"The Silver Moon is hidden in the mountains, and it belongs to the devil's world. ”

Looking at Luo Sijie's right hand, which was still exporting demonic power, and staring at the trees and vines receding and gradually clearing the sky of the Lost City, I couldn't help but think of the words I had read from the fragments of the "Secret Book" a long time ago.

It seems that for a while, the demonic source power full of Luo Sijie's body will not stop releasing the pace, but this time is enough for Wu Ji to seriously think about the next changes in the situation.

Staring closely behind Luo Sijie, Wu Ji dragged his chin with his mechanical right arm, thinking:

"Longqing's development to the present is estimated to be expected and unexpected. It is estimated that the little emperor already thinks that he has a plan in the dragon realm, but those gods who guard this place probably don't think so. If Yan Ling is lucky enough to escape those monsters, he may have to face another force. ”

Then, he turned his head again and looked at the little black matter left after the monster disappeared just now:

"If the guess is correct, it is the power of darkness, beyond the power of machinery and magic. It seems that it is not only the Yan Ling side that has robbed the Lost City. Is it the forces of darkness? Unlikely, they don't have the ability to fly to the Lost City. If it were the people who belonged to the wind, they would use the power of the wind, and they would not touch the terrible darkness. Only those who understand and are familiar with darkness can use it to the fullest. Although the magic source power is just a joke, it can still give some instructions. It's just a pity that Luo Qi didn't know who killed him, so he could only die in an illusion like this. Of course, I can't be him. ”

Luo Sijie's demonic source power release lasted for up to five minutes, although he did not believe in demonic power, Wu Qi could also simply judge that Luo Sijie's demonic source power was close to exhaustion under the impetus of emotions.

Although the avenue in front of them that had been opened up by the power of the demon source was still covered in a faint layer of purple, the lake not far away, as well as the core entrance indicated in the radar, proved that they were getting closer and closer to the answer to the power and the pitch-black matter.

"It's over..... Is it?"

While thinking about it, Luo Sijie in front of him suddenly said softly, and went straight to the slump, and fell on his back in the direction of Wu Ji.

"Miss. ”

Looking at Luo Sijie's situation, Wu Ji hurriedly held her up and slowly put her on the ground on the side.

"Her strength is very strong, Luo Heng asked her to come to my side to assist, it seems to be the right choice. Perhaps, it can be regarded as a little protective and helpless. But the Lost City is so dangerous, he must have to do something more dangerous down there. Of course, if I control the ancient technology of the Lost City, the Luo family, the empire, and all obstacles will be gone. The Demonic Source Force, a product of the old era, will surely perish, and if it still exists, a new era in this world will not begin. Wu Ji was defending his future actions in advance, like those who did bad things and said that I was for your good.

For your own good, perhaps the root of all evil, he destroyed the young souls of this empire for an unknown number of years.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Luo Sijie's coughing interrupted Wu Ji's thoughts, pulling his thoughts back to reality.

Just as she slowly opened her eyes with a cough, the light purple magic source power covering the dirt avenue in front of them was also like fireworks, blooming outward, leaving no trace and disappearing in front of them.

"I, what did I do? I feel so tired. Luo Sijie said, barely supporting her body with her left hand. Her right hand, as if it had been pressed for a long time, felt extremely numb, and she couldn't move at all.

"Miss, we succeeded. You've found your way to the heart of the Lost City, you see. Wu Ji said excitedly from the bottom of his heart, raising his right arm and pointing forward.

"That's ...... What?" Luo Sijie looked a little dazed, and struggled a few times before barely trying to get rid of the blurry scene in front of her.

"That's the path that Mademoiselle has blazed. I got it, and I finally got it now. ”

"Understood...... What?" Luo Sijie still looked a little confused.

"After 10,000 years of silence in the Lost City, the few plants that originally covered it have gradually covered most of the Lost City with the nourishment of thousands of years of rain. In other words, we couldn't see the castle of the Lost City in the first place, maybe because of this. And when you disperse all these plants, Miss, the recorded lake will appear in front of us. As soon as we dive in from the lake, we can find the gates of the Lost City. ”

Wu Ji's excitement could not be suppressed by words at all, and Luo Sijie could naturally detect it. But what she didn't realize was that behind this excitement, what was completely suppressed was the desire that could not be seen.

It does not belong to one person, but to all those associated with it.

"We must go before the Yan Ling is found, my father said that as long as the altar set up by the dragon clan in the center can be destroyed, then the dragon realm stone will also be useless, and the lost city in the sky will not become a second dragon fortress. Luo Sijie said as she struggled to her feet.

