The fog dissipated, and the muffled sound that had been haunting the two of them disappeared.

Behind him was a vast mist, and in front of him was this ancient ruins that suddenly appeared.

"The 'momentum' here is very chaotic, so it's best to take a detour. ”

Ye Ku looked at it for a moment, shook his head, and said, "You can't go around, that will only increase the killing momentum." ”

"Can you read the 'momentum'?"

Shangguan Xuanqing was quite surprised, this was a very profound technique, which had its own lineage, and complemented each other with cultivation, but it was not figured out, she was surprised in her heart, and did not ask.

"This should be a picture of Xuanyin's manifestation, whether it is good or evil, this is an alternative test, and it is the best policy to accept it calmly. ”

As if knowing what Shangguan Xuanqing was thinking, Ye Ku shook his head and explained.

Ye Ku and Shangguan Xuanqing approached this ancient ruin, they came to the place that looked like a gate, carefully removed the rubble tiles, and dug out the plaque that was broken in half.

"Keep Qingming, these only belong to history, not reality. ”

I knew that this was not real, but there was a real touch in my hand, and the roughness of the sand and stone rubbed against my fingertips. Ye Ku uses water to enter the consciousness to keep the spiritual platform clear and not confused by foreign objects.

This is the past of Xuanyin's manifestation, and the five elements cannot be called at will as in the outside world, and Ye Ku is very cautious, and he does not dare to have the slightest negligence.

"Xiao ...... Cloud"

The large characters on the plaque have been blurred, the corners are missing, and many places have been smoothed by the wind and sand, but the words written on it can still be vaguely recognized.

Even if there are traces of time, these two damaged ancient characters still have the posture of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, you can imagine the magnificent momentum of these two words, the image of the overlord, and the charm of nature.

At this time, Shangguan Xuanqing's eyes froze with starlight, as if she had thought of something, she looked at the plaque in the hands of the two of them carefully, and then turned her head to look at this ancient ruin.

"We're in big trouble. ”

Her voice trembled a little, obviously trying to keep her composure, and said, "There is more than good luck."

With her temperament, Ye Wei was a little puzzled.

The word "Xiaoyun" was once prominent in ancient Xia. It was thousands of years ago, and it represented a family that was at its peak, the center of that family and the glory of the family. In that life, there were nine masters of the Feather Realm who came out of this family, and there were nine feathers in the same world, which made this family reach the extreme.

The nine Venerables of the Feather Realm, no one broke through the threshold of life and death at that time, and there was no force in the three ancient countries that could shake such a force, which could be described as a flourishing moment, but this clan went from prosperity to decline and even completely disappeared in that lifetime, and it was almost only in an instant.

According to legend, the family inadvertently touched some of the world's real taboos, and ominous things happened. The nine Venerables of the Feather Realm Dacheng actually lost their minds one after another, slaughtering their blood relatives of the same clan like crazy demons, no one could tell the reason, only knew that the ancestors were crazy, the six relatives did not recognize them, and the blood stained the sky red.

The Nine Feather Realms are killing, life and death can't come out, who can stop them? The Life and Death Realm has not been born for 10,000 years, and all this happened so suddenly that there was no time to react before it was already a river of blood. The power of the Feather Realm Venerable was unimaginable, and the violent True Qi energy was raging, and the palaces and pavilions that symbolized the glory collapsed one after another, and the children of the clan were killed in an instant, like a torrential rain, swept away.

Nine feathers have become a sad realm in the same day, and there is a hill of basil for thousands of years!

The tragedy has been caused, and in the end, I don't know how to calm down, the nine Feather Realm Venerables all died violently in madness, and the family also died out, no longer glorious.

Afterwards, the three ancient kingdom emperors and several ancient forces in the ancient Xia country joined forces to investigate the matter, and in the end, they only found the corpses of the nine Feather Realm Venerables, eight of whom were sitting cross-legged, as if they were sitting peacefully, with a calm expression, and closed their eyes to the sky.

There was only one exception, the head of the family, who was prostrating his head and prostrating himself on the ground, as if he was worshipping something, which was incredible.

And the place where these nine corpses were found was in the ruins behind this plaque with the word "Xiaoyun" written like a dragon flying and a phoenix!

The broken plaque in the hands of the two seemed to weigh 10,000 catties, and it was heavy in people's hearts, making people breathless.

Ye Ku listened, his knowledge was much broader than Shangguan Xuanqing, and he said disapprenomerly: "The monk's methods are indescribable, and the Feather Realm Dacheng is not invincible. Besides, this is not a real scene, so there is no need to be afraid. ”

The two walked forward, but their thoughts were very different, Ye Ku saw that Shangguan Xuanqing was a little scared, and he felt that Shangguan Xuanqing was a little superstitious from hanging the blessing wood sign from the sacred tree in Beimu City, and this time it was a fulfillment of what he thought.

The ancient ruins can't withstand the years, they have long been decayed, broken walls, some bricks and tiles will turn into dust and fall one after another with a light touch of the hand, and the hands and clothes of the two people are stained with dust, and the dust is fluttering.

Most of the ruins are ancient, untouchable, dusty, and unreal, but so real.

