Yang Qingxuan scolded: "If you don't know, just say it, why do you go around so many bends?"

Ni Ba said depressedly: "What I said is the truth. ”

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's also true that you like to brag. ”

Niba was silent, he knew that arguing would not end well, and if he didn't do well, he would be whipped.

Yang Qingxuan walked along the cold air for a while, and came to a cold place, where all the cold air seemed to emanate from here.

But the place was empty, nothing but a few stones. Moreover, Yang Qingxuan carefully inspected those stones and found that they were all normal, they were all ordinary stones that could be crushed at will.

"It's weird, it doesn't make sense. ”

This place is about 30 zhang, which is the center of the whole cold air, and when you get out of here, the temperature will obviously increase a lot. Apparently the whole chill came out of here.

Hua Xie said: "It should be a hidden formation. ”

This reminded Yang Qingxuan, and after he groaned for a while, he raised his hand to pinch the trick, turning into a few strange trick seals and hitting the surrounding void.

With a "buzz", thousands of blue and cyan runes appeared on all sides, like pieces of ice runes, which disappeared into the void in a flash.

"Sure enough, it's a formation!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback and stood there in a daze.

Hua Xie said: "Don't worry, your understanding of the formation has actually reached a certain level. It's just that I've never tried it, and it seems that there is a lack of confidence. You will recall what you have learned in your daily life and follow the map to find out the key. ”

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and began to ponder.

Ever since he came into contact with Meng Rui from the formation family in Tiancong Academy, he began to consciously collect some information about the formation. Later, Xiaohuaguo Mountain encountered the Ten Peerless Formations, and the Void Heaven City encountered the Ancient Formation of the Desolate Clan, so the study of this aspect was more in-depth.

And then to the mastery of the Red Water Array this time, in fact, his formation attainments have surpassed many ordinary formation mages. It's just that he doesn't know.

Yang Qingxuan calmed down, began to make all kinds of sigils, and entered the void in a flash.

Each blow can shake a lot of light and structures.

Yang Qingxuan watched carefully, kept pondering, analyzing, and then trying to find a way to crack it.

A few of the dark blue runes disappeared in the air after he had sketched a few strokes. I couldn't help but show joy on my face, knowing that I had found the right way.

For the next three days or so, Yang Qingxuan studied in this huge invisible formation, and verified what he had learned in his life one by one. Not only did he deepen his understanding of the Dao and the Dao of Heaven, but he also recovered from all the internal injuries on his body.

Finally, another half a day passed, and with the cracking of the last few runes, there was a "boom" in the thirty zhang space, and then there was a "click" turning sound, like a sealed ancient door, suddenly opened.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly jumped out of the formation range, holding the Wuji apricot yellow flag in his hand, and was on guard. After all, no one knows what danger will appear in this kind of ghost place.

As the ancient sound of turning spread, nothing terrible appeared.

It's just that within the scope of the formation of thirty zhang, there is an extra stone bed, and on the bed is the figure of a young girl sitting cross-legged.

Although he resembles a human race, he has silver hair and a wide forehead and pointed ears. The appearance is also very beautiful, with deep eye sockets, snow-white skin, a faint blue, a light dress, and a very ethereal temperament.

But what is even more shocking is that this girl is clearly no longer breathless, her flesh and bones are dry, but her body is not rotten, as if she is alive.

"It's ......"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned, the person in front of him was obviously not a human race, but this thin appearance did not look like a sea tribe.

He is well-read, and he has a certain understanding of the hundred ethnic groups in the Middle Ages, and he doesn't know what race the person in front of him is for a while.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Ni Ba, Brother Xie Yu, can you tell what race this thing is?"

Ni Ba looked at it for a while and said, "I don't know, but I'm sure he's not a sea clan." Because the appearance of the Sea Clan is relatively fierce, even if it turns into a dried corpse, there will be a anger between the eyebrows. But the appearance of this dry corpse is very peaceful, and there is even a trace of kindness. ”

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Can't it be that the anger has been dissolved in the long years?"

Ni Ba smiled: "Naturally impossible. The sea is rich in resources, but the competition is far above the mainland. The rise of every Sea Clan powerhouse is to step on the bones. Since this person can sit here and leave behind this strange ice formation, then he must be a generation of powerhouses. ”

Yang Qingxuan immediately understood. If this person is a sea clan, he must have killed countless people in order to have a terrifying cultivation. If you kill too many people, the anger between your eyebrows will not be eliminated.

Hua explained: "I can't see it either. After all, 100 races is only an approximate number, and in the real Middle Ages, there were more than 100 races. Many races are similar, and besides, this person is already a dried corpse, which is even more difficult to distinguish. ”

Yang Qingxuan sighed, thinking that it would be difficult to reveal the identity of this person. But none of this matters anymore, what matters is why is this person here?

"Hmph, shallow knowledge is shallow knowledge, and when it comes to reasoning, it's all a set. Even the elves who are famous in the middle of the ancient world don't recognize it, and they are smiling and generous, cut!"

Inside the Star Ring, the voice of the ancient scorpion suddenly sounded, which made Yang Qingxuan and Hua Jieyu stunned.

Yang Qingxuan was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Gu Scorpion, do you recognize this person?"

The Crimson Ancient Scorpion sneered disdainfully, "I don't recognize this person, but I recognize this as an elf clan." You see, his silver hair and pointed ears are all inherent characteristics of the elves. Although the elven race is not the top eight in the Middle Ages, the terrifying level is still above the top eight. ”

Yang Qingxuan said: "I have read a lot of materials and read some records. It seems that this race was active in ancient times. After the Middle Ages, especially in the early Middle Ages, it faded out of history under the chaotic pattern of hegemony. ”

A green glow appeared in the eyes of the crimson ancient scorpion, which kept flashing with the voice of the voice, and said, "You're right, that's about it. The origin of the elves can be traced back to ancient times, and later flourished throughout antiquity. The history of these tens of millions of years was written in the language of the elves. They are a very small minority race that spans the three major periods of antiquity, antiquity and medievality, and they have left countless legends and riches. ”

Ni Ba said: "I have also heard about the elf clan. Unfortunately, in the late Middle Ages, it was rarely heard. And my sea clan is a super strong clan that truly traverses the four great eras of ancient times, ancient times, middle ages and modern antiquity. ”

Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "You have itchy skin, I can't provide any useful information, I know that I am too kind to you to brag here." ”

Niba's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly closed his mouth.

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