"In addition to the art of prophecy, this sect is also proficient in the Qimen formation. Doria smiled calmly.

"The art of prophecy is mysterious, but in fact, it is nothing more than deduction and simulation through countless information and conditions, and the most likely one is selected from countless fate lines. ”

Doria acted like a grandmaster, holding the big beast skin book with one hand behind his back, and said lightly: "And this, with the mysterious origin of the Qimen formation......

The old knife wind smiled brightly, and his triangular eyes became much softer.

"Then, please help us see this prohibition, Lord Doria. The old knife wind smiled, and personally led Doria closer to the black rock formation.

The blood scimitar elites around them sighed in their hearts at the same time.

In today's world, the inheritance is severed, and the knowledge of Qimen formations, machine brackets, and prohibitions is not accessible to ordinary forces at all. The Blood Scimitar is also a big force in the Black Snake Domain, and it only has two or three machine masters.

Just those few machine brackets were all offered by the blood scimitar as an ancestor.

How could the luck of the golden undead be so good? Someone like Doria automatically sent to the door to plan for them?

However, if this primeval ruin is really as Doria said, there are really many, many good things in it, which can greatly improve the strength of the Blood Scimitar...... So, is he telling the truth?

The Blood Scimitar and the Golden Undead joined forces to dominate the Black Snake Domain, and then Doria withdrew, leaving the Blood Scimitar and the Golden Undead to split the winner.

That's a good thing.

Absolutely good.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Doria as he stepped on a white light that landed on the black rock formation. He opened the large animal skin book with a golden cover and recited the complex incantation softly.

On the pages of the Hidebook, complex star maps emerge and rotate in a bizarre trajectory.

Old Dao Feng and several other Blood Scimitar Realm masters looked at those star maps blankly, they didn't know what they were at all. Only Wu Tie recognized the source of these star maps according to the knowledge left by Lao Tie......

That belongs to, as Lao Tie said, part of the magnificent and romantic Zhou Tian Xinghe. Wu Tie can even call out the names of these star maps.

A little bit of silver starlight looms in the star chart, and you can see very thin silver rays connecting these thumb-sized silver stars. With the sound of Doria's incantation, star maps flew up from the pages of the book and gently descended to the black rock face.

The black rock formation suddenly erupted into a pure, dead black light wave without the slightest impurity.

The colossal light tide instantly filled the entire tunnel with a diameter of more than ten meters and a depth of several thousand meters, enveloping everyone. Then the light tide collapsed inward, like a huge whirlpool, and instantly swept everyone into it.

Wu Tie hurriedly slapped his belt, and the koi sword swung thirty-six small koi fish, jumping and dancing around him happily, turning into a network of light to protect him firmly.

At the same time, Wu Tie didn't forget to yell loudly: "Doria...... If you have a little white face, you just can't rely on it...... You're breaking the ban...... Or are you digging a hole and burying people?"

The black light tide seemed to swallow all the light around them, but in the black light, Wu Tie and the others could clearly see everyone's figures.

Hundreds of people looked at Doria at the same time, and they clearly saw Doria's tangled and embarrassed face...... So, everyone knew that it was not Doria who was digging a pit and burying people, but this guy was also confused, which touched the ban here.

All the Blood Scimitar monks scolded in their hearts - the old knife wind was right, the little white face was really unreliable.

The huge suction force hit, and everyone was caught off guard, and they didn't have time to resist at all...... In fact, he was powerless to resist, and was pulled into the black rock formation by the black light tide.

There was an incomparably huge pressure all around, and the bones of the people 'clicked'.

Wu Tie's bones were abnormally hard and flexible, and he easily resisted the pressure, but his flesh was pressed a little faintly.

Among the monks of the Blood Scimitar, those monks of the Heavy Building Realm were fine, they either released their talisman treasures, or simply used pure mana to condense into a shield to protect their whole body.

And those monks who sensed the Xuan Realm, their strength was low, and their mana was not very strong, and as soon as they were crushed by the pressure around them, they heard countless people screaming miserably, and there was a crisp sound of bones being crushed into pieces everywhere.

