Cheng Xuanzun and his team entered the Southern Wilderness for almost forty days. The Southern Wilderness is worthy of the name of the wilderness, poor mountains and bad waters, thin aura, ugly demonized creatures, creepy movements and sounds, even if this is a group of monks who can dominate the world in the Kunlun world, they still often have numb scalps, and they are extremely worried all the way.

Luckily, even if they were abandoned, some of the ancient circles that had been buried deep underground were still not completely broken. The monks traveled all the way, repairing these small arrays for short-distance teleportation in case they were needed.

Now it has entered the ruins of the once glorious city capital of the Yuezhao clan.

After millions of years, the dust of time was buried under the ground long before the entire Yuezhao Clan. Leaving only those distinctive high platforms that were once inlaid with yin spirit stones and engraved with moonlight ciphertext, and were used to absorb the moonlight, were still standing firm in the lonely southern wilderness, bearing this violent feast that no one appreciated.

At this time, Cheng Xuanzun was standing in front of a stone tablet forest engraved with ancient runes. The dense stone monuments could not be seen at a glance, and a cold dead air escaped.

The soul stele forest of the Yuezhao clan is at least hundreds of thousands.

It is rumored that after the death of the Yuezhao clan, the bones were buried deep near the Divine Pillar, and the Yuan Shen was sealed in the Soul Tablet, which seems to be a transformation ritual from the materials left by the Yuan Ancestor. Cheng Yang was not qualified to enter the data room on the higher floors of Immortal City, and he didn't know what kind of transformation ceremony this was.

The stone tablet in front of him was filled with disgusting thick green mucus, and under careful identification, those slimes were actually adsorbed on the stone tablet to gnaw on the aura of the runes, and most of the runes had been gnawed to the point that they were difficult to identify, leaving ugly pits.

With the mutilation of the runes, the artistic conception created by the inscription as a whole is long gone, revealing a sense of decay and corruption, and these words look difficult to read, just looking at it makes me feel dizzy, Cheng Yang specializes in the overhaul of runes and finds it difficult to read, only after reading a few lines of font, the depths of the Yuan Shen reveal a strong sense of tiredness, and the head is like being pricked by a needle, faintly painful. Those god-transforming monks didn't dare to be curious about these inscriptions casually, and honestly gathered around to take a rest.

Qi Liang was a few steps away, holding an ancient heavy sword in his hand, the sword pattern on the sword body was full of terrifying golden mang, and as soon as the flowing turbidity touched the golden mang, it was immediately swallowed by the golden mang, becoming the nourishment of the sword.

Cheng Xuanzun watched it for a while, and finally gave up, endured the sharp pain in his head and copied it for a few minutes, sealed it, and beckoned the others to set off.

"Old Cheng, are we really not going to the Divine Pillar?" Qi Liang picked up the heavy sword and followed Cheng Xuanzun, this Southern Wilderness is really a treasure place, along the way, I don't know how many ancient artifacts have been excavated, time has quenched the divine objects, and so many divine objects can be found in the barren land of the Southern Wilderness, which shows how much the Yuezhao clan was valued by Jiang Yuanzu in the past, but unfortunately most of the divine objects could not be moved at all, and could only stand in this gray and black place full of the shadow of death.

What's even more regrettable is that the Divine Pillar is a hundred miles away, but Cheng Yang decided not to go. In his life, he may be able to observe this energy "wellhead" up close, and to be honest, he always has a strong feeling that he wants to go over and have a look.

Cheng Xuanzun shook his head, the Divine Pillar was not something that a combined monk like him would dare to touch casually, even the Elder Sect Star Body Cultivator who was wandering outside did not dare to venture close to the Divine Pillar.

The Divine Pillar of the Age of Mutation is not just the Divine Pillar that simply provided energy at the beginning. The Southern Wilderness opened the seal and became like this, there was a reason for the collapse of the outer boundary wall, and there was also a reason for the mutation of the Divine Pillar caused by the greedy division of the Divine Pillar Seal of the Yuezhao Clan, and the double attack triggered the disaster of the Yuezhao Clan's extermination.

The Demon of Darkness - The original Dharma Body is buried at the bottom of the Divine Pillar, and on top of the Dharma Body, I don't know how many Dark Demons are derived, otherwise with the Divine Pillar, the Southern Wilderness will not be given up by the Terrans.

