After walking for about half an hour, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen finally saw a beautiful place that looked like a fairyland on earth. There was a layer of light mist floating in the air, and it turned out to be a clear and beautiful spiritual lake! The

spiritual lake was full of lotus flowers. In

the pond, lotus flowers were blooming happily, and the lotus leaves were green. The elegant fragrance was overflowing from them, filling the whole world.

The mist was everywhere, but the sight was not blocked at all, because above this sky, there seemed to be an extremely soft but bright light falling, which intertwined and reflected with the water in the lotus pond, overflowing with a layer of extremely beautiful colorful halo.

Standing here, a light sniff at the tip of the nose would make people feel relaxed and happy.

"It's really a good place!"

Feng Caichen spoke softly, admiring the spiritual lake and the lotus in it.

But then, as Ye Wuque's eyes swept, he immediately saw a huge pavilion in the center of the Spirit Lake in the distance. The pavilion was exquisite and ancient, standing in the Spirit Lake. There were many people in the pavilion, and many familiar faces were sitting in it.

For example, Bai Youhuang, Zhen Lan, Yun Huan, even Sikong Zhaitian and Yan Qingwu were there, all of whom were representatives of the Tianjiao of the Ten Great Empires.

In addition, there were many figures emitting a strong aura, and if nothing unexpected happened, they should be disciples of the Sky-Splitting Dao.

However, above the pavilion, there were five blurred figures emitting brilliant light all over their bodies, and a monstrous sense of power and dignity overflowed, surging up to the nine heavens and ten earths, suppressing everyone!

"Those five are the five young masters of the Sky-Splitting Dao?"

Feng Caichen looked over with clear eyes and said, but then added: "It doesn't look that good."

Ye Wuque smiled faintly, but soon found that there was no stone bridge or road on the Spirit Lake to enter the pavilion, as if he was about to fly over.

However, in the next moment, a figure with a strong aura fell from the sky and landed in the lotus pond of Linghu Lake. It was a tall and handsome man in black. The man in black

looked down at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen from a high place, and then he said coldly: "Are you Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen?"

His tone was very unfriendly. He looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen with an undisguised coldness and disdain, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuque didn't say much about this, but just raised the silver invitation in his hand and flew directly towards the man in black.

But in the next moment, the man in black sneered, and didn't even look at the silver invitation floating in front of him, and let the invitation fall into Linghu Lake.

Such an attitude is already a disrespect!

This is clearly a warning to Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, and it is intentional!

"Since you are here, please go up the bridge. However, not everyone is qualified to enter the pavilion in the center of the lake. Since you two are capable of such a 'brilliant record', this spiritual bridge will surely not be able to stop you!"

The man in black sneered and waved his right hand. A spiritual bridge suddenly appeared out of thin air above the spiritual lake. One side appeared under the feet of Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, and the other side extended directly to the pavilion in the center of the lake.

In an instant, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen felt all the eyes cast from the pavilion in the center of the lake. Two of them were worried, and they were Sikong Zhaitian and Ji Yanran. Other than that, all the others were looking at the show with a cold look!

The man in black stood on a lotus with one foot, looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen again, and slowly drew a malicious smile on his lips, and said coldly: "If you can cross the spiritual bridge, you will enter the pavilion in the middle of the lake to attend the party. If you can't cross it, then please go back to where you came from!"

The voice of this sentence was extremely loud, spreading tens of thousands of feet, and even directly reached the ears of countless disciples of the Sky-Splitting Sect who came to watch the excitement.

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen stood side by side at the spiritual bridge, and their faces were calm from beginning to end, without any change.

Finally, Feng Caichen glanced at the man in black and immediately said to Ye Wuque, "Who is this whinny guy?"

"Who knows? I don't know where he came from. He's wearing all black, so depressing. He's talking a lot of nonsense here. I guess he's pretending to be cool and thinks he's very handsome."

Ye Wuque responded to Feng Caichen with a smile, then looked at the man in black and said, "Hey, who are you? Also, there is a good road but you don't stand on it, but you have to stand on a lotus. Are you afraid that others don't know that you can fly? Are you pretending to be cool? Sorry, I can't see it, but if you are really pretending to be cool, why do you look like an idiot?"

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen sang in unison, and their words immediately made countless disciples of the Lietian Dao around them laugh out loud, but they immediately held back, because they all saw the black-clothed man's murderous eyes sweeping over them!

The black-clothed man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He was one of the three elites under the young master Qinlong, and he was in a high position. He was ordered to give Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen a warning, but when had he ever been laughed at like this?

He looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen with disgust and said directly: "You two, give me..."

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But before the black-clothed man could finish his words, Feng Caichen interrupted him and said: "Shut up! Go play somewhere else!" "

At the same time, Feng Caichen waved his sleeves, and the black-clothed man's face changed drastically in an instant. The whole person seemed to be hit by a violent storm and was blown away!

However, no matter how hard the black-clothed man tried to control his body, it was useless. In the end, he fell directly into the Ling Lake with a thud, becoming a drowned chicken, extremely embarrassed !

"It's quiet now..."

Ye Wuque laughed, and then without any hesitation, he took a step forward and stepped onto the Ling Bridge!

Boom!

In an instant, the entire Ling Bridge changed drastically!

It seemed that the world changed in an instant. What appeared in front of Ye Wuque was no longer the Ling Lake and the Pavilion in the Center of the Lake, but an inexplicable place. It was desolate and dead silent, as if it had fallen into eternity!

"Illusion?"

Ye Wuque looked around with interest, and immediately knew that this Ling Bridge was not simple. It actually pulled him into an illusion. <>

Then Ye Wuque's eyes appeared again, and it turned into a soft pavilion with exquisite and beautiful decoration, and he was lying on a bed!

The fragrance of women filled his nose, and the voices of girls rang in his ears. He saw countless beauties rushing towards him, countless red lips gently brushing Ye Wuque's face, and thousands of arms were soft as if boneless, panting, performing endless temptations, and the beauty was compelling!

It was really a gentle experience!

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