Incredibly, over the past 70,000 years, the Burning Customs Barrier has not only not weakened, but has strengthened a lot.

On the one hand, the underground fire vein has gradually recovered after years of cultivation, and on the other hand, because the monks from the outside world who came in to hunt for treasures have also fought and fought, and anyone who died in the enchantment got the same ending as the dead back then, that is, they were turned into nothingness by the dissolving power of the formation and stayed here forever.

Everyone gathered their minds and stepped into the door.

Luoyu only felt that as soon as the scenery in front of him changed, he appeared on a "suspension bridge" of immeasurable length.

Standing here, he finally knew why the Burning Customs Barrier couldn't be forcibly broken, and the seemingly light and transparent barrier turned out to be a spatial fault!

Seeing the void scene for the first time, Luo Yu was deeply shocked, and there were many foggy and smoke-like colors floating under the absolute pitch black background, which did not look like the existence in reality at all.

With just one glance, he knew that no matter how high his cultivation was in the future, it would never be possible for him to get involved in it.

Just like in the books, there is no concept of long or short distance in the void, nor is there any direction to refer to, as long as you step into it from the real world, you will be completely lost. Even if it's just a step away, with the concept of emptiness, it may be a separation that will never be seen again.

And here, if you want to cross the void fault caused by the enchantment, there is only one passage to go through the "suspension bridge".

There is an invisible force on the "suspension bridge" that binds all who pass through it. In fact, even if there is no such power, probably no one will want to try. In addition to the fact that it disappears completely with one step, the smoke and fog of colored light against the pitch black background looks like anything of bright color, giving people a sense of extreme danger, phantom and deadly.

The "suspension bridge" connects the two points of light that seem to be very far apart, and the light behind them is naturally the entrance to the Burning Customs, and there is a miniature scene in the light at the end of the front, and its shape is the mountain they see from outside the "door".

It turned out that what seemed to be a normal scene from the outside of the barrier was actually separated by a void moat, and it would never be able to be crossed.

Luo Yu and his party were not the only ones on the bridge, but there were also many other monks coming and going, and on this somewhat narrow passage, people from the opposite side even had to dodge when they passed by, so as not to bump into each other. Such a distance is naturally too close for the monk, and it is really uncomfortable.

However, most people just hurried by, with different faces, some people were discouraged, some people were full of spring breeze, and some people were very nervous, quite suspicious of wanting to cover up, as if they had obtained some valuable treasure, for fear of being snatched away.

However, there was no fighting on this road, except for the customary rules, and because it was unlikely that there was anything of real value left in the burning customs. Occasionally, when I encounter such a cautious person, not only does no one have bad intentions, but from time to time there will be sarcastic ridicule.

The length of the "suspension bridge" was very unreal, Luoyu originally thought that they would have to walk for a long time to cross, but they didn't want to go too far, and the light in front of them quickly narrowed and became clearer.

Finally leaving the palpitating void "suspension bridge", Luo Yu really felt the vastness of the space inside the Burning Pass, all the mountains were taller than they looked outside, and the fog lingered everywhere, and the dark blue mountains looked extraordinarily vast.

The monks appeared one after another, many of them with anticipation and urgency, and immediately dispersed and rushed into the mountains, as if each had a clear goal. There were many more monks here than Luo Yu had imagined, but when they were scattered among the mountains, they were all gone......

The ultimate goal of their group is to burn the sea of red clouds in the customs center, even if they don't have this goal, with their cultivation, they don't care about the slightest benefit from the periphery, and everyone is very tacit, just thinking about moving forward.

The outermost mountains don't seem to be too unusual, but if you go a little deeper, you can start to see the traces left by the great war.

There are hardly any intact peaks here, and the deeper you go, the more broken marks there are, and these traces have a clear directionality, so that you can see that the source is from the depths of the mountain. Some of the peaks seemed to have been split apart by sharp weapons, others were smashed by mountains flying out of nowhere, many cliffs were imprinted with huge sword marks and palm prints, and even a large series of peaks were pierced by a single blow...... But all these marks taken together are not comparable to the almost everywhere traces of burning, melting and solidifying.

The Burning Customs is almost completely closed, lacking the wind and rain of the outside world, 70,000 years have passed and the traces of the Great War are still intact, and there are still obvious mana fluctuations left in many places. Some of the hillsides are also shrouded in a light mist that is visible to the naked eye, clinging to the ground and reaching waist-high, flowing slowly at all times.

The Wraith whispered, "These places with light mist should be the places where the souls of some of the dead dissipate. Their bodies and souls were all reduced to the purest energy by the formation, and the place where this energy dissipated was also stained with aura. ”

The mountain breeze blew, and the light mist flowed softly like water, and the spirit continued: "After many years, the spiritual energy cultivation gathered, but it could not enter the natural cycle smoothly like the outside world, so such a light mist was formed in the same place. If no one disturbs it, it may not necessarily become a spirit with a fixed form, and it can leave the place where it was born and wander around in the mountains. ”

Luo Yu nodded slightly, he had clearly felt the special spirituality contained in the light mist, indicating that the guess of the spirit might really be the truth of the spirit.

There were no spirits in the bare terrain, but there were a few young monks who were collecting the mist with various magic tools.

The ghost spirit seemed to be in the mood to talk to Luoyu, and followed closely by Luoyu's side, and the three people of the Sanyuan Hall only led the way in front, and Xia Yanyin was completely left aside.

"The soul power in this mist is very thin, but fortunately, it is not aggressive and will not run away. The condensed spirits have a certain instinct to escape the unfamiliar aura. While most spirits don't take the initiative, it can be troublesome if they accidentally get caught in it. They are born with some ancient memory fragments, and once they invade their minds, they will evolve into the momentum of ancient wars, which is very dangerous for low-level monks who are unstable, prone to insanity, and even obliterate. ”

The consequences seemed to be serious, but the tone of the spirit was very relaxed, because this level of spiritual attack was slightly inferior to a breeze on his face.

This threat is also not worth mentioning to the disciples of the Qingning Sect, they have strong divine thoughts, stable minds, and have known the information about this place in advance, so they have made sufficient preparations, and they will not let these unwise things find any opportunity at all.