Huang Yi shook his palm, took out the instrument spirit of the Death Scythe, slowed down his pace, and turned his head to stare around vigilantly.

In the distance, a group of skeleton horses were looking down and gnawing on the dead grass on the ground, but their stomachs were no longer flesh and blood, just a skeleton full of crevices, and the grass they ate leaked out through the gaps between the skeletons, and they would never be able to eat.

"Quack~" A desolate bird's cry suddenly pierced the night, and a skeleton crow flapped its broken bone wings and flew quickly across the sky.

The group of skeleton horses was suddenly startled, and spread their hooves and galloped, their skeletons tall and strong, and their hooves stepped on the ground, shaking the earth slightly, like an irresistible torrent.

Although they are skeleton horses, they are very handsome in appearance, and their four hooves emit an ice-blue light, braving the cold air, and as soon as they step on the ground, the ground is suddenly frozen out of a layer of white ice.

Unfortunately, the direction in which they were running wild happened to be towards Huang Yi, and Huang Yi couldn't fly here, and he was about to be trampled into a meatloaf by their surging torrent.

Suddenly, the group of skeleton horses stopped their hooves, their bodies trembled, and they lowered their heads in front of Huang Yi, with a look of bowing their heads and ears, not daring to take another step.

Huang Yi exhaled a long breath and turned his head to look at the Death Scythe in his hand, it seemed that the aura it emitted deterred them.

With this scythe of death opening the way, all the creatures around him gave way of their own accord, and he crossed the grassland smoothly and came to the lake.

The lake did not even have a ripple, like a pool of stagnant water, reflecting the white light of the giant tower in the distance.

Looking closely, Huang Yi was shocked to find that the lake was black, like a lake of ink, which he had seen once in purgatory.

At the beginning, he and a group of super-first-class masters went to the purgatory on the 300th floor of the Tower of the Gods, and after entering, the first thing they encountered was a black ocean, the sea water was very terrifying, once touched, even the soul would be corroded, and finally they were able to cross the sea by taking Thor's ancient god ship.

In fact, the black sea water in the ocean in purgatory comes from the Death Star, this kind of water is called "dead water", it is extremely corrosive to most souls, and only a few special creatures are immune to the corrosion of this water.

Huang Yi searched along the edge of the lake, but did not find any bridges or boats, and could only fly over the giant tower in the lake to reach it.

But it's a no-fly zone, and no one can fly here except for the local birds.

How do you cross the lake?

Huang Yi paced slowly by the lake, thinking about the method, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

"Da Da Da Da~" At this moment, a skeleton horse ran through the grassland not far from Huang Yi, unconsciously attracting Huang Yi's sloppy gaze.

Its four ice-blue hooves stood out in the darkness, and as soon as it stepped on the ground, a layer of ice suddenly formed on the ground.

Huang Yi's eyes suddenly slowly condensed into focus, staring at the place where the skeleton horse had stepped on, and his eyes regained their brilliance.

He smiled, raised the Death Scythe, and charged towards the skeleton horse.

The skeleton horse sensed the arrival of the Scythe of Death, and his body trembled, trembling, and did not dare to run again, but stopped where he was, and hung his head deeply, as if he was to be slaughtered.

Huang Yi came to it, reached out and touched its skull, and said in a low voice: "Horses, horses, you can take me across the lake!" Go to that glowing tower! ”

With that, he kicked his legs, jumped on the horse, and rode steadily.

The skeleton horse raised its front hooves and symbolically struggled for a moment, then calmed down and surrendered to Huang Yi.

"[System Prompt]: You have obtained the mount Skeleton Ice Horse (Rank 8 Intermediate)."

This skeleton ice horse is of rank eight, which is far inferior to his little dragon, but many creatures have their own unique abilities that can exert unexpected effects at certain times.

Huang Yi clamped his legs and urged the ice horse to run towards the lake.

The ice horse ran wildly into the lake, and the extremely cold air emitted by the four ice-blue hooves could instantly freeze the lake surface as soon as it stepped on the lake, forming a piece of ice that would not sink.

The ice horse galloped through the lake, forming an icy path in its path, and spreading towards the giant tower in the middle of the lake.

Soon, the ice horse carried Huang Yi to the giant tower, and the dazzling light shone on them, casting a long shadow on the lake behind them.

Huang Yi rode the ice horse around in a circle, and finally found a trestle bridge stretching out to the lake on the other side, leading straight to the entrance of a circular arch on the giant tower, and a few quaint big characters were written above the arch - Temple of Perdition.

Huang Yi jumped from the ice horse onto the trestle and walked to the entrance of the circular arch.

The interior of that entrance was dark, and it was impossible to see what was inside the tower, and it exuded a dangerous aura. This is a place where the main god is qualified to break in, and if he comes to break into a player who has not yet become a god, it is almost a life of nine deaths, and if he doesn't make it, this incarnation will be completely destroyed.

Suddenly, Huang Yi sniffled, his blood dragon blood smelled a trace of blood, he glanced around a few times, and finally locked his gaze on the ground.

There were a few faint drops of blood on the ground of the entrance, which extended to the temple of destruction inside the door.

The blood stains were very messy, as if someone had been seriously injured and had managed to get here, dripping blood all the way into the Temple of Perdition. There was only one bloodstain, indicating that the man had never come out after entering the Temple of Perdition.

At the same time, Huang Yi's heart beat faster suddenly, and his whole body was hot, as if there was something in this hall that was closely related to him, and this connection was not related to the god of death, and it did not have any resonance with the scythe of death in his hand, but came from other aspects.

"It's not a death-related induction, so what is it that has something to do with me?" Huang Yi clenched the spirit of the Death Scythe, looked at the dark entrance, frowned and wondered.

He took a deep breath, calmed his restlessness, and finally stepped inside.

As soon as he stepped into the inside of the tower, his eyes were suddenly shrouded in darkness, and the dazzling light outside did not shine in even a trace of it, even if he had the absolute dark vision of the Light Clan, he could not see anything.

However, his blood dragon sense of smell was still there, and he could follow that trace of blood in the dark.

This breath of blood will lead him to the mysterious things that have to do with him.