It couldn't touch the upper and lower directions, but it was firmly locked in place, and the invisible chain hung Xiang Yuan in this strange void.

Trying to struggle forward, Xiang Yuan's violent movements woke up the man who had been pinned into the void by the snow-white halberd.

"This is the land of the void, don't try to drive the body, use the mind, use the spirit. A faint mention sounded in Xiang Yuan's ears.

The voice was lazy and vicissitudes, like a middle-aged man with a big beard yawning.

Hearing the reminder of the unfamiliar voice, Xiang Yuan's expression paused, stopped struggling like a four-clawed crab, and began to follow what the other party said, using his mental mind to drive himself to move.

This trial really worked.

Crippled himself slowly towards the man who was nailed to the void, swaying from side to side to stabilize his figure, and looked at the man who was pinned by the snow-white halberd.

This person was nearly ten meters tall, with a burly body, his skin was tinged with a faint golden color, his veins were blue and black like a dragon, and his chest was pierced by a snow-white halberd more than twenty meters long.

"What are you looking at?" the slouchy man's voice came again.

"What kind of place is this? Who are you?" Glancing up and down at the crucified man, Xiang Yuan wanted to see his face clearly, but the man's head was lowered, and his entire face was hidden under the messy hair, so he couldn't see clearly.

"You can call me Mr. Song, this is the main burial chamber of the Fengren Tomb. The lazy man asked Xiang Yuan to call him Mr. Song, and then told him what the hell this was.

"Isn't this the place of the shrine?" Hearing the three words of the Sealed Tomb, Xiang Yuan's expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something

With a smile, Mr. Song said: "History is written by the victors, and it is naturally up to them to decide what place is called."

It's okay to call it a septic tank if they want to. ”

Unexpectedly, this Mr. Song was quite humorous, and said to Yuan: "Then I don't know if Mr. Song got me here, is there something looking for me?"

From the body of this Mr. Song nailed here, Xiang Yuan felt a very strange sense of intimacy, and this feeling even made him unable to stretch out a little hostility and rejection towards this special existence.

He even suspected that what had caused his heart to throb before might have come from this strange sense of intimacy.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have had to bother separating you from that old man of the Yin Clan, and I would have spent precious strength testing you. Mr. Song said as a matter of course.

"You arranged all those weird figures before?" Xiang Yuan somewhat understood, no wonder when they were in the passage, the weird figures were obviously capable of attacking them silently.

But he had to show up and seduce, it turned out to be to separate him from Hudak.

And...... In Mr. Song's mouth, Hudak is not a god-descendant family, but a ...... Underworld!

"It's not some weird figure, that's my fist intent. Mr. Song explained.

In the next second, a middle-aged man with weed-like hair, a burly and sturdy body, and an eighteen copper bell around his neck slowly appeared in front of Xiang Yuan.

"The meaning of the fist is the extension of the soul and spirit, which can be the wind, the rain, the glorious sun, and the stars of the ages.

Nature can also be a human being, but your realm is still low, and you haven't yet experienced the subtlety, and when you go to that level, you will naturally understand. ”

Hearing Mr. Song's eloquent talk about the realm of boxing, Xiang Yuan's heart moved slightly, and his eyebrows slowly wrinkled into a Sichuan character: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who you are. Walking to Xiang Yuan's side, under Mr. Song's weed-like hair, a pair of eyes were bright and scary.

"Who am I?"

"Yes, who are you. Nodding, Mr. Song's palm spread out, and a ball of pure golden light slowly rose from his palm: "I have been here for five thousand seven hundred and thirty-two years.

Originally, I thought I would have to wait another 5,732 years before I could wait for you. ”

"Can you make it clearer? Looking at Mr. Song, who was holding the golden light in his hand, Xiang Yuan faintly felt that he was coming into contact with a big secret, and this secret was ...... Very dangerous.

"No, there are some things that you only seem to understand in order not to be perceived by them.

Once you know everything, they will perceive you, and everything will return to square one. ”

Putting the golden light in his hand into Xiang Yuan's hand, Mr. Song's eyes were a little melancholy, but also a little relieved: "This task should have been completed by me."

Now I'm handing him over to you, and I hope you can help me with it. ”

Looking down at the countless small words floating in his hand, the golden light was bright and flawless, Xiang Yuan pursed his lips, and looked up at Mr. Song seriously: "Bai Gan?"

"Good boy! Lao Tzu likes your character. After being stunned for a moment, Mr. Song immediately burst out laughing, appreciating Xiang Yuan's straightforward character.

