"Comprehend the power of space?" Murong Shaobai rolled his eyes and said, "How is it possible, to completely comprehend the power of space, you must have the Void Heaven Realm." With our current capabilities, we simply can't do it. ”

"Then I'm afraid there is no way. He Jiangxiu said with resentment, "I have the Ghost King Cloak, and I can hold on to this white sword qi for a long time, but no matter how long the time is, there will be an end." ”

"Since the space here is chaotic, if we continue to kill, it will have no effect, and in the end, we will just spin in place. Zhou Ziping said on the side, shrinking the sword array and starting to save the release of mana.

Murong Shaobai also knew the seriousness of the situation, and no longer slashed and killed, restrained his breath, and saved his life.

"Perhaps, there is another possibility!" He Jiangxiu ran his delusional eyes, his eyes fell on the surrounding stone walls, and those mysterious pictures gave He Jiangxiu infinite reverie.

Zhou Ziping caught He Jiangxiu's beating gaze, and suddenly said, "That, these murals?"

As soon as He Jiangxiu and the others entered the passage in this deep pit, they noticed the pictures carved on the surrounding stone walls. Although the lines of these drawings are clumsy and crude, in a few strokes, they outline all kinds of pictures vividly.

"This mural seems to tell a story?" He Jiangxiu muttered.

Zhou Ziping and Murong Shaobai stood together and fused the two sword formations into one, so that the energy consumed would be lower.

"Telling a story?" Murong Shaobai tilted his head, looking puzzled, and then said, "Even if it's a certain story, what's the use of cracking the formation in front of you?"

He Jiangxiu and Zhou Ziping both shook their heads, even though the three people present had read countless classical books, they were still confused when they looked at these strange murals.

"Break the eye of delusion, spy on everything!" He Jiangxiu said lightly, his divine light swept over the murals of dozens of meters, and imprinted the patterns on the murals in his mind one by one.

The mural depicts a behemoth, and at first glance, it looks like a human figure. But in fact, it has a wolf-like head, tiger-like claws, wings on its back, huge palms like a dragon, and a green snake wrapped around its arm.

"Brother Zhou, do you know who the characters depicted on this mural are?" He Jiangxiu asked.

Zhou Ziping still shook his head and said, "I don't know." It's as if this monster never appeared in antiquity!"

"Didn't it appear?" He Jiangxiu muttered to himself, and said helplessly. However, at this moment, the Xuan Turtle in the Eternal Immortal Ding screamed, and communicated with He Jiangxiu with his spirit: "Boy, this is the ancestor of my Xuan Turtle clan, Emperor Yingwu!"

"Emperor Yingwu?" He Jiangxiu's heart tightened, and a mysterious brilliance danced in his eyes again, as if he had seen hope.

Xuan Turtle continued: "I broke through to the Yin and Yang realm, and the memories of the ancients have recovered somewhat. In my memory, the origin of the Xuangui clan is the reconciliation of two major races, one is Yinglong and the other is Xuanwu. The offspring of Ying Long and Xuanwu is this Emperor Ying Wu!"

"This Ying Wu Emperor, can you understand the method of space operation?" He Jiangxiu immediately asked.

"I seem to understand. Xuangui said leisurely: "Emperor Yingwu's body, there is the super comprehension ability of the human race monks to spell exercises, the fierceness of the Heavenly Wolf Clan, the fierceness of the White Tiger Clan, the nobility of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, the speed of the Kunpeng Clan, and the cunning of the Spirit Snake Clan, which can be said to integrate the advantages of the major races. The wings behind him represent the Kunpeng clan's ability to comprehend space and supernatural powers. ”

"I see!" He Jiangxiu nodded, and said to Zhou Ziping and Murong Shaobai: "I know, this is Emperor Yingwu!"

"Emperor Yingwu was a strong man in ancient times?" Zhou Ziping asked.

He Jiangxiu just nodded and said: "We should be able to comprehend some spatial power in his body, we may not be able to fully comprehend the way of space, but it should be possible to break through this spatial formation." ”

"How to comprehend?" asked Murong Shaobai.

He Jiang cultivated: "I'm afraid we will continue to kill." What is depicted on this mural is supposed to be the scene of Emperor Yingwu fighting. When we look at these murals, we are equivalent to watching the battle of Emperor Yingwu. If we are lucky enough, we will be able to comprehend the operation of space in the battle of Emperor Yingwu!"

"I know!" Zhou Ziping got He Jiangxiu's guidance, and saw a pair of wings behind Emperor Yingwu on the mural, and said, "This is the wings behind Emperor Yingwu, but the wings of Kunpeng?"

"Yes!" Murong Shaobai replied. In the Lingyun Immortal Realm, Murong Shaobai's Kunpeng Giant Egg hatched, and Murong Shaobai still had some understanding of Kunpeng.

However, this time when he came to the Xiqi Desert, Murong Shaobai didn't seem to bring Kunpeng.

If the monk wants to take the spirit beast with him, he needs the spirit beast bag. And there are very few monks who know how to make spirit animal bags. On the Shengwu Continent, the only sect that knows how to refine is the Imperial Beast Zhai.

