Chapter 219 Forget-Sorrow Valley

In the air, the Star Soul Tower, which was originally as arrogant as a general, was now as submissive as if it saw a king, and its whole body was shaking like a sieve.

The ruthless thunder roared, swearing on behalf of the lofty Black Sun that it was the insurmountable king in the evil ghost world, the king who could not be disobeyed, the king who could not be challenged, and the only king.

At this time, the energy above the thunder was no longer something that ordinary cultivators could understand. The power of the law, the power of the wild, the power of the interface, and the power of the underworld were even more than the energy released when Xu Yang used the Moon Fantasy Bead.

This black thunder was the incarnation of the scepter in the hands of the underworld master Fengdu Emperor. The high and mighty punishment scepter of the Hades Emperor, who could only be looked up to, was now lashing fiercely on the tower body of the Star Soul Tower.

It seemed to be saying: "Humble slave, kneel down for this emperor!"

A moment later, the cracks on the seven-story Star Soul Tower connected into a network, and thousands of golden lights pierced through the cracks of the network. The 42 tower bells on it played in unison, and the rapid and crisp "dangdang" sound seemed to be the last swan song of its life.

Collapse!

Collapsed in pieces!

Collapsed with unparalleled energy!

The void was torn apart!

A rapidly circling black hole suddenly appeared at the location where the Star Soul Tower had just exploded.

The space black hole was several feet in size, dark and bottomless, like a big mouth from hell swallowing everything in front of it, rocks, trees, air, and even light could not escape.

The energy emitted by the crazy collapse of the Star Soul Tower was also sucked into the black hole. For a time, the wind was howling, like the roar of hundreds of beasts, which was extremely terrifying.

What was terrifying was that Mu Jin and Xiao Hong Zhu, who had fainted on the ground, had no ability to resist. They were lifted up by the strong wind, and the two black figures were like helpless boats in the raging waves, and were instantly sucked into the black hole.

Xu Yang, who was far away, saw it with his eyes and was anxious.

"Mu Jin, wait for me!"

He shouted.

Without thinking too much, Xu Yang rolled up his fire wings behind him and exerted all his remaining magic power. His leaping figure turned into a red stream of light, and in the blink of an eye, he chased into the black hole and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the black-clothed E Ling moved, leaving only a ghost-like shadow and also threw himself into the black hole.

Xing Bao, Xing Hu, Luo Yu and Yin Feng used various methods to resist the suction of the black hole. For a while, the sword light was like a net, and the crackling sound continued. But it seemed to have little effect, and the four people's feet became unstable.

The next moment, the black sun in the sky flashed. An invisible energy fell on the black hole like a tight hoop.

The black hole that was raging like a beast suddenly turned into a docile kitten, spinning quickly, getting smaller and smaller, until it became the size of a needle tip, and finally disappeared.

Black Sun! The incarnation of the Hades! He has always been the master of this interface.

The four Star Leopards looked at each other, with extremely complicated expressions on their faces.

There was the relief of escaping the black hole, the regret that the task could not be completed temporarily, and the admiration for Xu Yang and E Ling's will to sacrifice their lives.

"They were swallowed by the black hole." Yin Feng, who had turned back to his original appearance, looked at the empty void and said, then stretched out his large hooked nose to sniff back and forth, and shook his head in disappointment.

"I wonder where they were taken by the space black hole? Maybe they will be lost in the space black hole forever." Luo Yu said, habitually using her hands to tie her messy hair neatly behind her head.

"No matter where they go, as long as that person is not dead, the hunting order of the three palaces will never stop." Xingbao said, and the Xinghui Sword in his hand returned to the scabbard behind him with a "cang" sound, waiting to be drawn out again.

"It's a pity for the Star Soul Tower. It is a very precious secret treasure owned by Youxing Palace. I didn't expect it to be burned by the thunder. However, the energy of the explosion of the Star Soul Tower was also sucked into the space black hole just now. As long as we can sense the place where the energy of the Star Soul Tower was released last, maybe we can find them." As he said, Xinghu touched his two mustaches with his hand, and it was obvious that he was not calm in his heart.

"This method is feasible, but it is very troublesome to track. It seems that there are only twenty days left before the deadline for hunting. If we can't find it before then, we will wait to go back and face the punishment." Xingbao said with a serious face.

"It seems that the man who escaped into this forgotten land has indeed prepared many means of contact. We should contact the two people from the Phantom Palace as soon as possible. If we can work together and find that person, we will have a better chance of winning." Luo Yu regained her calm thinking and gave suggestions.

After this battle, Xingbao and Xinghu no longer had the arrogance and sharpness they had before. They all expressed their agreement with Luo Yu's suggestions.

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In the evil ghost road.

There is a place unknown to the world, or hidden in a mysterious barrier.

This place is a village, a village located in a wide valley.

In the center of the valley, that is, the center of the village, stands a blood-red monument that is more than ten feet tall.

