Chapter 151: Flying Mural

Through the layers of yellow sand, everyone can faintly see a huge black hole, like the entrance to hell, devouring everything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It was as if the entire ground had suddenly collapsed, and a huge fault layer appeared, and the yellow sand rushed down like flowing water, forming a huge crater.

Although the Ghost Dragon Snake's innate pupil technique has been exhausted, and it has received a lot of backlash, Wang Shi's eyesight has returned to normal now, but he still can't use the pupil technique.

"This is Wang Cheng?" Song Sheng's eyesight was naturally far beyond ordinary people, and he saw even more things than Wang Shi.

Lu Xiangzi also thought about it slightly and said, "This is Wangcheng." ā€

According to the location in his memory, Wang Cheng was not here, and there should still be some distance away, but the familiar feeling told Lu Xiangzi that this was Wang Cheng. Perhaps thousands of years have passed, and the location of the city has changed somewhat because of the flow of yellow sand.

wanted to look up at the sky, but couldn't see anything, Lu Xiangzi temporarily put the doubt in his heart and said: "Follow me later, don't look at it or touch it, if something goes wrong, there is very little I can do." ā€

Wang Shi moved his body slightly and approached Ning Yi, making the distance between the two of them shrink to the closest. As soon as Ning knew what to do next, he became silent and followed Wang Shi closely.

Everyone was aware of the danger, and they began to be cautious.

Lu Xiangzi's eyes narrowed slightly, becoming narrow, revealing a charming arc. At the same time, a drop of water appeared on his fingertip again and fell downward.

"Follow me. As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiangzi was about to fall down.

Everyone began to support the protection of spiritual power and followed Lu Xiangzi.

The huge waterfall formed by the yellow sand fell from a height of thousands of feet, smashed into the hard ground, and made a sound of explosion, which could not be described with deafening.

Because it was a circular crater and surrounded by a waterfall of yellow sand, a loud roar echoed in it, forming an incomparably chaotic roar that continuously penetrated the objects within. If there are some people with low cultivation, I am afraid that they will be directly shocked by these sound waves.

Maybe he didn't feel anything when he landed at first, but as he went deeper, the vibration of the sound waves became more and more intense, and Song Sheng had already begun to feel that his heartbeat was a little unstable and his brain was a little dizzy. After using a huge amount of spiritual power to suppress these discomforts, Song Sheng's gaze became sharp, just the environment was like this, it was hard to imagine how many crises there were.

Wang Shi wrapped one hand around Ning Yi's waist, propped up the protection, isolated most of the sound waves, and kept knocking out a certain rhythm with his fingers to keep Ning Yi awake. After all, he still learned the rhythm of music, and for this shock, Wang Shi still has a way to fight against it, which can protect Ning Yi from being affected.

After a long time, the five of them reached the ground, and the roar had reached its peak at this time, as if the whole world was fluctuating. If someone with less luck happens to be in a weird band, it is very likely that they will be blown to pieces immediately, even if it is a strong person in the Xuan Realm.

Because of the strong tremors, all the aura was shaken away, and the spiritual consciousness could not detect anything. Fortunately, the yellow sand at the lowest point has decreased a lot, and the distance that can be seen has increased a lot, so that the perception is not completely lost.

Everyone looked around, and they could only feel a strange feeling.

The sound was distorted completely, and the place was completely immersed in a kind of scream, like the last scream of the living before it died. And the louder and more the sound, it creates a kind of silence that makes people feel suffocated.

The entire space was distorted by the tremors, and began to fluctuate, giving the impression of entering a fantasy world. Even if you can resist this tremor, you are likely to lose consciousness in a trance.

The buildings here are very different from those of other cities, and the layout here is not checkered, but dotted with them, and the buildings are located at random, and if you don't live in them for many years, you can't find the right way. And in the case of yellow sand, it is impossible to overlook it, so you can only walk in it.

"There must be quite a few people here, so let's be careful not to separate. Lu Xiangzi walked in the front, with a drop of Luo Xing floating in front of him, like a lamp.

Wang Shi took Ning Yi and followed Lu Xiangzi, but he didn't have the slightest wariness of oil flowers. If Wang Shi is more vigilant about oil flowers, the more his energy will be scattered, and it is better not to be vigilant.

Song Sheng followed behind, the longbow was already in his hand, the quiver was already on his back, and his left hand was already in a state of performing spiritual magic. With the effect of the tremor, he had to be on full guard.

Youhua followed behind, bowed slightly, carefully looked at his hands, and tidied up his clothes from time to time, always keeping them clean and tidy. In the whole team, it was the easiest to get oily.

