The wind seemed to be wailing.

Under the impact of the escaping energy, the sandstorm swept through.

The sky was full of black colors, as if in the midst of chaos.

Looking at it as far as the eye can see, the line of sight is only three or five feet away, and then it is blurred outward.

Du Wenxing's limbs were tightly squeezed into the gravel to avoid being blown away by the strong wind, and the North Darkness turned into hard armor to wrap his whole body.

This is very necessary.

With the terrifying power of rotation, the black sand flying around it was like a very small sharp blade, showing amazing lethality.

Like a tornado swirling, it is like a mudslide washing......

In just a few moments, the black hard armor transformed by the North Underworld withstood no less than ten million attacks, and the surface was covered with scratches of different shades, and it was on the verge of collapse all the time.

"It's a big loss, this time it's a big loss......"

In Du Wenxing's heart, the nagging of Beiming chattered endlessly.

"Shut up, quack, if there is something good this time, let you pick one first, quack, quack, bah. ”

Du Wenxing couldn't help but scold.

Then, he was poured a mouthful of sand.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, and it seemed like several hours, and the sandstorm finally stopped powerlessly.

As it dissipated, Du Wenxing's body jumped out from under a small pile of sand.

As soon as he landed, Du Wenxing looked around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he spit out a mouthful of sand, "Okay, you can go in now, quack." ”

"Don't forget, you promised, let me pick first. Beiming reminded.

"An-la, An-la, quack, can I lie to you?" Du Wenxing waved his paws.

Entering the palace gate, the vision changed abruptly.

Originally, from the outside, this palace complex was shrouded in a gray shimmer, except for the gate.

This is also the reason why Du Wenxing chose to walk through the gate instead of climbing over the wall from other positions.

Such a place must be protected by the formation.

Although thousands of years had passed, Du Wenxing still didn't want to try the power of the Great Array of Protectors.

After entering the main hall, the gray glimmer "disappeared", or rather, it should be impossible to see with the eyes.

In front of him are large expanses of dilapidated and desolate palace ruins.

But it is not caused by external forces, but the ruthless passage of time, the baptism of wind and frost for thousands of years, dressing up the graceful and haggard temperament of the old woman in front of her.

In the palace where it is now, except for the rear gate, the other three walls have collapsed on two sides, and only one is left standing alone.

As far as the eye can see, most of the buildings are as unique as this hall, and even more miserable.

Only a palace in the center, still well preserved, stands among piles of broken rubble, rotten metal, which looks extremely abrupt and eye-catching.

After approaching.

The shape of this hall is about 100 zhang in size, and although it has gone through vicissitudes, it still shows a little exquisite and elegant feeling.

Walking into the main hall, there is a mess on both sides, piled up with a large amount of metal, stone and other things, the difference is that they are all carved into the shape of a human body, with arms and heads, trunks and feet, and even occasionally you can see carvings like clothes on top of the complete torso.

"Sculpture Guard!"

Du Wenxing took two steps back, and the guy who was "consumed" by himself at the gate sounded.

"Rest assured, these are semi-finished products. Beiming's voice sounded, "To be precise, these things should be called puppet organs!"

Semi-finished products?

Du Wenxing looked carefully.

Sure enough, the materials on the ground were scattered everywhere, and there were almost no intact ones.

Only then did he come closer to see what these so-called puppet mechanisms were like in ancient times.

He jumped in front of a stump arm on the ground, and the two claws had just touched it, wanting to feel the material, but with a little force on his hand, he saw that the whole broken arm seemed to be weathered, and it was scattered to the ground.

It's a pity!

Du Wenxing's eyes swept away, his heart has been baptized for thousands of years, and it is so unprotected, even if it is a good material, I am afraid that it will be spiritually lost, otherwise it will not be destroyed into such an almost irreparable appearance.

Turn and leave.

Walk towards the corridor on the left side of the main hall.

Passing through a stone door, along this passage, Du Wenxing walked towards the depths of the main hall.

On both sides of the passage and on the dome, there are still mural-like decorations, but these cannot bring the slightest sense of beauty to the cave at this time.

These murals are mottled and peeled, and the content is no longer visible, and even if there are occasionally scales and half-claws intact, they are also decolorized and gray, and they can only look desolate.

After more than ten meters, the corridor ends.

Du Wenxing came to a wider space.

As soon as I stepped into it, a strong wind hit overhead.

Du Wenxing hurriedly retracted his forelimbs, stood up, slashed upwards with the Beishenhua knife, and looked up at the same time, only to see a flying bird with a metallic luster, which was elegantly falling back to the beam.

"Beiming, this is also a puppet mechanism, quack?"

"That's right, I didn't expect this one to be so well preserved, it should be carved on the surface with some kind of formation protection. ”

"Quack, why doesn't it attack me now?"

"Maybe it's because you're back, right?" Bei Ming guessed, "You want to try it again?"

Du Wenxing thought for a moment, and felt that Beiming's guess was quite reasonable, so he cautiously poked out one paw and gently pressed it on the ground.

Plop!

There was a loud sound of air currents, and the metal bird on the beam swooped down, and its sharp claws grabbed Du Wenxing's small "hand".

Du Wenxing hurriedly retracted his claws.

Sure enough, the metal bird, which had lost its target, circled and flew back to the beam, with red eyes, looking left and right.

The strength is not weak!

At that moment just now, Du Wenxing didn't waste it, he used his divine sense to probe the breath of this bird, and it should be much stronger than his current self.

Beiming suddenly spoke, "I have an idea, there is only one bird in this bird, hehe......"

After listening to Beiming, Du Wenxing said secretly: "This guy seems to be getting more and more insidious, and I don't know who to learn from." ”

(Who else but you?)

He nodded and said, "Try as you say." ”

A black tentacle spread quickly into the main hall.

The bird's eyes flashed, and it rushed towards the tentacles, grabbing both claws.

But just as it moved, countless black tentacles extended from the Yongdao entrance, extending in all directions.

The bird was startled and hovered in mid-air with its wings flapping, at a loss for a moment, not knowing which "intruder" to catch first.

But it doesn't choose, and the tentacles below won't let it go.

One tentacle after another, bouncing off the ground and whipping at the bird from all directions.

The claws of the trap birds are used to scratch and flap around, and even the beak of the bird is used.

However, there are too many tentacles, and after a while, they will be entangled tightly.

"Well, my solution is good, haha!" Bei Ming smirked smirkedly.