Chapter 377 Entry

Long Yi flew into the forbidden array maintained by nearly 1,800 practitioners. After nodding to the people around him, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the entrance of the underworld.

Ye Gucheng and Ling Tian returned to their respective eyes. The two looked at each other and raised their hands to pinch out the magic fingerprints. When the fingerprints were formed, the ban was launched again, and the ban light curtain flashed and isolated from the outside world again.

Long Yi was in the prohibition. After looking at the realm of the underworld, he closed his eyes and ate. Under his mind's instructions, he also flew out of the virtual precept and suspended beside him.

Everyone's eyes fell on Long Yi.

Long Yi raised his hand and pointed to devour, and a ray of light burst out of his body and went towards devour. After falling on his body, he integrated into his body.

That glory is not something else, but the main soul of Long Yi!

The main soul entered the body of devouring, and the breath on Long Yi's body seemed to be settled and fell into silence.

The main soul yuan god enters the body of the devour, and the devour is Long Yi, Long Yi, that is, the devour. Long Yi will enter the realm of the underworld with the power of the devoured yuan god, while his body will stay at the entrance of the underworld, waiting for the return of the devour.

He arched his hands again to the people around him as a farewell. Long Yi floated in the air, staring deeply at the dark whirlpool like stagning water, the entrance to the realm of the underworld, and then no longer stopped and flew into it!

When his figure disappeared into the realm of the underworld, everything in the outside world was immediately blocked. People in the outside world could not feel him in it, and he also knew nothing about the outside world!

And the forbidden array jointly hosted by Ye Gucheng and Ling Tian is also calm.

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Far from the entrance of the underworld, in Maple Leaf City, hundreds of thousands of miles away, a girl, standing on the wall in a long skirt. Behind him, Yang Kun, with a loyal face and a serious look, guarded her like a guard.

The girl's face looks quite flexible, but the look in her eyes has faded a lot of innocence and romance in the past year, and has been replaced by calmness and wisdom. Now, with the cultivation of Yuanying, she has become the actual controller of Maple Leaf City.

The girl stood on the city wall mountain for a long time, and the breeze gently blew her face, slowly floating a few rays of long black hair on the side of her face, showing her temperament, quite elegant.

Yu De stood behind the girl and looked up at the front, only to find that there was nothing there except the blue sky. His eyes turned, with a little smile, and whispered, "Miss Xinchen, are you thinking about him again?"

When Ye Xinchen heard the words, he was slightly stunned, and then his face turned red. The wind blew a little rosy face, which looked very bright. He took a look at Yu De behind him and said, "Who said I was thinking about him?"

Yu De smiled and still said unscrupulously, "The little one didn't say who the man was. How did the young lady know who he was?"

Ye Xinchen squeezed her lips slightly and knew that she had been trapped by the cunning Yu De. There was a look of shame and anger on her face, but she didn't attack. She just muttered, "Yu De, what do you think he and his father are doing now?"

Yu De said, "Miss, don't worry. Long Yi is not an ordinary person, and what else can he do if he is with the lord of the city now? Maybe I will come back to see you with the lord of the city soon!"

Yang Kun, who was not smiling, also interrupted just right at this time, "The news from the adult said two days ago that Long Yi is conspired with him. Once it is done, he will definitely triumph together."

Ye Xinchen's face was more pink. The two subordinates sang and sang and sang. Although they were all serious, she knew very well that they all wanted to make her care in their hearts more secure.

Thinking of the word Long Yi in his ears, the ripples in Ye Xinchen's heart rippled and could not calm down. She looked up slightly, as if she was enjoying the breeze, and as if she was trying to make her eyes drift farther. It seemed that she could see Long Yi's figure thousands of miles away...

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In the sky, three figures flashed. The three people were extremely restrained. Even if they were just hundreds of feet above the entrance of the underworld, no one could detect their appearance.

The current young man, slightly narrowing his eyes, staring at the seemingly ordinary earth below, but he saw through the forbidden array maintained by more than a thousand practitioners at a glance.

He smiled and said, "Two masters, as I said earlier, Long Yi's talent is amazing, isn't it true? In just a few months, he has broken through to the realm of Hualing, but I have to feel ashamed!"

The old man on the left behind the young man nodded and agreed, "It's indeed a genius. With such a talent, it is not impossible to have the guidance of a master and want a thousand miles a day. However, the prince doesn't have to exclaim. Has the prince forgotten that when you were at his age, if you didn't have the intention to practice, how could you just peep into reality now?

Another old man nodded, obviously in the second half of the sentence in favor of the former, and said, "That's right, what about his talent? When he reaches the baby stage, he will know that he wants to go further. With his shallow experience and age, he is sad to reach the sky. Moreover, he is just a spiritual strength, and he dares to enter the underworld full of countless souls. Isn't he looking for his own way to die?

The young man smiled and said, "My disciples don't agree with what the second master said. Long Yi is really weak now, but who knows that he will have less experience in the future? Will the understanding stagnate due to lack of experience? In addition, the realm of the underworld is the realm of death. It is indeed true, but he is a soul cultivation. If he is lucky enough to survive for a period of time, maybe he will be extremely prosperous and usher in a new opportunity. Ha ha! The disciple was optimistic about him. When he came out, he had a new look!"

The second master curled his lips and did not answer. Obviously, he was not convinced. The old man beside him smiled kindly and said, "The prince's wisdom and eyesight have never been missed. In this way, I'm very interested to see how far Long Yi will reach when he comes out.

The second master snorted coldly and said, "Brother, don't talk too early. Let's talk about it when he can get out!"

The young man smiled indifferently and said, "Eight years later, it will be the beginning of the battle for the Holy Throne. Until then, he will definitely come out. We might as well wait here for eight years. Maybe as soon as he comes out, the battle for the Holy Throne will settle the dust!"

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In the endless void, a faint figure, as if it had turned into a part of the void, motionless. But at this time, he opened his eyes for the second time, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the infinite distance, which was extremely deep. After a long time, the figure opened his mouth quietly and said, "Is it going to the dark field? Well, although it is dangerous, it is also a good place to hone. Young people, it seems that even Tiandao favors you. In just more than 20 years, it has brought you many opportunities. It seems that the creation I want to give you is just the icing on the cake.

The man was a little silent. After a long time, there was a slight smile on his face, and no one knew that it was the first time he smiled in thousands of years!

"Young man, work hard and come back alive. You will have a broader future. I look forward to meeting you."

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On the battlefield, there are practitioners fighting against each other everywhere, and the battle is extremely tragic. In the middle of the battlefield, a practitioner in a purple robe suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the void in the far away. His eyes were very deep and seemed to contain some indescribable heaven.

After three breaths, the man nodded inexplicably, and no longer stopped and re-entered the battlefield. The shadow-chasing sword in his hand was awe-inspiring, and there were countless swords.

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In the forbidden light curtain, Long Yi's figure sat cross-legged, and hung in the empty storage bag around his waist. The black flame sword was suspended silently. No one knew. At this time, the sword spirit Xiaohei in the black sword said to himself and said, "Long Yi, I have sensed that my memory will be recovered when you return. I've been waiting for more than 3,000 years. This time, don't let me wait too long!"