More than one place, all parts of the vast plain were collapsing, and in an instant, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the eyes were full of devastation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is an ancient beast roaring, coming from the ground, heavy and terrifying, like a long dormant years, with an extremely strong sense of vicissitudes.

The roar of the real phoenix's hooves, the roar of the dragon, and the roar of the demon ape can be said to be manifested in all the fierce beasts of ancient times!

This shook the four directions, no one could be calm, the boundless plains were extraordinary, they only knew about it, they had not really seen it, and now they found such astonishing news.

There's a great treasure underground!

On one side, in the ruined battlefield, there were scattered figures, many people left, and some people followed the bone monks, the kings of the human race, etc., into the underground.

Because the bottom is very magical, the colorful divine light bursts out, illuminating the darkness, and you can see some ancient relics, which are suspected to have inherited the ancient culture and are the sleeping place of the sages.

Some people also say that this is a big murderous grave, and a fierce roar is faintly heard, which makes people's scalp tingle.

But the various visions show a fact.

Underneath the Boundless Plains is very different, and it will be a place of creation!

Mo Ran didn't enter immediately, he experienced a tragic battle, coughed up blood many times, and no matter how strong his body was, he couldn't really immune to all injuries, so he needed to recuperate.

Moreover, he was still observing, wanting to know more, and he didn't want to go in like this, and then encountered changes that even he couldn't handle.

The muscles and bones are glowing, flowing golden light, he uses the ancient god method, uses the hammer body to recover, and with the assistance of the green spirit, at this moment, the whole person looks like an immortal, with an ethereal temperament and transcendent dust.

This method is very mysterious and powerful, and it is worthy of being known as a kind of supreme treasure book from ancient times, and it can be said to have the same origin as the divine treasure golden bone in his body, complementing each other, and can lead to a magical connection.

In a blink of an eye, the dirty blood on the surface of the body faded away, the scars were gone, and the sturdy figure was plump, making people look at a sense of greatness, not like an immature teenager, but more like a god, like a god of demons!

This is related to the record he gave people, Cang Xian, the proud son of the human race, and then the bloody bone clan, very domineering, and created terrifying deeds.

"Why is there a feeling of horror" Mo Ran opened his eyes, and he looked into the ground.

The divine light has long since faded after manifestation, and now the underground still gives people a feeling of confusion, as dark as an abyss, and it is impossible to see through it at all.

He didn't know what was down there, it was really the sleeping place of the Heroic Spirit, as the Wing Clan fairy said?

This feeling is very bad, he is a little remorseful, he should have asked Qiu Ziqing about the things here in the first place, otherwise he would not be so passive and constrained everywhere.

"Huh!"

The golden light rose up, and he could only go in, with no choice.

"What is this?"

In front of me, it is not imagined, the mountains are located, such as the dragon hibernating, horizontally displayed here, the long river water, steaming out of the fog, there are birds of the phantom shuttle among them, like a fairyland.

It's incredible, it's real, it's not a fantasy.

Because he is confident, it is impossible for him to be unaware of the illusion now, and there is no such possibility, the scenery is too real, and there is a strong breath of life.

"An out-of-this-world place, like a small world"

Mo Ran walked, he carried out the verification, and came to such a conclusion.

The flowers and trees here are real, with split trunks and crystal sap flowing out, similar to the outside world, except that the breath of these elixirs is very strong, and the essence of life is majestic.

"No, the spiritual breath doesn't exist, and I can't feel any divine pattern fluctuations!"

Mo Ran's face was shocked, this was absolutely unusual, he just wanted to control the sky, but he found that his spiritual power was limited, and he couldn't even do an inch.

You can check yourself, the spiritual veins are glowing, and the gods are all intact, and there is no abnormality.

Then, he tried several times, even if he used all his strength, but here, it seemed that there was an inexplicable power in the underworld, which could cut off all spirits and dissolve all laws!

"Am I the only one, or is it the same for everyone who comes here?"

He was thinking, this is very important, if it is the latter, if there is a crisis here, I am afraid it will be very troublesome, but for the monks, this is at least fair.

But if it's the former, he believes, it's definitely God playing with him!

However, this situation should be extremely small, and after many deductions, Mo Ran is sure that it is the problem of the environment here, not the abnormality of itself.

In the distance, white fog curls and occasional smoke and dust, and an antique carriage comes.

This is Vanmasore, without any spiritual power fluctuations, the body shape is similar to normal, even the ancient car is all, and the mottled traces show that the car is a little dilapidated.

Among the monks, it was really rare to see things in the mortal world, this was Mo Ran's first feeling, and it reminded him of the time in Qingshan Village.

Rustic and natural.

"Young Man"

The car stopped, and out came an old man, with gray hair and a kind face.

"What kind of place is this?" Mo Ran asked, his stomach full of questions.

