Within the gap in the wasteland realm, Zhang Yuhua's shadow clone plunged into the depths, and along the way, you could see some traces of destruction by the cultivator's mana and magic weapons.

Some of the places that seem to be screen blocks are obviously forcibly broken open by external forces, and deep ditches that can be used as large rivers can be seen on the ground, extending to the innermost part.

Looking at the remnants, the resistance here gradually changed from orderly to disorderly, indicating that the attacked side was initially well-guarded, but as the battle continued, the resistance became weaker.

At this moment, a mountain range as tall as a city appeared in front of him, and he flew through one of the cracks, which was obviously collapsed, and then his eyes widened, and a large basin appeared in front of him.

But now it has long been gaped everywhere, unrecognizable, only vaguely distinguishable from the original appearance, here are huge skeletons lying around, occasionally you can see some humanoid bones, some people's bodies and clothes are still intact.

His figure slowly fell, his gaze fell, and a monk sat cross-legged there, still maintaining his former appearance. Judging from the side face and hairstyle, it is not difficult to see that this is an authentic Tianxia person. A hole appeared in his chest, and he could see the scenery behind him.

But this is not the reason for his death, with his eyesight can be identified at a glance, this person seems to have transferred some kind of magical power in front of him, and escaped from the body with his own consciousness and soul, and never returned, leaving only an empty shell.

He walked forward, and soon after, he saw the body of a monk again, but this one was standing in place, staring intently ahead, and the sharp reflection in his eyes could still be reflected.

Behind him was a sword weapon, but this sword weapon had been shattered, and it was only by relying on the last bit of strength left by the master that he gathered all the fragments and left them in the sword box behind him.

This should be an ancient Xia sword cultivator, although he died here, there is no doubt that he also killed his opponent.

Zhang Yu turned sideways and followed the gaze of this sword cultivator, where there was a huge skeleton as towering as a hill, which should be this opponent.

At the same time, he also saw a small text left on the hard bones:

"On the tenth day of the sixth month of Jiazi, Yu and his colleagues chased and killed the demon Yu here, after the first battle, he punished this generation, and lived up to the trust of his colleagues, so far, my Shenxia and the different cultivators have been fighting and entangled countless times, and they have come to ...... here."

He thought for a moment, judging from the handwriting, those huge bones seemed to be the owners of this place, and they were not the desolate land monsters he had thought at first, but originally belonged to Tianxia's aliens.

Whether it is Guxia or today's Tianxia, there are different kinds of cultivation, but only a few people such as Zhenlong can really transform into a human body, and this generation has always regarded himself as a monk, and he has never looked down on the rest of the aliens.

In fact, the rest of the aliens are indeed quite different from them, and even though the latter can speak, speak, and practice, he is still an alien.

Judging from today's relatively scarce records, in the early years, when the aliens were at their peak, they also colluded with foreign enemies to confront Gu Xia, but they were finally destroyed by Gu Xia, and this war is very long ago, as if the turmoil has long subsided.

But now it seems that the fight has not stopped.

He looked at the more than ten huge skeletons in the basin, maybe this was the last dozen or so cultivators in Gu Xia, and now they had all been killed here.

However, although the attackers were victorious, it was clear that no one would be able to get out in the end.

He raised his sleeves and saluted the man, and said silently in his heart: "Your actions, the imperial government will tell Tianxia and record them." ”

Putting down his sleeves, his mind moved, and a gust of wind and sand blew, and he buried all the bodies of all the cultivators here, preparing to come back to dispose of them after the incident was over.

He raised his head and floated up again, coming to a huge mountain that had collapsed in half.

This is the highest point of the basin, and there are still some dilapidated palace platforms left here, but after turning around, I didn't find any jade slips or other books.

In fact, if this is a different kind of cultivator, then this situation is reasonable, because most of the different cultivators in Gu Xia passed on the cultivation method through their own blood and bones, and there is no need for written records at all, which is also what distinguishes them from human cultivators.

At this time, as if he had thought of something, he looked at the huge bones again, and saw that a piece of the top door of each skeleton had been dug up, revealing a hole the size of a fist.

His eyes couldn't help but flicker slightly.

Every Gu Xia cultivator, with the long-term cultivation of the path, will cultivate a piece of "Wen Bone" in his body, and a bone carving symbol will naturally appear on the Wen Bone, and it can be revealed through mana.

Only the same kind can understand the meaning, and obtain a certain amount of cultivation experience and methods from the master of the bones, and it is also a good treasure material for ancient Xia refining.

Obviously, the bones were not taken down by these aliens themselves, and all the cultivators who attacked here died here, and it was impossible to take them away, so it was the hands of the later ones.

Although this gap is not protected by a forbidden array, it is not something that can be entered casually, and those who can understand the value of these things cannot be those alien gods and monsters.

He stared at it, and the marks on the parietal bones were newly left, almost two hundred years old, which was most likely Bi Ming's doing.

