, the ninth-level peak powerhouse, even a small one can move here freely.
Tang Huan's thoughts moved slightly, and the colorful sky disappeared immediately.
Sure enough, there was no longer any sense of oppression, and instead it was an extremely strong breath of power. This power has the same origin as the power contained in the surrounding clouds. In this area, this power no longer brings pressure, but it is several times more pure than the surrounding clouds.
This kind of power can be absorbed by refining. If you cultivate here, the speed of cultivation is definitely faster than the third layer of "Tian Ling Secret Realm".
Chong Fengming winked, Tang Huan cleared his mood and moved forward silently.
"Oh?"
But he rushed out dozens of meters. On the shoulder of Tang Huan, he started to whisper when he was little, and the fleshy little buttocks wriggled, and seemed extremely disturbed. Tang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his heart unconsciously gave birth to a warning sign. The more he moved forward, the more unpleasant the feeling became.
However, for a moment, Tang Huan couldn't catch where this feeling came from.
The two incarnations of the Lord of the Night Temple?
Tang Huan quietly slowed down, the thought flashed in his mind, but the next moment, Tang Huan rejected it. Those two incarnations, which are equivalent to two ninth-level martial arts saints, are unlikely to pose any threat to him, nor will they make Daziao feel dangerous.
"Coo ..."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ai also whispered softly, apparently also aware of it.
Feng Mingdai's eyebrows were tightly frowning, the appearance of Xiao Biao and Xiao Ai, and the look of Tang Huan made her feel that the situation was quite wrong, and this place also made her feel depressed.
Tang Huan's eyes narrowed for a moment. Between the thoughts, the colorful sky appeared again, and the sensing ability was instantly enhanced to the extreme.
"Woo--"
A low roar sounded, as if an ancient beast suddenly woke up after innumerable sleep, the volume was getting louder and louder at first, but after a few breaths of effort, the roar The sound was like a thunderbolt, and it seemed to tear the eardrums.
Along with this roar, there was also an abnormally terrifying breath fluctuation. Wherever I went, the void was insane.
Tang Huan was agitated, but felt that his scalp was tingling.
The two incarnations of the Lord of the Night Temple are behind the central arch, but there is not only them in that place, but also an amazingly powerful man.
Feeling the turbulence of breath, even Tang Huan was trembling for it.
At this level of breath, Tang Huan had only sensed it in one person before, that is, the sword one changed from the "sword mark" left by the peerless strongman of "Lingxiao Sword Sect."
The strength of the man in front is not lost to Jian Yi?
Tang Huan was shocked and eagerly said, "Feng Ming, no matter, your advanced space vehicle, Xiao Ai is helping me outside." With almost no hesitation, Tang Huan's thoughts moved slightly, and the shuttle was already in his arms. It flickered and fluctuated sharply in the air.
Feng Ming also realized the seriousness of the matter. If she stayed outside, she would distract Tang Huan.
"Be careful!"
With only a moment of caution, Fengming was sucked in by the shuttle, and the little ones also called twice, "Yeah," "Yeah," followed closely and entered the aircraft.
"go!"
After collecting the shuttle, Tang Huan rushed to Xiao Aiwei's shoulder, nodding his head, striding forward, and the overlord gun flashed out in the palm of his hand at the same time, and then turned into the Eight Wild Dragon King. With a big mouth, the soul of the Lord of the Night Temple swallowed it in and regained the look of a overlord gun.
At this moment, Tang Huan slightly regretted it.
There must be something about this place in the soul of the Lord of the Night Temple.
Unfortunately, Tang Huan was eager to find his two incarnations when he was in the White Bone Palace. After judging that he had not lied, he immediately set off to catch up. If he had spent more time exploring all his memories, he wouldn't know anything about it now.
However, this is the end and regret is useless.
"Woo--"
The whimper sounded like a thunderbolt, resounding through the void, and the breath that swept through the arches like a hurricane became stronger. Almost as soon as the roar fell, the sound of footsteps rang, the sound was low, but extremely penetrating, as if ringing directly at the heart.
When Tang Huan was only a few hundred meters away from the arch, a dark shadow had come out from behind the arch.
It was actually an unusually burly skeleton, whose size was comparable to that of the skeleton on the white bone palace stairs. The difference was that the skeleton was as white as jade, and the skeleton was dark and black all over it. The surrounding light seemed to be sucked in, and became quite dim.
Behind the skull were two black figures, two old men.
"Incarnation?"
Tang Huan's eyes moved slightly, and the breath exuded between the bodies of the two elders was exactly the same as that of the Lord of the Night Temple. They were obviously the two incarnations that Tang Huan was looking for during his trip. As for the black skull ... Tang Huan couldn't help shrinking his eyes when he looked at it, his expression was extremely dignified.
"Goo--"
The little white rabbit opened her mouth and growled loudly.
Don't look at its extremely small body, but the volume that erupts is even greater than that of the skull. The deafening sound seems to condense into substance, and it swells wildly within this area, while it roars, The breath emanating from the body also began to violently stir, such as the raging waves.
"Tang Huan, I didn't expect you to come here, it was a dead end!" When Tang Huan was seen, behind the skeleton, a avatar laughed loudly.
"Tang Huan, you're dead today!" Another incarnation sneered.
"Only such a skeleton?"
Tang Huan smiled coldly, and slid his lips in disdain.
Having said that, Tang Huan's heart did not have the slightest contempt. After the appearance of the black skull, the sense of oppression he brought was even stronger, which made him have a hunch, even if he teamed up with Xiao Ai, he might not Beat it, but that doesn't mean he'll be afraid.
But after a short while, Tang Huan was a little stunned, and the black skeleton actually spoke.
"Tang Huan ..."
Inside the skull's skull, a basin-sized blood-red breath flickered like flames, and a low and cold voice oscillated. "You can come here with good strength, but this misty island is where the king resides. Therefore, you can't help it here! "