Chapter 988: Desolate Pavilion (Please Vote!)

With more than a dozen people attacking together, the black eagle couldn't hold on and was about to be killed!

On the other side, seeing the fur-clad youth chasing after him, the short-haired monkeys were also angry!

Although the big bull acted rashly, it was too overbearing to kill him just because he asked for directions!

The three of them looked at Ye Wushuang together.

Ye Wushuang's face was calm. He turned his head and looked at the dying black eagle in the distance. He suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed it fiercely, and immediately arrested the huge body!

"Damn it!"

The dozen people were furious and rushed towards Ye Wushuang.

"Kill!"

Countless divine power beams came through, and Ye Wushuang also pointed out with one finger. The emperor's finger turned into a beam of light that penetrated the sky and shot down, colliding violently with those divine power beams.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, the dozen people who rushed up were bombarded by the boiling energy, like a cannonball hitting the ground, the whole mountain range was shaking violently, the peak was shaking, and the mountain collapsed!

"Die!"

Taking the opportunity, the young man in fur clothes also gave up chasing the big bull, and a purple light column penetrated the void and blasted towards Ye Wushuang!

"Destroy!"

Ye Wushuang poured out a word, and the Dark Emperor's Divine Way was performed, spanning the Netherworld Sky Bridge!

A surging blood river seemed to rush from the starry sky universe, drowning the divine power column, and surging towards the young man in fur clothes, as if to swallow everything.

"Sixth-grade magical power!"

Looking at the magical power method performed by Ye Wushuang, the young man in fur clothes changed his face, and fled without resisting, and flew away in an instant.

Ye Wushuang retracted his magical power and did not chase after him. He turned his eyes to the black eagle, "Do you know the Desolate Pavilion?"

"I know, I know!"

The black eagle spoke in human language, his tone trembling, and was very afraid of Ye Wushuang. More than a dozen people were blown away with one move, which was enough to kill him.

"Then lead the way!"

Ye Wushuang shouted lightly and stepped on the black eagle!

"You..."

The black eagle was furious and actually used it as a flying tool!

Boom boom boom!

Before it could resist, four more figures fell on his body. The body suddenly sank, making its eyes spit fire. It was too much to bully the eagle!

"Don't think I don't know what you are up to. You'd better take us to the Desolate Pavilion honestly, otherwise, I don't mind roasting you."

Ye Wushuang said indifferently, his voice was sharp. How could he not know what the eagle was thinking, and wanted to escape when they were not prepared?

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the black eagle trembled, and immediately lost its temper, and obediently led Ye Wushuang to run towards the Desolate Pavilion.

Not long after they left, the young man in fur clothes returned to the original place again, staring at the direction where Ye Wushuang left with a gloomy face.

"Desolate Pavilion, you will never return."

The young man in fur clothes spit out a sentence grimly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes!

"Young Pavilion Master, you must not let that bastard go!"

The dozen people also got up from the ground in a mess, extremely angry and resentful.

Bang!

The young man in fur clothes flashed with killing light, and a beam of light was blasted towards the person who spoke, directly piercing his body and tearing it into several halves.

The necks of other people shrank immediately, and they were terrified!

"A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

The young man in fur clothes snorted and ran towards the direction where Ye Wushuang left. Desolate Pavilion, that was his trump card, could Ye Wushuang still survive?

Huangge is just a general term. Rather than being a big force, it is better to say that it is a huge gathering area for cultivators!

In addition to the Huangge, a sixth-grade sect, there are many huge cities here, like a huge country!

Ye Wushuang came to the nearest city, called Xuancheng!

After entering Xuancheng, Ye Wushuang found that all the cultivators here were above the supernatural realm, and he couldn't even find a person below the supernatural realm!

Ye Wushuang was not surprised. He had been to the Eternal Realm once, and he knew that this was just a tiny place, and these were just insignificant cultivators!

He had learned about the tip of the iceberg of the Eternal Realm, and knew that what was hidden in it was people, which even gods could not imagine!

The five people walked along the way, and countless eyes on the street fell on them.

No wonder they were so eye-catching. The appearance of the four big barbarian bulls was indeed eye-catching enough, and Ye Wushuang was used to it!

The five people found a restaurant to stay in. The restaurant was the best place to inquire about the news. If the five people wanted to inquire about the forces outside, they had to get it from these people!

Several people made a profound condemnation of the Big Bull's road idiot behavior, and they would not take risks again!

Then, several people made a basic map of the Northern Wasteland and the Northern Dark Territory, and they drew some important forces and places.

What made Ye Wushuang extremely curious was that there was a very strange phenomenon in the Northern Wasteland. Even forces like the Royal Extreme Holy Land and the Demon Spirit Hehuan Palace were not marked on it, but the Divine Dream Holy Land was marked!

Whether it was the map of the Northern Wasteland or the map of the Northern Dark Territory, the Divine Dream Holy Land was marked very clearly!

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The four people asked immediately.

Ye Wushuang pointed to the location of the Divine Dream Holy Land and asked the four people to look at it. The four people took a look and their faces were slightly strange!

"Boss, it's like this. It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a powerful country called the Divine Dream Holy Dynasty, which ruled the Northern Wasteland and more than a dozen surrounding wastelands.

However, it was later confirmed that there was no Divine Dream Holy Dynasty. Many powerful people who were interested went to see it, but they didn't find any clues!

Because this place is eye-catching, it was marked.

Ye Wushuang looked up at the four people with strange faces, knowing that they might know something. If there is no so-called Shenmeng Holy Dynasty, then what is the matter with the ruins under the Shenmeng Holy Land?

Perhaps there are many secrets hidden in it?

However, for Ye Wushuang, he has no mood to think about these things at the moment. After sorting out, he is ready to leave Huangge!

Before he stepped out of the restaurant, a conversation among the guests caught his attention!

"The Northern Wilds have been very interesting recently."

"Tell me, what have you heard?"

"Recently, it has been widely rumored that the geniuses and elders of hundreds of forces in the Northern Wilds were killed by a young Saint King named Ye Wushuang. The ancestors of hundreds of forces have all come out, and the situation is very exciting!"

"These are all hearsay, very reasonable, and purely exaggerated. I did hear an interesting thing."

"What is it?"

"I heard that a middle-aged Taoist stole the bellyband and underwear of Ningrong, the wife of the Pavilion Master of the Wilds. You said he stole it, and that guy is also a talent. He even hung it on the city wall!"

"The Wilds Pavilion lost face and sent out countless strong men for this. But it's strange that the Wilds Pavilion chased for many days and didn't catch that guy!"

"No, I heard that the Wilds Pavilion has already had a great man in the realm of immortality to take action. That guy is probably finished."

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Before, the topic of several people was Ye Wushuang, but then they were attracted by the topic of the Taoist stealing the bellyband!

This topic seemed to be very popular. Soon, people in the restaurant started to chat in low voices!

"Taoist? Stealing bellybands?"

Ye Wushuang couldn't help but think of that wretched and shameless figure, Shen Gongbao!