Wu Tie watched as more than a dozen monks of the Senses Realm around him were crushed and deformed, and before he could rescue, these monks were crushed into bloody balls of flesh by the terrible pressure.

In the black tide of light, an inexplicable force struck, and these meat balls disappeared and evaporated at an extremely fast speed, turning into wisps of pure blood and qi that were sucked clean by that strange force.

Wu Tie could even feel that outside the black light tide, a strange existence sighed in satisfaction.

It's like, after a dead fat man has eaten and drunk enough, he pats his belly and burps contentedly.

Wu Tie was terrified, the old knife was terrifying, and many of the blood scimitars who had cultivated enough changed their faces one by one.

There is a great evil thing here, and it is a great evil thing with unfathomable power.

Doria exclaimed hurriedly: "Be careful, before I came here, I spent all my hoarding power to predict the outcome of this action...... We will encounter some dangers, but we will definitely return with great benefits. ”

Before the words fell, the bodies of the remaining hundred or so people trembled violently, and the black light tide around them disappeared, and they had come to a strange space.

There was a lot of black air all around, and everyone was suspended in mid-air.

Dozens of miles ahead of them, a pitch-black pyramid stood.

Wu Tie roughly estimated that the length of the bottom side of this pyramid can be ten kilometers, that is, about 10,000 meters, and the height of the pyramid is not much different from the length of the bottom side.

This pyramid is huge and magnificent, and the surface is neatly put together with black stone slabs, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror, and you can't even see the lines of the stone slabs.

In the direction facing them, there was a huge portal at the base of the pyramid, and on the left and on the right stood two golden humanoid statues with a jackal head standing 100 meters high. The golden statue is dressed in gold armor with large black lines on it, giving people an extremely mysterious feeling.

At the top of the pyramid, a black ball of light several meters in diameter was silently suspended.

The edge of the black ball of light is an extremely brilliant gold, black gives people a feeling of dead silence, coldness, and even lifelessness, making people want to sleep forever, but with this touch of gold on the edge, this black ball of light gives people a feeling of more ancient and sacred.

The black ball of light floated there silently, emitting black light to illuminate the entire space.

Black light ...... It's a very strange description.

The light was black, but it was so clear that it 'illuminated' the entire space, and even the tiniest dust in the air could be seen clearly.

All of their bodies were shrouded in black light, and their bodies were almost translucent.

All people have the illusion that their souls are shrouded in black light, and all mysteries are being watched on. Therefore, everyone, including Wu Tie, moved their bodies unnaturally, avoiding the possible existence in the void, who was peeking into their eyes.

But it didn't work, the black light enveloped everything, everyone was shrouded in black light, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't block the black light.

'Boom'!

A low roar was heard, and the gate at the base of the pyramid, which was three hundred meters high and one hundred meters wide, opened.

A line of extremely black, opaque black light erupted, and the black light swirled and danced rapidly in the void for a while, rotating three times around Wu Tie and others, and then the black light suddenly converged, revealing the size of a water tank, the whole body was pitch black, but crystal clear like a scorpion carved from black crystal.

The black scorpion was hovering in front of Wu Tie and the others, its long tail flicking gently, and he suddenly spoke, roaring loudly in an extremely strange language.

The black scorpion's voice was cold and stiff, as if two pieces of iron were striking each other.

But the language he used was so strange that no one could understand what he was saying.

Only Wu Tie, he found some clues of this language in time in the knowledge inherited by Lao Tie, but it is impossible for him to learn and master this language for a while.

Everyone stared at the black scorpion, and some people subconsciously clenched their weapons and put on a posture of attacking at any time.

On the black scorpion's head, a strange rune suddenly lit up, his body shook, and this time, he changed to a language that Wu Tie and the others could understand: "Why, learning a new language is not an easy task...... Why can't you learn the ancient and noble Upper Egyptian...... Do you want me to speak the lingua franca that you use?"

'Upper Egyptian'?

'Egyptian'?