The two of them walked through a broken wall and ruins, but they seemed to be walking in the wilderness, full of barrenness, after the remnants of the mountain and water, in front of them was a stone step, on both sides was a heavy mist, the stone steps seemed to be able to reach the sky, but were shrouded in mist, only five or six steps away, each step was not connected, it seemed to be suspended in the air, there was a thin mist in the gap, the mist dragged the ground, and slowly circulated around the stone steps.

The fog is nowhere to be seen, and the stone steps may be seen as a platform damaged stone, or moss vines can be seen, a scene of decay.

"Dengyun Road, it's really that fierce place. ”

Shangguan Xuanqing saw this, a little distracted, when that clan was at its peak, the road to the clouds was full of white clouds, slim and immortal, but now it is like a dream, shrouded in mist, declining and falling, it is difficult to see the true face.

Climbing the stairs, the two stopped in front of an ancient building, at the end of Dengyun Road, there is a majestic palace towering, there is a plaque on its top, it seems that the years can not leave traces, clear and distinct, also written "Xiaoyun" two words.

Above the clouds, we are our people!

This is a kind of grandeur, the ancient building is left by the ancestors of this family's life and death realm, symbolizing glory and inheritance.

When Xuanyin appeared here, it should have been some years away from that ominous thing, and the rest of the ruins have been weathered to the point that they are not visible, only this building is still standing, this is a whole piece of divine material cut through the hollow and made, there is a faint Taoist rhyme on it, and the grandeur seems to be able to reach the sky, which makes people feel awe.

The door of the temple was ajar, and within it was a deep darkness, where the ubiquitous mist dissipated.

The handwriting left by the people in the realm of life and death, even if it is an illusion, is still unpredictable.

The two of them walked into the ancient building, the main hall was very old, and Ye Ku and Shangguan Xuanqing stood in it, as small as ants.

In the Xiaoyun Palace, Xu is a long time, some spirit crystal essence does not exist, dry and peeled off, broken white on the ground, here is very empty, there is no end in sight, only the broken white falling on the dome, set off or not.

After the ominous happened, no one dared to touch the remains of the nine Yuzun, and the bodies were not sealed, but left in their place, allowing the years to erode.

What reassured the two of them was that the bodies of the nine Feather Realm Venerables were not in the hall.

Come to think of it, throughout the ages, even the power of the realm of life and death has never heard of a corpse left, and what exists behind such a body is just one after another, which makes people talk about and attract people's fascination.

As for the ethereal realm of "Ling", it seems to be blinded by the avenue, and after 10,000 years, every time it is involved in the surviving scriptures, it is like the moon in the water in the mirror, leaving no traces, as if it is a blank, without a trace.

Ling's realm is unspeakable.

"The 'momentum' here is too unquiet. "There is a faint evolution of the star map behind Shangguan Xuanqing, her heart has always been hanging, her eyes are blooming with starlight, and the Star Evolution Xuanguan Method is constantly running.

"What's over there?" She pointed to a place where the condensed 'momentum' was surging, like boiling water, and exclaimed.

Ye Ku looked over and said, "Don't be so nervous, it's just some murals, let's go and take a look." ”

"You think there's going to be something ominous here. ”

Shangguan Xuanqing couldn't stay away from the ghosts and gods, and his voice was uneasy, swinging in this hall, looking empty and silent.

This mural is very large, spread out on the spirit crystal wall of the temple, I don't know if it is because the age is too old, many places are blurry, people can't see real.

Ye Ku stood in place, quietly observing, the mural seems to record some things, the bottom is already blurred, there is a hidden fairy head upward, if the dragon rises, the clouds and white silk are lightly held high, I don't know where to go, to whom, the top of the mural, is countless fine carvings intertwined, like weaving a big net, shrouding the world below.

Immersed in it, he wanted to get a glimpse of what was behind the mural, but he never got it, but almost indulged in it, or rather, trapped in the heavenly net intertwined with fine inscriptions.

"Huh?"

These nicks are not simple, this is just a virtual image of Xuanyin, but it can still be breathtaking. The true face of the mural was not revealed, Ye Ku retracted his mind, and saw that the starlight in the eyes of Shangguan Xuanqing beside him was stagnant, and it was no longer moving.

Ye Ku's fingertips are full of dark brilliance on her eyebrows, his cultivation is too low to mobilize his divine sense to leave his body, this finger is intercepted, it is just an auxiliary, whether he can really wake up depends on Shangguan Xuanqing himself.

Blood flowed from Shangguan Xuanqing's eyes, and the stagnant starlight was dyed red, like a thin mist of blood, covering her eyes.

As if he was hit by an invisible force, Shangguan Xuanqing took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, and Ye Ku hurriedly held on.

A burst of starlight swelled, washing the blood off her face.

Suddenly, a gloomy aura rushed in, and the two of them felt a chill down their spines, and the cold hairs on their bodies stood upside down.

Shangguan Xuanqing's face turned pale, Ye Ku turned around and protected her behind him.

A rickety figure with a cloak suddenly appeared in the center of the main hall, just an ordinary height, with gray hair hanging down from the ground, blocking the true appearance.

Wisps of black light poured into those empty eyes, and his surroundings were hazy, as if he had been dragged into the illusion, the yin was rising, the yang was collapsing, and there was a sense of disillusionment.

It is actually devouring the surrounding 'potential', which is very weird.