The ancient dark cyan statue was silent at the end of the dungeon, surrounded by cracks that almost tore the whole body apart, if it hadn't been for Shu Kuo's words in advance, Ning Yue would have really thought that this was completely a mottled mark carved by the passage of time. Just looking at it from a distance, apart from the quaint, it doesn't feel anything special.

"The rest of the way, you have to go alone. If you want to try to learn the art of wing hunting in this dungeon, you must go alone, press your hand on the statue, and feel it carefully. ”

Raising his hand and pointing, Shu Kuo, who led the way, had stopped.

"Well, I'm sorry you're waiting here. ”

Ning Yue nodded, jumped off the high platform, and walked quickly through the empty dungeon. Not to mention the cold, it was obviously located at the end of the mountain, but there were still wisps of breeze in front of it. At first, he didn't, until he stepped into the depths alone, and the strange wind rose.

Sure enough, there's something weird here.

Secretly in his heart, since he heard the legend of the Tsubasa Hunting Sect yesterday, he knew that today's attempt to contact would definitely not be an easy task. The rare inheritance that has always been there, the strangeness of the dungeon, and the gloomy faces of the few people behind him after stepping into this place, can faintly sense that something is not quite right here.

The style is too oppressive and dim, and the statue in front of it is obviously in the shape of an eagle with wings, but it is trapped in the depths of this mountainside that does not see the light of day. Here, it is definitely not just a place of martial arts inheritance, there must be other meanings.

For those hidden secrets, Ning Yue guessed that Shu Kuo probably knew something, but chose to hide it from himself. Probably, this is also one of the costs of the exchange.

Zhenzong's secret martial arts, even if there is no one to continue, it will be handed over to outsiders in exchange for immediate benefits. No matter how you look at it, it's too hasty.

"Sect Master Shu, what did you calculate about me? Or rather, what are you doing to me...... Perceive something?"

The wind was colder, and the chill was like an ice cave. However, Ning Yue's steps were still firm, and in the last ten meters, his body swayed slightly, and he also came to the end of the underground palace, directly in front of the stone platform under the base of the statue.

Looking back, he saw Shu Kuo on his chin, as well as the faint surprise on the faces of Shu Quan.

There was no verbal communication, I don't know if the wind that was howling too cold covered up the words that came, or if Shu Kuo had no intention of reminding him. The moment he turned around again, Ning Yue closed his eyes and took a deep breath, jumped onto the stone platform on the pedestal, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, and spread his five fingers against the cracked statue.

It was cold to the touch, and under the cracks, there was a slight airflow and chill...... And, there was a trace of murderous aura that made Ning Yue's heart tremble inexplicably.

In an instant, his body trembled slightly, and after an instant, it froze again, and the whole person was like an old monk in a steady place, stagnating in place, quietly in front of the statue.

At this moment, the wind stopped.

In the same place, Shu Quan's mouth slowly opened, and the look of shock in his eyes was even greater.

"Ning Yue, he actually ...... Stopped so easily?"

Of the disciples of the Wing Hunt Sect, only eighty percent can reach the stone platform where the statue is located, and only sixty percent can stabilize on the stone platform. Even if it was sixty percent, basically everyone was after a violent struggle, gasping and hugging the corner of the statue, barely stopped.

On the side, Shu Ti muttered softly: "When will he give us less shock?"

Shu Kuo nodded: "Well, I'm also curious." What I saw at the beginning, and what I received, was definitely only part of it. Today, perhaps, is the last chance, but I hope I am not wrong. ”

......

The wind was as cold as a knife, and the slashing on the face removed the chill and the slightest sting. The sound of whistling and whirling lingered all around him, and he could no longer hear the rest of the sound.

The wind swept in his face, and Ning Yue reluctantly opened his eyes, and found that what he saw in front of him was no longer the previous palace in the hinterland of the mountain, but a cliff. What is even more shocking is that he is not standing on a cliff, but suspended in the void.

Not far from his side, an ancient pine tree is rooted on the cliff, stretching out of the air, with a vigorous and powerful posture. And above the branch, there was a figure!

A ragged robe trembled in the wind, his body was half-prostrate, his left palm pressed against a branch, and his right hand held a long sword in front of him. On his cheek and on the left side of his back, several blood marks were shocking.

"What is this?"

Shocked in his heart, Ning Yue hurriedly looked around, all he saw was clouds and mist, and the only creatures that could be seen here were himself and the figure.

"Vision?"

He knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for him to be suspended in the void, and from the current angle, it was impossible for that figure not to see him, and the reason why he was indifferent was because they were not in the same time and space at all. What you see now is very likely to be the events of the past recorded in the statue, lodged in a special carrier, which happened to be triggered by him.

It's just that if it's an illusion, this wind, this chill, is too real.

Don't think about it anymore, Ning Yue already understands that if he wants to break his head, there will be no result, and he really wants to know that there is only one way for everything to originate and die. Since the events of the past are reproduced in front of us and deliberately recorded, then the answer is naturally in it.

"Let me see, what else is sleeping here with Tsubasa Hunting......

Suddenly, the wind howled even faster, and a surging swooping air stream fell into the air, and layers of clouds and mist broke in an instant in the whistling sound. In an instant, a black shadow fell through the clouds, and a cold killing intent swept through the wind.

At the same moment, the figure lying on the ancient pine moved, jumped into the air, and the moment he swung his sword, a gust of air gushed out from behind him, and faintly, a pair of transfiguration wings appeared. However, with the flutter of the transfiguration wings, the silhouette shattered and dissipated, but the leaping figure danced in the air with the help of the impact momentum.

