After sailing in the sea for about six or seven days, when Lao Wang woke up, he saw that the scenery outside the glass window had changed from the sea to the sea.

Is this coming?

Lao Wang has been tired of being stunned these days. When he walked to the deck, he saw that Winnie and others were there. De Broglie and Momosang had also left the confinement, and were standing at the bow of the boat and looking at it. :(/

"Captain Wang Feng, there is Dark Demon Island ahead." Momosang pointed to the hazy white mist in front of him.

At this time, the ship's speed had obviously dropped. The fog on the sea was so thick that it was so thick that the white fog was impossible to see that ten meters away, four huge soul crystal searchlights inserted the thick beam into the white fog like a sharp sword, and swept back and forth, judging the location of some reefs ahead.

After walking slowly like this for about ten minutes, the hull shook slightly, as if it hit the shore with a soft and thick cushion. The sailors of the soul-refining puppets quickly threw the anchor down and hooked the ground, and then jumped down one by one with agility. After a while of work, the White Bone was completely fixed on the shore.

The fog here is slightly smaller than on the sea surface, but it still affects everyone's sight quite a lot. Winnie and others have already carried their bags and looked at the hazy white fog coast. Winnie said, "Let's go, hurry up and flick the person after the fight. By the way, you are responsible for sending us back after the fight? Don't let anyone lose if you lose at that time..."

She said that, she was about to jump off directly, but a dark figure stopped her like a ghost.

"No matter how the result is, wherever the Bone Messenger is picked up, they will naturally be sent back." Momosang appeared in front of her in a cloak, and the shadow of the black cloak completely enveloped his gloomy and ugly face: "But you don't have to get off the boat, just Wang Feng goes in alone."

"Scared? What does it mean?" Wenni was stunned, and the rest of the Lao Wang team looked at Momosang in an unknown way.

"It's nothing, it's just that the island owner wants to see Wang Feng." Momosang didn't explain much and said lightly.

"Damn..." Winnie's face turned black. This is shameless than Sakurman. No matter how much Sakurman compares to Thunder Road, it is still five to five. What does Dark Demon Island mean? Can't you fight five to one?

"Isn't the challenge a six-a-side system? Dark Demon Island can't be so blatant, right?" Kola said with a frown.

"That's it! There is no such rule, I protest!" Winnie added immediately.

But Momosang stopped talking, but just looked at Wang Feng lightly.

"Okay," Lao Wang smiled. He had known that Dark Demon Island would not play according to common sense, but he just didn't know how they wanted to play.

However, the other party's arrangement made Lao Wang more at ease. If everyone in Lao Wang's team was really called in, then you should be wary of whether the other party would really kill people to silence them.

As for the names of the Li family or the Rose Lei family, to be honest, they are not even used on Dark Demon Island.

"You guys wait for me here." Lao Wang said, walking off the boat: "It shouldn't take too long."

Momosang and De Broyi disappeared into the thick fog on the shore with Wang Feng, leaving the other five members of the Lao Wang team looking at each other on the beach.

After the three of them had already walked in for a while, Mapel spread his hands slightly, and a spider silk quietly extended out, drilling into the depths of the fog... but soon came out again.

Unable to explore, Mapel felt that after entering the spider silk, it was like entering a maze. Not only did it hit a wall, it could not detect the direction at all. The thick fog not only blocked the line of sight, but also had the effect of blocking the transmission of soul power. A spider silk could not do anything.

Winnie next to her was still concentrating on controlling something. She had just thrown out a soul card. As a soul beast master, she obviously controls more than one soul beast. In addition to the main soul beasts used in combat, some small things are often more practical.

Just now she released a little soul beast that looked like a Sharpee dog, wearing green clothes and a green sun hat, dressed up in a colorful manner, quite eye-catching, and then plunged into the fog under Winnie's control, at a rapid speed, like a green light.

Winnie kept her eyes closed, her expression serious and focused, as if she was connecting with the soul beast, feeling everything the soul beast saw, but she didn't hold on for longer than Mapel. After Mapel took back the spider silk for about half a minute, she suddenly opened her eyes, gasped out, and cursed with gritting her teeth: "Fuck!"

"What's wrong?"

"There is a monster!" Winnie's little face turned a little white, but she refused to talk about what she had discovered just now, and said: "The cuckold was almost killed just now. Fortunately, she escaped back into the seal of the soul card in time... Although this guy is not strong, his speed is much faster than all of us, and even it just barely escapes..."

Everyone looked at each other.

Facing the fog that knew nothing, the maze that even Mapel's spider silk could not be explored, and even the monster that was the fastest soul beast in Winnie's hand almost lost its life... Follow in? Why don't you go in? I'm afraid you can't even lose your life.

"Then you can only wait?" Fantsey swallowed and rubbed his shoulders. He always felt that the fog was gloomy. If he really wanted to let him in, he would rather splatter blood with the enemy here for five steps.

