The onlookers looked at each other.

The Boundary Road Monk and the two Black Beast Imperial Clans stopped again, they looked at the three people under the stele with a surprised expression, these three people faced the increasingly restless tentacles, instead of fleeing, they leaned over, and the onlookers were very puzzled.

"What are you doing, aren't you afraid of death?" someone muttered in a low voice, "It's the people from the Hall of Eternal Life and the Pavilion of All Saints, right?"

Wu Yang stared at the overhaul of the Burial Emperor City, "You have to give us an explanation." ”

"What's the explanation?" Fu He asked coldly, "If you refine the corpse, I must be buried in the Imperial City?"

Chu Hong's expression was ugly, "It's not interesting to say this, Zhao Zi is the seed of my All Saints Pavilion, and you know very well who his master is, and if you do it to him, you will do it to my All Saints Pavilion! You are not afraid of provoking a war between the two sects?"

"Hmph, just based on the five pale arms, it is concluded that I did it in the Burial Emperor City?" Zanghe was very annoyed, "It's too hasty, isn't it? And even if I buried the disciples of the Imperial City, which rule did I violate? When did our four major sects prohibit disciples from fighting?"

"But this is a battlefield! Attacking your own monks is against the rules of Ember City!" Wu Yang interjected.

Zang He snorted coldly, "Then please let the City Lord of the Embers be the master!" Let's see who this person is!"

The Chu brothers and Wu Yang both looked at Zang He coldly, and the atmosphere in the venue was extremely tense.

"Don't make any noise!" Bai Zhi suddenly spoke, and gently tugged Wu Yang, "There seems to be something wrong with the Honghuang Ancient Monument! Look at Seventeen's expression!"

Wu Yang quickly turned his head.

Seventeen stood in the darkness far away from them, staring at the Honghuang Ancient Monument without blinking, with surprise and excitement on his face, doubts and surprises, troubles and confusion, so many emotions were mixed together, making Seventeen's already ugly face have an unusually wonderful look.

"The boy. Bai Zhi added again.

Wu Yang's gaze fell on Su Qi.

He pressed one palm against the stone tablet, and his breath fluctuated and fluctuated, as if he was feeling something, and Dongfang Jiyue beside him, after hesitating for a moment, also put his hand on it, while the round fat man was much more cautious, he circled around Su Qi and Dongfang Jiyue for a long time, and after making sure that they were not in any danger, he slipped to the other side of Su Qi and pressed his hand.

Is there anything strange about this stele?

Wu Yang frowned.

"The stele is getting brighter!" Chu Hongcai suddenly exclaimed after a long while.

They were far away from the stele, and because of the angle, it was difficult to see the light at the bottom of the stele, and after this light gradually spread upwards, they finally noticed the change in the stele.

"More than that, this stone tablet seems to echo something!" Bai Zhi leaned forward slightly, there was a fox with a single horn on her back lying behind her, her small head was against her shoulder, whimpering softly, Bai Zhi listened carefully for a while, "They are not in danger, so what are they doing?"

Chenghuang shook his head.

Bai Zhi and Wu Yang glanced at each other, and they didn't know what to do.

And in front of the stone stele, Su Qi fell into a wonderful state.

The moment his right hand touched the stele, Su Qi felt that he was floating, his divine consciousness suddenly left his body, there was no hindrance, and there was no sense of danger, his divine sense seemed to be absorbed by the stele, and there was a white glow around him, he couldn't see anything else with color, nor could he detect the existence of any living beings, he was isolated from the outside world, and gradually, he couldn't feel his body anymore.

He seemed to have fallen into chaos, drifting for an unknown amount of time, time had lost its meaning, a moment or a thousand years made no difference in his feelings, and after a long time of drifting, a strange fluctuation finally came from his front.

The wave seemed to call him.

He rushed there desperately.

The fluctuations became more and more violent, it was like a golden point of light, suddenly appearing in front of it, in the white glow, it was very conspicuous, like the only one in the world.

It took him some amount of time to finally get closer, but he also suddenly realized that there was actually more than one wave calling him.

There was a very thin and faint call beating on his side, it seemed to be closer to Su Qi's distance, but there was a hazy glow in the middle, making their distance like a moat, and it was impossible to cross it at all. Latest

Su Qi rushed towards the first wave without hesitation.

Because Su Qi has already discovered that it seems to be the one who takes the initiative, whether it is Su Qi himself or the second point of light, they are actually responding to its call.

The golden point of light looked small, but it was actually very large, Su Qi felt as if he had spent thousands of years before coming to it, and it was actually a tall stone tablet, hazy, unable to see clearly, but there was a clear call in it, as if someone was whispering in Su Qi's ear, "Come on, come on." ”

Su Qi didn't think twice - in fact, he seemed to have lost the ability to think, and he flew towards the stele.

As if wrapped in warm water, he couldn't help but moan, but he lost the ability to make a sound, and was swallowed up by the stone tablet in the silence.

I don't know how long it has been.

He snapped open his eyes.

The golden light surrounded him, he looked around, in front of him was a long ancient road, but the ancient road was ethereal, it seemed to be hanging in the air, he looked down, the ancient road below is a vast gold, I don't know the depth, like an abyss.

He walked the ancient road.

The ancient road was straight, and he couldn't see the way forward, so he had to move forward silently.

Soon, he discovers that he is not alone.

There was a man in a cyan robe walking in front of him, he was carrying a wooden box, holding an ancient book in his hand, his steps were slow, and he seemed to be at ease?

Su Qi opened his mouth and wanted to call him, but he was surprised to find that he still couldn't speak.

He quickened his pace, quickly rushed to the man, and reached out to pat his arm.

Su Qi pounced.

His hand ran through the man's arm as if he didn't exist.

Phantom?

Su Qi was stunned, the man was still walking slowly, getting closer, and Su Qi also realized that the man's body was not solid.

Su Qi looked at it in a daze for a long time.

It turned out to be memory, the memory of the stele?

He looked up in a trance, and there was a sea of gold above his head, not knowing how high he was.

Maybe it's not a memory, it's just a piece of the past engraved here.

Su Qi seemed to be aware.

The man, like him, may have come to the stele after an unknown period of time.

Who is he?

Su Qi suddenly became curious, he quickened his pace, rushed in front of the man again, and turned his head.

An unknown face, handsome and elegant.

But he's a Terran, or a barbarian.

He kept muttering something in his mouth, and Su Qi was side by side with him, very close, so close that he heard a trace of sound.

"What the hell is this place, you have to use the strength of the Half Emperor to say anything?"