Led by Lu Xiangzi, everyone did not encounter anything or obstacles, and moved slowly in a strange roar.

After about half an hour, everyone finally came to the real royal city after an unknown amount of time.

It's a city within a city. Because of the yellow sand, the city wall is so high that it seems to go straight into the sky, which makes people feel the urge to bow down.

After a few glances, they pushed open the gate of the city filled with yellow sand, and everyone walked into the imperial city.

It is not much different from the imperial city in the world, but the architecture here is more exquisite and beautiful to the point of suffocation, and it has experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes without erasing the former glory.

Just the stone bricks under his feet are carved with moire, and there is a unique rhythm attached to them, as if they are arrays, and they have the power to make people fall into them. All the stone bricks here alone will be a huge gain if you study them diligently.

The crowd simply glanced at it for a few moments, and then walked inside. If the stone bricks were so valuable, they should go inside, and there would not be only a few stone bricks left in the entire royal city.

Soon, everyone came to the first hall, only to find that the door had already been opened.

Needless to say, in the desert, in the entire world of cultivators, killing people is something that doesn't need a reason, not to mention that it is now a battle for treasure. Therefore, everyone had to raise their spirits and begin to be on guard.

The magnificent hall, there is no superfluous decoration in it, it is empty, only the four walls of the flying picture scroll, showing a magnificent scene.

Because he had seen a powerful illusion before, Wang Shi became vigilant when he saw the mural.

Lu Xiangzi looked at these familiar things, recalled the memories that had been sealed for a long time, and said: "These murals have no illusion, but it doesn't hurt to look at them. If you're lucky, you might be able to get something good out of it. ā€

Because he trusted Lu Xiangzi very much, Wang Shi walked towards one of the murals. After thinking for a while, Song Sheng also walked towards a certain mural.

Instead of looking at the mural, Yau Hua suddenly bent down, gently stroked the dust off his shoes, and did not stand up immediately, but began to grope with his fingers on the pattern of the floor.

Everything here, including the floor, is about flying.

Lu Xiangzi looked at the oil flower and suddenly asked, "Do you think you can kill Wang Shi?"

Because of the shock, the conversation between Lu Xiangzi and Youhua was only heard by the two of them.

Youhua didn't look up, continued to grope along the pattern with her hand, and said, "It is impossible to kill Wang Shi in the future, it has already passed before, so I can kill him now." ā€

This sentence can be regarded as a pertinent estimate of Wang Shi's strength. Before that, Youhua didn't know what Wang Shi was like, in the future, Youhua thought that he was not as good as Wang Shi, and now, Youhua was still sure to kill Wang Shi.

Lu Xiangzi shook his head slightly and said, "Actually, when you followed Wang Shi, you no longer had the certainty of killing him. ā€

Youhua's fingers stopped slightly, and she asked with a little curiosity, "Is it?"

"Isn't it?"

Youhua's fingers stopped moving, raised her head, looked at Lu Xiangzi, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"I don't want to say anything, I just want to tell you that you don't have a chance to win against Wang Shi, unless you leave him, the longer you stay with him, the more you prove that you don't have confidence, and the more likely you are to lose. ā€

"And then?"

"Actually, I think it's a good choice to follow Wang Shi. If Wang Shi survives this time, I can guarantee that his future achievements will not be limited to the Seven Great Dynasties. ā€

There was a smile on the corner of Youhua's eyes, and he said, "Are you a lobbyist? I don't know your true identity and purpose, how can I believe you?"

Lu Xiangzi smiled and said, "Then you continue to look at your patterns, maybe you will believe me if you look at it." ā€

The smile on the corner of Youhua's eyes became a little heavier, and although his eyes were still looking at Lu Xiangzi, his fingers had already begun to grope along the patterns on the floor.

At first glance, there is nothing special about the patterns on the floor, but if you look closely, you will find the secret. There are thousands of spiritual arts in the world, but they all belong to the same path, and they are all transformations of spiritual power, and they all have something in common.

And the pattern on this floor is exactly the way of spiritual power operation of oil flowers, and it may be that he can break through the bottleneck for a long time with the help of this floor.

Although Youhua didn't care about what Lu Xiangzi said, he concentrated on exploring the pattern. But Lu Xiangzi's words have existed after all, and they have entered the heart of Youhua.

Sometimes a word doesn't have any effect on a person, but it can become a seed, and at some point it will suddenly burst out of the shell, flourish, and become someone's mind.