readx;? The sound of breathing gradually became heavier, and after a long time, there seemed to be no sign of any change in front of him, and Ye Ling's face was already a little pale. The red wings behind the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info also became nihilistic under the disappearance of spiritual power. If it weren't for the conscious waving, Ye Ling would have been unable to feel the shaking of his wings.

Looking up, Ye Ling took a few breaths and tried to recover his consciousness as much as possible, which stopped his crumbling body.

"Isn't the persistence I made still unable to break the prohibition of this ancient powerhouse?" Ye Ling smiled bitterly and said slowly and softly.

Stopped his body, causing his body to float in mid-air like this, and Ye Ling no longer had the extra strength to rush. Just quietly waiting for the last trace of mental power to disappear.

After a while, my mind was released, and I only felt that I had fainted as soon as I sank.

The whole body fell at the mouth of the collapsed passage, and a slight whistling sound brushed by, as if nothing had happened, and once again restored the peace it should have been.

I don't know how long it has been.

There was no sound around, only a body lying silently on the floor of the passage.

The dry blood had a slight fishy smell, but the spikes hanging on the sides of the passage seemed to be gone.

After squirming his somewhat dry lips, Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that came into my eyes was the gray space, and before I had time to observe, a tingling pain came from my body.

Not dead?, this was the first thought that came to Ye Ling's mind, and then he actually laughed.

Thinking back to the previous scene, I should have fallen, those spikes completely killed me, but where is it lying on the ground now?

I can't figure it out, Ye Ling doesn't bother to think about it, but I just know that I'm not dead yet, and that's enough.

Slowly enter the contemplation, try your best to recover your mental strength, in a safe situation, recovery is often the most useful way. It wasn't until his body recovered most of his body that Ye Ling slowly sat up on the ground.

The place is a little damp at the beginning, or the ground is slightly wet.

Unleashing a ball of flame, Ye Ling was able to see the place in front of him clearly.

An extremely small room, with a strange black hole opening on each side of the room. Raising his head and looking up, Ye Ling still couldn't find the dense spike that originally existed, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

I obviously fell from it, but why is it such a room, this is too wrong.

After pacing in place for a few laps, Ye Ling suddenly gave birth to an unacceptable fact. If it was the same as his own thoughts, the bloodstains and spikes he originally saw should be a fantasy left by an ancient powerhouse, otherwise he would have died a long time ago, where would he appear in such a place.

The more I think about it, the more likely it is that I can't reach the end no matter how much I march and run, and that's why I can't reach the end, right?

Thinking of this, Ye Ling suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, this is inevitably too torturous, creating such an illusion to make people exert their strength, but nothing happens, this is also too incredible.

Shaking his head, Ye Ling was a little puzzled, the design of this ancient powerhouse could never be so simple, he must have avoided it for some reason.

Ye Ling didn't know that he had guessed most of his thoughts, but he hadn't fully comprehended it yet.

Looking at the damp moisture on the ground, Ye Ling looked down one of the holes, and the moisture should have slowly seeped out of it.

Without any hesitation, he has already come here, and Ye Ling is basically not afraid of what happens.

Stepping into the hole, the moisture on the ground was a little more again, with the help of the fireball technique, Ye Ling didn't find anything abnormal, and soon stepped into a palace again, but this time the palace was not as huge as before, and there were no gold coins in it, not even a counter.

Shooting a ball of fire, Yeling lit up all the magic lamps in the entire palace.

In the next scene, Ye Ling was completely stunned.

There was nothing around the huge palace, but in the middle, a huge platform was raised. On top of the huge platform, a seat appeared, and on top of it, a skeleton was actually sitting.

Unlike the ancient powerhouse who was bound before, Ye Ling just passed, and the huge coercion was extremely turbulent, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

Gasping for air, Ye Ling couldn't believe that this was the momentum emanating from a skeleton. In comparison, there is no way to compare the Martial Emperor I met before. Ye Ling swallowed his saliva, a figure that even the Martial Emperor couldn't reach, this skeleton was probably the one who established this ruin. There is only one such possible surname.

Cautiously raised his head again to look at the past, the huge palace was glowing with white light, the blue-white stone wall was made of unknown pieces, and it was slightly yellowed through the illumination of the magic lamp.

