The broken bricks and tiles are everywhere, and the sky is full of sorrow. Zixiao City, which once once flourished in the Dark City, is now without a single figure. The black and gray land has buried the smooth blue bricks of yesterday in the ground for unknown reasons, revealing countless white bones that have been weathered and frost. The breeze blew through the cracks of the dilapidated city walls, making waves of sob whimpering. The entire Zixiao City is like a city cursed by the God of Death, with gloomy and silence everywhere.

The eight generals of the Linggong Palace frowned, and looking at the scene, they could not be associated with the prosperous Zixiao City in Mo Ran's mouth.

"There has been a great war here, and it has been a long time ago. Otherwise, there would have been no less than half a spirit beast that likes to eat corpses." The eight general thought for sure.

The eight generals were thinking about themselves, and suddenly they felt Mo Ran’s body floating around him, and they instantly appeared not far ahead. Several people hurriedly followed him. When they came to the hinterland of Zixiao City, an even more amazing portrait came into view.

The deep pit, like a huge crack caused by a strong earthquake, is in the center of this dilapidated city. The eight generals of the Linggong Palace naturally would not know where this place was, but Mo Ran knew it very well.

The deep pit in front of him was the formation set up by him to prevent the powerful enemy after he killed Ren Wanku and seized control of Zixiao City. But now~

The formation no longer exists. Even the important area inside the gate carefully arranged by the people of Zixiao Sect is now filled with endless loess, and the deep pit is covered with white bones. It can be imagined how powerful the enemy the Zixiao Sect encountered will be, and it is not even the last level of the level.

A raging wind blew up in the sky, and the shouts of the wind followed Mo Ran's extremely rising anger in the sky. It showed the killing intention.

"The ominous premonition in my heart has come true. Zixiao Sect must have encountered an unprecedented blow, and it has just made Zixiao City look like this."

Thinking of this, a light flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and he immediately dissipated his true soul power in all directions.

"Little Black."

Since the transmission crystal card is useless, the only way Mo Ran can contact Zixiao and others is to pass the black lightning.

The true soul power penetrated through the body and extended dozens of miles away. Mo Ran still did not receive any sensation about the black lightning, so Mo Ran's fear became heavier and heavier.

"Is it even wrong for Xiao Hei?"

His eyes turned, Mo Ran pondered for a moment for a moment, and immediately said to the eight generals of the Linggong Palace: "Come with me."

"Swish~"

A group of nine people rushed towards the dark city with extremely heavy murderous aura.

The Dark City of the past is still the same, as if this city and Zixiao City are two completely unrelated points. The dilapidation of Zixiao City just forms a sharp contrast with the current prosperity of Dark City.

The dark city in summer is extremely noisy, with a scent of wet smell coming from above the city, covering the entire dark city.

Today, the Dark City is much more prosperous than Moran's time. Judging from the fact that the population alone has increased by less than doubled. The Dark City is crowded with people and noisy, with red tall buildings of all sizes rising up, and they have become the protagonists in the city.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ran's heart moved. He was not unfamiliar with the red tower, the place where fireworks, which was once famous in the Dark City area: Tianxiang Tower.

"Tianxiang Tower is still there, which means Su Mei should be fine." Thinking of this, Mo Ran forced to suppress the constant burning anger in his chest and flew down with the eight generals of the Linggong Palace.

When he arrived on the street of Dark City, Mo Ran frowned and looked at the shops around him. He suddenly found that many familiar old stores were gone, and most of them were small shops that relied on building weapons and selling spiritual crystals.

During a slow walk, a group of nine people came to the largest main building in the city, where Mo Ran had gathered with the first of the four cities. Looking at the big Red Building, Mo Ran slowly stepped onto the short stairs.

"stop."

As soon as he reached the door, two burly men immediately blocked the nine people's way. One of the men didn't even look at Mo Ran, and shouted coldly: "If you want to enter Tianxiang Tower, pay the entry fee first."

"The entrance fee?" Mo Ran was stunned at first. When he was stunned, he immediately attracted the attention of the people who were entering and leaving Tianxiang Tower.

Seeing Mo Ran being stunned, the big man turned his head to look at him and said, "Boy, you're new here, you don't even understand the rules. There are three first-level spiritual crystals." The big man pointed to a wooden table next to him and said.

This man has the level of a martial artist. Usually, he is already a strong realm among martial artists, but he is used to guard the gate at this time. Mo Ran was a little confused and thought to himself: "When did Tianxianglou come up with this rule?"

