In the distance, everyone watched Mo Mingming sitting in front of the gate of the ancient temple, motionless, all of them showed puzzled looks, they didn't know what the situation was, they just felt that his body was like the bright moon shining on a quiet lake, exuding a dusty and unearthly temperament. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Mingzhi's whole person fell into a deep level of concentration, the sound of heaven and earth, the truth of heaven and earth, vast and mysterious, esoteric, like a wordless heavenly book, difficult to understand its meaning.

It was as if there were 3,000 gods and demons praying, and it was like a saint preaching among all living beings, with various visions and thoughts rising and falling, forming waves of feelings that swept away his mind and made him not know where he was.

This mysterious avenue fluctuates in the ancient temple ripples endlessly, such as the vast sea waves, but it contains not much information, only a few hundred words, if not, as if someone stood in front of the eternal and looked over, through the long river of time, want to say something, and finally gradually blurred in the years, leaving only the difficult and difficult to understand 'words'.

The sound of the Great Dao Heavenly Sound like Huang Zhong Dalu sounded over and over again, and every word that fell into Mo Mingming's inner world first exploded like ten thousand thunders, and then it was as quiet as gurgling water.

Hundreds of ancient characters have been clearly engraved in Mo Mingming's heart, but the sound of heaven is endless, and it still continues to echo in his ears.

In this process, the 'Zhenjie Desert' tablet in Mo Mingming's arms was extremely hot, flowing out wisps of warm current, making his whole body warm, and it was precisely because of it that Mo Mingzhi was able to 'be born to know' and analyze the information contained in the fluctuations of the avenue.

The 'Zhenjie Desert' monument does not know how many years it has existed, and there are countless miraculous ancient characters that have been swallowed by it, and now it seems that this 'Zhenjie Desert' monument was born on the huge stone tablet in front of the wall on the other side is extraordinary.

When Mo Mingming was motionless, everyone else was puzzled, and someone proposed to wake up Mo Mingming, after all, he was sitting in front of the ancient temple gate, standing still, no matter how he looked at it, it gave people a feeling of hairiness in their hearts.

Li Feiyue came to Mo Mingming's side, squatted down to observe carefully, and found that his expression was serene, without the slightest abnormality, exuding an elegant and dusty temperament, like a dusty immortal who was about to go with the wind at any time, and faintly, there was a divine aura in the ancient temple, which made people feel peaceful.

In the end, Li Feiyue did not act rashly, but stood by his side and guarded quietly, just in case.

"Could it be that it is stained with unclean things?" Zhang Zhihai looked at the ancient temple, and then glanced at Mo Mingming, and said like this.

As soon as these words came out, everyone else was shocked, and grabbed the ancient artifact in their hands tightly, and two or three people took a few steps back in fear.

"The ass determines the head, what you say, what you mean, everyone knows. You pour dirty water on Mo Zhizhi again, don't blame me for being unkind!" Li Feiyue showed no mercy, treating him as a dog, since the conflict in Huangnitai, the other party has been haunted, and she will bite when she finds an opportunity, so when she speaks, she does not regard the other party as a person at all.

"Enough, less to say. Jun Nianchen interrupted the two of them, then looked around and said, "The most important thing now is to confirm whether there are other blood ghosts to follow, let's be cautious and search in the Tongtian Stone Gate." ”

Hearing his words, the others looked like they were facing a great enemy, this is the truth, since there is a blood ghost lurking in, maybe there will be a second and third, or even more.

This is at stake for everyone's lives, and no one dares to slack off, more than a dozen people have already died at the mouth of the blood ghost, and this creature shaped like a hellish demon is terrifying.

The crowd did not disperse too much, but leaned closer, twisted the power in their hands into one, raised the shiny mobile phone to shine in front of them, grasped the ancient artifact in their hands, and began to search in the darkness.

However, everyone circled around the stone gate and carefully searched every corner, but did not find any trace of the blood ghost.

However, everyone did not let down their vigilance, the stone gate of Tongtian was very tall and vast, such a huge space, several blood ghosts lurked in it, silently, it was simply easy. Moreover, there may be a blood ghost clinging to the high stone wall, where it is pitch black, there is not the slightest light, even if there are blood ghosts hiding in those places, it will not be able to be found.

"Whether there are blood ghosts or not, let's be careful, it will always be right. Yin Ying frowned slightly, and then comforted: "Even if there are still blood ghosts, we have ancient weapons in our hands, and it is more than enough for self-protection, so don't panic too much." ”

At this moment, everyone heard a strange sound, looming, almost like the sound of a breeze, but it made people's hearts shake, and their hearts fluctuated!

It seems that there is a piano and a song, originating from the far other side, vast and sad, and then it seems to be melodious with silk and bamboo, cutting through the eternal time and space, full of sadness.

"Where do these strange sounds come from?"

Everyone looked around in shock, but found nothing.

The piano and the sound are melodious, as if they are penetrating from the outside world, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

"This ...... It can't be the sound of an ancient sacrifice, right?"

Suddenly, more voices came out through the stone walls, as if there were endless voices of mourning, and thousands of people fell to the ground, and the sound of bitter weeping filled the heavens and the earth.

The piano and the song, the silk and bamboo are melodious, like a song of joy in the prosperous era, in the praise of the holy avenue, but it makes people inexplicably sad, there seems to be a hazy fragment of time flying in front, the magnificent temple, the majestic giant palace, the song is always singing, the small tablet is only ashes, half of the gods have nowhere to put it, and it is submerged by the heavy dust.

At this moment, the cries of twelve years in succession suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the heavens and the earth, and they wanted to break through this world, as if a real picture emerged from under the long river of history......

At this moment, everyone had a strange feeling in their hearts, as if they had seen with their own eyes a heavenly emperor coming to the nine heavens and ten earths, looking at the scene of ancient and modern exchanges, and then a figure with his back to all beings, leaving only a line of faint footprints, and the common people were mourning and praying.

In fact, there is no picture, all this is the association after hearing those strange sounds, everyone shivered, woke up from that strange feeling, and there were still endless mourning voices ringing in their ears, making everyone feel creepy.

"Look, the ancient artifact in our hands is glowing......"

At this time, the glory was great, and the ancient artifacts in everyone's hands were shining brightly, but it was not that the divine power had been restored, but that the divine energy was almost overdrawn.

Thousands of divine rays overflowed, extremely splendid, as if they had bloomed the last of their splendor, surging, all rushing towards the stone wall of the stone gate that reached the sky, and disappeared into those vague ancient carvings.