The monument is cylindrical, and it is unknown what it is made of. Its bottom is like a huge tree root, intertwined and inserted into the soil below. From the bottom, blood-red veins extend upward and wrap around the surface of the monument. And there seems to be blood flowing in the veins.

It is more like a huge spiritual tree from another world than a monument.

Countless reddish rays of light gushed out from the top of the monument, like an enormous umbrella, supporting a huge barrier space.

The village is under the protection of this giant umbrella space. There are three big characters engraved on a huge stone at the entrance of the village.

Forget-your-sorrow Valley.

The magical thing is that from outside the valley, there is no monument or village at all. The violent heat of the high black sun in the sky becomes harmless and gentle after being filtered through this barrier.

There is no wildness and killing atmosphere in other places of the evil ghost road, but the harmonious and quiet atmosphere of ordinary human villages everywhere.

In a small tavern without a name in the village.

"I don't know who will drink the mulberry wine this year. The color is still tender than the cold pulp, and the fragrance is like the sweet dew of eternal spring." A drinker chanted.

The drinker sat alone at a wine table. There was only a large wine jar on the table except for a plate of dry fried peanuts with a few left.

The wine jar was a brown glazed earthenware big-bellied bottle, which looked like it could hold more than ten kilograms of white wine.

He was wearing a soap-colored coarse cloth that had been changed and washed many times, and the cuffs showed the original light color of the cloth. His appearance was handsome, with sharp eyes and long black hair tied behind his head.

At this time, he was holding an empty wine cup that he had just finished drinking. After reciting a wine poem with an intoxicated look on his face, he raised his hand and grabbed the edge of the wine jar on the table, and was about to fill another bowl of wine.

But he shook his hand and found that the wine jar was empty.

His slightly drunk eyes glanced at the counter of the wine shop, and his upturned mouth corners revealed an unruly smile.

"Hey, Mr. Bai, serve the wine."

Behind the counter stood a young woman wearing a blue dress and a plump but not fat figure. The young woman had a simple bun on her head with a simple silver hairpin. Although her appearance was only average, the plump curves of her bodice revealed the mature charm of a young woman, which was enough to attract people's attention.

"Drunkard Xiao, you already owe me thirty taels of wine money, why do you still want to continue to buy on credit?"

The young woman said, and came out from behind the counter, bent down and picked out an unopened jar of fine wine from under the counter, twisted her waist, and came to the wine table in a few steps.

She gently put the jar on the table, stretched out her hand to skillfully open the jar, and then held the jar with both hands, pouring the white wine into Drunkard Xiao's empty wine cup.

At this time, her body leaned forward slightly, and her originally plump chest seemed even more weighty, heavy, as if it was about to burst through her clothes and jump out. Maybe they were originally a pair of fat white rabbits that could jump.

But Drunkard Xiao's eyes always stayed on the silver wine line flowing out of the mouth of the wine jar, never moving half an inch, never moving for a moment.

It is said that wine can make people lose their temper, but for a real drunkard, when the wine is in front of them, there is no room for a grain of sand in their eyes. Drunkard Xiao is such a person, a complete drunkard.

"Okay, okay, now it's thirty-three taels of wine. Boss Bai, you know me well. If you don't pay for the wine, the taste of the wine will change. At the end of the month, I promise to pay off the wine." Drunkard Xiao said, holding up the wine cup and drinking it all.

Real drunkards don't owe money for wine. This is the quality of wine and also the quality of people.

"Good wine, this ancient method of brewing mulberry wine is really irresistible." Drunkard Xiao said while smacking his lips.

"Drunkard Xiao, why didn't I see your inseparable little apprentice today?" Boss Bai asked.

"My good apprentice? He went out to collect herbs." Drunkard Xiao answered simply.

"Could it be that your apprentice went to collect herbs and sold them to the pharmacy to exchange them for your wine money?"

"Hehe." Drunkard Xiao didn't answer, but smiled uncomfortably.

"I don't know whether you are lucky or your apprentice is unlucky. I have a drunkard master like you, and I have to earn money for your drinking every day."

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"Ding ding dang dang."

The crisp sound of blacksmithing came from a blacksmith shop in the town.

A middle-aged man with a half-naked upper body was swinging the hammer in his hand to hit a red iron ingot.

He had a wet towel on his shoulder, and his strong arms splashed with large drops of sweat. His strong chest seemed to be stronger and more powerful than the iron ingot, a real man.

"Hammer, how is the iron shovel you made for me?"

An old man with white hair and beard stood outside the iron shop. Although his face was covered with wrinkles, he was full of breath and his eyes were shrewd and sharp. As he spoke, he picked up the brass pipe in his hand, took a puff, and exhaled a leisurely breath.

"Village chief, your shovel will be ready in about a quarter of an hour. If you are not in a hurry, you can go to the town and come back to get it." The blacksmith answered cheerfully.

"Okay, I'll go around first. The town has been peaceful recently, which saves me a lot of effort." With that, the old village chief turned and left.