"This matter is very important, and it is even more dangerous, although you are the person I have chosen, but after all, I have never known each other, and I can't say this kind of bullshit.

It's just that I don't have anything to do now, so I really don't have anything for you. ”

"Sir, the martial arts realm is so profound, it's okay to instruct me to practice fist intent. Seeing Mr. Song's subtle control of fist intent, Xiang Yuan was moved, and immediately proposed it, wanting this gentleman to guide him in martial arts fist intent.

Xiang Yuan originally thought that this was not a very difficult thing, but after Mr. Song heard this, he quickly shook his head: "No, you can't."

It's not that I don't want to teach you anything, it's just that I've seen your martial arts.

The best option for you now is to find your own way forward so that it suits you best.

If I instruct you in the cultivation of fist intent, your martial arts will engrave my mark, and it will indeed make your realm rise by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

But for your future development, the disadvantages far outweigh the benefits, and the gains outweigh the losses.

It's a pity that my body was suppressed by this halberd, otherwise I could help you purify the human blood in your body and save you a hundred years of hard work. ”

Hearing Mr. Song's words, Xiang Yuan's gaze involuntarily fell on the snow-white halberd.

Buzz –

But at this moment, Xiang Yuan suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, shaking backwards and forwards, extremely uncomfortable!

"These guys are pretty fast. Noticing Xiang Yuan's abnormality, Mr. Song stepped forward and pressed the golden light into Xiang Yuan's body: "You help me complete this matter, even if I owe you a favor."

There are definitely benefits you didn't expect afterwards. ”

As he spoke, Mr. Song patted Xiang Yuan lightly on the back.

Suddenly, Xiang Yuan's consciousness seemed to have fallen into a huge whirlpool, spinning wildly in chaos.

He returned to his body......

"Is it really a pure-blooded human race?Moreover, it's still from the Eastern Earth Demon Country?" I don't know when they have come to this labyrinthine prison complex, and the two heads of the family, Jakiro and Erqi, look at Xiang Yuan, who has not yet recovered from the dizziness with their hands behind their backs.

"You drop, what drop work. The scruples in the hearts of that race made the two family heads not step forward, but shouted at Xiang Yuan from a certain distance, in a broken Dongtu dialect.

Holding his head, Xiang Yuan staggered up from the ground, and looked at the person who appeared in front of him with a blurred look.

"Why don't you catch it back first and let Seran decide?" Seeing that Xiang Yuan didn't answer, Jakiro turned his head and discussed with Erqi on the side.

"It's okay, but how did this place be destroyed like this, I remember that there was no power to defend it. Nodding, Lu Qi looked around at the large ruins around Xiang Yuan, and said with some confusion.

After discussing the need to capture Xiang Yuan first, the two Divine Descendant Family Masters immediately moved.

They stepped forward, like phantoms, and came behind Xiang Yuan in an instant.

Jakiro stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiang Yuan's neck, and on the tips of his five fingers, there were blue-white points of light, emitting a cold that froze everything.

The stimulation of the crisis made Xiang Yuan, who was still a little confused, wake up instantly, kicked his legs, and the whole person slid and then slid away, dodging Jakiro's hand.

With one hand on the ground, his toes turned into a hissing shock, and the indomitable spear pierced the back of Jekiro's head.

"Hmph!

In the face of Xiang Yuan's counterattack, Jakiro snorted coldly unhurriedly, and then roared away with a wave of a terrifying storm of ice and fire.

Bang –

The two diametrically opposed forces formed a huge destructive force, directly blasting more than a ton into the abyss, and the earth waves and rubble surged, marking a dent of tens of meters on the ground.

"Be careful, don't get killed. "For fear that Jakiro will be too heavy and kill Xiang Yuan, it will be difficult to deal with it, so Qi Qi hurriedly reminded.

"Don't worry, I know it. Jakiro laughed.

Lying in the pit where the earth and rocks were piled up and the dust was surging, Xiang Yuanqiang propped himself up, panting in severe pain.

His face was dripping with blood, and the wound that had been burned by the Great Sun Fist intent before was now cracked again, and his face was bright red.

Reaching out to wipe the blood dripping from his face, he glanced at the hideous dragon head in the equipment bar, and slowly opened Xiang Yuan's half-closed eyes.

The scarlet dragon eyes are brewing with crazy violence and cruelty!

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Chapter 197: The Man Nailed to the Void by the Euphorbia