Ye Ling took a few steps forward and looked at his feet and surroundings, since this skeleton is an ancient powerhouse, then it is impossible for there to be no mechanism in this palace, but I don't know where it is.

A little excited, but also a little afraid, Ye Ling is not a casual person, if there is any danger before, he has nothing to regret, but now that he has come to this last step, if he is killed by the mechanism of the ancient powerhouse, isn't it a loss.

Every step he took, Ye Ling had to carefully observe the surrounding scene, and walked all the way, stunned that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

The temperature in the air was slightly cool, and Ye Ling didn't know if it was a psychological effect or a change.

Looking at the bones, unlike the previous Martial Emperor, the smooth white bones still maintained the posture before death. This ancient powerhouse is also a little tenacious, sitting on this chair and dying slowly, I really don't know what kind of state of mind it is.

Stepping on the stone platform, Ye Ling's complexion suddenly changed.

It was just one step, and the strength in his body seemed to have disappeared, and his spiritual power seemed to be pulled out by the stone platform without his life.

Not only that, Ye Ling suddenly found that the aura in his body also rolled.

Some of the impulses to scold the mother are different from when they get the staff, this pulling force is obviously dozens of times greater, Ye Ling has no doubt that as long as he hesitates for a few seconds, he will definitely not stand up. I don't know why, Ye Ling used all his strength and couldn't retreat from the stone platform, so he could only let his body slowly change.

Depend on!

God doesn't want to.

Ye Ling was speechless, feeling the loss of his body's strength, and he didn't even know how to face it.

"Bump"

It wasn't until his body fell that Ye Ling slammed into the huge platform.

The cold wind hit, and a powerful threatening aura was detected by Ye Ling, who finally turned his head, only to find that above the palace, a golden light slowly condensed.

Ye Ling's pupils retracted, and the light was nothing else at all, it turned out to be a terrifying light magic. And what made Ye Ling cry and laugh the most was that the place where he fell was directly below the light.

The body couldn't move at all, and Ye Ling could only watch the light slowly condense.

A magic left by the ancient powerhouse?Ye Ling suddenly became a little weak, with the strength of his little general, how could he resist it.

However, it can be regarded as some gains, and there is no doubt that this ancient powerhouse should be a powerful magician.

While Ye Ling pondered, the light above finally poured vertically.

Ye Ling only felt a warmth all over his body, closed his eyes, and before he felt the comfortable feeling, the breath inside his body suddenly appeared somewhere, and there was an urge to explode.

Taken aback, Ye Ling hurriedly controlled the breath in his body, but the next scene made Ye Ling almost go crazy.

The spiritual power in the sea of consciousness was extremely turbulent, and the pure aura of various magical elements seemed to be pouring in together.

In normal times, Ye Ling might faint to death with joy, because these pure magic elements are simply the best help for her to advance. It's just that Ye Ling didn't mean to be happy at this moment, but had some fear.

Zhihai and the breath in his body changed together, and Ye Ling couldn't take care of it all at all.

Dual-minded!

Ye Ling suddenly found that he couldn't reach such a point, and according to this trend, he couldn't hold it for a while.

In the blink of an eye, the breath of Zhihai already had a tendency to advance, and it had already begun to condense different liquids and disperse.

The breath in his body was also impacting the barrier one by one, and the pain that was torn all over his body made Ye Ling want to faint at this moment.

Tumbling continuously on the giant platform, Ye Ling's whole body was already a little red, and on the skin, some subtle cracks and blood streaks began to slowly seep out.

"Ahh

Screaming in pain, Yeling gritted her teeth, her eyes already red.

Letting her body churn, Yeling had no time to care about it, only hoping that this painful feeling would end soon.

The body swelled more and more, and in the consciousness of pain, that little bit of calmness made Ye Ling inadvertently regain a trace of reason.

That's right, I still have Twilight, Yun Lin, and mentors and others, I haven't stood at the top of this world, how can I fall.

With his fists clenched, Ye Ling pondered and used the 'Dragon Guarding Technique', no matter what kind of effect it had, so far, this is the only thing Ye Ling can do.

The reason why the breath in the body passed through the Dragon Guarding Technique suddenly became a little calmer.

Ye Ling first separated a part of the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge, and directly hit the barrier.

With the support of a steady stream of breath, just once, Ye Ling was promoted to a high-level general, but it didn't stop yet.