I don't know what Yan Siguang is studying with his blood, Ji Yiming and Ying Xingtian went their separate ways to look for a circle, or the former was the first to discover a dome building hidden behind a blue brick wall through spiritual sense.

It's still the same right-angle gravity conversion as before, and the inside is also the same blue-masonry floor and tightly fitting "yurt" dome. - The only difference is that each of the lanterns originally installed on the surrounding walls has fallen, and even though the internal formation is still emitting faint fluctuations, no light is emitted.

It seems that although the force that caused the collapse of the entire "Wudao Evergreen Array" and Wucheng has not yet completely affected here, it should not be too long: "Boss Yan, come here and set up the formation." ”

A muffled answer sounded in the corridor, and Yan Siguang's black and fat body quickly walked over, passing through the half-meter-diameter breach that had just been broken by Ji Yiming. And when he realized this strange scene of spatial transformation that he had heard of before, he immediately became interested in research: "Sure enough, it is a labyrinthine formation composed of several spatial formations, coupled with continuous spatial interlacing and diffraction, it is not difficult to explain the chaos of time and space." ”

"Is it the same thing that happened to the wooden house and the small building of the City History Museum before?"

Although Ji Yiming didn't know how to form formations, as a university undergraduate who had received science education in the new era, he was also quite interested in the fact that formations could distort time and space, which completely surpassed the wonders of modern classical physics, and couldn't help but ask.

As the chief scientist of Qianlong Yuan, Yan Siguang naturally has the common problem of "being a good teacher" of ordinary people, and when he heard this, he simply stopped his movements and explained: "The same is not exactly the same." Here is a special scene formed by several spatial formations that have influenced each other and inadvertently formed. And it doesn't have to be every time - haven't you been running around all this time as a group, and you've only met it once?"

Ji Yiming nodded in agreement.

Yan Siguang suddenly became energetic, and simply grabbed him and explained carefully: "I haven't met the two times in Wucheng, but I can basically guess one-one-two-two after listening to your description." The situation over there has a lot to do with the entire Wucheng and the "Wudao Evergreen Array", and it is definitely not an accident, at least it was deliberately left by the hundreds of Wudao Grandmasters and more than a dozen top Grandmaster Realm existents in the Wumen Zhongxing Era. In fact, seriously speaking, every step after you enter Wucheng should be under the control of that Wanyan Ji'an, and the space-time transformation represents the completion of certain conditions. ”

"The rigor of this formation is the only time I have ever seen it in my life, and it is not surprising that it has crossed thousands of years directly in order to really activate it. The black fat man said that the spittle flew and his eyebrows danced, and he couldn't wait to let Wanyan Ji'an come back to life and confirm his guess: "Every time and space transformation is a process in which the ancient god statue is activated from sleep. The first activation made the true bodies of those ancestral witches appear, and the second activation was the key to Wanyan Ji'an's final sacrifice of the three stages and the real opening of the "Witch Dao Evergreen Array". ”

He was happy to say this, but Ying Xingtian, who was tidying up the empty space in the "yurt" dome building, finally couldn't help but snort lightly: "Boss Yan, hurry up and study the teleportation formation first." Don't wait until this side is also affected by the collapse of the inside, then we will all have to be trapped in this underground for an unknown number of meters!"

"That's right. Yan Siguang scratched his hair: "Well, I can't talk nonsense with you! Don't disturb me to do things!"

Ji Yiming: "????"

The black fat man didn't pay any attention to him, and began to crouch down again and take out a large pile of things to tinker with. Occasionally, he carefully poured out a few drops of Ji Yiming's blood from the test tube and dripped them on the decomposition formation, and used his laptop to do extremely complicated calculations.

"Hey, there's one here, too. Ji Yiming bored and walked around the "yurt" dome building, but accidentally found a small wooden array plate in the corner.

He hesitated for a moment, then quickly bit the tip of his index finger and wiped a few drops of blood.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, another square light and shadow about two meters long and wide shone out from the array disk, shining on the void of the dome building.

Ying Xingtian and Yan Siguang, who were not far away, also let out a "huh" and turned their heads to look at each other.

In this transmitted image, it is no longer a scene of two armies of cultivators rushing to fight each other, but on the top of a lonely peak of a majestic mountain, more than a dozen men and women in wide robes and ancient costumes are sitting cross-legged on a craggy boulder.

The air flashed with blue, red, orange, and green lights, and even through the projection screen, it seemed that he could sense the incomparable power in it. And in the center of these more than ten people, there are eight black statues that Ji Yiming and Ying Xingtian are very familiar with.

A four-headed four-armed, holding a sword, a spear, a halberd, and four different expressions on his face.

"Ecstasy", "rage", "fear" and "sorrow".

The remaining seven are three heads and four arms, and the four expressions appear alternately on the three heads of the idol.

The light of different colors, which seemed to contain powerful energy, escaped from these idols, and continued to pour into the heads and bodies of the dozen or so people around them.

"These people ......"

"It was a thousand years ago in the Zhongxing era of the Wumen, in addition to the hundreds of Grandmaster Realm, there were more than ten top grandmasters. Ying Xingtian's eyes flickered, even if he just looked at the picture, he could still sense the strong and terrifying momentum on the scene.

More than a dozen top Grandmaster Realm ......

In the entire history of Chinese cultivators from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that only the most ancient mythological era would have such a grand occasion.

