"It's not." The Dark God shrugged and replied quickly, this shrugging was obviously a copy of Ryuichi.

"If it's not you, who would it be?" Long Yi frowned and asked, who has the ability to curse a holy city with such a magical civilization, you must know that it is not one person but an entire city that is cursed.

"I don't know." The god of darkness replied crisply.

"Don't know? You are the god of darkness, how could you not know? Long Yi squinted his eyes and asked, is there anything in this world that God doesn't know?

The dark god's purple eyes glared at Long Yi and asked, "Do you know how long I've been in the Heavenly Demon Stone?" ”

Long Yi was stunned and replied, "It is said that it has been tens of thousands of years. ”

The Dark God smiled, it was the purple eyes that flashed a smile, and he continued, "How long has the Lost City been cursed? ”

Long Yi suddenly realized, and secretly scolded himself for his pig brain, the Lost City was probably cursed to die in more than 2,000 years, and the soul of the Dark God was trapped by the Heavenly Demon Stone for tens of thousands of years, although the Dark God resolutely refused to admit that he was trapped by the Heavenly Demon Stone, but Long Yi thought so, since this is the case, this time is obviously not right, but if it is not the God of Darkness, who has such a great ability?

"Old immortal, shouldn't you tell me that little in your god realm, what's going on?" Long Yi asked curiously, what kind of world is the Divine Realm? He saw the god of thunder and the god of darkness, and there seemed to be no difference except for the essential difference in strength.

The dark god laughed sideways twice, and said, "I said a long time ago that your strength is not enough. ”

"I don't have enough strength right now. How long will that have to wait? Dharma God? Sword God? Long Yi asked with an eyebrow.

"What are your Canglan Da 6 Law God Sword Gods? When you can wear one of the Thor suits to prove that you are qualified, but by then it doesn't matter whether I say it or not, the important thing is that you have already been caught up in this vortex, and the truth of the truth is waiting for you to slowly unravel it. The Shadow Monster said with a smile.

Long Yi pursed his lips, and he also knew in his heart that he was no longer an outsider since he got the Thor inheritance, maybe he was destined to be unable to get out of Canglan 6 from the very beginning, to be precise, the entire Canglan 6 people couldn't get out of this game, but some people were ignorant all their lives. And he is closer to the truth, closer to the so-called gods.

The world is like a chessboard. People are like chess pieces, and everyone thinks that it is God who plays chess. As a result, suddenly one day the gods also became pawns, so who would dominate the chessboard?

"Stop thinking about it, one day you'll understand that it's time for you to get out." The Dark God interrupted Ryu's musings, his tone fluctuating slightly.

"I'll go out, what about you?" Long Yi hesitated, although he had long wanted to send away the black shadow in his body as a plague god. But at this moment, he actually felt a little lost, he was born so strange.

"The god of darkness stays in the dark space." The Dark God smiled, his body swayed, and in his hand there was the staff of the god of the underworld that had always been regarded as a chicken rib by Long Yi.

"The Staff of the Underworld is a weapon that has accompanied me for tens of thousands of years, and it is considered a providence to be obtained by you, but this staff contains a vast and ferocious aura. If you don't use it properly, you will devour the Lord, and it was sealed and suppressed by a group of light sacrifices 10,000 years ago, so you can't feel the power of this staff. The god of darkness said lightly. With a flash of black light in his hand, the deadly root-like staff of the god suddenly changed, turning into a black and clear staff, the handle of the staff turned out to be the three heads of the three-headed demon dragon, and the six eyes flashed with a faint red light, which looked very beautiful, like a peerless work of art.

"Give it to me?" The dragon's eyes lit up.

"Here you go, but with your strength at this time, you can't fully control it, I only unlocked half of the seal, you take it and try it." The God of Darkness said as he handed the Staff of Hades to Ryuichi.

Long Yi naturally wouldn't be polite to him, so he reached out to pick it up. But when his big hand was about to grasp the staff of the god of the underworld, he froze, staring at the dark god's hand from his wide cuff without blinking.

"Old immortal, why do you have hands that look like a?" Long Yi suddenly said a sentence, the dark god's hands are very white and thin, crystal clear and very beautiful, why? The hands of the dark god shouldn't be as yellow and dry as those two dried corpses, right?

The god of darkness was stunned, threw the staff of the god of the underworld to Long Yi, and muttered a few incantations in his mouth, and the small hole in the round arch of the hall shot out a circle of blue light, reflecting on the ground to form a magic array. Seeing no movement from the Dark God, Long Yi fell into the magic circle as if he had been pushed by someone.