Although the semi-steel uniforms of the Imperial Sky Soldiers were not as long-sleeved and long-sleeved as the traditional flame suits, hindering the wearer's movements, the consumption of the demonic power in Luo Sijie's body could be regarded as an overdraft state, and the fatigue she felt could not be alleviated in a short period of time.

Wu Ji didn't know what Luo Heng had explained to Luo Sijie, and he didn't know the whole purpose of Luo Sijie's trip. He knew that all the people in the Lost City had an apparent purpose, but they also had a deeper purpose behind it.

Everyone is for his own desires, or for domination, or for goals, or for ideals, or simply for greed. But under the roar of the dragon, it is not known how long the city belonging to the wind can resist.

The rippling surface of the lake resembles the splendid scenery formed by the valley river in the southern province of Otani, and the phosphorescence seems to make up for the emptiness and loneliness in the hearts of those who come, and the transparent lake water that does not shine in any other color is like a mirror, telling everything that has belonged here for thousands of years.

"Found it, the lake that belongs to the wind. I could feel the strong smell of the wind inside. Now, it's up to you to find the first step for me. Although the possibility of encountering danger is zero. Zhou Zhifeng smiled slyly, and the fire gun in his hand did not leave, but kept aiming at Yan Ling's heart to prevent him from suddenly making any unfavorable moves.

This was true of his left hand, which had been moving slowly, as was the Demon Source Fire Bolt that he had abandoned by the side of the road.

Now, even with the box containing the sacrifices on his back, his hands were not free to do anything else, and in Zhou Zhifeng's eyes, Yan Ling itself was a threat.

"Explore, the way?" said Yan Ling, gasping for breath, rummaging through thorns and vines with heavy boxes along the way, making his already somewhat overdrawn physical strength even more stretched.

"Rest assured, the water here can enter your lungs and act as air after being directed by the wind and the Creator. Zhou Zhifeng said, holding a handful of lake water in his hand and pouring it into his nose.

What made Yan Ling different was that those streams of water did not make Zhou Zhifeng feel choking, but really flowed into his lungs like air, and even Zhou Zhifeng did not feel anything abnormal.

Seeing Yan Ling stunned and thinking about it, Zhou Zhifeng felt a little impatient and urged:

"If you die here, it's a big deal that I'll take the Dragon Realm Stone to open the Lost City. Now it's not for you to die, if I really want to kill you, I don't have to wait for this moment. You can come and see what is going on under the lake!"

Yan Ling felt a little puzzled, and still moved a few steps forward, but what he saw next made him, an imperial general who thought he had some knowledge and experience, also feel extremely shocked.

Inadvertently, his mouth grew like an uppercase "O".

"This is?" Yan Ling blurted out in shock.

"That's right, this is the waterway to the Lost City, and this is the civilization of our nation. Zhou Zhifeng said, surging with the faint green magic source power that belonged to the wind in his body.

With the wave of his left hand, he looked through the lake, and the well that was faintly visible in the water source at the bottom had begun to spiral.

Looking around along the location of the well, Yan Ling's shock did not dissipate much, but became more and more intense.

This is not a lake, but an entrance to the palace.

Looking down through a little phosphorescence, a top-down water passage paved with brick and stone resembles a passage from the top of the Little Emperor's altar.

Continuing along the passage, in addition to the well, a statue of an old man with wings and a loose robe stands impressively in the center. Looking inward along the edge of the lake, the lake as a whole looks like an inverted trapezoid, gradually shrinking inward until it is only the size of half a palace in the center.

"The stairs lead us to the vicinity of the waterway, which is the quickest way to reach the heart of the Lost City. Once there, everything will be back in our control. Mr. Yanling, my captain, if you are willing to cooperate in all this, then when the Lost City comes, I will seriously consider your place in the new realm, and if you still want to fight me, then the Grim Reaper will be your only companion. Zhou Zhifeng threatened with a smile.

"Sure enough, the dragons didn't fully recognize the Lost City, just like Your Majesty. Yan Ling sighed in a low voice, and after tentatively stepping his foot into the steps below the surface of the lake, he finally made up his mind, and walked slowly down step by step.

"No buoyancy, you can breathe!" Yan Ling said in surprise after walking down the steps and completely penetrating his body into the water.

But what surprised him even more was that he, who could speak freely in the water, did not feel a little uncomfortable.

Even as Zhou Zhifeng continued to move forward, he could feel that the light in the water had not been affected in any way, as clear as above the water.

After being surprised and suppressing the feeling of fatigue, in front of him and Zhou Zhifeng, there was already the wellhead that was churning the water.

But it seemed that Yan Ling and Zhou Zhifeng could feel it, everything they did was like a pair of dark eyes, staring at them somewhere, silently, but never appearing.

"This is the altar that belongs to the Wind Clan, and the bottom of the Vita Water is the passage to the core palace. ”