Chapter 509: The Land of the Immortal
Since the appearance of the Yin Soul army, everyone thought that there would be a hard battle, but they didn't expect it to be such a turn, the Yin Soul here has given birth to such a powerful Heroic Soul Lord, and completely conquered all the Yin Souls!
"We don't mean to disturb the rest of the heroic spirits, but if there is a dispute today, the divine power is about to collapse, and the entire Heavenly Desolate World will be endangered at that time......"
"I already know about the disputes in the world, but if the Heavenly Desolate World falls into subversion, such a small Tiansai Bai Qi will naturally not escape his doom. ”
The black-robed man gently interrupted Ming Qi's words, but it didn't stop him from continuing. Be the first to update
"That's true, we just plan to live in Bai Qi temporarily, and if we can't do anything, we will find another way out. ”
Ming Qi thought about it, and still said his thoughts simply.
"You can't do anything about it, but the sky is about to fall, isn't it shameful to blindly avoid it?"
The voice of the black-robed man was still very gentle, but as soon as these words came out, it made Ming Qi a little unexpected, the entire Heavenly Desolation could be completely subverted, even if someone wanted to laugh, they had to at least survive the Heaven and Earth Tribulation first.
And take a step back, what brought the catastrophe to the Heavenly Desolation was the Heavenly Sin Battalion with the ability to kill gods, and ordinary mortal monks may not be enough in their eyes, even if there are mortal monks fighting for the Heavenly Desolation, at best, they are just going to be cannon fodder, and there is no point in dying.
After thinking about it, Ming Qi said: "The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, even the gods of Heaven and Earth are watching each other, not to mention ordinary people. ”
The black-robed man suddenly laughed and said, "So you really plan to stay out of the matter when the Heavenly Desolation Tribulation really comes?"
Hearing this, although Ming Qi didn't understand what the black-robed man meant, he still nodded, but he added: "If I have the ability to level the world, then naturally I won't stay out of it." ”
Listening to Ming Qi's words, the black-robed man seemed to be thoughtful, pondered for a while, and then spoke: "What you said is not wrong, and your choice cannot be said to be wrong, since this is the case, then you come with me." ”
After the black-robed man finished speaking, he turned around and walked lightly forward.
As the black-robed man left, the black-armored cavalry also silently turned around and left on both sides, while the group of Yin Soul armies in the distance turned into several black shadows and scattered in all directions, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
"Where are we going?"
The black-robed man didn't fly fast, and Ming Qi and the others could easily follow.
"The Land of the Immortal. ”
The black-robed man replied with four simple words.
The Land of the Immortal?
What is that place?
Ming Qiyi couldn't think of what this place called the Land of the Heroic Souls was, judging from the name, it seemed that it should be the habitat of the heroic spirits of the war dead, but why did the black-robed people take them to the country of the Heroic Spirits?
"Why go there?"
Changkong on the side suddenly asked. More and faster chapters are here.
He was born in the Barbarian Ancient Clan, and he is naturally very familiar with the legend of Bai Qi, and has also heard about the so-called Heroic Spirit Country in Tiansai Baiqi, which is said to be a huge cemetery established in Bai Qi when the ancient people gave up Tiansai Baiqi, in which countless strong warriors who died on the battlefield of Bai Qi were buried, they are the pride of the Gu Clan, and the faith of the ancient warriors. More and faster chapters are here.
After the vicissitudes of life, although Bai Qi is still the legend of the Barbarian Ancient Clan, but the awe of the heroic spirit in it has gradually faded with time, and today, I am afraid that the people of the Barbarian Ancient Clan have rarely been able to truly understand the true meaning of the so-called ancestral training of the supremacy of the Heroic Spirit.
"Worship the Heroic Spirits, of course, and then see if the Great Ancestors Heroic Spirits will give you power. ”
The black-robed man said lightly, as if this matter had been expected by him, it seemed that he didn't feel strange at all about the arrival of Ming Qi and the others, or that the Yin Soul didn't have such emotions at all. More and faster chapters are here.
Empowerment?
When Ming Qi heard this, he probably understood the intention of the black-robed people to take them to the country of the Heroic Spirit.
"Among you have the breath of my ancient clan, taking you to the country of the Heroic Soul should be regarded as a little gift from the ancestors of the Heroic Spirit to the descendants of the ancient clan, I hope that some of you can survive the future catastrophe of heaven and earth. ”
Ming Qi, who was walking next to him, couldn't help but move slightly when he heard this, it seemed that this mysterious black-robed yin soul had long been aware of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, and knew a lot, but he still couldn't understand why the black-robed people would take them to the holy land of the Barbarian Ancient Clan, even if it was because Changkong was from the Barbarian Ancient Clan, but none of the others had any connection with the Barbarian Ancient Clan. Be the first to update
The road to the depths of Bai Qi is very long, and in the process of walking, Ming Qi will also ask some questions from time to time, but Changkong has asked a lot of rumors about the Barbarian Ancient Clan in ancient times, most of which are legends about becoming gods and immortals.
As for the others, they rarely spoke, and they all followed silently.
After walking like this for more than an hour, the landform in front of me changed, from the previous pure white stone and white plain forest to a slightly reddish stone landform, and the surrounding white plain forest appeared a faint dark red.
There are also more traces of faintly recognizable walls on the ground around, and I think this should be the former military camp center, but it has gone through too many years and has completely turned into the dust of history.
Passing through the huge military camp within a radius of dozens of miles, Ming Qi vaguely saw that there was a very obvious building in front of him shrouded in thick black clouds, but although it was completely shrouded by the thick black clouds, the tall buildings with light red accents still looked very conspicuous.
This is the country of the Heroic Spirits of the Barbarian Ancient Clan?
Ming Qi raised his eyes and found that the structure of the entire building was very ingenious, although it seemed to be inevitably covered with heavy historical dust, but he could still feel the soul power faintly emanating from it.
"Look, that's the Land of the Immortals. ”
The black-robed man stretched out his hand and pointed to the pale red buildings in front of him.
This is the land of the Heroic Spirits, the place where the beliefs of the ancient people of the wilderness gather, and I don't know how many heroic legends are buried in it.
"The place where the great ancestors inhabited the Heroic Spirits, you will have a chance to get closest to the Heroic Spirits, please do not miss it. ”
The black-robed man said a rare solemn word, and then he stopped speaking, and walked towards the pale red building with Ming Qi and the others.
After a short time, the group came to the Land of the Heroic Spirit. The black-robed man waved his robe sleeves slightly, and a light door appeared in front of him without warning, and then he pointed to the light door and said, "You can enter the Heroic Spirit Kingdom through this door, and have one day to look for something you want inside, remember, there is only one day." ”
After the black-robed man finished explaining, he disappeared without a sound.
"Let's go, it's not an opportunity. ”
Ming Qi didn't worry about any conspiracy that the black-robed people would make, the tradition that the Barbarian Ancient Clan had always adhered to was that fists were overwhelming, and they didn't care about conspiracies at all, whether in life or after death.