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The raging cold wind swept up the wreckage in the sky, and then fell down like a rain, and there was no end in sight to the various corpses as far as the eye could see. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although he had known for a long time that the corpses in the Boundless Sea of Bones were piled up in the sea, and the number was innumerable, Yang Ling was still shocked after riding the Ancestral Witch Emperor River into the sky above the Sea of Bones and seeing the miserable white Boundless Corpses with his own eyes!

It is impossible to imagine how many people died to pile up such a shocking sea of corpses!

What secrets does the last Tower of Babel hide?

Looking at the many skeletons that staggered up and were soon torn to pieces by the raging cold wind, and then at the thick gray mist that lingered over the Sea of Bones, Yang Ling shook his head. I don't understand why the ancient wizards built this last Tower of Babel in the depths of the Sea of Bones, and for a moment, I can't figure out what secrets are contained in the Tower of Babel. Puzzled, the Commander Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang accelerated again, and with a 'whoosh', it swept over the Sea of Bones, heading straight for the Tower of Babel in the depths of the Sea of Bone!

Unlike the Tower of Babel in other planes, the Tower of Babel on the Undead Plane is not guarded by any soldiers, except for the miserable white corpses or corpses, not even a decent skeleton. If I guessed correctly, it should be because of the seal of the undead plane, I am afraid that when the master sealed the entire undead plane back then, he never thought that there would be someone who could obtain the inheritance of the Hades, and with the comprehension and control of the origin power of the undead plane, he forcibly rushed in.

In the sky above a vast forest, a behemoth with a human face and a bird's body is suspended in the sky, but unlike the Zuwu Emperor River, it is covered in green wood and covered with tree-ring-like patterns, blending in with the vast forest. The green dragon with two teeth and claws on its feet is imposing, and from a distance, it is as mysterious as the vast primeval forest, and it contains vigorous vitality like many towering trees!

Jumang, the ancestor of Oriental wood!

In the obelisk in front of the last Babel Tower, Yang Ling saw the relief carving that symbolized the endless ancestral witch sentence, and found the last section of the Babelisk Witch Duel. After resurrecting the ancestral witches, not only will the five elements of the ancestral witches gather, but also the twelve ancestral witches who dominated the world in the past will be gathered, and they can join forces to cast a complete array of the gods and goddesses!

The boundless sea of bones is the destination of all the dead, and the ancestor of wood symbolizes new life and endless vitality. Could it be that this symbolizes the boundless sea of life and death, and symbolizes the rebirth of the undead?

Looking at the rows of fallen undead in the distance, and then stubbornly emerging one by one, Yang Ling pondered for a moment, then resolutely turned around, pushed open the gate of the Heavenly Tower, and strode up. Like other towers of Babel, the two sides of the staircase are engraved with the strength of Zuwu Jumang during his lifetime, recording the protection of Zuwu Jumang and the heroic fall of Zuwu Jumang.

"Hey, this is ......" After a giant relief, looking at the battle recorded on it, Yang Ling couldn't help but stop.

In the picture, Zu Wu Jumang hides in the treetops. With his left hand, he held up a dark witch weapon, and in his right hand, he held a mysterious witch seal, and his lips opened slightly, as if he was silently reciting some witchcraft. The vast forest changed color, and the vines all over the forest stretched out barbed branches like spirits, entangled the ferocious Great Demons, and wisps of black light flashed in the air, sinking into the eyebrows of many Great Demons who could not move for an instant......

"Well, Wood Ancestor Witch, control all the plants in the world!"

Yang Ling nodded, combined with the reliefs he had browsed before, and quickly understood the unique supernatural powers of Ancestor Wu Jumang. In terms of comprehensive strength, among the twelve ancestral witches, there is no doubt that Xingtian is the most powerful with a giant axe, and when it comes to long-range attack power, no one can compare to the ancestral witch Xuanming who is holding a Xuanming bone arrow. The comprehensive combat power of the ancestral witch Jumang is not outstanding among the twelve ancestral witches, but it is better than the endless vitality and control of plants, in the vast primeval forest, it is like a tiger with wings!

After a pause, Yang Ling continued to stride forward, preparing to climb to the top of the tower to resurrect Ancestor Wu Jumang. Unexpectedly, on the penultimate floor, the essence blood that condensed the soul of the ancestral witch was found, and the passage to the highest floor was blocked by a stone door engraved with runes, which was very different from the Babel Tower that he had encountered before.

"Strange, the highest floor, what secrets are hidden?" Yang Ling unexpectedly carefully observed the stone door that was not moving at all, engraved with intricate and mysterious runes, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he never expected that this last Babel Tower would be so different.

Through the heavens, the great witch summons the spirit!

After the shock, Yang Ling quickly took action. Placed down the big witch platform, pinched the witch seal in his hand, and used high-level spiritualism to resurrect the ancestral witch Jumang who had fallen for an unknown number of years. Under the influence of supreme sorcery, the primordial spirit and essence blood of the ancestral witch Jumang quickly fused, and merged with the soul of the Tower of Babel, which had been condensed for millions of years. Slowly, a huge cyan phantom with a human-faced bird body appeared in the air, and with Yang Ling's efforts, it became clearer and clearer!