Bi Ming has always been suspected of being a hybrid of human and alien, and the hybrid here is not the offspring of the combination of human and alien, but the integration of alien blood into the body to obtain a part of its power.

This man will not have no eyes when he has removed the parietal bone.

Because the marks left on the parietal bone were more obvious, he reached out and grabbed a wisp of qi, identified it, and followed it, and after a while, with a slight shock to his body, he had escaped from this gap.

And in his gaze, there was a conspicuous and clear trace in front of him, as if Bi Ming had not hesitated as before after he escaped this time, but had a clear goal.

He thought for a moment, the body of the shadow scattered, and in the starlight, he returned a star cicada, and then his brilliant wings fluttered, and he followed again!

On the other side, in the island cave, after Yan Ziquan surrendered, Chen Song and Meng Huanzhen did not relax their vigilance, and they immediately took out the suppressed sigil prepared in advance and applied it to their people.

Yan Ziquan did not resist during the whole process, allowing himself to be banned from the mana qi machine. From this moment on, in addition to maintaining the necessary vitality and being able to speak, every action he made was driven by Chen and Meng.

Chen and Meng took him out of the cave and returned to the flying boat very smoothly, without any accidents.

Chen Song placed Yan Ziquan on the cabin on the side, and did not let him out of his sight, and said, "Meng Daoyou, wait for me to tell Xuanshou about the situation here." ”

Meng Huan really nodded and said, "This is the way it should be." ”

She was a little envious in her heart, Xuan Xiu's Heavenly Training Dao Chapter was so convenient, even if it was thousands of miles away, she could travel at any time, but it was a pity that she couldn't use this thing in real cultivation, otherwise she would be able to tell her teacher about the situation here in time at this moment.

But at the same time, she was also a little worried, Xuan Xiu was not on good terms with Zhen Xiu, and if she got this thing again, there might be a greater separation.

Now Yujing's Xuan Xiu is really less, and even if there is, they are all transferred to the court to serve as a minister, responsible for contacting various continents. She thought that after she went back this time, she would persuade her master to recruit more Xuan Xiu no matter what.

The flying boat shook slightly at this time, took off slowly, and flew towards Dongting Fuzhou again.

Chen Song explained: "This place is closer to Dongting Fuzhou, let's go back to Dongting first, and I hope Meng Daoyou won't mind." ”

Meng Huanzhen said seriously: "As Chen Daoyou said, this is a matter of Tianxia, and Huan Zhen will not be so unreasonable." ”

Seeing that she really didn't mind at all, Chen Song nodded, he came to Yan Zi's body, and said, "Yan Ziquan, you just said that the strange god wants to use the body of a cultivator for his own body in the world, let me ask you, why does he use a cultivator?"

Yan Ziquan glanced at him in surprise, then smiled, and said, "My cultivator eats qi and swallows pills, and his body is pure and clean inside and out, and he is not polluted, so he is even more loved by foreign gods, isn't it an obvious thing?"

Chen Song shook his head and said, "That's not right!"

Yan Ziquan looked at him and said with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Meng Huanzhen was also a little strange, and she didn't know what was wrong with this sentence.

Chen Song said in a deep voice: "I have been dealing with the indigenous gods for more than a hundred years, and many of those indigenous gods even now, they all think that my Tianxia monk is a Tianxia god descendant or god. Even if this generation says that it is my Tianxia people, they still think that we are powerful gods, because they can't understand the word of cultivation. ”

The communication between two different races, if it is not in-depth to a certain extent, is usually applied with their own inherent cognition, because the natives of the alien gods do not have the theory of cultivation, and they do not have a complete concept, or they themselves reject the statement that mortals can have the power of the gods without the help of the alien gods.

Chen Song continued: "It is almost impossible and difficult for a foreign god to occupy the body of another god or god, and it is only possible for them to do so when they realize that the cultivator is originally a human being. ”

Meng Huan really thought about it and understood what Chen Song meant, this seems to be a very simple understanding, but it is actually a change in cognition, which may even shake the foundation of the existence of the other god itself.

And to have such a change, it is not a matter of a moment, but a long time.

This shows that this alien god has been in contact with the monk before, and has a certain understanding of the monk, and it is more likely that he has occupied the body of the monk before.

Thinking of this, her eyes also became serious.

Yan Ziquan looked at Chen Song and said, "I don't know that Daoyou has thought so much, but I don't know much about this strange god, but ......"

He smiled and said, "If I were the two of you, it wouldn't be the matter for me to care about right now. ”

Meng Huanzhen stared at him and said, "Yan Ziquan, what do you mean by this?"

Yan Ziquan smiled and said, "The two of you must also know that I, Yan Ziquan, am just a cultivator who has cultivated the shadow of the primordial gods, with my means, how can I do such a thing in the place where the three Xuanzun are guarding the town......

Although Meng Huanzhen had already guessed, she was still slightly shocked, she took a breath and said, "You mean ......?"

Yan Ziquan didn't answer, but said with a smile: "You two have to protect me, if I were the one, I would definitely try to get rid of the traces." ”

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