Chapter 1138: Traces Left by Prophet Gou 10,000 Years Ago
In the dry wind valley, there was indeed no wind at all, and the air was filled with a strong fishy and rotten smell, and the color was monotonous and dull.
The black-brown soil on the ground is faintly covered with ancient glazed tiles and wood fragments, and the nearby mountain walls are full of colorful and verdant exotic flowers and plants.
Reverse Cangtian said: "This should be the Middle Ages, the medicine field of a certain sect, unlucky, was destroyed and turned into a chaotic mountain death!" You have to be careful of those things that are dead......"
As soon as the words fell, under the ground a few miles ahead, many miserable white bone soldiers broke through the ground, holding broken blades in their hands, cold and bloodthirsty, which made people's hearts palpitate.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and in the endless distance ahead, more and more bone soldiers, bone dragons, and blood-colored giant insects drilled out, the big ones covered the sky and the sun, and the small ones were like children, like an ancient battlefield, and the evil creatures were endless.
"Southwest!"
The hidden dragon greeted and swept straight ahead.
Everyone flew at great speed, and although those bone soldiers could not fly into the air, they could stack Arhats and cooperate with the huge bone dragons to intercept left and right.
Just at the moment when he was about to die, Xin Zhuo grabbed countless rubbles and stones with his hands, chanted words in his mouth, and turned into tens of thousands of silver-armored soldiers in the blink of an eye, pushing all the way.
"Senior Brother Xin's double cultivation of law and martial arts, it is really good, this Confucian spell is admirable!" Venerable Lingsha chuckled, "But you don't have to bother like that!" ”
As he spoke, his palms were clasped together, and his voice was like a bell: "My Buddha is merciful!" ”
Behind him, a thousand-zhang Buddha phantom appeared, shooting down thousands of feet of Buddha light, and the entire valley was bathed, and the bone soldiers and bone dragons were very afraid, and they all drilled back to the earth in an instant.
Hidden Dragon and Reverse Cangtian were dumbfounded: "The master is strong!" ”
Xue Ji wrinkled her nose and said, "The light of the Buddha is shining, and all the filth is over, it's just a small way!" ”
"It's a trail indeed."
Venerable Lingsha shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Xin is burdened with the wisdom root, he doesn't want to use it, otherwise how can he be helpless here!" ”
Xin Zhuo didn't bother to reply, pointed about two hundred miles ahead, saw that there was a white jade river there, and asked, "Is it there?" ”
Contrary to the sky: "Yes, how does the virtuous brother know?" ”
Xin Zhuo said casually: "Familiar! ”
Indescribable familiarity.
The two looked at each other.
The five of them came in an instant, only to see that under the white jade mountain and river, there was a pitch-black passage blocked by strange flowers and plants, surrounded by ancient and old patterns.
Reverse Cangtian said: "At first, this was a dark and dead mountain, but it was killed by those bone soldiers, and when it was shocked, this white jade mountain and passage were revealed!" ”
Xin Zhuo frowned, he still felt familiar, this white jade mountain and river portal gave him the feeling of ......
He took a few steps back, looked again, and finally knew where he was familiar, wasn't this a small abstract temple?
He subconsciously stepped into the passage, the passage is not big, for a person to walk upright, the environment is dry, exuding the smell of decay, glanced around, vaguely saw a line of words, flashed, glanced at it, and couldn't help but scold: "This old thing!" ”
The four of them approached curiously, and Xue Ji said softly, "Gou Youdao came here?" Who is Gou Youdao? ”
Xin Zhuo didn't know who Gou Youdao was, but he knew this font, plus the small temple outside, he could only be Gou Prophet!
Last time in the illusion of the greedy wolf supreme, I saw this old dog, asked again and again, always pretending to be crazy and stupid, and this time I saw his traces again.
He suddenly suspected that this old guy was the real reincarnation of the ancient boss!
The five of them couldn't make out anything useful in their handwriting, and then walked inside, and there was no trace of it.
There was a faint light and a strong Yuan Spirit Qi coming from the front, Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped and asked the two of them, "You said that you met the master of the Saint King Realm inside, do you know who it is?" ”
This thing is a little strange, it is said that this place is in the Chaos Mountain, and outsiders will definitely not be able to hide the eyes of the disciples of the Seven Great Forces when they enter, how can there be outsiders?