Ga......

At the moment when the ancestral witch roared and was completely resurrected, the passage to the top of the tower suddenly opened, and the stone door engraved with runes slowly opened, revealing a dark passage. The walls on both sides no longer record the life of the ancestor Wu Jumang, engraved with intricate and mysterious runes, and the air is filled with a faint energy fluctuation, which is somewhat similar to the fluctuation of magic power.

Airplanes......

Looking at the dark passage, Yang Ling received the newly resurrected Ancestral Witch Jumang into the space of the Witch Tower, and then cautiously pulled out the sharp Battle Soul Knife and walked slowly over step by step. At the same time, I was nervous, but I was also excited, and I felt a kind call. The passage was dark, and it might be difficult for ordinary people to move an inch, but it had no effect on Yang Ling, a witch god who had cultivated to the peak level. Soon, they passed through the dark passage and reached the top of the tower.

Contrary to what was expected, the top of the tower was extremely simple, with runes carved on the empty floor, and an ordinary stone table in the center. On the table was a yellowed ancient book, and a statue of a black-eyed and black-haired man was sitting motionless on the ground, holding a lump of loess in both hands, bowing his head and bending over. Looking at it from the side, it seems that you are carefully looking at the loess in your hand, and it is like praying sincerely. Although it is only a cold stone sculpture, the expression is lifelike.

Ancient wizards?

Yang Ling walked over suspiciously, just about to reach out and flip through the ancient books on the table. Unexpectedly, I don't know whether I stepped on some mechanism or triggered some secret prohibition, and the runes on the ground suddenly emitted a trace of silver light, like a crystal lamp. The cold stone sculpture then slowly turned around, and turned into a pale man in black under the illumination of silver light.

"Twelve Heavenly Summoning Arrays have finally brought the Ancient Witch Tower, the clansmen from their hometown, welcome your arrival!" The pale man in black had a face full of vicissitudes, his voice was smooth and calm, with a hint of hoarseness, and he paused and continued, "Don't panic, don't be nervous, this is just an illusion that I left in this dimensional space." When you come here, my deity may have returned to his hometown with his people, or he may still be wandering in the vast sea of stars, or he may have been scattered and annihilated in the boundless space of another dimension!"

Illusion?

Yang Ling was startled, looked at the silver light emitted by the many runes, and suddenly realized that this was a mysterious prohibition. I don't know if it's because the energy is about to run out, or because of something else, the silver light emitted by the prohibition is getting darker and darker, and the illusion of the stone carving is getting fader and fainter.

"The ban quickly disappeared and time was running out. Clansmen from my hometown, accept the inheritance I left behind, and you will understand the doubts in your heart!" The man in black said as he pinched a mysterious witch seal, and in an instant, a dazzling silver light emitted from the center of his eyebrows, and a 'whew' sound swept through the air, submerging into the tower-shaped mark at the center of Yang Ling's eyebrows. Suddenly, Yang Ling felt that there was an unfamiliar memory in his mind, and before he could take a closer look, the man in black stretched out his hands covered with scars and gently handed the loess in his hands into his hands.

"The sheepskin on the table records the complete Tongtian Witch Decision, only the owner of the Witch Tower can truly comprehend and become the Tongtian Witch Venerable who protects our clan!" The figure in black was shocked, becoming more and more dim, and he hurried up and continued: "Remember, the soul is the foundation of a wizard, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches will be the key and the greatest help for you to finally advance to the Tongtian Witch Venerable." This loess is the soil of our hometown that we took away on the edge of the Yellow River when we left our homeland, and the lord of the Wu Pagoda from my hometown, I hope that when you advance to Tongtian Wuzun, don't forget our distant hometown, and don't forget to bring the remains of the wandering clansmen back to the Yellow River, so that the wandering warriors can rest in peace on the banks of the Mother River!"

"Life is like a dream, like a dream life. Hahaha, I can see the new generation of Wu Venerable, even if my soul dissipates in the endless passage connecting the dimensional space, I will die without regrets. Farewell, my dear people, if one day you find my body with the great powers of Wu Zun, don't forget to help me bring it back to the highest dirt slope on the edge of the Yellow River. When you put three incense sticks in front of the grave, it will be my soul completely resting!" After a 'hum' sound, it was reduced to a cold stone sculpture, but the difference was that fine cracks appeared on the body. A cold wind howled, turning into a pile of dust and disappearing into the vast gray mist.

Life is like a dream, life is like a dream?

Holding the Yellow River soil from his hometown in his hand, thinking about the continuous tombs of the great witches in the space of the Wu Tower, thinking about the demon queen Sara who was scattered, and then thinking about his parents who stayed on the earth, Yang Ling's eyes were red. Even if he becomes the high-ranking main god of Warcraft, even if he advances to the powerful Wuzun one day, he will never forget the small mountain village where he grew up, the winding and rugged mountain road and the clear river, and the white-haired mother and father!

A puff of loess, for millions of years, has been entrusted with the thoughts and concerns of many people!

(To be continued)