"We can only wait here." Winnie looked unhappy, but she was helpless. This is Dark Demon Island, not the back garden of the Li family, but after being depressed, her eyes rolled up again: "Why don't we go to study the Bone Number now? Hum, I'm so unhappy. When I go back, we will snatch the Bone Number for him, and kill all the others on the ship! Hum, it's just a matter of drugging, and even the ghost level is overturned together. No one is better than me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, I don’t know if it was a coincidence, the ghost-level puppet on the deck looked at Winnie with a pair of empty but scary eyes.

"I'm just kidding... Didn't these puppets be unconscious?" Winnie was startled and lowered her voice, but she didn't dare to mention robbing the Bone Number again.

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Not to mention the Lao Wang team by the sea, Lao Wang and others in the fog are another scene at this time.

When he got into the fog, Momosang took three steps left and seven steps right, as if he was following a certain rule. After walking like this for about four or five minutes, Lao Wang only felt that his eyes suddenly became clear.

The fog around had completely disappeared, and you could even clearly see the whispering shapes of Winnie and the others on the beach not far away, but obviously they couldn't see themselves... This is a super large barrier, and there are top-notch tricks. I'm afraid that it can't be completed by a few simple rune arrays. Tsk tsk, Cowhi Grass!

This is a large island with a very calm appearance. The trees in front of it are dense, and you can hear the sound of birds singing. It is completely different from the Dark Demon Island that Lao Wang imagined, which should be like purgatory. The fog is a trick to fool. Will this peaceful appearance be the same?

open……

A golden light flashed in his eyes. The existence of two heavenly soul beads and the practice during this period of time, Lao Wang could already be quite proficient in opening the insect eyes without being discovered by others.

At this time, the insect eyes opened and the changes suddenly occurred in front of the eyes.

The road is real, the trees are real, and the birds are singing, but the state they show is completely different from what they just now under the observation of the insect god's eyes.

The gravel road, like a sunny road, turned into a path full of mud pits in my eyes. The lush trees around it all withered, the trunks were burnt and dried, and the bare forest was formed without any branches and leaves. The originally crisp bird songs had turned into various frogs and strange sounds.

This is just a change on the surface. When the feeling of the insect eyes reached the extreme, Lao Wang felt that the entire island was like a huge lid. Under the lid, there was a terrifying dark red vortex, which was deep and pitch black inside, and there was no bottom, but it contained the dark power that scared Lao Wang, like an extinct crater, with calm surface and undercurrents inside surging.

And in the distance, deep in the island, a very pure holy light power surged into the sky, and together with this cover-like island, it firmly suppressed the dark red vortex below, making it unable to move.

It tastes a bit like a Dinghai Shen Needle... Then what exactly is suppressing it?

Lao Wang narrowed his eyes and felt more and more that this Dark Demon Island became extraordinary.

Momosan and De Broglie did not intend to follow him in depth. After taking him through the fog, they stood in front of the seemingly dignified avenue.

"The rest of the road depends on you." Momosang said lightly: "Follow this road."

Wang Feng nodded, and since he came, he would be at peace. The power of the holy light in the center of Dark Demon Island to suppress evil was quite pure, which made Lao Wang feel a sense of justice and peace, and became more and more curious about the most mysterious place in the rumor.

He didn't say much, and turned around and walked towards the road.

Behind him, Momosang and De Broyi watched. Until Wang Feng had already walked away, De Broyi finally felt that he could lift the ban. He said with a smile: "Senior Brother, do you think he can survive?"

Momosang glanced at him without saying a word. He thought that it was over, but he didn't expect that De Broglie would say to himself before he could answer: "Tsk, I look at it! I don't know what the island owner is thinking. This guy looks pretty and flexible, it's a pity... Oh, Senior Brother Momosang!"

Momosang looked at him deeply, and finally decided to give him an "end" and he nodded.

It would be fine if he didn't respond. As soon as he responded, even if De Broglie opened his mouth, his conversation increased greatly: "Even if we are from Dark Demon Island, we must follow the designated route, otherwise we will all die and live. Why should such an outsider live?"

“…”

"If you walk straight, you will have to pass the seventh level. I heard that this guy took the Thunder Road in Sarkman before, hey! Our Dark Demon Island is better than the Thunder Road... Hey? Senior brother? Senior brother? Wait, Senior brother, I always like to remember the wrong road! OK, okay, I won't talk anymore? Otherwise... I'll say one last word?"

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In front of the eyes of the insect god, the illusory tricks are almost meaningless.

Lao Wang walked along the dilapidated path and bald trees, and felt that the sky was getting darker and darker.

Fog started to rise in front of me again, but this time it was not a false psychedelic, but a real thick fog, which became increasingly heavy, and soon reached the point where it was difficult to see.

The air humidity here is amazing, and many puddles have begun to appear on the ground under your feet. From time to time, some shocking and strange sounds float in the bald woods on both sides, as if they are temptations of ghosts or evil spirits, or just some unknown monster.