Hidden Dragon and Reverse Cangtian glanced at each other, shook their heads and said: "I can't tell where it came from, there is more than one Saint King Realm, at least dozens, even hundreds, and there may even be three masters of the Emperor Pole, we were cautious at that time, and we didn't dare to observe carefully!" ”
Venerable Lingsha thought for a moment and said, "Most likely, it is...... Other people in the Chaotic Mountain, although the Chaotic Mountains in all regions are not common, it is difficult to say whether there will be a special passage! ”
"That's not right!"
"The old man seems to remember the conversation between several of them, and they claimed to be from the Southern Cloud Spirit Domain and the Northern Nether God Domain. ”
Lingsha Venerable Gu Jing Bubo's eyes finally rippled: "Coming across the domain, it's really incomprehensible!" ”
Xin Zhuo said: "Extrapolating from the time, these people have been searching for five or six years, and they pity a group of masters in Chaoji Mountain, and they are afraid that they will be swept away!" ”
Hidden Dragon lost his temper and said, "It's better to drink soup than nothing, go in quickly!" ”
Everyone used the escape technique, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the entrance of the passage, carefully pushed away a messy cyan vegetation, and looked out, except for the two Hidden Dragons, Xin Zhuo, Lingsha and Xue Ji couldn't help but sway.
What caught my eye was the bright golden glow, and the whole sky was golden yellow, and one by one, it seemed that the sky dome had been punctured through many holes, and the sky light leaked out.
The land is vast, the ancient and dilapidated palaces are connected one by one, there is one stone tablet and sword carving every dozens of miles, occasionally some mountains and rivers, but they are cut by a sword of the master before the ages, the buildings, the mountains and rivers are covered with dry bones, and they have not been weathered after ten thousand years.
Everywhere it is telling its grandeur in the past, and it is also pouring out its infinite sadness.
Looking at these ruined palaces that far exceed the specifications that can be understood,
It's hard not to have a feeling of emotion, the road of martial arts, everything is empty, let you be amazing, suppress a lifetime, vertical and horizontal, no one is invincible, and it is difficult to escape the end of death and dust.
After all, who can say that among these dry bones, there were no women who were used to the world and were as beautiful as fairies? A proud, talented young talent?
It was Xin Zhuo who suppressed the Nine Great Holy Ruins in the Chaos Mountain, and the trace of self-confidence he gave birth to was also dull at this moment.
"What kind of medieval sect would be so huge?" Venerable Lingsha sighed lightly.
As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people suddenly came in the distance, dressed strangely, and their momentum was also a little weird, one of them said: "Everyone, please, this is the land of my duckweed immortal sect, please leave!" ”
Xin Zhuo pretended to be curious and said, "Which sect is the Duckweed Immortal Sect?" ”
The man smiled and said, "The Northern Netherworld Divine Domain, everyone knows it!" ”
Venerable Lingsha recited the Buddha's name: "Where did you come from?" ”
The man said, "From where you came from!" ”
Xin Zhuo and Lingsha glanced at each other, stopped talking, and went straight to the depths.
After passing through palaces and mountains, I found that all places have owners.
There are really a lot of masters here, the lowest is a great saint cultivator, and the highest has already entered the realm of the holy queen, and the breath is very unfamiliar.
They tried to scan the palace below with martial arts, the atmosphere inside was vague, and there were many martial artists who were contemplating, so it was obviously not convenient to enter.
I don't know how long I flited, at least thousands of miles deeper, and fell on a huge mountain peak with a bright glow, and the front seemed to enter another place, where the mountains and rivers were more majestic, and there were even huge rivers, but the scenery was more desolate and ...... Horror –
Countless huge corpses, lying on the mountain, one finger was the size of a normal person, and the bones were twisted and broken, obviously killed by a master.
On a stone peak directly opposite, a broken giant sword was fixed with a dragon bone ten thousand feet long, and three of the five heads of the dragon bone were chopped off alive, and the two giant claws were still subconsciously holding the giant sword.
Thirty miles away, I also felt a lingering anger in the eternal years.
Venerable Lingsha took a deep breath and said, "This is definitely not a medieval sect, but a grand ruin of immortal mortal fighting!" ”
(End of chapter)