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It's empty, like a wasteland, as far as the eye can see.

It's just that the wasteland is full of flowing mist, and these fogs are a rich gray color, and you can't see through it. Feel it carefully, the gray mist is full of disturbing thoughts, as if there are infinite ghosts in it, so it's not scary!

The pastoral realm could see at a glance that this was a demonic qi, formed by the mixing of countless unjust souls and corpses, which he had seen many times.

But.

The evil aura in front of him was completely different from what he had seen before.

These evil spirits are more intense and more powerful... Inside, there seems to be an extremely familiar power.

Mu Jie's face changed suddenly.

He knew what it was, it smelled of divine power!

What does it mean that there is a taste of divine power in this mist?

Could it be that a large number of divine power masters have fallen here? What is this place?

The pastoral community does not dare to slack off.

But when he looked around clearly, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Here, he's the only one!

That is, this ancient ruin, completely random in nature, all of them are separated.

"It's terrible. ”

The pastoral world couldn't help but frown.

They had three tokens, and a total of thirty people came in. But except for him, Lian Nishang and others, the strength of the others is not very profound. The herd world had expected them to cooperate with the battle formation and rush all the way through.

But now that plan has clearly fallen through.

All of them were separated, and those elite battle formations were naturally useless. If you meet a disciple of the Nine Realms Heaven, those guys will be terrible!

Although the pastoral world was also very interested in this divine weapon, he definitely did not want to exchange the lives of these brothers.

You know, this group of people has followed him without hesitation from the beginning, until now!

Pinching the law, the herding community tried to get in touch with the others, but the law was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.

"It should be a big place here, and the chances of colliding with other forces shouldn't be great. ”

"Hopefully they'll have a little luck. ”

The herd clenched his fists and crashed headlong into the fog in front of him. The immediate priority is to find others as soon as possible and bring them together.

However, as they went deeper and deeper, the face of the pastoral world became more and more ugly.

The mist here is indeed mixed with messy divine power. These divine powers are definitely tens of thousands of years old now, but they are still pure and powerful, exuding suffocating fluctuations, which is really terrifying.

What exactly is this place?

The pastoral world couldn't help but be shocked, such a powerful divine power, even in the previous era of divine power, would definitely not be something that ordinary people could have!

Is this really a cemetery where some of the most powerful people of the time are buried?

All along, there was a huge doubt that plagued him, that is, why did the era of divine power suddenly die?

The power of divine power is obvious to all, and it stands to reason that such a powerful force will definitely not be easily annihilated by history. But in fact, it did disappear until tens of thousands of years later, and then it was revived by accident.

And seeing the fog full of divine power in front of him, the pastoral world faintly had some guesses.

Could it be that ... In that era, there was a terrifying battle that swept the world, and all the masters of divine power were exterminated, which led to the loss of divine power?

"Shhhhh

The herd world couldn't help but gasp.

If that's the case, then this place is terrible!

The graveyard where all the masters of divine power of that era were buried, the ghost knows what this place is! More importantly, the mist can nourish the remnant soul. If this place is really full of divine power masters from ancient times, then after 10,000 years of evolution, it is very likely that incredible ghosts will be born!

Thinking about the strange corpse back then, it has been so powerful for thousands of years... I'm afraid it's even more terrifying here1

...

Step by step, slowly.

The surrounding fog is getting thicker and thicker, almost turning into substance.

Even if the pastoral world drummed up all the strength, it could only dispel the surrounding area of one meter, and even the surrounding scenery could not be seen.

And as he deepened, he realized the strength of the divine power left here, and even the divine power in his body was affected, and there was a sense of stagnation that was suppressed.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, the tower came out of him.

The chubby little tower seemed to be very interested in this place, curiously spinning in circles in the air, constantly touching the condensed gray mist with the spire, and having fun.

Followed by.

Mu Jie only felt his heart beating, and his face couldn't help showing a touch of joy.

"Dragon's beard!"

Really.

A quarter of an hour later, a golden divine glow rushed out of his dantian, and it was the dragon bearded tiger who had been in retreat for a long time!

This little guy has been in a deep sleep since the pastoral realm comprehended the divine power, and to this day, it has been ten years.

After being born, the dragon bearded tiger has a more refined body, and its body is only more than three feet long, which looks very slender and winding. The most striking thing is undoubtedly his head, I don't know when two horns were born on the top of his head, at first glance, it is completely a dragon head, extremely powerful.

"You little bastard, you're finally willing to wake up?"

The herdsman beckoned to the dragon beard tiger and motioned for the little guy to come over.

It's just strange that this little guy didn't seem to wake up, glanced at the pastoral world, like a cat with its tail stepped on, desperately taking more than ten steps back.

"Huh?"

The pastoral world was slightly stunned.

The Dragon-Whiskered Tiger is his companion spirit animal, and although it is not as heart-to-heart as Xiaota, it is also able to communicate a little.

He clearly felt a clear fear from the fluctuations coming from the small tower.

What is he afraid of?

The pastoral community soon knew!

