Chapter 49: The Ancestral Hall

Another gray-robed man said: "But it's too outrageous to find here! Who can hide this empty wall? I have inquired, the last place where those people of the Zheng family disappeared was in the ancestral hall!"

"Ancestral Hall?" the gray-robed man sneered, "Didn't you dig three feet into the ground three feet ago? ”

"There must be something missing...... The Zheng family is proficient in formations, so many people disappeared overnight, it is impossible to disappear out of thin air, it is most likely that they used the formation Tibetans, I am sure that there must be a ban in the ancestral hall!"

"What you say makes sense, let's go back and search again!" The two gray-robed men were about to retreat, when a sudden movement appeared, and the two gray-robed men raised their eyebrows and drank:

"Who?"

Before the words fell, a blasting sound exploded in their ears, and the nerves of the two gray-robed people tightened, but before they could make any parry, the space in front of them suddenly cracked a gap, Ji Yan flashed out of the crack, and the two white karma fires in the palms of his hands quickly buckled on the heads of the two gray-robed people!

There was not even a scream, and the fire of white industry ignited one by one, instantly burning the two to ashes!

On the way to the ancestral hall, Ji Yan killed four or five gray-robed people. Like the first two, they are also searching for the whereabouts of the remaining Zheng family.

The gray-robed people encountered along the way were not particularly powerful, their locations were very scattered, and their alertness was also very poor, so that Ji Yan could easily solve them.

It is clear that after the devouring attack on the city, the main elite has withdrawn, leaving only a group of remnants to clean up the battlefield.

It's just that the red enchantment envelopes the entire capital, and those main forces should not have left yet, so where did they retreat?

Ji Yan ran to the ancestral hall step by step with contemplation, and behind her, an invisible shadow always followed her, like a night approaching dawn, obviously closely connected, and always one step away.

The Zheng family's ancestral hall is in ruins.

The gray-robed man had searched this place before, not only demolishing the spiritual position, but even setting fire to everything that could be burned into ashes.

The top and pillars of the ancestral hall have all been burned down, and only a puddle of ashes remains in the spiritual seat, except for the stone walls that were almost destroyed by the fire on all sides, and only the half-broken wordless tablet in the innermost part of the ancestral hall remains.

Ji Yan walked towards the wordless stele, stared at it quietly for a while, and suddenly raised his right hand and gently pasted the stele.

A ripple rippled from where her palm met, silent and invisible, but the star eye in her left eye was clearly visible.

There is indeed a formation here, and the wordless tablet is the eye of the formation.

Ji Yan took a few steps back, and condensed a small ball of silver space power from the palm of her hand, the power of space was like a silver water drop suspended in her hand, Ji Yan's mind controlled the "water droplet", and drew a mysterious formation pattern on her hand!

This formation pattern is the key, and Ji Yan buckles it on the wordless tablet.

With a buzz, the surface of the stele automatically shattered and fell off, and a deep door appeared.

At the same time, a dangerous sword light shot out from inside the door, Ji Yan's backhand neutralized the attack with the same force, and then, he saw a figure stabbing out of the door with a sword.

Ji Yan didn't make a second move, she stood still, raised her head to meet the sword light, and her appearance fell into the eyes of the other party.

The man didn't seem to expect that the person outside the stele was actually a young girl, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and took back the sword that was about to stab the person.