"Hey, hey, old immortal ......" Ryuichi's shout still echoed in the underground hall, but the person had disappeared with a beam of blue light.

The god of darkness stood for a long time, sighed faintly, and with a wave of his hands, the entire hall was completely plunged into darkness.

At the edge of the Lost City, in a burst of spatial distortion, Ryuichi fell straight down from mid-air.

One turned over and froze in the air, Long Yi shook his head and grabbed the staff of the underworld in his hand, a feeling of blood connection came from the staff of the underworld, and the cold breath echoed with the black vortex in the sea of consciousness, and it was strictly one.

Long Yi hissed, his right hand habitually stroked the stubble on his chin, and muttered, "But...... That hand does look like a girl, but how can the dark god be a mother? That laughter ......"

Ryuichi shook his head, unable to believe his guess, and the thought of the dark god's piercing grinding teeth was terrifying.

"The god of thunder appeared, the god of darkness appeared, and I don't know where else the gods appeared." Ryuichi didn't think much about the girly hand of the dark god, but imagined which great god he would meet next.

Wait, Long Yi frowned, and seemed to grasp something in his heart. God, statue, I remember that I have seen the statue of the god of water in the Ice Palace, and I have seen the statue of the god of fire in the underground of the magic forest, and then I remember the panicked look of the woman in the ice palace when I touched the chest of the statue of the god of water, and the traces of someone living in the secret room where the statue of the god of fire is located, could it be that they are alive at all? Long Yi was taken aback by his own guess, and joked, if he didn't live miserably, he touched the chest of the god of water and the chest of the god of fire, and he was still on the bed of the god of fire, who knows if they would hold a grudge.

"Hey, no, no......" Long Yi shook his head, if they were high gods, if they defiled their bodies, there were only two possibilities, the first was that they were simply a statue, and second, they couldn't do anything about Long Yi's actions.

Long Yi felt that the second possibility was more likely, and of course he hoped that it was the second possibility. Touching the goddess's breasts, I feel exciting when I think about it, why didn't I remember to touch two more at that time? Long Yi thought dirty in his heart.

Long Yi swept towards the City Lord's Mansion in the Lost City. It feels like I've only been in the dark space for a few hours, and I guess it's only been a few minutes.

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"Madam, you see that our Ning Er has reached the realm of a high-level magician at a young age, and she will definitely be an excellent magician in the future." A handsome and elegant middle-aged man stood side by side with a beautiful woman, looking at his daughter who was practicing magic not far away.

"Yes, master, I really didn't expect that our two warrior people would give birth to a daughter with such a high magical talent, it's really incredible." The woman was also exceedingly happy.

"Father, mother......" is only ** years old, and the little girl who looks as cute as a porcelain doll has cast a water dragon technique, turned around and waved towards her parents, which is really a beautiful picture of family happiness.

The scene freezes as the girl pounces into the woman's arms, then fades away.

"Ning'er, be obedient, you are the only hope of our holy city, you must live." In another scene, the little girl has grown into an eighteen-year-old pavilion girl, and her father, the lord of the Holy City, looks much older.

"Father, don't, Ning'er don't leave you." The girl cried out sadly.

The middle-aged man was ruthless, knocked the girl unconscious, and then hugged her into the crystal coffin that had already been embedded under the waterhole of the secret room, glanced at his daughter affectionately again, gritted his teeth and closed the lid of the crystal coffin, and behind the middle-aged man, a row of white-bearded magicians began to chant spells and seals.

"Father, don't, don't leave Ning'er, mother, ......" On the big bed in the tent, Wushuang was moaning in pain, his hands clutching in the air, trying to grasp a life-saving straw like a drowning man.

Long Yi opened the tent and looked at Nalan Ruyue and Bertha being alone, trying to appease Wushuang who was trapped in a nightmare. He took two quick steps forward, took the two small hands that Wushuang was grabbing in the air into the broad and warm palms, and soothed in an extremely gentle voice: "Wushuang is good, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Seeing Long Yi's gentle expression and tone, Nalan Ruyue and Bei Sha showed envy in unison, the two of them glanced at each other, and for the first time they tacitly exited the tent, leaving the space alone for Long Yi and Wushuang.

Wushuang gradually quieted down under the soothing voice of Ryuichi's magic, and in her sleep, she unconsciously moved towards Ryuichi's side, because there was a reassuring aura there, so familiar, a bit like her father's but she didn't feel it.

In a daze, Wushuang's delicate body trembled slightly, and another scene appeared in the dream, she was lying in the crystal coffin and opened her eyes faintly, and now a handsome young man was pressing on her body, and his lips kissed her lightly......