The wind was blowing, and the eyes were covered with a heavy lead gray color, and the whole world was as gloomy as if the end was about to fall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Countless huge and strange stone mountains with hundreds of feet of height and height, like hellish demons standing up to the sky and the earth, with teeth and claws, stand silently, full of extremely depressing and terrifying colors.

On the uneven mountains, countless humanoid monsters crawling on all fours were as dark gray as rocks, looking up at the sky from time to time, their eyes radiating a scarlet cruel light, and letting out a mysterious howl that pierced through the golden cracked stones.

Above the clouds in the sky, three figures flew hidden in the lead-gray clouds.

The robes of these three people were stained with blood and dust, and Sen Sen's evil qi was condensed within a radius of one zhang around them, and it was obvious that they had gone through a lot of high-intensity killings along the way.

Duanmu Heyu and Duanmu Zun both had a hint of tiredness between their eyebrows, after all, the high-intensity mental concentration and battle that lasted for a whole day, even they, as Qi Dao Grandmasters, felt a little tired.

The intensity and difficulty of each battle also skyrocketed, far less relaxed than when killing the Oni Rock Owls.

At this moment, they had penetrated more than 800 miles into the Ancient Relic Land, and the Desolate Ancient Relic Species they encountered along the way were even more powerful, even compared to the relict species of the Upper Grandmaster.

The high-level relict they encountered looked very strange, like a swimming fish with wings, swimming in the clouds, huge in size, like a small mountain, if it wasn't for Duanmu and Yujianji's speed, avoiding the trajectory of this powerful relic in advance, it would be difficult to say what would have happened.

And Yue Pingsheng on the side was completely different from the state of these two people, and the starlight flashed in the depths of his pupils, as if there was a galaxy circulating. With the replenishment of spiritual energy, he did not have the slightest consumption in terms of spirit, physique, or vitality, but was a little stronger than when he entered the ancient relics.

This is due to the fact that when collecting spiritual energy, when it is wrapped with innate qi and flowing through the body, there is a slight loss and leakage, and these leaked spiritual energy is naturally absorbed by the body and strengthened.

[Remaining Psionic Reserves]: 1024 units

After several small-scale battles in Yue Pingsheng's life, the spiritual energy reserve had reached one thousand and twenty-four units!

This is like using battle to nourish the war, when the group fights, Yue Pingsheng's loss of spirit and spirit is replenished in real time, but the more he fights, the stronger he becomes.

And Duanmu Zun, who often paid attention to Yue Pingsheng on the side, noticed this scene, and was even more slightly shocked in his heart.

At this time, Duanmu and Yu in front of him spoke:

"This area of Weishan is different from other places, the rulers are those crawling gray demons, and there are very few relics that move in the sky, as long as you are careful, there will be no problems. ”

Duanmu and Yu condensed their voices, drifted into Yue Pingsheng's ears, and explained:

"Most of the relics in the Weishan region have strong toxins, which are very toxic, and can achieve the effect of hitting the spirit through sonic shocks, once they are in groups, reaching a certain number, they cooperate with each other and let out a loud roar, even the grandmasters are directly dizzy, become idiots, and fall from the sky.

However, as long as we maintain the current speed, if we are lucky enough not to encounter a powerful relic, we will be able to reach our destination in another hour or two, and when the time comes, we will have a rest and wait for the two grandmasters of the Yu family and the Sikong family to join us. ”

Yue Pingsheng nodded.

......

Wisps of blue mist swirled in the air, as if dark blue threads had taken on life. The whole world seems to be wrapped in the all-pervasive silk thread.

In the miasma, a huge stone arch that is hundreds of zhang high, seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of eternity, runs through the sky, straight into the sky, and the miasma gently blows on the stone pillar covered with traces of time.

In the middle of the arch, there is a strange crack.

Although the swarthy opening was carved out on the stone door, there was not a trace of rock inside, as if a large mouth had been split directly from the void, and it was chilling to see people's hearts.

With all his eyes, he could only see that there was an unusually sharp tearing will on the edge of this crack shaped like an erected pupil, ruthless and desireless, definitely not the will of some kind of living being, full of an incongruous aura that was incompatible with this world, as if a fine piece of silk had been torn open by life.

Inside the gap was a circle of black nebula-like vortices slowly swirling, as if leading to the endless void, and all the thoughts that penetrated into it were instantly swallowed up, as if they had disappeared directly from this world.

Surprisingly, there was a clean area under the arch of the sky, without the slightest shade.

It's not just the Yin Barrier, but on the entire line where the Yin Barrier and the Ancient Relic Land meet, there is not a single relic that can be seen, as if it has become a pure land.

The three men with different breaths sat silently, and seemed to form an invisible protection in a radius around them, making it impossible for the ubiquitous blue barrier to enter at all, forming such a vacuum zone where there was no yin barrier.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face opened his eyes, looked at one of the majestic men with white hair and a face no more than thirty or forty, and said in a low voice:

"Great Elder, how long do we have to wait, in case something happens to someone from another family on the road......

Before the man could finish speaking, a person on the side frowned and interrupted:

"Master Duanmen, my Yu family, Sikong family, and Duanmu family are all families that have been inherited for thousands of years, and there is no such situation as you said, just be patient!"

These three people are the three grandmasters of the Yu family, and they arrived here in advance.

The white-haired man at the head was the great elder of the Yu family, Yu Xiantian; the second to speak was the fourth elder, Yu Wenji; as for the person who was called the master of the Duan Gate, it was the foreign aid invited by the Yu family, Duan Hongbo, the master of the Shanhai Gate.

In fact, the reason why the three parties involved in each exploration do not act together is that in addition to the large number of people and the large target, each family has a unique route in the hundreds of years of exploration, which can not only reduce the danger on the way to the Forsaken Ruins, but also make detailed marks on the origin of various precious resources along the way.

On this route, where are the precious medicinal materials that have not yet grown, where the ore for casting Xuanbing is produced, and where are the unique relics that can be used in medicine...... These can be said to be the secrets of each family.

And the foreign aid who came in the hand did not have a clear map to compare, so naturally it did not matter. Moreover, a place like the Ancient Ruins could not be marked at all, and the grandmaster of the accompanying family did not have any chance under his nose.

The white-haired man known as the Great Elder has the appearance of a middle-aged man, but he seems to have experienced all kinds of life and vicissitudes of life, and the breath of the whole person is like an abyss and a prison, unfathomable. Even the grand arch behind them could not hide it, making it impossible to ignore his presence.

And he seemed to hear nothing, deaf to everything.