Chapter 800: The Fountain of Eternal Life 14

However, this situation is strange that it only appears on this Fengqi Mountain, but not in other places, of course, these things, they don't know yet.

In the dark, Yang Chen reaped his strength, he knew that something very important should happen next, and there was no need to make a move against such people.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a crack appeared in the rock formed by the cooling of the magma under his feet, and the entire Fengqi Mountain seemed to be about to fall in the distance.

Bang......

The sky that suddenly changed dramatically, suddenly there were dark clouds, and on this Fengqi Mountain, there was frost all over the ground. The heat in the air is also converging, the earth is stretching out, something is swallowing up all the heat.

This desert is not hot, but cold.

Crackling......

Lightning and thunder, in the dark, a faint wave came out from under the crater, breathtaking.

"What's wrong?"

"What's the matter with all of a sudden?"

"How can there be a sudden dark cloud in the sky?"

"Is this mountain going to collapse?"

......

People are panicked, and people are in awe and fear of the unknown.

With all his strength to let go of his senses, Yang Chen hoped to find the clues of the fire lingzhi, but he also knew that it was only possible to get close to the deepest place, so he ran towards the crater with all his might.

In the dark, the crater suddenly cooled down with white mist, and even if it was far away, it was possible to sense the unknown changes that had taken place in it.

The eclipse won't last long, and that's all they know, so they're keeping a close eye on the changes in the sky.

"Are you coming?"

Unlike those foundation building monks, at this time, those Jindan monks were staring intently at the bottom of the cave, they knew that next, it was time to hunt, and the only thing would inevitably be obtained after a bloody storm.

Airplanes......

A wave washed away the white mist in the crater, a force that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and was gathering momentum.

The sky is huge, the dark clouds are like a swirling whirlpool, and the thunder and lightning are shuttling, and this thunder and lightning is like someone crossing the catastrophe, which is very terrifying.

Bang......

The earth shook, and at the bottom of the deep crater, a cyan light rose into the sky, shooting straight into the swirling clouds, and the lightning in the clouds, in a whole roar, was like a spiritual snake, intertwined with the light, thinking about the bottom of the crater,

This special light shone in all directions, and the darkness was instantly lit up.

"The Fountain of Eternal Life is about to be born......!

The thunder and lightning in the clouds seemed to be attracted by something, leaking down like water, and the pillar of light was like the sewer pipe of a funnel, sucking the thunder and lightning.

"This isn't a thunderstorm, but how can it be so weird?"

"If it was a thunderstorm, that thing would have been wiped out long ago!"

"It's really a genius, it took 10,000 years in history to brew!"

"Originally, it definitely wouldn't take so long, but the master died, and the power of nature was much slower!"

"They still have descendants, right?"

"There should be no more, I'll be dead a long time ago!"

......

"Even the relics of our ancestors, we can't protect them, sad!"

"Grandpa, what are we going to do?"

"Just take a look, let it be!"

"Are we really just giving up?"

"Kid, giving up is temporary, as long as we are strong enough, it will all come back. ”

"But^......"

"Okay, our clan has developed for so long, we can't lose a big one because of a small one, hey ......"

On the distant hills, several figures looked at Fengqi Mountain, infinitely sad.

Looking at the sighing and sighing in front of him, the haggard, old and stiff elder, the young man behind him couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Grandpa, I swear that I will revive my clan and regain its glory!"

"After countless years of secret development, our clan has finally waited for a person who has awakened his bloodline and inherited the Xuan Gong, you are the greatest hope of my clan!"

The hill fell into a short silence, the old man looked at Fengqi Mountain in the distance, his heart told him that he had to go, regardless of success or failure, but when he thought of the situation of the clan, the old man was very unwilling to look into the distance, and finally sat down a little dejected.

"Let's just wait for the result, and we have to know who got my people's things!"

"Yes, Grandpa......"

After the boy sat down, the others quietly retreated, and protecting the boy was their only mission.

"Ancestor, let him go with the Fountain of Eternal Life, as long as the treasure of my clan ......"

His eyebrows were full of unwillingness, but unfortunately, he could only choose to give up, he originally wanted to go and fight, but if something happened to him, the family might really have little hope, he was the only deterrent existence in the clan.

"It seems like endless years, but who still remembers the name of the dragon?"

As if muttering to himself, and as if he was asking the people of the world, is there still a legend about the amazing person who was once dominant?

Sadly, as his descendant, even a piece of his ancestor's body was stolen by outsiders, how sad it is.

But what is even more sad in his heart is that he knows who the enemy is, but he can only pretend not to know, this is his secret, the whole family, he didn't tell anyone, he knows that it's not the time.

"Nameless!"

The tone kind, there are already some expectations that seem to be unable to wait.

Sensing the old man's strange appearance, the young man called out and turned into silence!

"My Long Family ......"

He didn't say anything in the end, but this young man is also more sensible, because over the years, he has also tasted many ups and downs, and tasted the warmth and coldness of people a few times.

Call......

The breeze blew lightly, and the slight cold wind seemed to make the night a little more sad.

They are watching what originally belonged to them being snatched away by others, and they can only quietly choose to be silent.

"Hahaha......"

The old man's low laughter was mixed, and before he knew it, the old tears were rampant.

Who can solve this powerless grief?