The aura could not exist purely near the Divine Pillar, and the moon tide in the southern frontier that the Yuezhao clan dreamed of became a joke.

The ancestors of the Cheng family once entered the Southern Wilderness, and the Southern Wilderness at that time was far more dangerous than now, and there could be no living creatures at all, only manic magnetic storms, spiritual power, and magic weapons all failed here.

Although the current Southern Wilderness seems to have stopped storming, the ubiquitous dark dust, uncomfortable light and gray desolation, no one knows what kind of risk exists on the other side of the Divine Pillar.

In fact, there is a way for the Southern Wilderness to enter Yuezhao, which is a one-way escape dark array left by the Kunlun Realm to the Yuezhao clan. It's a pity that the people of the Yuezhao clan would rather destroy the clan than use these arrays. The Xuanyuan clan didn't know about the dark array left by Immortal City and Wuji Mountain.

The group of people hurried silently, and the dark array was under the sealing wall, and if they hurried with all their might, they would not encounter accidents, and it would take seven or eight days to touch. Southern Xinjiang is almost isolated from Kunlun, and it is almost impossible to contact people outside the Southern Wilderness. It has been more than 40 days since entering the Southern Wilderness, and no one knows whether the moonlight collapse incident will occur one day later.

As the distance shortened, it became more and more perceptible that the Moonlight Array was now suffering from terrible mutations.

The whole sky was gathered with black, terrible whirlpool clouds, which were weighing heavily on the top of the entire moonlight array, that kind of pure blackness, completely invisible to the rolling of the clouds, if it were not for the occasional flash of thunder and lightning, shining out of the whirlpool eye in the middle, it was almost impossible to see that it was a cloud, and I thought that the whole sky was swallowed by something indescribable. The monks especially remembered the shock and despair at the first sight.

The frequency of the Moonlight Array's enchantment stress was very frequent, flickering more than a hundred times in almost a single breath, which showed that it was suffering from terrifying destructive power. The bright yellow light of the enchantment was somewhat eclipsed under the dark swirling clouds, and there were even traces of corrosion by black liquor in a few places, and black spots were ......

The climate of this land in the Southern Wilderness has become even more extreme, and it was originally in the place of the collapsing boundary wall, because the moonlight enchantment extracted spiritual energy to fight against the indescribable darkness above, causing a very powerful destructive Gangfeng, the Gangfeng blew on the robes, shooting out all kinds of gorgeous treasure light, these monks who were originally calling for wind and rain outside also became disgraced, with all kinds of scars on their bodies, and the magic weapons carried by each person also had cracks visible to the naked eye.

The aura is thin, and in order to save the stored aura and for safety, Cheng Xuanzun crossed the range of the Divine Pillar, and then ordered everyone to fly at a low altitude, and later even relied on walking.

The black dust that could not be dispersed floated around, viscous as vinyl, and the talisman enchantment woven by spiritual power was pasted on it by these black and sticky dust, and the group of thirteen people almost became walking black clay figures.

Everyone is having fun in the bitterness, in such a dull and sticky environment, you make fun of me and I mock you, even Cheng Xuanzun and Qi Liang can't avoid it, and they are kindly ridiculed by everyone. This common hardship invisibly brought this group of monks closer together and made them more united.

Fortunately, it only took two days to get out of these sticky areas.

Out of the sticky dust area, the closer you get to the moonlight barrier, you can find a relatively comfortable and dry resting place.

Cheng Xuanzun took out the moonlight map, searched for the location, and determined that it was very close to the dark array that was left behind, most of the monks in the past two days were exhausted because they did not have enough time to recover their aura, and it was rare to find a place to rest, and they needed to recover to cope with the situation below.

Even Qi Scale, a great sword cultivator with extraordinary energy, faintly felt a sense of tiredness coming over him, and as soon as he sat down, he leaned back to back on Cheng Yang and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Cheng Xuanzun didn't feel very tired, and asked the monk on duty to rest, he sat cross-legged, used to take out the special communication stone made by Xiancheng, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was slightly shiny. There is a message.

He clicked on it and almost crooked his mouth.