Chapter 65

The huge light gate stood in the sky above the beast battle domain, the vast and open breath, vast and ancient, countless people's hearts were rippling, and there was an urge to crawl down.

Xue Ling looked at the light gate, and the Beast War Domain cultivator in the distance flew out, and quickly entered the golden light giant gate, he glanced at Murong Youyue beside him, who looked at him quietly, groaned slightly, and said softly: "Be careful!"

Xue Ling nodded and said solemnly: "When I come back, I will take you to Zixiaotian!"

Murong Youyue's body was shocked, stunned, and it seemed that she couldn't react, Xue Ling learned from Yuxi that the land of three days was eroded by the shadow demon, and did not hide it from Murong Youyue, it was her hometown, and her relatives were still there.

Although Murong Youyue decided to leave home at the beginning, she still thought about her family, if it wasn't for Xue Ling's dissuasion, even if the demon array was dangerous now, and the monk wanted to break through ten deaths and no life, Murong Youyue would rush back without hesitation.

At this time, from Xue Ling's words, Murong Youyue felt Xue Ling's solemnity, which meant that no matter what, the person in front of him, when he came back, even if there were thousands of obstacles, he would take her back to Zixiao Heaven.

After being stunned for a moment, Murong Youyue calmed down and did not speak, but raised her jade hand, and her slender fingers were as thin as shallots, gently brushing over Xue Ling's clothes, a little reluctant.

"Don't worry!"

Xue Ling said softly, and then he didn't stay any longer, his body flashed, and under the gaze of many eyes in the Beast Battle Domain, he turned into a streamer, swept across the sky, and appeared in front of the Golden Light Giant Gate in the next second, he glanced back, then turned around and stepped into the Golden Light Giant Gate.

With Xue Ling's entry, the surging light of this golden light giant gate gradually weakened, and finally calmed down, everyone looked up, only a giant gate that tended to be illusory stood in the air, the surging light in the door had disappeared, but the vast aura that opened was still not dissipated, and all the many monks below were still sitting and cultivating.

Entering the light gate, Xue Ling only felt that his eyes flashed, his body was subjected to the impact from all directions, and a sense of spatial tearing spread, Rao was his strength, and his body shook violently, as if the heavens and the earth were quickly flipping.

He was shocked in his heart, his handprint changed, and the light on his body surged, forming a protection, so that he could stabilize his body, the power of space tearing here is extremely not weak, no wonder if you want to enter this ancient ruin, you need at least the Dragon Gate realm. Moreover, even if it is a Dragon Gate monk, the power of spatial tearing here after entering it is not easy to deal with.

Around him, many lights and shadows seemed to pass by, accompanied by some exclamations, and it was obvious that these monks who had entered did not know which direction they had been torn to.

After stabilizing down, Xue Ling looked around, but he couldn't see anything, there was darkness in all directions, and he didn't gain anything by letting him concentrate on insight, and the spiritual power released was like a mud cow entering the sea, completely swallowed up by the darkness that filled it.

Aware of this, Xue Ling didn't explore anymore, this space was left by those powerful monks of heaven and earth in ancient times, and those characters, even if Xue Ling is not what it used to be, it is far behind.

In the dark space, Xue Ling seemed to have lost the power of perception, and I don't know how long it took, in the boundless darkness in front of him, a bright light appeared, Xue Ling's spirit was shocked, and the next moment, the light came overwhelmingly, surrounding Xue Ling.

The bright light, sprinkled, the sudden transition from darkness to brightness made Xue Ling a little uncomfortable, he closed his eyes, and after getting used to it a little, he opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him shocked him.

The endless desert spreads out between heaven and earth, the area is so large that there is no end in sight, it seems that the whole world is this desert, between the broken walls and ruins, there are sharp wind blows through.

At this moment, Xue Ling was standing on a cliff, under his feet, there was a dark red desert, the scorching sun was in the sky above his head, and the temperature was so hot that the sand under his feet seemed to be burned red, which was a little scorching.

The size of the desert space cannot be described in words, the dark red stretches to the extreme, and the cliff where Xue Ling is located is as small as ants in this vast dark red desert.

Xue Ling himself, on the other hand, is even smaller, and the extreme contrast makes the space vacated by the heat wave faintly filled with an indescribable loneliness and vastness.

After glancing around, Xue Ling already understood that the size of this ancient ruin's space was probably immeasurable, and the desert he was in at the moment was terrifying, but even so, I am afraid that this was only the tip of the iceberg.

The people who enter here should be scattered in various places by the power of spatial tearing, and I don't know what the monks of the other beast war domains are doing at this moment.

Xue Ling thought about it for a moment, there are countless opportunities in this ancient ruin, and what kind of creation can be obtained depends on their luck and ability, and the beast battle domain cultivators who enter here are also extraordinary, so he doesn't have to worry too much.

As a matter of urgency, he needed to rush to the central area of the ancient ruins, which was the purpose of his and many Nine Heavens Cultivators' entry into this place. He raised his head and looked at the direction of the scorching sun, and as soon as his body moved, he flew out, and the smoke and dust flew up under his feet.

In the ancient ruins, there is no day and night, here, is a vast space, the scorching sun is everywhere, to reach the center of the ancient ruins, the way is very simple, just walk in the direction of the scorching sun.

At the same time that Xue Ling was heading to the central area of the ruins, it seemed that all corners of the boundless ancient ruins space, countless figures, were also heading towards the center, like a hundred rivers converging, mighty.

Somewhere, the light and shadow flickered, and between the spatial fluctuations, the figures flickered like ghosts, which seemed a little different in this scorching space.

Among these lights and shadows, there were a total of three figures, dressed in black robes, covering them, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, and in the vast darkness on their faces, there was only a pair of eyes that were as cold as poisonous snakes, bringing an indescribable coldness in this heaven and earth.

At the same time, in a desert valley very far away from here, although the sun is scorching at this moment, the wind is strong and the sand and dust are flying.

A figure in a green shirt, carrying a long strip of green cloth on his back, I don't know if it was a sword or a sword box, or something else. He walked between the valleys, his green shirt was ragged, his long hair was messy, and he was indescribably decadent, and the wind blew his tattered clothes, revealing his thin figure among them, which made people worry that he would be ruthlessly swept away like a straw in the next second.

However, despite the long sand, he walked calmly, and in a flash, his figure was already a hundred miles away, and among the afterimages, the wind rolled up one after another, drowning in the howl of the wind.

(End of chapter)