I saw a bloody light, which suddenly rushed out of his body. This light is extremely rich, filled with boundless blood, so hideous.

Blood Dragon Sacrifice!

The pastoral community couldn't help but be taken aback.

How did this bastard get out?!

Since recovering this guy in Buzhou City, except for one time when he woke up when refining the embryo of the divine soldier, this pit has been lodged in the dantian, and the pastoral world has almost forgotten him.

But I didn't expect that I would run out by myself at this time.

What does he want to do?

Soon, the pastoral community knew.

I saw the Blood Dragon Sacrifice levitating high above his head, a pair of blood-colored eyes flashing with a dazzling light, staring closely ahead.

Suddenly.

His mouth was wide open, and a strong pulling force roared out.

I saw that the suspended mist around me was suddenly pulled, like a whale sucking a hundred rivers, and it burrowed into the mouth of the blood dragon sacrifice at an astonishing speed.

Within a radius of 100 miles, I don't know how much mist has been condensed for tens of thousands of years, but in just a moment or three, it was all swallowed up.

The blood dragon licked his lips and burped. The bastard's already deep and bloody body became even more hideous and shiny.

Of course, the pastoral community knows what this is all about!

I think this is what this bastard looked like when he stole an embryo of a divine soldier.

Could it be that this fog is still some kind of remedy?

The pastoral world knows very well that the bastard of the Blood Dragon Sacrifice is a complete pit, and his mouth is very tight, it is not a good thing, he will definitely not open his mouth.

"Little Tower, will you try it too?"

The pastor thought for a moment and began to agitate for the small tower.

Anyway, this little guy is a foodie, and if it's really a good thing, it will be very helpful for him. Of course, if it's not a good thing, the little one won't have a tummy.

"Hmm~~"

Who knows, after Xiaota heard it, his body swayed violently, and he made a whining sound, looking like I didn't eat!

This little guy is a picky eater!

The pastor shook his head and smiled, his eyes falling on his surroundings.

Due to the devouring of the Blood Dragon Sacrifice, the surrounding fog dissipated, and the surrounding fog seemed to be stopped by some force, and did not continue to spread in this direction.

The area where the pastoral world is located is as empty as a cake that has been cut.

And in the empty area, one statue after another, neatly arranged.

The pastoral world stood in front of a statue and looked closely.

It's a figure sculpture, but it's not a normal human, and it's not a monster... Rather, a ghost!

That's right, this is a ghost sculpture, and every stroke of the carving on it is extremely neat and looks lifelike. Especially the face of the ghost god, hideous and terrifying, making people feel a sense of fear just by looking at it, and a chill down the spine.

Mu Jie stared at that face, not knowing if it was an illusion or what, he seemed to see, that face moved!

This... How do you feel like you're alive?

The pastoral world couldn't help but shudder.

Retracting his gaze, he looked ahead, like this sculpture, densely packed here, with one every few steps, stretching to the depths.

The pastoral world follows the statue all the way.

The Blood Dragon Sacrifice above his head didn't care about him, only when the surrounding mist reappeared, he would open his eyes and repeat the previous action to swallow the mist clean.

The pastoral world didn't bother to pay attention, and he was happy to relax.

Soon, he was in the very center of the fog.

At this place, the surrounding fog is already extremely thick, and wisps of mist can be clearly seen, flowing in the void like a stream, and they have actually condensed into entities!

But... The Blood Dragon Sacrifice doesn't care if it's an entity or not.

He raised his head and let out a terrible dragon groan, and his whole body was full of light, and the pulling force was several times stronger than before, sweeping the entire area like a hurricane.

Clearly visible.

Those mist turned into filaments, rushed into the dragon's mouth, and quickly disappeared.

"Huh?"

The pastor turned his head to look around, and suddenly he noticed something strange.

It was a statue.

It's just that unlike other ordinary statues, this statue is extraordinarily large, almost twice as large.

The ghosts and gods carved on the huge statues are also particularly powerful and domineering.

And in the center of the ghost's forehead, there is a token-like inlay.

At this moment, wisps of gray mist were whistling out of the token, filling the void little by little.

"Hmm... It turns out that all the fog came out of here. ”

"Looks like this guy is the master. ”

The pastor fixed his mind and stared at the token carefully.

The token is the size of a palm, covered in black, and it is not known what material it is made of. The pastoral world looked carefully, and vaguely, it seemed to see a few handwritings.

Wave your hand.

A divine power roared out, condensing into a golden ball that floated above the statue of the ghost.

The gray mist was annihilated in an instant, and the handwriting on it disappeared in a flash.

"Yin Lord?"

The pastoral world was slightly stunned, what is the Yin Lord?

"I know what this place is!"

Suddenly, Tianlongwei in the dantian spoke, and his tone showed a rare touch of solemnity!

"Where?"

Mu Jie could hear that something was wrong in Tianlongwei's tone, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

What can make this old monster frightened is obviously a really incredible place.

"Here... It's the Eight Temples!"

Tianlong Wei coldly spat out a few words.