Chapter 97: Entering and Devouring (Part 2)

Bai Zihua and the others didn't know that their every move was being monitored, and even their every move now was in Lin Xi's plan.

Under the displacement of the space of the non-returning inkstone, the people who stayed for a long time had arrived at the place where the ruins were located in a few flickers.

The endless grassland was like a green carpet spread on the ground, and the sparrows in the low bushes were frightened by the arrival of the people, and fled far away from the place.

"Qiangu, everything depends on you. Sheng Xiaomo took out the Ten Directions Artifact and spoke in a deep voice.

After there were chasing soldiers, Sheng Xiaomo didn't dare to delay time at all, and as soon as the voice fell, he directly sacrificed the artifact of the ten directions.

Airplanes..

Under the infusion of mana, the ten party artifacts directly soared into the air, intertwining with each other in the air, blooming with dazzling light.

"Thousand bones.."

With Sheng Xiaomo's long roar, Hua Qiangu directly swung his sword and cut his palm, and flew up, rushing towards the intertwined ten square artifacts.

Divine blood is the key to unlocking the artifacts of the Ten Directions, and it is also a necessary condition for opening the ruins. Under the infusion of divine blood, the artifacts of the ten directions began to tremble violently, and the intertwined light became more and more intense.

Rumble...

The thunder has arrived, and the ruins will open. The power of the desolation, which has been sealed for thousands of years, is about to return to the world.

The power of the demon god and the desolation is a taboo in the Six Realms, but it is ironic that a taboo is needed to protect the Six Realms at this moment.

With the sound of dense cracks, cracks began to appear in the sky like a mirror, and the artifacts of the ten directions were sucked in one after another and surrounded them.

Click..

The cracks in the sky became denser and denser, and the intertwined lightning became more terrifying, and under the bombardment of heavenly thunder, the shattered void collapsed directly, revealing a dark red hole.

With the appearance of the ruins, the desolate, domineering, and silent power directly swept the human world, and the extremely strong wind pressure made everyone retreat.

On the contrary, Hua Qiangu was dragged towards the ruins by an invisible force.

"Bold white painting, dare to steal the artifact and release the power of the wilderness privately, you can't leave it!" With a long roar, a thousand heavenly soldiers appeared out of thin air, and the power that belonged to the seventh step directly pressed some of the disciples to kneel on the ground, unable to move at all.

The Bai Zi painting that was sealed for cultivation was like a mortal, how could he face these heavenly soldiers? Even if Sheng Xiaomo desperately protected each other, it was only a moment before he was taken down by a dozen or so heavenly soldiers.

Sheng Xiaomo, who was slightly injured, held his sword and looked coldly at the Heavenly Soldier who had taken down most of the disciples who had been left behind, and the grief and indignation in his eyes were even more endless, "Do you know what you are doing now? This is aiding the abuse, the Six Realms were sacrificed by blood, what benefits can you get?"

"Why should Confucianism be angry, we are all Heavenly Court Heavenly Soldiers, everything is naturally considered by Your Majesty, and as for the beings of the Six Realms, they are originally Your Majesty's people. Your Majesty has provided a place for sentient beings to live for millions of years, so why not find some rewards from sentient beings now?" the words of the Heavenly Soldier who spoke were extremely solemn, as if he was expounding on a matter of course.

"Confucianism.. The general still advises you to tie your hands and arrest it, otherwise these long-term disciples will not end well. The leader of the heavenly soldier said and pointed his finger at Sheng Xiaomo's side and half-kneeling on the ground, "This is your disciple, right?

Seeing that the soldier chose the burial moon as his primary target, his face instantly became extremely difficult to look at, "You dare!"

"Why don't you dare?"

As soon as the words fell, the burial moon was swept away by a majestic spiritual power, and directly entered the ruins wrapped in thunder and lightning.

"Burial Moon.. Nope..."

Sheng Xiaomo flew up, but was forcibly forced down by countless spells, and could only watch the burial moon being swallowed by the ruins, very helpless.

The soldier looked at Sheng Xiao's helpless appearance and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, "Since it is the ruin cave you opened, wouldn't it be beautiful to let your disciples always accompany the demon god in the ruins?" ”

The feeling of darkness, desolation, and loneliness filled the senses of the burial moon, and even if he was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Holding on to the scorching cave wall on the side, he slowly got up, turned over his hand and took out the blood-red long sword sent by Lin Xi after a slight breath, and walked inside.

The extremely strong wind pressure still kept surging outward, as if it was repelling the burial moon, which also caused him to take every step extremely difficult.

What is going on inside the ruins, Fuyue doesn't know, and even the original book has some one-sided explanations, and the situation inside the ruins is not completely described.

With the difficulty of moving forward, Fu Yue's worried heart was also slightly relieved. As far as the current situation is concerned, there is no so-called fork in the cave, there is only a straight passage.

Now that most of the worries in his heart have disappeared, the mana on Fu Yue's body has begun to gush out uncontrollably, forcibly resisting the rejection of the wind pressure, and trying to increase the speed as much as possible.

The power of the desolation inside is an opportunity prepared for himself, and no matter what, he must arrive before Hua Qiangu can absorb it all.

Otherwise, it's too late.

Stumbling and running, as the wind pressure dissipated in an instant, Fuyue finally saw the true face of the ruins.

A small space was filled with a faint yellow halo, as if providing nourishment for the giant lotus flower in the middle, and Hua Qiangu fell into a coma under the lotus, and the scarred hand was still clutching the rhizome as thick as a wrist.

A trace of extremely terrifying power was also pouring into Hua Qiangu's hand into his body, and the lotus leaves around him were gradually withering.

It is not difficult to guess who is in the lotus, but now is not the time, and the most important thing is to obtain the power of the desolation first.

With a slight jump, Burial Moon rushed to Hua Qiangu's side like a sharp arrow, thrust the long sword in his hand into the ground, and then squatted down and put his hand on Hua Qiangu's shoulder.

As for direct contact with the lotus, the burial moon is still self-aware. Knowing that this will not only fail to absorb any strength, but will also be injured, as for the power of the desolation in Hua Qiangu's body, this will not be the case.

With the operation of the secret method obtained from Penglai, the power of the desolation in Hua Qiangu's body that had not yet been refined seemed to have encountered a gate, and they all rushed towards Fuyue's body.

The integration of majestic power made Funeral Moon uncomfortable, if it weren't for the special nature of this body, it would have been blown up by virtue of its current cultivation alone.

Due to the addition of the burial moon, the speed at which Hua Qiangu absorbed the power of the desolation in Nan Xuanyue's body was even more terrifying, and even the lotus leaves around were withered in patches, but it took a long time to completely turn into piles of black powder.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and Burial Moon only feels the power of the desolation in her body rushing around at this moment, and she can't help but relax the absorption of the power of the desolation in Hua Qiangu's body, and concentrate on refining it.

As the burial moon slowed down, Hua Qiangu's instinctive absorption also slowed down, and the flickering halo of the lotus flower also stabilized, but it was also flickering and bright.