Wu Tie quickly found relevant records from the knowledge inherited by Lao Tie, the pyramid, the mysterious black magic of the mummy, and the ancient and noble gods, hiding in the alien space in the pyramid, just waiting for a suitable opportunity to come to the world again......

And the 'lingua franca'?

Wu Tie smiled indifferently, that is, the language that Wu Tie speaks now is the language used by the powerful group to which Lao Tie belonged back then.

'Because I am strong, you all have to use my language'!

Wu Tie still remembers that when Lao Tie said this, he looked so proud.

"But it doesn't matter. The black scorpion's voice grew louder and louder: "As the messenger of the great Osiris, the dead in the desert, and the extradition of the undead...... And the last devourer of the bad undead, Lord Desa will not bother with you about these minor problems. ”

The black scorpion laughed twice.

"I am Lord Dessa, a companion beast created by Lord Osiris himself with his blood and flesh...... I'm sorry that when you came in, I devoured the weakest of the waste. ”

The two huge pincers clamped fiercely, making a loud 'bang', and the black scorpion Desa continued to shout: "However, it is because of their sacrifice...... Thanks to their delicious brains, I learned the language you guys use......"

Wagging his tail, Dessa roared, "You must understand that if you don't understand the language, it is likely that I will have to choose to kill you." ”

Desa chattered, and Lao Daofeng and the others were still looking at the huge pyramid in shock.

For a long time, no one answered Dessa's words.

Desa didn't care about this, as if he had been silent for too long, and he muttered to himself for a full quarter of an hour, when he let out a long breath, put on a lofty posture, and asked proudly, "Why do you want to break into the sleeping place of the great Lord Osiris?"

Wu Tie squinted his eyes and continued to search for relevant knowledge in his mind.

Fortunately, it is only some superficial information, and it does not involve deep knowledge such as advanced cultivation techniques and supernatural secret arts, and Wu Tie found the name 'Osiris' very quickly.

The god of death, the god of agriculture, plants, and fertility.

A strange clerical match, he controls death, but he protects agriculture and plants, and bestows abundance on living beings......

Old Daofeng took two steps forward and came to Dessa.

"We're here for the treasures. The old knife wind said straight to the point: "If there are treasures here, then, they belong to the blood scimitar...... Belong to the leader of the Blood Scimitar, I, Old Knife Wind!"

The huge scimitar spun rapidly above the old knife wind's head, and a very thin ray of red light erupted from the blade, imprinted on the middle line of Desa's body.

Desa was visibly stunned, and then all the movable 'joints' of his body trembled violently: "Blasphemous...... There are countless treasures here, even the 'Harvest Tree' of the great Lord Osiris...... However, these are the treasures of the great Lord Osiris, and have nothing to do with you outsiders. ”

As soon as Desa's words were finished, the huge scimitar, which had been gathered to the extreme, flashed silently and suddenly slashed at Desa's body.

'Ding'!

The long crashing sound shook everyone's eardrums.

Desa was knocked backwards by the massive impact of the blood-colored scimitar, and his body the size of a water tank whirled backwards in a whirlpool.

The scimitar of the old knife wind was also rebounded hundreds of meters high, and the rapidly rotating scimitar turned into a blood moon in the air, and the sky was full of sharp breath.

Wu Tie's eyes were sharp, and he could clearly see that the knife that the old knife was almost a sneak attack just now only left a shallow mark on Desa's body.

The knife of the old knife wind should be an ancient treasure, but the quality of the old knife wind is obviously much higher, and the scimitar of the old knife wind has almost no threat to the dessa.

Desa flew back a few hundred meters, and he managed to stabilize his form, and then flew towards him with a roar.

A very thin black light rushed in, and Dessa's roar resounded through the void.

"Shameless and despicable lowly people...... How dare you offend the great Lord Desa...... You're all going to die for me!"

The old knife pointed with a finger and called back the blood-colored scimitar.

The six Blood Scimitar Life Pool Realm masters behind him stepped forward at the same time, standing side by side with the old knife wind, and then the seven of them shot at the same time.

Seven blood-colored sword lights swept across the void, holding a strange trajectory that enveloped Desa, and then countless sword lights fell like raindrops.