All of them?
Niu Potian immediately understood. He exchanged glances with the ten Godly Generals, and their expressions turned extremely ugly. An indescribable look flashed across Niu Huohua's eyes. Then, she blinked her big, watery eyes and looked at Niu Potian in confusion.
"What are you waiting for? Everyone, teleport away! "The red-robed messenger looked coldly at the Godly General beside the teleportation formation and shouted in a deep voice.
The Godly General quickly cupped his hands and waved the black spear in his hand at the crowd. He said coldly, "Everyone, enter the third teleportation formation. Now!" As soon as the Godly General spoke, all the Godly Generals in the vicinity of the Dancing Phoenix City gathered their divine power and pointed their spears at the people of the Firework Tribe. It looked like they were going to attack at any moment.
"Let's go!"
Niu Potian's lips curled into a bitter smile. He turned to the crowd and shouted. He knew very well that if they didn't leave, everyone would be killed mercilessly.
No one dared to make a sound or resist. Everyone silently walked into the third teleportation formation. The huge teleportation formation lit up with a red light. The thousands of people on the teleportation formation disappeared from the Dancing Phoenix City.
"This is the Valley of Evil Spirits? It feels so desolate! "
With a flash of white light, Ye Qinghan felt as though he had arrived in ancient times. This was a desert, an extremely desolate and ancient desert. There were no trees, no grass, nothing at all. There was only an endless desert and yellow sand.
The cold and gloomy wind blew unscrupulously. The sandstorm reduced everyone's visibility to only a kilometer. At this moment, everyone felt a chill that came from the bottom of their hearts. This feeling came inexplicably, but it was incomparably real.
Swoosh!
Countless air-piercing sounds could be heard. In the sandstorm, a group of people in black armor flew over. They all held black spears and were dressed exactly like the people of the Dancing Phoenix City.
The people in black armor flew over quickly and stood in the air in front of everyone. The person at the front had a pair of dark red eyes. He glanced at the crowd coldly but didn't say much. He only said coldly, "Everyone, line up and move forward! Follow us, those who run away! Kill without mercy! "
"This person's aura is so terrifying. He's at least a God King!" Ye Qinghan glanced at the pair of dark red eyes and felt like he was looking at a bottomless abyss. His consciousness was involuntarily sucked in. He didn't dare to look anymore and lowered his head as he followed the crowd forward.
The more they walked, the more apprehensive they became. The more they walked, the stronger the sandstorm became, and the lower their visibility became. They could only see a few hundred meters ahead. They were all God rank martial artists, yet they could only see a few hundred meters in this strange place. Moreover, when Ye Qinghan spread out his Spiritual Sense, he found that his Spiritual Sense was also suppressed. He could only sense a few hundred meters away. If a group of powerful enemies suddenly appeared, they wouldn't be able to escape.
This was not important. What was important was that along the way, there were faintly discernible white bones in the yellow sand on the ground. How many people died here? There were skeletons everywhere. There were human skeletons, beast skeletons, and many skeletons that looked like both humans and beasts. White, black, and all sorts of strange shapes. It was as if this was the Nine Hells of Purgatory.
Niu Potian was very quiet, and so were the ten God Generals. Even Niu Huohua seemed to feel the strange and oppressive aura here. She was also very quiet along the way.
After walking for an hour, the group of people in black armor stopped flying. Instead, they landed on the ground at the same time. Their God Power surged, and they looked as if they were facing a great enemy. Their speed was also much slower. The people of the Firework Tribe sensed the change in them and started to secretly circulate their God Power. They took out their weapons to prevent any accidents.
Everyone advanced for more than two hours in apprehension, but nothing unexpected happened. When they could vaguely see an extremely large ancient castle in front of them, the people in black armor all heaved a sigh of relief. They put away their weapons and flew into the air again.
"Who is it?" Multiple black figures quickly flew out of the ancient castle and shouted in a deep voice. The person in black armor with dark red eyes replied, "Deputy Commander! It's me, Xiu Yi. I've brought the people back! "
"Open the protective shield and let them in!" The person in the air waved his hand. He ignored them and flew down.
"Everyone, listen up. Don't wander around or make a ruckus in Blue Dragon Castle. Don't blame me if you anger the lords and die!" The man with dark red eyes who called himself Xiu Yi turned his head and instructed the people of the Firework Tribe. He took the lead and walked in.
The castle was very big, but it was very simple. It was a large courtyard built with yellow stones. Along the way, he saw many people sitting in the courtyard. Some of these people were drinking, some were sitting foolishly looking at the sky, some were chatting, some were cultivating, and some were laughing and shaking their buttocks. They were singing strange songs. There were even many men and women who were having sex in the courtyard, completely forgetting themselves and fighting with all their might. The people next to them were minding their own business, as if they didn't see anything.
However, Ye Qinghan saw one kind of expression on their faces. Death aura!
Yes, it was death aura!
The kind of decadence that came from not having any expectations for life, the kind of depression that came from not being interested in anything around him, coupled with the strange oppressive desolation of this place, made Ye Qinghan feel as if doomsday was coming.
"Your number is Team 88. You are not allowed to leave this courtyard without orders. Anyone who disobeys … will be killed!" Xiu Yi brought everyone to a dilapidated courtyard. Then, he glanced at everyone and finally looked at Niu Potian. He continued coldly, "You are the captain of this team and are responsible for managing this team. Are you familiar with the rules of the Baleful Yin Stream?"
"Yes, sir!" Niu Potian nodded with an extremely bitter expression. After hearing this, Xiu Yi didn't want to say anything more. He turned around and left with his people.
Whoosh!
As soon as the man in black armor left, everyone in the courtyard started to make a ruckus. No one dared to speak under the cold aura of the man in black armor. They were afraid that they would be killed if they weren't careful. Of course, they had to ask what had happened now. Everyone looked at Niu Potian and the ten God Generals. The worry on their faces was very obvious.
"I'm sorry! I've caused trouble for everyone! "
However, what surprised everyone was that Niu Potian didn't say anything. Niu Haohua, who was next to him, suddenly knelt on the ground. Her beautiful face didn't have its usual arrogance and haughtiness. Instead, she seemed to have become a different person. She became a sensible, obedient, and weak young girl. It was easy to change a person's expression and behavior, but it was difficult to change one's temperament. Niu Haohua seemed to have become a completely different person from when she was in the Firework Tribe. This looked very awkward and strange, and no one could accept it for a while.
"Young Mistress! This isn't your fault! "
Niu Potian shook his head. He looked at the young girl kneeling on the ground. A trace of pain and anger flashed in his eyes. Two drops of tears fell from his eyes. Then, his aura suddenly became violent. His eyes turned red. He suddenly turned to look at one of the God Generals beside him and laughed coldly. "Why? Why must you be so ruthless? Young Mistress doesn't even want to fight anymore. Why must your master force her into a dead end? "
"What why? What did you say, sir? "The God General looked panicked. He blinked his eyes and asked in confusion. Suddenly, his body trembled. His face became extremely pale. Blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and looked behind him with difficulty.
Behind him, Niu Potian coldly pulled out the sword that he had stabbed into the God General's back. His expression was icy. "We knew you were a traitor 10 years ago. Sir said that he wouldn't kill you in the tribe. Now, you can die!"
"Haha … Now that you've come to the Valley of Evil Spirits, you can't escape death. Young Master! I've completed my mission! " The God General's expression instantly became extremely sinister. As soon as he finished speaking, his body went limp. Then, a yellow Divine Crystal floated out automatically.
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