Wherever the blade of the sword fought, there was a huge black shadow falling from the sky.

It was an eagle-shaped beast, with dark brown wings with a hint of dark gold at the end, and its curved beak and claws were bloody. The wind fell in the air, and the domineering and ferocious madness in the breath descended.

The wind was a blade, and the claws tore through the void, and the fierce attack suddenly took place. With just a touch of aftermath that shook the void, Ning Yue retreated dozens of meters, and the strong air flow made him instinctively close his eyes.

He was even more shocked in his heart, under such a blow, he had no doubt that most of the cliffs in front of him could be cut off.

Ping! Ping! Ping!

Three violent collisions sounded, the air flow broke and rolled, and the moment I opened my eyes, the figure and the giant eagle staggered by. A ray of sword light withered, and a few broken feathers flew away.

Quickly turned around, the action of the person who shot was better than the giant eagle in the air, swooping down in pursuit, although there were no wings, but it was like a trembling invisible wing dancing in the wind, and the waving sword intent was crisscrossing dozens of silver rainbows, interspersed with the void, and a trace of afterimage followed.

It was obviously mid-air, the home of the birds, but the person in front of him turned the situation in an instant and laid a siege in the air. The lore of the hunt begins.

"It's—Tsubasa Hunting!"

Ning Yue was startled again, his heart trembled, and the memories in his mind quickly overlapped with what he saw in front of him. What Shu Kuo showed at the beginning was only a small part of the phantom illusion dancing in front of him, and in terms of power, it was a world of difference.

The layout of the killing field is long in the sky, and the sword qi relies on the wings of the wind to hunt in a large array. The cold light was staggering, the phantom was shuttling, and the swaying figure was slashing at the giant eagle in several places. Under the light of the sword, scarlet flew, and the giant beast roared, but there was nothing they could do.

Falling, breaking through the sky and falling, the giant eagle no longer has its original fierce appearance. However, the dancing sword also stopped, and the figure looked down at the fierce beast below that was still unkilled, and sighed.

The next moment, the sword fell, like a meteor. The sword is whistling, and the figure is burning.

Thundered!

The earth trembled, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the giant eagle fell in the middle of the swooping sword, crashing into the mountain with them.

Huge rocks cracked, the center of the majestic peak collapsed, and the patio emerged. At the end of the trembling, in the newly emerged patio, two figures overlapped, one person and one sword, and the giant eagle fell to the ground, both motionless.

However, the eagle's eyes never closed. The same is true of people.

The sun sets and the moon rises, day and night alternate, and the years are passing. The figures are endless, the peak collapses into a patio, and the new green spouts, but it is also repaired as a station. , the remains of a fierce battle, buried underneath.

"It turns out that this is where it all came from. Sacrificing oneself to suppress the beast, along with one's own will, is it sealed here, waiting for someone destined to find out?"

Ning Yue sighed, bowed his head, and admired in his heart.

But at this moment, a strange roar arose, and it actually came out of the ground, and at that moment, the houses in the courtyard trembled, and one after another figures jumped out, but under the wings of a huge shadow that appeared out of thin air, they turned into debris.

The dead giant eagle has reappeared, only vaguely translucent, but it is no less ferocious than it was before death.

However, it was only a moment later, and the vertical and horizontal sword shadows also reappeared, trembling illusion wings, dancing the free shadow in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the hunting formation was deployed.

As if the past had reappeared, the eagle was once again slain, however, the torn soul fragments were reintegrated into the earth. In the air, the figure holding the long sword was scattering, and it passed away with the wind.

At the last moment, he looked back, Ning Yue couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but he could see his eyes clearly. And to be sure, the other party's eyes fall on him.

"Until this time, did it finally come?"

The voice emerged, simple and weak, Ning Yue was surprised, and the follow-up words rose again.

"The Phantom Emperor Charm Eagle, inheriting the bloodline of the ancient era of demonic beasts, has a strong soul power. I did everything I could to destroy only his body and part of his soul, which is difficult to eradicate. The essence of the sun and the moon, one day, the ghost sculpture of the emperor will surely reappear. The Suppressed Seal here was forged with the last of my soul-burning power, but it cannot last forever. I only hope that on the day the beast recovers, my inheritance will be continued......"

The words fell, the phantom completely dissipated, and in the oncoming wind, Ning Yue felt a trace of helplessness and sadness. But along with it, there are more changing pictures in his mind, as well as narratives.

"Tsubasa hunting, I'll take it. Mission, I took it!"

......

For two days and one night, only Shu Kuo was left waiting in the underground palace, and his face became more and more solemn.

"It's been so long, and there hasn't been any movement, what the hell is going on?"

Ning Yue was still motionless, however, the wind in the dungeon was intensifying, and in addition to the cold, a tyrannical aura was permeating.

Squeak –

There were crackling sounds, and the dungeon was crumbling. Finally, Shu Kuo gave up with a sigh and turned to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped walking, turned sharply to look, and the cracking sound reached his ears even more crisply. In the distance ahead, the ancient statue cracked inch by inch, and a vague phantom came out of it, flapping its wings and raising its head.

Killing intent, chilling.

"Damn, did it come out? This time, I made a mistake. ”

With a sigh of mourning, Shu Kuo gritted his teeth and took another step. But at this moment, his pupils contracted again.

As the statue collapsed, the figure standing on the stone platform at the base also moved, swept back, and looked up at the reappeared giant eagle phantom. The next moment, the sword at his waist was unsheathed horizontally.

"Phantom Emperor Charm Eagle, this time, I will destroy you, the form and god!"