The ancient bronze carving stands lonely on the desolate riverbed, the copper carving is in the air, the pattern slowly unfolds, it seems that many secrets that have been sealed by the dust for eternity are on this mysterious void pattern, revealing a shocking corner.

The phantom of the coffin of Jiulong pulled out a tombstone from a desolate and lonely cemetery, and on the tombstone, an ancient and mysterious text flashed away, Ye Luo only saw the vague general appearance, and did not fully understand what this word was.

Subsequently, the pattern of the coffin in Kowloon disappeared, and seven small paper figures carried an embroidered shoe, from a bright spring light, flashed away, this time Ye Luo saw that the embroidered shoes were engraved with two small red words: Wu's!

Immediately afterwards, a barren tower rose to the sky, suppressing the desolation of the four seas, worshipping all ethnic groups, a grimace that seemed to cry but not crying, and seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but it was suppressed above the barren tower, revealing a trace of loneliness and sadness.

Finally, a back figure exuding a strong atmosphere of lost antiquity, standing in the forbidden area of the Underworld, leaving a sigh, he stretched out his hand, as if to cover something, a lost voice, as if coming from the scroll: What is that thing?

With this sound, the pattern quickly shattered, and then reorganized again, this time, Ye Luo suddenly saw that the back of a green ox riding was leaving Hanguguan in the west.

The image changes rapidly again, an ancient, desolate cemetery, standing silently under a blood-like residual sun, in the cemetery, a lonely, amazing, woman with two ancient small characters engraved on the corner of her skirt, is standing in the cemetery, silently looking at something.

There seems to be some kind of intangible mysterious relationship between the things on the images.

The image is still changing, a river Styx with flowers blooming on both sides of the river, suddenly appeared, and the Nine Dragons Coffin that disappeared before also reappeared, flying over the River Styx, and a desolate bronze carving fell into the River Styx from the lid of the coffin of the Nine Dragons Coffin.

Ye Luo's body shook, trying to see what was going on, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly turned black, as if blinded, and he lost his vision in an instant.

Ye Luo's heart shrank fiercely.

At the same time, Ye Luo felt that on the beads on his neck, an unparalleled suction force suddenly appeared, and from the ancient bronze carving, it seemed that something was pulled out and drilled into his body.

"Hum—"

The ancient bronze carving was shocked, waking up from its deep sleep, and on the bronze carving, there was a terrifying anger, and the terrifying coercion made the heavens and the earth tremble.

The beads on Ye Luo's neck, but at this moment, suddenly like a thief, quickly converged all the breath, as if they had turned into an ordinary bead again, motionless on their necks.

However, Ye Luo could vaguely feel that this bead seemed to have really stolen something from the desolate bronze engraving and stuffed it into his body.

The anger on the ancient bronze carving was shocking, but after the beads had gathered all the breath, the terrifying anger seemed to have lost the target of the attack, and slowly regained its calm.

The pattern on the copper engraving also disappeared quickly.

Ye Luo spit out a mouthful of blood again, the huge coercion before made Ye Luo's bones almost shatter and collapse to death, but fortunately, the desolate bronze carving did not seem to have any hostility towards him.

Ye Luo's eyes also regained their clarity in a daze.

Ye Luo was shocked, and the patterns he had just seen flashed in his mind for a long time before he spoke: "Among these patterns, are there the real shocking secrets that were lost in ancient times?" ”

Primeval, desolate, ancient, ancient, pre-Qin, and historical records in the cultivation world, most of them are about the things in these endless eras, and before the primeval times, there were few written records, and most of them were myths and legends.

In these eras, antiquity was a lost age.

Because, in this era spanning tens of thousands of years, there are even fewer written records than before the primeval period, and this era is a great era very close to the present.

Everything in this era seems to be a mystery.

Shenshi City is an ancient gambling city left by ancient times.

Ye Luo pondered and shook his head, he couldn't figure it out at all for the time being, but he remembered the last scene he saw, the ancient bronze carving fell from the lid of the coffin of the Nine Dragons into the River Styx.

"Is there any connection between this ancient bronze carving and the Nine Dragons coffin?" Ye Luo muttered.

After a long while, Ye Luo began to check his body, what did the beads steal, and it actually caused the instinctive anger of this unconscious desolate bronze carving?

Ye Luo carefully inspected and finally found that an ancient bronze symbol was floating in his dantian, and this symbol was impressive: ?.

Ye Luo had seen this symbol in the Book of Changes, and this symbol was the Kun hexagram above the Bagua symbol.

"What's the use of this thing?" Ye Luo was stunned.

"Ahh Shi, Shizun is dead! Suddenly, just as Ye Luo was about to continue his research, a shocked voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

Ye Luo turned his head and saw that the three ninjas who had chased the donkey before, and the two monks who had stolen the donkey, should have seen the previous vision and ran back.

The three ninjas were shocked and frightened, and ran cautiously and hurriedly towards the power of the island nation that was vaguely recognizable, and the things on their bodies had not moved.

"Brother Scar, don't be in a hurry." The thief-eyed monk glanced at it and grabbed the scar.

"What's wrong?" Brother Scar stopped.

"Why do I feel that this little devil's ninja is unreliable, and his power has been killed by others, is there a future for us traitors? Don't get any benefits, and then lose your life. The monk's tone was serious.

"Paralyzed, do you think Lao Tzu is willing to be this traitor, phew, paralyzed, it's not the Anti-Japanese War period, what age is this, what traitor is not a traitor, follow these ninjas to work, give a lot of spirit stones, if we don't follow these ninjas, what else can we do?" Scarface sighed, Shenshi City couldn't go back, and the business of stealing spirit pets was extremely difficult.

"It's important to save your life." The monk looked left and right, very vigilant.

"It's okay, paralyzed, if it's really dangerous, let's run away, anyway, those big guys can't look down on the two of us, it's really not good, let's kowtow and beg for mercy, especially drop, we are earning spirit stones, and we are not selling our lives." Scarface thought about it carefully and spoke seriously.

"That's right, it's really not okay to work with them first, hey! Anyway, that old guy doesn't know who killed him, let's take a chance, get some medicine, put these three little ones down, loot things, let's find a small secluded place to cultivate, and come out again when we have achieved cultivation.

Anyway, along the way, these ninjas didn't treat us as human beings, and they let the two of us explore the way with our lives first. The monk-eyed monk thought seriously.

Ye Luo was standing behind the Araku bronze carving, and the three ninjas didn't see Ye Luo for a while.

At this moment, a woman wearing a white light veil, wearing an island country's ancient costume, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, also rushed to the ancient bronze carving not far away, and walked step by step.

"Holy Maiden!" A ninja seemed to sense something, suddenly turned around, his legs weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

A cold murderous intent burst out in Ye Luo's eyes.