If it were someone else, in such a thick fog that could not be seen, as long as the strange sounds in the woods on both sides were slightly affected, they would probably lose their sense of direction immediately. But who is Lao Wang? The insect god's eyes were no longer effective at this time. Lao Wang simply closed his eyes and walked straight forward. The ghostly sounds on both sides seemed to have no effect on him, and he could not even make his straight steps deviate.

I don’t know how long I have been away, half an hour or an hour? Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of water flowing in my ears, and a fishy storm also came to my face.

Lao Wang opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that he had walked out of the bald forest and came to a small river beach.

It seems a little inaccurate to say it is a river, but it is more like a river, a blood-red river! The other side is looking 1,000 meters away, and the river is rolling in the river, but red blood! It is flowing, rolling in the blood river, and the shrill sounds of ghosts and wolves howling constantly come from the river. Occasionally, you can see the arms of dry bones stretching out from the blood river, or a half-decaying head, trying to escape from this blood river. But soon, more dry hands immediately emerged from the blood river, grabbing the guys who wanted to escape, pressing them back hard, sinking into the bottom of the river...

The upper flow of the Blood River cannot see the end, but the lower flow seems to lead to a crypt. A cutoff appears about hundreds of meters away, just like a waterfall, with endless blood wrapped around Naxi's terrified dry bones and souls falling down to the darkness, and I don't know where it will flow in the end.

Tsk tsk, it seems that Winnie and the others didn't come with me. The environment here is really not conducive to the growth of children.

And on the other side of the Blood River, you can see a faint light, as if you are lighting up Wang Feng and giving guidance.

It seems that I want to cross this blood river.

Lao Wang searched around for a while, but the riverside was empty, and there was nothing besides the stones all over the ground.

He thought for a while, picked up a stone and threw it hard into the blood river. He saw the stone drifting through a beautiful arc in the air, and it fell a hundred meters away with a sound, but no variable occurred.

Could it be that it wasn't thrown far enough?

Lao Wang picked up a bigger stone and tried it again. If he hadn't responded yet, I would summon the ice bee and fly directly over.

He weighed the stone in his hand and was about to throw it away, but a gloomy song came from the river: "Take a stone, ask for directions...Take a stone, ask for directions..." The fastest update is PC::/

Lao Wang narrowed his eyes and saw a boatman swaying towards this side with a narrow canoe.

The boatman was wearing a black hat, wearing a cloak of Dark Demon Island, and holding a long pole. On the bow of the single-timbered boat, a light and light light was bright and bright, which looked like a two-point ferryman. The singing was really unsatisfactory, and it sounded quite mechanical, like a piece of phlegm in his throat. Old Wang was anxious for him.

The boatman stopped one meter from the shore. The black hat and the shadow-like cloak all had a special soul-isolating effect. Even with the eyes of the insect god, he could not see clearly what he looked like. He just felt that his voice seemed a bit weird: "Do you want to get on this ship leading to hell?"

Lao Wang smiled and said, "Do you want money?"

"No money." The ferryman boatman's voice was as stiff as ever: "It's deadly."

"I'll say it earlier!" When Lao Wang heard this, he was not scared, but instead jumped up happily: "Just don't need money!"

The ferryman seemed a little surprised. Under the shadow of the black cloak, a pair of weird green eyes blinked: "Then let's sit."

Crazy...

The long bamboo pole in the hand of the ferryman was quite mysterious, with green patterns shining on it. It was actually a very good Horcrux. He kept supporting the long pole to the bottom of the river to sail. Wherever the green pole went, countless ghosts under the blood river immediately avoided it tremblingly.

At this time, I saw the blood churning around me, and skeletons crawling out, struggling, and wailing, and then being pulled back by countless dry hands.

The broken boat was walking slowly, Lao Wang was watching happily, the soul ferry? The blood sea and corpse mountain, how many living people have seen hell with their own eyes? I have seen it myself! Unfortunately, I can't take a screenshot, otherwise the texture of this picture would be thrown back to Yu Jiutian intact, which would make many girls who like to watch ghost movies in the middle of the night directly climax, but...

etc!

Lao Wang found that the course seemed to be wrong. It did not go to the other side, but followed the river. At first, Lao Wang thought it was the rapid and natural downwards of the river, but slowly, the more he looked, the less it was.

"Didn't you go to the other side?" he asked.

The ferryman smiled miserably: "Those who have worked to cross the river will not go that road."

"Which one go?" Lao Wang was actually not panicked. If Dark Demon Island wanted his life directly, there was no need to be so troublesome. To put it more generously, this is just a game.

The ferryman did not answer, but put away the bamboo pole and let the one-timbered boat go down quickly under the river, and then pointed to the section of the river with his fingers.

In fact, there was no need for him to point. The canoe was flowing down the turbulent river, and the canoe was fast. As soon as Lao Wang leaned over and took a look there, he felt the canoe rushing over, flew up in the air, and followed...

"Damn it, is it so exciting to play?" Lao Wang was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid of heights, and he felt a little nervous at this moment.

And the next second...
Chapter completed!