Just as I was thinking, the eight generals of the Ling Palace were quit. Who was Mo Ran? He was the Holy Lord of the East China Sea, who was a mighty man in the sea of ​​chaotic stars, and many powerful martial gods in the world were willing to worship. When did he get such a roll of eyes? And the other party was a watchdog with only martial arts cultivation?

As his anger rose, Ling Ba took a big step and wanted to teach this ignorant person a lesson. However, he had just taken one step and was stopped by Mo Ran.

A flash of light at the fingertips, three first-level spiritual crystals were taken out, and Mo Ran handed them to Ling Ba, winking at him.

Ling Ba understood and held back his anger. He turned around and walked to the wooden table, threw down three spirit crystals, turned around and turned around, stared at the two big men and said, "You can go in now."

The big marquis glanced at the few people without saying much, took his hand back and made a way out.

Mo Ran took the eight generals of the Ling Palace to slowly step into the Tianxiang Tower.

As soon as they entered the building, a few dressed and handsome prostitutes immediately discovered Mo Ran’s nine people. Those who could come here were usually warriors with superb strength, and their value and background were quite expensive. How could they miss such a good opportunity to make money? So, just as Mo Ran’s nine people stepped into the building, more than a dozen prostitutes immediately came up.

"Oh, uncle, come and have a drink, please come and have a treat inside."

"Oh, uncle, your chest muscles are so big."

…

The prostitute fiddled with his enchanting figure to try to win the favor of the nine people, but as soon as they surrounded them, they were stopped by the eight generals of the Linggong Palace.

Mo Ran didn't say anything, walked straight to a larger round table in the center and sat down. The eight generals of the Linggong Palace followed and stood steadily behind Mo Ran.

There are many distinguished guests in Tianxiang Building, but there is really no precedent for so many people to come in with a cold face. What surprised everyone in the hall was that the eight generals of the Linggong Palace, the same person as the deputy chief appeared together.

Octoses? This is a rare thing to see.

So, everyone turned their attention to Mo Ran Nine.

The in charge of the hall saw such a big battle, and the nine people were majestic and arrogant. How could they tell that Mo Ran was the main owner? After thinking a little, the man hurriedly ordered someone to pour some good wine, hold the wine plate, and laughed.

He filled the wine and handed it to Mo Ran, and the man said, "Master? Are you eating wine or staying in a hotel."

Mo Ran did not look up, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said calmly: "Come your boss."

When he heard that he was looking for the boss, the one was stunned at first, and then he knew that the person's origin was not simple, and he didn't dare to say too much. He hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, wait a moment."

After saying that, the man hurried over.

Soon, a middle-aged woman dressed in a more infatuated manner than those prostitutes walked out of the back hall. As soon as this person came out, everyone's eyes were looking at her.

The madam in the main building of Tianxiang Building: Lanxiang, a Wuzun-level figure.

In Mo Ran's eyes, perhaps this martial master's level is nothing, but in the Dark City realm, he still enjoys a transcendent status as a martial master. So as soon as this middle-aged woman came out, Mo Ran found that this person walked towards him with a proud attitude.

Lan Xiang approached and looked up and down at the eight strong men who looked exactly the same as those behind him. She could not see through the strength of several people in any case. In a slight shock, she quickly changed into a smile, sat opposite Mo Ran, and said, "Young Master, I wonder what you are doing with me?"

Lan Xiang's tone was as soft as orchid, and her voice was soft and charming. Just one sentence immediately made all the spectators in the hall feel excited.

However, her seducing behavior did not attract Mo Ran's attention at all. Just when everyone was itchy about this sound, an inappropriate voice suddenly came out.

"Stand up and talk."

The one who made a sound was Ling Ba behind Mo Ran. In his opinion, the woman in front of him was not qualified to talk to her master at all.

Lan Xiang had been in Tianxiang Tower for several years. When did she get such cowardly aura? In a daze, the momentum on her body suddenly rose.

The in charge of the man standing behind Lanxiang, seeing the other party being so rude, was also angry at the same time, waved his hand, and with a whistle, more than a dozen burly men ran out quickly and surrounded Mo Ran and nine others in the hall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the spectators stood up and made way out of a large enough space, staring at the arrogant and rude nine people. In their eyes, they could arouse the anger of Lan Xianglou's madam Lan Xiang. In the territory of Dark City, they were already dead.

Feeling the dozens of weak momentum gathered around him, Mo Ran sneered in his heart, then raised his head, looked at Lan Xiang and smiled, "Who are you?"

Lanxiang also lost her smiling face at this time. Under her cold face, an arrogant attitude rose: "Tianxianglou, Lanxiang."

"Oh." Mo Ran put down his wine glass and asked, "I'm not looking for you, go and call Su Mei."
Chapter completed!