The power of the Imperial Beast Zhai is very small, not counting the Ten Sects of the Immortal Dao, but its status in the Holy Martial Continent is extremely transcendent. After all, the Spirit Beast Bag is worth a lot of money, and if the monk wants to get a Spirit Beast Bag, he can only ask the Royal Beast Zhai for help. In this way, no force has the intention of dealing with the Imperial Beast.

Murong Shaobai may not have a spirit beast bag on him, so he failed to bring the Kunpeng giant beast over. Otherwise, with Kunpeng's understanding of the power of space, he might be able to take He Jiangxiu and the others out of here.

The reason why Tianlong can hide in the Eternal Immortal Ding at all times is because Tianlong is not a spirit beast in the true sense, as a heavenly dragon, it is extremely noble, how can it be bound by the spirit beast bag.

Zhou Ziping received an affirmative response from Murong Shaobai and said, "This Emperor Ying Wu looks very strong. There are Kunpeng's wings on his back, and his claws seem to be the claws of a wolf, as if they have fused the advantages of many races. It's scary, it's scary. ”

"This Emperor Yingwu is the ancestor of the Xuangui clan. He Jiangxiu explained, "Let's kill it, we want to understand the way of space in the body of Emperor Yingwu, and it is estimated that we will have to read the entire mural." ”

"Okay!" Zhou Ziping said in a loud voice, took the sword and took the lead in killing.

These white swords are actually not very lethal. The purpose is to wear down the strength of He Jiangxiu and others. If He Jiangxiu and the three of them can't comprehend the method of breaking out of this big array before the mana is consumed, I'm afraid they will really fall here.

Whoosh!

Now that they have a direction, He Jiangxiu's movements have sped up a lot. The three of them walked side by side, advancing down at a fast pace. Of course, when it was said to be pushing downward, He Jiangxiu knew that they were just going around in circles.

When he stood back in place, the thousands of meters long mural was completely imprinted in He Jiangxiu's mind.

When the complete mural appeared in He Jiangxiu's mind, Emperor Yingwu seemed to be alive. The wings behind him fluttered, either slapping out a space storm or rolling out boundless waves.

The body swept away, the space cracked, tossing and turning, doing whatever he wanted. In front of Emperor Yingwu, there seems to be no space, and with a single thought, he can reach any zone.

However, He Jiangxiu watched Emperor Ying Wu show his exquisite body technique, but He Jiangxiu himself still didn't have the slightest sense of understanding the way of space.

Zhou Ziping and Murong Shaobai were both geniuses in the sky, imprinted the mural in their minds, began to shrink the sword formation, bowed their heads and meditated, trying to find a glimmer of life in the mural.

However, the trio was slow to move.

"Hehe, kid, do you want to comprehend the way of space of Emperor Yingwu?" Suddenly, the Xuan Turtle in the Eternal Immortal Ding interrupted He Jiangxiu's train of thought.

At this time, He Jiangxiu had just had some thoughts, but he was interrupted by the voice of the Xuan Turtle, and all his thoughts disappeared for a while. He Jiangxiu couldn't help but shout angrily: "Yes, if we don't comprehend the way of space, how can we get out?"

Xuan Turtle snorted coldly and said, "You Terran cultivators, if you want to comprehend the spatial path of my demon clan, how is it possible?"

"En?" He Jiangxiu frowned, and his heart seemed to suddenly brighten.

Xuan Turtle's words can be regarded as a word that woke up the person in the dream. The spells in the demon race, the human race cultivators have no way to cultivate at all. Because, the distribution of meridians in the body of the demon race is completely different from that of the human monks.

Even the apes are very different from the Terran monks, although they look similar in size.

Emperor Yingwu belonged to the Xuangui clan, and there was a difference of 108,000 miles from the human race. The comprehension of the way of space is also diametrically opposed to that of the Terran monks.

The Terran monks knew about Kunpeng's ability to control space, and were eager to get Kunpeng's ability. But in the end, it was just an imitation of Kunpeng, creating some spells suitable for Terran monks. You can't use Kunpeng's magical powers directly.

In terms of the use of the Dao of Space, even a monk in the Void Heaven Realm may not be able to compare to a Kunpeng in the Qianyuan Realm.

"So, I have no way to comprehend the way of this space at all?" He Jiangxiu said with some frustration, the hope that had just risen was extinguished in this way.

He Jiangxiu withdrew from the state of contemplation, sighed, and muttered, "Could it be that we are really going to die here?"

This is, Xuan Turtle's voice resounded again, and with an extremely disdainful tone, he said: "Boy, you are really smart, and you are confused for a while. Lao Tzu is the demon clan, this Emperor Yingwu is still my ancestor. I comprehend his spatial power, and it's not a matter of being able to catch it?"

"That's right!" He Jiangxiu patted his head and shouted.

The turtle transformed into the image of a middle-aged man, sat in the Eternal Immortal Ding, stretched out his hand towards He Jiangxiu, and said, "Why don't you hurry up and pass the mural to me completely?"