He had doubted if there was anyone here, but in the blink of an eye, this old man was extraordinary, his eyes were deep, like a galaxy, and it was difficult to discern him.

It's just a little strange, he can't feel the breath of the old man in front of him, he is indeed a mortal.

"Immortal Land"

The old man smiled, his gray robe fluttering, and the fairy wind bone.

Mo Ran felt more and more suspicious of this old man, until he heard this, which made him shake and become more vigilant.

Here, everything is glorious, misty and cloudy, like a world, a fairyland land, but this is just his guess, but the old man in front of him said so.

Become a fairy!

One of the forbidden areas of the Regions, buried ancient figures, buried too many legends!

"The real immortal land is not here, otherwise it won't be your turn to come."

The old man rubbed his hands, his eyes glowing, as if he was looking at the person in front of him.

This made Mo Ran, who was originally a little stunned, even more unconsciously take a few steps back.

He had a feeling that there was definitely something wrong with this old man, the so-called mortals were estimated to be just appearances, and there were still fairy wind bones in front of him, but he suddenly changed for a while, and he reversed quickly.

"Haha, it's interesting and interesting" The old man stroked his beard and grinned, his expression changed from his original kind appearance to a little unscrupulous in a blink of an eye.

With a flick of his long sleeves, he directly rolled the young man in front of him into the car, this kind of change even Mo Ran never expected.

Isn't this time to stop all the fluctuations of the spirit and the law?

He can't even build a divine pattern, even if this old man has the strength to defy the sky, he shouldn't be.

Because this is the rule here, he has tried it many times, it is a constraint in the realm, and it has nothing to do with cultivation!

The wind blows in the mountains, the white doves chirp softly, and a horse-drawn carriage moves forward on the mountain road.

"How many babies did he mention, could it be that besides me, there are other people who have also been abducted?"

Mo Ran thought of what the old man said just now, if that was the case, he thought that it should be the person who went in before.

But this is also too tough, could it be that all of them have been captured by life?

This is too far from what he thought at the beginning, didn't the Bone Clan say that it was this big tomb, the sleeping place of the Heroic Spirit.

"Boy, don't struggle, you can't run away from you."

Outside the car, the old man was driving a horse, and the gray robe was hunting, and in a blink of an eye, he had jumped over a mountain.

"Dead old man, let me go" The young man said in a deep voice, he wanted to fight, but the result was miserable, and his whole body strength was restrained.

This is the power of the physical body, because all the Dharma is imprisoned here, and his composure is originally due to the strength of his body, even if he encounters a crisis, there may not be an accident.

But now, everything happened too suddenly, and I was abducted by such an old man before I knew it!

"I said old man, you can't be a dead person, right?" Mo Ran gave up, the person in front of him was too godly, and he was definitely a terrifying person.

But he was curious, he didn't know if he could listen to something, the Heroic Spirit was sleeping, if the old man in front of him was the deceased, he might still be able to believe a little.

"Your whole family is dead, old man, I live well, I can't die if you die"

The old man teased and looked at the young man in the car, and what he said was also damaged.

Didn't you just kidnap him, as for such a curse? You know, someone couldn't ask for it before.

"It's here, I'm tired of my old bones"

Mo Ran's eyes darkened, he felt like he had been kicked out, and he rolled to the ground in embarrassment.

At this moment, I scolded in my heart I don't know how many times, but when his eyes lit up, for some reason, his nose was a little sour, and even he was stunned in place.

It's really a scene that hasn't been seen in a long time.

It is a small village, with scattered stone houses, which looks a bit chaotic, but the layout is exquisite, and there is a kind of hunting attack and defense.

If this doesn't really move him, it's the people here who are sour.

It's bitter!

"What kind of place is it?" he muttered to himself.

The old man disappeared, but brought him to such a place, but he was unbound and could walk freely.

It's small, paved with bluestone and mottled cracks, from which a lot of moss grows, wet and vicissitudes.

"Big Brother", a little girl like a porcelain doll, stepped forward and blinked her big smart eyes.

She was only five or six years old, and she wore a shabby little cloth dress, but she could not hide the beauty of the little girl, she was born very delicately, her cheeks were round, and her skin was blown and broken, and she sparkled like mutton fat.

But this sound made the corners of his eyes blurry, and he felt like he wanted to cry.

The little girl was very immature, but her body trembled slightly, as if she was hungry, and as if she had a cold, because she saw all around.

It's a poor and run-down village, a bit bleak.

There was a trace of blood on the ground, and the little girl shrunk her feet, she was not wearing shoes, and the soles of her feet had long been worn out, and there were many bruised lumps, which made people feel a heartache when they looked at it.

What's more, Mo Ran, who also came out of the village, was touched in his heart, very deeply, and had a lot of sadness, but he couldn't speak at this moment.