Southwest of the night acacia, the land of alienation.

Jing Zhen had just walked into the tent and was about to rest, when his movements suddenly paused, his whole body slowed down, and he immediately turned his head, looked sideways at a certain place, and his eyes became deep.

In his perception, the unknown secret power that enveloped most of the Night Huai City suddenly weakened, as if it had suffered some kind of heavy blow, unnaturally collapsed.

"Strange, how could this level of power dissipate so quickly?"

In a low voice, Jing Yu stepped out, and the whole person disappeared in the tent where he was temporarily resting, and came to the sky of the sea of clouds.

In the mighty wind, the hazy gray mist visible to the naked eye rose from the sky above the night locust, and in the process of flying, it disappeared and dissolved.

"Sure enough, there is still an extremely powerful accumulation hidden in Yehuai City that I don't know, and the power of this sudden invasion has made it passively revive. ”

Making this guess, Jing Zhen's body straightened, raised his hand and held it weakly, aiming at a wisp of mist that was about to disappear and melt.

It's just that.

As soon as he made this action, his spirit could not contain a great panic, and the whole person was moving towards death step by step.

In a trance, this Extreme Realm martial artist "saw" a scarlet and evil robe floating behind him, the edge of the robe, endless viscous and disgusting blood-colored liquid was eternally low, and at his feet, there was a short thick red hair like a forest, covered with various heads.

Not only that, but he also "felt" that he was completely pierced by some indescribable sharp force, and the whole person was divided into irregular pieces, but he strangely maintained his balance and did not scatter immediately.

"No!"

With a roar, Jing Chen closed his eyes hard, closed his palms violently, withdrew his arms, and then stepped backwards, retreating for a hundred miles.

Call~

At the last moment, he didn't really make a pulling move, didn't really attract the hazy gray mist, and as a response, the blood-colored robe and sharp magic didn't really interact with it, and the crisis he felt didn't come.

He gave up on a future that was dangerous, even enough to bring him to ruins.

"This feeling ......"

Jing Zhen looked at the last remaining gray in the sky above the night locust with fear and luck, and his voice trembled slightly:

"This is the power that transcends the Tribulation. ”

Before the words fell, he seemed to remember something:

"Yehuai City has such a precipitation, and it can resist and repel things of this level and this level. ”

At this moment, in Jing Zhen's heart, Yehuai, an ordinary, uncharacteristic county town, suddenly became mysterious, and there were countless mysteries hidden in the Buddha.

"This place is not good for long. ”

Jing Zhen tilted his head slightly, looked at the oversized rune array that shimmered with pale golden light nearby, and quickly made a decision:

"When this matter is dealt with, I will leave the night locust. ”

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The other end of the oversized rune array.

Gong Xifu stood at the top of a hill, also looking up in the direction of the Night Acacia, he didn't make any attempt compared to the Nanyan envoy, more like an observer.

Rustle rustle......

At this time, a distinct, deliberately aggravated footsteps came from not far away, approaching here.

Gong Xifu retracted his gaze and looked elsewhere, when he saw a man with a serious expression and a grim face walking briskly.

He was dressed in clothes that were indistinguishable from the night, and he carried a long sword on his back, and he was the lord of the Night Huai Jing Ye Division.

"Gongxi senior. ”

You Hanyan's body was slightly bent, and he gave a light salute, without the slightest politeness:

"I received a report from my subordinates that many people in the city have disappeared inexplicably, and after preliminary investigation, it was found that this may be related to the cult ......."

Cult...... You Hanyan's words completely drew Gong Xifu's attention, his brows furrowed, and he said in a low tone:

"Are you sure? ”

"There is a great possibility. You Hanyan nodded lightly and responded calmly:

"It's a believer in White Bone Bodhi. ”

White Bone Bodhi, the evil god who has only heard his real name and only occasionally lowered a little power? Because this existence is not strong, and there are not many believers who pray for strength from him, and his power is not strong.

Thinking like this, Gong Xifu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, his brows softened slightly, and then his tone became indifferent, and he commanded:

"Keep investigating, and I'll take action when I know where these dog things are.

Those who believe in evil gods must be killed, they are no longer considered human, they are the enemies of any living being. ”

"Hmm. After You Hanyan nodded yes, he ended the topic and said in a probing tone:

"Senior Gongxi, I just noticed that the strange power that affects the night locust has disappeared, I wonder if there is anything bad to affect when I enter there now?"

"I don't know. Gong Xifu rubbed his forehead and said in a sigh-like tone:

"I've only heard of things like the Spiritual Secret Realm, and I haven't encountered it, so I don't know the specific situation.

However, the acquisition of such secret realms is through reading the memories of ancient powerful beings, and it is conceivable that those who try it will be affected by these memories, and even find it difficult to distinguish themselves. ”

Speaking of this, he chuckled, and his tone was ethereal, as if coming from the depths of the earth:

"Many people believe that the spiritual secret realm is a spiritual inheritance, and it is also an arrangement for the resurrection of ancient beings.

There is a balance between getting and paying, between chance and danger.

Perhaps, when someone comes out of that secret realm, he is no longer himself, or rather, he is not his complete self. ”

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Moontree Street, a secret room in the basement of a building.

The woman wearing a moon-white dress and a silver bracelet on her right wrist slowly opened her eyes, her eyes blurred and confused, as if she had woken up from a long, long dream.

She looked around and looked carefully at the ordinarily decorated room, not missing a single detail.

After a long time, the woman with the image of a Lianhua Daoist opened her mouth, and after several attempts, she finally spoke.

It's just that her voice is so hoarse, so low, so vicissitudes:

"What happened, why did this happen?

What Tianzun said: The road ahead has been broken, is that what it means?"

As she muttered to herself, the woman covered her forehead with a pained expression, as if recalling these things would cause her some harm.

"Green Flame, Red Fire, Flying Fish......"

As the names were spitted out, her expression became more and more painful, and tears rolled down her cheeks to her chin and fell to the ground.

Finally, she murmured in a faint voice that she could only hear herself:

"Am I the only one alive?"

Then, she immediately said firmly:

"I will resurrect you and find all answers. ”

As soon as her words fell, the silver bracelet on her wrist bloomed with thousands of heroic lights, and these lights did not fly away, did not attack, but crisscrossed with mid-air, outlining a clear and translucent strange symbol.

"That's how I got it.

The reason Lord Sin said was not the knowledge of the secret realm, but a person who should have died a long time ago. ”

Suddenly, within the strange symbol, a soft but emotionless female voice sounded.

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PS: Thank you for the reward of Liufeng Wushuang, I haven't seen the big guy haunt for a long time.

Another: I saw that Hao'er went to the book review, which is very good, work hard.