In the space of the stone chamber, the image of the riot had stopped, and the ropes of the wind shook and all fell to the ground.

Seeing that Youfeng was fine, he relieved himself, but he couldn't control the breath of the alternative fusion that was gradually getting out of control in his body, Nangong Yehua quickly meditated cross-legged, and soon entered the cultivation of selflessness.

The stones were unconscious, but the wind felt as if they had consciousness of their own.

She felt like they were scared and trembling!

However, the warm blood flowed down her forehead from the stone on her dizzy head, leaving blood stains on her fair cheeks, making her eyes blurry, and now she was not sure if it was due to excessive blood loss and hallucinations.

Consciousness seems to have been smashed, and it's hard to guarantee that it's not dazzling.

No, it's tinnitus now!

She heard someone shouting at her, full of anxiety, unease, and hidden anger, which made her head hurt more and more.

Youfeng shook his head vigorously, trying to throw out this headache sound, but there was a soft sound of dong~ in his ears, and then, he felt that the whole world was clean!

Youfeng stared blankly at the sudden strangeness of the room, inhaled deeply, and shook his dizzy head vigorously, trying to shake the phantom in front of him out of his head.

However, she found that what she threw out was only her own blood, and what she saw in front of her became more and more real.

How did the stone statue come to life? also turned into a human form, and he is still the peerless beauty of the myths and legends!

The weirdest thing is that they are actually talking to her, and they are calling her name very accurately, Makukuyu!!

Aren't they phoenixes and serpents that have been seated in ancient times? How can a character who is already dead still appear? Could it be that the text is fake?

The more you think about it, the more you feel that something is wrong, although she can't remember how many times she has been hit by a stone, but she tightly protects her head, and it is normal for a small amount of stone to bleed.

She wasn't stupid, and there shouldn't be such a plot in front of her, although she was curious about what the demon gods looked like in ancient times, but she didn't think that she could see it if she thought about it.

Quickly looked around, could it be that there is a hallucinogenic mechanism in this stone room? The formation she is good at also has a phantom array in the Qi Gate, and it is not surprising that there are these in the unpredictable abyss.

But what she saw in front of her still made her heart tremble.

The whole stone chamber was crystal clear, and everywhere was the color of ice cubes, thick, as if the ice in the snow-capped mountains of ten thousand years had been moved here, and then everything was frozen.

Even the invisible Gangfeng froze into vague ice edges, lying across the ground and in mid-air, here and there, and some of them were just above her head, as if they would fall down at any moment, looking quite dangerous.

The wind ran away, but as soon as he left the place, the little chinchilla in his arms instantly turned into an ice sculpture, frozen in place, unable to pull it, and suddenly his face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to look at Nangong Yehua, and was shocked again.

The ice rope-like thing formed by Gangfeng Ice Ridge was embedded into his skin one by one, very deep, so deep that he could see the white bones, and it was sucking his blood!

The crystal clear ice ropes were quickly dyed red, dazzlingly red, bewitchingly red, so red that people felt that the breath of death was constantly approaching.

And the ice rope embedded in his flesh sucked up the blood, and spread along the ice edge throughout the entire ice rope, and even blood dripped out of it, drop by drop, falling on the ice on the ground, blooming gorgeous and dazzling flowers, but it was quickly absorbed by the ice on the ground to the point that there was nothing left.

At the same time as he finished sucking, the blood on the ice ridge dripped down, uninterrupted, as if to drain his blood, suck it dry!

Youfeng's face turned pale in an instant, his injuries are not healed yet, how can he bleed heavily, he will die if he continues like this!

I wanted to pounce to stop the ice rope, but I was blocked by an invisible wall, and I couldn't get over.

watched his face become whiter and more transparent, and he was getting farther and farther away from her. It seems that if she doesn't make a decision, Nangong Yehua will become a dry bone!

At this time, the wind realized that this stone chamber was a small space formed by forcibly extracting from the distorted time and space, and then compressing it, a time and space that had been sealed and forgotten!

It is recorded in Qimen arithmetic that some small worlds of time and space, when they are broken and collapsed or at the end of their lifespan, are forced by peerless cultivators to go against the sky and rub them into their own powerful and broad divine souls, so that they can reforge a separate space and not be controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

And that price is the collapse of the divine soul, the shattering of the three souls and six spirits, and there is no possibility of reincarnation, this price is not something that ordinary cultivators can afford!

She had space, but she never knew how it was formed, and this space that was pulled out and compressed, brought her a sense of déjà vu from the beginning, but it was occupied by the fear that surged in her heart, completely ignoring this.

But she didn't expect that she would see the powerful power of this long-lost Qimen arithmetic in this situation.

Now, she has every reason to believe that there are primeval gods in this unfathomable abyss!

The so-called psychological fear, also imposed by the primeval gods, was intended to cover up her discoveries and intuition.

However, she had no choice but to compromise and beg for mercy.

Looking at the handsome face that had almost become a blank paper, she was so frightened that she couldn't breathe, and muttered, "Stop, stop, stop!" ”

If he goes on like this, he'll die!

"Phoenix, Teng Snake, I know what you want to do, and I know that everything you see now is an illusion!" The ghostly wind quickly passed through the ice edges, standing in front of the crystal coffin, the ink-colored eyes mixed with coldness, like a quiet sea water, without waves, but so deep that you can't see the bottom.

The frost sword wrapped around her hair seemed to be able to feel the hidden anger in her heart, and the cold wind blew, but it did not move like a mountain.

Even if it was a phantom, no matter how indifferent it was, when he saw that scene, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart!

It's so strong, it's terrifyingly strong, it's so strong that it doesn't have the slightest hope of catching up with them.

Now she believed that what she had seen, even if it was an illusion now, could become a reality that would happen in the next moment!

With terrifyingly powerful strength, they control the entire unpredictable abyss, and the two demon gods who have lived from the primeval times to the present, because they have that strength!