Chapter 390 The answer is in the city

Just the next moment, Qianlan's eyes in the sky opened gently, shooting out two golden lights, and swept to the underworld soldiers who rushed to Hong Yu and the three others like a tide. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of underworld soldiers disappeared directly in place, leaving only dust in the sky.

At the same time, the invisible power that imprisoned Hong Yu and others also disappeared, allowing them to regain their freedom again.

"So stupid... so stupid... people..."

In the void, Qianlan's extremely weak voice came. The indifferent beautiful eyes actually had a trace of vitality at this moment. She looked at Hong Yu quietly in the void, and her long eyelashes blinked gently. Her eyes gradually became wet, and finally condensed into a tear and fell from the high sky.

"You are really Qianlan, why is that? How can your eyes be lost in this underworld? And why do you dominate these evil things?" Hong Yu looked up to the sky and roared, his black hair danced wildly, and tears surged out.

He couldn't accept that Qianlan's eyes had been lost in the underworld and were still an evil existence. There is no doubt that the five drops of blood against the sky are also Qianlan's.

The little spirit beside him is also looking at Qianlan's eyes in the sky. The memory of Qianlan in the past has already come back. How did the kind and powerful sister appear in this gloomy underworld?

"Well, I'm Qianlan... so stupid... so stupid... people... Qianlan... I miss you so much..."

Qianlan's soft and weak voice came from the void, and Hong Yu's heart was extremely painful. He tried to calm himself down and raised his hand to wipe his tears: "Well, Nizi, I want to know what's going on? How can we meet again?"

"All the answers... are on Warcraft Island... City of All Evil..."

With that, Qianlan's eyes quickly blurred in the void and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the five drops of blood in front of her quickly became smaller and then disappeared.

"Qianlan!"

Seeing Qianlan disappear, Hong Yu shouted, sacrificed the death knife, and rushed madly to the black castle in front of him.

Looking at his crazy appearance, Xiao Lingling and Cang Tianxue looked at each other, and then the mysterious air in their bodies suddenly surged and rushed over in Hong Yu's footsteps.

A thousand feet away is coming in the blink of an eye. The black castle stands majestic in front of you, and the black wall seems to be able to absorb all the light. Through the circular gate cave, you can see the scene inside, where bones are piled up like mountains, and endless blood has not dried up. It is slowly flowing on the ground and blood is all over the sky. Here, it's just like a Shura field!

The gusts of wind blew out of it, making people's hair stand up.

Qianlan is in it!

At this moment, Hong Yu had lost all his reason and ignored what the scene was inside. He jumped up the moat with a death knife and rushed straight to the round gate hole.

However, the mouth of the round gate was obviously a taboo force. As soon as Hong Yu stepped in, he appeared inexplicably about 500 feet away from the black castle. He could not feel any force pushing him, so he strangely returned to the original place.

"Why, why is this?" The mysterious spirit in Hong Yu's body surged wildly, and rushed to the ghostly gate again with the death knife. Just as soon as he stepped in, his body was inexplicably 500 feet away from the castle.

"Ah! Why on earth is this?"

Looking at the black castle that was close at hand but could never enter it, Hong Yu was completely crazy, his black hair danced wildly, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes were cracked. He roared like a beast, rushing to the black castle again and again, but returning to the same place again and again.

The little Lingling and Cang Tianxue behind them were stunned. They didn't expect that Hong Yu, who had always been calm and wise, would go crazy at this moment.

"Alas..." In the black castle, Qianlan's weak sigh came: "It's really... so stupid... so stupid... people, this is a ghost city... ordinary people... can't... enter..."

Hearing Qianlan's weak voice, Hong Yu was shocked all over. He held the world's magic knife in his hand and looked at the black castle close at hand. He hated it so much that he was fighting all over his body. Blood and tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes.

"Damn ghost city, go to hell!" Suddenly, he roared and split down with the death knife in his hand. The invincible light of the death knife broke through the air and directly smashed the two five-meter-wide gates.

"Into the city of all evil...all mysteries...will be revealed..."

Qianlan's incoherent voice came out of the ghost city, filling the whole underworld, causing the sea of blood in the sky to set off thousands of feet of blood, and countless ancient corpses almost collapsed.

Although the ghost city is in front of us, it is impossible for Hong Yu to take half a step in any case. After the madness, Hong Yu finally calmed down. Although Qian Lan was in front of him, he could never hug her here.

The real separation of yin and yang!

"Okay, I'm going to kill the city of Wan evil, right now!" Looking at the black castle in front of him, Hong Yu nodded.

Qianlan's mystery has been combed in his mind. Qianlan's figure has been lingering in his heart and has never left. He doesn't want to delay for a moment. He must immediately enter the city of Wanxieluo, solve Qianlan's mystery, and embrace Qianlan again.

Qianlan of the nine-storey god magic tower, the eternal female corpse in the inner world of the god of light, the thousand posture of hell on the 18th floor, Qianlan in the divine world, the demon lord of the evil city, Qianlan here, what's going on?

"Hmm." Cang Tianxue patted Hong Yu on the shoulder, "Let's enter the city of Wan Evil and enter the monk's battle road. The battle there is the real battle! However, it's a pity that we can't find the Broken Soul Cliff and get a few artifacts here.

Hearing the words, Hong Yu came to his senses, swept around the empty and cold, frowned and meditated for a moment, saying, "I understand that it is impossible for us to find a broken soul cliff here."

"Why?" Cangtianxueqidao, the little spirit beside him, also flashed with a pair of flexible eyes, looking at Hong Yu puzzledly.

Hong Yu habitually touched his forehead and said, "Because now we are in the Broken Soul Cliff, which is the bottom of the Broken Soul Cliff, and the artifact is above us, with endless height from us."

Looking up at the endless blood waves in the sky, Hong Yu shook his head helplessly.

Hearing Hong Yu's words, Cang Tianxue and Xiao Lingling couldn't help opening their mouths in astonishment. Although they were unwilling, they were helpless.

Hong Yu pulled out the Fangtian painting halberd on his back and gave it to Xiaoling. Although this Fangtian painting halberd is a little tough, it is an artifact of the Dapeng clan among the ten southern barbarians. It has the power of faith and is also a peerless artifact.

"Ha ha, thank you, brother."

Grabbing Fang Tian's painting halberd, Xiao Lingling was very happy. Looking at Hong Yu's shallow smile, he immediately waved a few times casually. His graceful body, coupled with such a strong weapon, also gave Xiao Lingling a little more heroic charm.

The sky snow beside him saw that Hong Yu gave such an artifact to the little spirit without blinking his eyes, and a trace of gratitude slowly appeared on his face.