"So, myths aren't just fictional products of the spiritual experiences of the ancestors?" asked Ye Wuqiu.

"There is an element of fiction, but the template of reality is the source of such inspiration. Falcro laughed.

"Yes, this is true. ”

The two talked, and the team they led continued to walk forward, and the increasingly strong strange aura in front of them hit their faces, making them surprised and awe-inspiring at the same time.

Thousands of miles are depressed, the grass and trees are sad and desolate, the sores are vivid, and the desolation is ancient. The ruins of the dwarf village did not obstruct the view, and when the group turned a corner, the open plain ahead suddenly jumped into their eyelids.

I saw that there seemed to be a subtle spatial fluctuation there, like the surrounding air flow surging according to the texture when the flame burned, I don't know if it was a trance of the spirit or something else, in short, even a supreme master like Phoclogrimi could not explain this phenomenon for all to see.

The sky is overcast, the flat sand is reckless and yellow into the sky, the whole space is covered with tulle of sand and dust everywhere in sight, the dull earthy yellow color will be the white clouds fluttering on the boundless sky and the light sprinkled in the gaps between the clouds in a gloomy and old tone, from everyone's eyes to spread the text, the ancient flood at the end of the dream of the end of the ten thousand clues like water ripples, penetrating into the sweat pores of their faces.

"It's amazing, a spectacle of this magnificence that can only be matched by the crimson world of the swamp. "The night is innocent.

"Looking at the dust flowing, it is like a fish in the water, moving back and forth, flexible and smooth. Gremie also said in a surprised tone.

Night Innocent followed Graemi's hope, only to see that a slightly heavier stream of dust swept across the curtain in front of him like a meteor.

Such a fantastical scene, coupled with the atmosphere of ancient times, the mythical scenes flashed through everyone's minds like a marquee, and the ensuing unique charm made everyone more and more fascinated.

In this way, immersed in the atmosphere of style and beauty, everyone forgot that they were in a decadent village with a bleak autumn wind and cold wine.

Seeing this scene, the white-faced scholar sketched a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of the posture of looking down on all beings, after all, the life and death of more than 100 people such as Ye Wuqi seemed to him to be just in the palm of his hand, and the sense of manipulation and self-confidence that came from hand to hand made him deeply enjoyed.

No wonder people are rushing for power, and the white-faced scholar stared at the back of the night and thought secretly.

Thinking like this, the white-faced scholar stepped forward with his head held high and said: "Through here, we can reach the territory of the Bu Duanliang rebel army, we need to be as careful as possible on the territory of the Bu Duanliang rebel army, so as not to take advantage of the danger of Yuheng Bu Duanliang to fall into the well and insert a stone, then my Yuheng will be in danger of hanging upside down!"

Ye Wuqiu glanced at the white-faced scholar who was quite dissatisfied, and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "If Bu Duanliang wants to intervene, sooner or later he will act, this place is so close to Purple Night City, and Bu Duanliang will not get the news from the overwhelming army overwhelming the realm?" ”

The white-faced scholar sneered when he heard this: "Then no matter what, we have to move on, we don't know if we can do it in time, so don't waste time here." ”

"It's okay," Ye Wuqiu hesitated, then nodded and said: "Continue to move forward and strive to reach Lingye as soon as possible, although we are not from Yuheng, we can meet in Pingshui and draw our swords to help, it should be a chivalrous wind." ”

With that, he took the lead in stepping out.

Under his feet, there were faint sparkling waves, strange and mysterious constantly emitting a silent and harmless glimmer of human and animal harmlessness, there seemed to be a boundary, distinguishing the outside world from some kind of unsearchable mystery.

If you step out, you will inevitably step into this secret realm, although such an enchantment looks as gorgeous and magical as before, but what will it look like after stepping inside?

No one knows, because no one notices the vision. Except, of course, white-faced scholars.

As the footsteps of the night without hatred fell, the corners of the white-faced scholar's mouth showed a satisfied smile. The abyss is right in front of you, faint and dazed, sad, pathetic, spare your talent, today is the day when your soul returns to the underworld!

Seeing that the Night Innocent boots were about to land, a crisp voice suddenly shouted: "This is the remnants of the Ancient Battlefield of Annihilation!

Everyone was attracted by this voice, and they all cast their eyes, and Ye Wuqi was stunned when he heard this, and he retracted his feet and turned his head to look, only to see that this was the voice of Ziyun!

Ziyun looked a little strange, because her sharp eyes were shrouded in a layer of gray mist at the moment, if it weren't for the fleeting nature of the fog, Ye Wuqi would definitely have explored it carefully, after all, the state of not being able to distinguish between pupils and pupils was quite weird.

"What's the matter, Ziyun, why can't you enter here, how do you know the name of this place?" Lan Ruyu next to him asked strangely.