However, these witch sects, which were originally almost cut off, could instantly produce so many top-notch existences just because they got eight strange god statues.

And there are hundreds of ordinary grandmasters.

In contrast, no other era has ever been so pompous.

"What exactly are the origin of these idols, except for the fact that they have been seen in Wucheng and Wanyan Ji'an, there is no record in the entire history of cultivators. Yan Siguang, the black fat man next to him, also stopped his movements, staring at the center of the photo in a daze, eight four-armed and three-armed statues that emitted various colors of light: "Win boss, have they all been destroyed?"

Ying Xingtian sighed and nodded slightly: "I didn't see the specific process, but it should have been destroyed by Wanyan Ji'an and turned into a part of those black formations in the "Wudao Evergreen Array". ”

"Yes, too...... Otherwise, with the harsh and perverted conditions of this formation, it is just that ordinary materials can depict the formation patterns and cannot withstand it. Yan Siguang showed pity on his face, and continued to look at the eight statues in the picture.

"If this thing can be taken out and studied, I should be able to slowly uncover how the path of a cultivator came about from ancient times...... What kind of mysterious and magical secrets were contained in the beginning. ”

While a few people were talking, the more than a dozen Wumen Zhongxing Patriarchs in the picture suddenly moved slightly, changing from the original sitting posture to quietly floating in the air—each of them stepped on a pure white cloud under their feet, sinking and floating with the air, and the cloud itself was constantly squirming slightly.

Ying Xingtian and Ji Yiming glanced at each other, and said at the same time: "Ancestral Witch True Body!"

The shape may not be right, but just by looking at this familiar material, you can know that the cloud under their feet is the true body of the ancestral witch that they bumped into in the witch city before, fought several fierce battles in a row, and was finally completely blown up by Yan Siguang's formation.

The only difference is that there are only seven realms when they encounter the true body of the ancestral witch.

"Dijiang", "Zhurong", "Gonggong", "Houtu", "Harvest", "Extravagant Corpse" and "Eclipse Nine Yin". Of course, even if it was just the true body of the Seven Dao Ancestral Witches, everyone was like a great enemy at that time, and Win Xingtian was also after fighting with these guys with all his might, and gradually consumed his internal qi and blood, until he finally had no combat power at all.

"One, two, three, four......" Ji Yiming counted casually, and quickly confirmed his guess: "Twelve people, corresponding to twelve ancestral witch bodies." It's just that I don't know why there are five less clubs in the end, if there were five more ancestral witch real bodies that appeared at that time, we would probably have become the nutrients of the "Witch Dao Evergreen Array" by now. ”

Ying Xingtian hesitated for a moment and nodded approvingly.

Not to mention that there are five more, even if there are only one or two more ancestral witch true bodies, at that time, their own side will not have the combat power to compete with them.

At the very least, most of the members of the Ruins Exploration Department may have died at the time of the first encounter.

The scene continues in the frame.

After the twelve top witch masters stepped on the cloud and flew into the air, each of them had a handprint and fingerprint on each hand.

"Seal of Oneness", "Compassion", "Nine-Colored Lotus", "Ten Thousand Gods", "Unbound", "Yuanxuan".

"Five Lotus", "Seven Treasures Qianlin", "Five Mountains", "Beidou", "Duzuan", "Chongxu".

Twelve in total.

"It's strange, all of them are Daomen handprints, and they have nothing to do with Wumen. Ying Xingtian frowned, looking at the eight statues in the center under the traction of these handprints and fingerprints, emitting more and more colorful brilliance: "Could it be that the ancient inheritance obtained by the ancestors of Wumen Zhongxing should have been the things of the Daomen?"

He looked thoughtful, but he didn't talk to himself anymore, but continued to watch the changes in the projection screen carefully.

Twelve mouths drank a word at the same time.

It's a pity that this wooden array plate can only take pictures and cannot transmit sound, and it is difficult to distinguish a single text even if you look at the shape of your mouth.

With the soft shout from their mouths, several white clouds also suspended under the eight god statues at the same time, and then they ...... from the top of the majestic peak where they were Spin at high speed and drill downward.

The aura on the body of the twelve top grandmasters of the Witch Sect instantly changed from normal people to muscle expansion, and their height quickly rushed to only two meters of net. A misty aura also quietly escaped from them, and just like that, they followed the eight idols and rushed straight towards the bottom of the peak.

"Ancestral Witch Houtu. ”

Ying Xingtian explained to Ji Yiming in a low voice: "As we guessed, back then, those Wumen Zhongxing Patriarchs used the ancestral witch Houtu in the upper body of the ancestor witch to build such a huge witch city after they had the power to control the land. ”

As if to directly confirm his words, after the twelve people left, a large group of dense figures suddenly appeared again in the sky above the peak, all with a familiar aura, muscles swollen and huge bodies.

"There are hundreds of grandmasters in the witch sect. ”

Ji Yiming and Ying Xingtian took a deep breath and quietly looked at each other, their faces showing shock at the same time.

The twelve top grandmasters just now may have been fine, but at this moment, more than a hundred witch cultivators with the power of the grandmaster realm suddenly appeared on the screen, and the shock caused was even greater than the previous second.

The cold numbers and the impact caused by the direct picture are completely different.

"No wonder that whether it was Jin Taizu or Jin Xizong, the entire Jin Dynasty royal family was toyed with by them and applauded. Ying Xingtian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at the picture and said in a deep voice: "There is such a force, cultivator...... Rival country. ”