Ziyun was indifferent in the face of everyone's gaze, just as Lan Ruyu kept shaking her hand in front of her eyes, she just woke up like a dream, like a drowning person surfacing to greedily breathe fresh air, she kept clutching her chest in pain and said, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why I know the name of this place." ”

Ye Wuqiu's brows gradually furrowed, and he felt that something was unusual.

And just as Ye Wuqiu wanted to walk over to check Ziyun's condition, he suddenly felt a pulling force from his arm.

"Huh?" Caught off guard, Ye Wuqi staggered and stepped into the barrier fiercely!

"Plop!" I only heard the sound of falling into the lake, and I disappeared in the same place when I was without hatred and another person!

That person is a white-faced scholar! He took advantage of everyone's inattention, and unexpectedly pulled the night without hatred into the enchantment!

More than 100 people were stunned in place, and even Ziyun, who looked quite uncomfortable, had a frozen expression.

There was about a second of buffer time, and Graemy was the first to react, he scolded fiercely, and then resolutely rushed into the enchantment!

Everyone seemed to understand something, and immediately after, they rushed in like dumplings, and more than 100 people disappeared in an instant, leaving a silent village with a strange atmosphere.

"Hahaha......"

Wanton laughter is full of the pleasure of the success of the conspiracy, arrogant to the point of lawlessness, no wonder the white-faced scholar looks like this, after all, he has rampant capital in the here and now. He smiled and stared at the more than 100 people below: "What's the matter, I didn't think that today would be your time of death! Falling into the ruins of this ancient battlefield, there will definitely be death and no life! You should be ready to wait quietly for death to come!"

He stood firmly at the tip of the Devouring Sea Boat, and Huo Jie and Torture Yan, who were still unconscious, were thrown out by him in extreme disgust, and Al and Edra caught them respectively.

"There is no hatred in the night, don't think that we don't know the purpose of your coming to Yuheng, are you really blind? After you came, the enemy army followed, is this meticulous work still comfortable?" The white-faced scholar's tone became more and more angry.

Ye Wuqi had not yet recovered from the shock, but his mind was by no means blank when he encountered an emergency, he forced a deep breath, his thoughts flowed like rusty mechanical gears, and he said, "I think you are a communiqué personal vendetta." When a vicious dog catches a person, it bites it, and even if the evidence is weak, it can judge the case on the basis of its own suspicions.

The white-faced scholar didn't expect that he was choked by Ye Wuxian, and just wanted to be angry, but suddenly Shi Shiran turned to a cruel smile and said: "Ye Wuxian, I admit that you are excellent and strong, but no matter what, you are in this desperate situation, there is no way to enter the heavens and the earth, and I will not be angry for you, a dying person." Perhaps you do not understand your current situation, do not be anxious, and soon you will taste despair. ”

When Ye Wuqiu heard this, he glanced around, and saw that the surrounding scenery was no different from what he had seen before, but when he looked at the place where it should have been a decaying village, he was surprised to find that there was no sign of a village in the vast expanse around him!

All around them were boundless sand, dust, and loess!

It's really strange, in an instant, Ye Wuxian seems to understand something in his heart, this so-called ancient battlefield ruins are just a huge independent space, and the entrance of this space is at the exit of the village behind the previous foot.

Thinking of this, even though his heart was full of fear and confusion about the unknown, he still steadied his mind and said: "White-faced scholar, don't be arrogant too early, don't forget, you entered this space while harming me!"

The white-faced scholar manipulated the Sky Devouring Sea Boat to spin twice in the air like a play, skillfully avoiding the flowing sand and dust, and said with a smile: "I naturally have such capital, otherwise I am not a fool, how can I risk myself?"

When Ye Wuqiu heard this, he immediately had a flash of inspiration, and his calm mind immediately captured useful information, and his mind was racing, and his eyes drifted to Phoklo. Phoclo immediately comprehended, the whole person was like an arrow off the string, and the fierce fighting spirit condensed into a net in an instant, overwhelmingly binding towards the white-faced scholar!

The white-faced scholar looked up at this terrifying momentum, and his face immediately changed, obviously he didn't expect Franklo's strength to be so terrifying, and then, he hurriedly tried his best to take out a green jade stone similar to a pebble from his arms, the white-faced scholar gritted his teeth, slapped his palm on it, and suddenly the strong fighting spirit shone like a broken shell, and the heavens and the earth were all changing!

"There will be no time in the future, Huangquan is fine! ha. There was a long-lasting echo in the air, and the white-faced scholar's figure had disappeared without a trace, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

Ye Wuqiu and the others stared blankly at the place where the white-faced scholar disappeared, and were silent for a long time.

Bu Duanliang rebel army boundary, somewhere in a gloomy little attic.

The sound of hurried footsteps seemed to carry endless anxiety to climb the wooden ladder and knock on the door.

"What's the matter? ”

"Your Excellency, the big thing is not good, the Daiyue hummingbird can't be contacted. ”

"Click!" suddenly heard the sound of wood breaking in the darkness of the room.