"Squeak-"

The heavy door was slowly opened, and the moonlight dragged the clear shadows of Liu Fengxuan and Ji on the cyan floor tiles in the ancestral hall.

The green bricks are unusually smooth, like a huge mirror that stretches silently into the darkness under the moonlight.

Ji Cheng's eyes flashed inadvertently, and he wanted to see that Tang Xueluo and Liu Fenglan were standing from under his eyes a few days ago, stepping into the ancestral shrine one after another, heading towards the mysterious mirage.

"Come on in!"

In the silence, Liu Fengxuan's hoarse and cold voice was very harsh.

Ji Chengche walked into the ancestral hall, and the thick and tall purple gilt crystal gate behind him rumbled like a terrifying roar of a monster in the middle of the night, closing little by little.

Ji Cheng's eyes were dark, as if the whole person had been isolated from the world.

At this time, I don't know what mechanism Liu Fengxuan touched in the dark, and when he heard the low sound of "woo", a line of fire burst out of the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, crisscrossing the air like an angry fire dragon, lighting rows of green gold torches, and in an instant, the lights in the ancestral shrine turned into a brilliant sea of light.

Suddenly, Ji Cheng's eyes flashed, and he vaguely saw dozens of jade tablets floating in the air. Each jade tablet is more than three zhang high and more than one zhang wide, and the lights reflect on it, shining like stars.

"This is the spiritual seat of every generation of kings in Tianlu, and I will have the same piece after I die. ”

Liufeng Xuan stood in the middle of the sea of light, looking up at the floating Tianlu King's Spirit Monument above his head, his expression was solemn and cold, and his voice echoed faintly: "Although they have left the world, their souls are immortal and have guarded the floating island for generations. ”

Ji Chengche stared at the glittering names on the jade tablet, inexplicably producing a sense of historical heaviness and vicissitudes.

Different from the customs of Middle-earth, Donghai Tianlu has always respected women, and men need to take their wife's surname after marriage, and the same is true for the children born to the husband and wife.

Therefore, the name engraved on this jade tablet, each person's surname is the word "Liufeng", which is passed down from generation to generation, like a silent and magnificent history book.

Suddenly, his ears sounded the voice of Liu Fengxuan's spiritual song, she spoke in the ancient Yu language, the syllables were short and crisp, and the strings were clearly spit out from her lips, like a heavenly sound.

Ji Chengche once learned the language of the Yu tribe from Tang Xueluo, and there are also many ancient books of the Yu tribe in the 100,000 witch classics, so he can also understand the chanting of Liu Fengxuan.

He carefully distinguished, and was surprised to find that Liu Fengxuan was chanting the name of the ancestor of Tianlu. Every time she recites a name, a jade spirit tablet will be lit up in the ancestral shrine accordingly, like stars lit up one after another, and the scene is as beautiful as being in a fantasy fairyland.

When all the jade spirit tablets in the ancestral hall were lit up by spiritual songs, Liu Fengxuan's singing voice suddenly turned low and euphemistic, and the syllables became blurred.

When Ji Chengche was listening intently, trying to figure out what Liu Fengxuan was singing, dozens of jade tablets suddenly trembled, as if Hong Zhong Dalu was shocking, a magnificent divine light gushed out, and the surrounding scenery shook and blurred unrealistically, and quickly faded away.

The next moment, Ji Cheng's ears remembered the earth-shattering waves, and the dark and turbulent tide in the light and shadow poured into the mountains and seas, as if the stars were moving in a snap of his fingers.

"Let's go!" Liu Fengxuan stopped chanting, and at some point there was a golden staff in his hand, and he walked towards the depths of the sea of light.

Ji Chengche couldn't be surprised, secretly used his skills to protect his body, stretched his senses to investigate the situation in all directions, and kept up with the upper Fengxuan.

"Bang!" A huge wave hit Ji Cheng's clear body protection Zhengang head-on, and the waves splashed and roared.

"Huh?" Ji Chengche realized that this huge wave was very real, and it was definitely not an illusion of the Void Realm, otherwise he would not have escaped his divine sense at all.

Could it be that you are already in a vast ocean?

Instead of the solid and smooth jade ground beneath his feet, there were surging waves. Hundreds of turbulent undercurrents surged and raged around irregularly, slamming and strangling like a giant python, that is, the cultivation of Ji Chengche and Liufeng Xuan, and ordinary people might have turned into powder at this moment.

What's even more strange is that this sea water contains a rich filthy atmosphere, which washes and adheres to people's bodies, and over time it will corrode the skin and invade the internal organs, which is no less than intestinal poison.

"This is the Mirage, the legendary land of extinction and taboos. ”

Liu Fengxuan walked slowly forward with full concentration, and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, there is a high probability that there will be demons of the Moyu Clan here. They are cruel and bloodthirsty and ferocious, and they were the invincible enemies of my Snow Feather Clan thousands of years ago. ”

Ji Chengche said in a low voice, "You mean that there are still descendants of the Moyu clan alive here?"

It turned out that before the first Metaverse War, the Yu clan was divided into two branches, Snow Feather and Mo Feather, although they were of the same origin but were still killing frequently.

The Snow Feather Clan considers themselves to be the pure descendants of the Moby Dick Blue Bird, but they regard the Moyu Clan as a lowly race tainted by the curse of the devil, and the war between the two sides has been intermittent for many years, and the winner has never been decided.

However, after the First Metaverse War, the Moyu clan suddenly disappeared silently and mysteriously, and there has been no news since.

Due to the troubled times at that time, there were different opinions about the disappearance of the Moyu clan, but with the passage of time, it gradually subsided.

Over time, the world thought that the Moyu tribe had become extinct, and it was even recorded in various historical books.

Who would have thought that the Moyu clan was not wiped out, but that there were descendants hidden in the mirage. If this news is transmitted, it will be no less than throwing a thunderbolt on the Metaverse.

"Of course not, they're just sealed in a mirage and never see the light of day. ”

The staff in Liufeng Xuan's hand flickered and flickered, illuminating the surroundings like a torch, and at the same time, the aura immortal waves emitted from it could also play a miraculous effect of driving away evil spirits and repelling demons, making her walk on the ground in the turbulent waves.

As the words fell, a majestic stone mountain loomed in front of him. The huge rocks are abrupt and craggy, and from a distance, it looks like tens of thousands of giant beasts crawling in the mountains.

Between the rocks, there are many caves and crevices, and the black holes are bottomless, only the undercurrents gushing out from them, which are indescribably eerie.

Liu Fengxuan floated in the sea and walked towards the stone mountain, and the surrounding was so quiet that no other sound could be heard except the sound of the waves.

Suddenly, with a low roar, a sea beast that looked like a fish and a cat burst out of the shadows, spreading a pair of sharp front paws and pounced on Liufeng Xuan.

Liu Fengxuan had already taken precautions, reciting the mantra in his mouth, and the staff in his hand pointed at the sea beast from afar.

"Khoosh!" a bolt of lightning shot out from the tip of the staff, striking the sea beast with precision.

The thunder exploded, and a bright light burst out, causing the skin of the sea beast to bloom and fall to the rock.

Unexpectedly, the sea beast was unusually strong and fierce, and instead of dying, it used its hind legs to prop up the rock, like an arrow from the string, and swooped down on the wind Xuan.

Ji Chengche jumped out from behind Liufeng Xuan, he had the intention to try the path of the sea beast, and he didn't cast a witch spell, and stepped forward with his bare hands.

The sea beast sneered and smoked, shooting out dark green blood, but it didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and viciously probed its claws into Ji Cheng's face.

Ji Chengche cast the Huansha Jue, and easily brushed away the sharp claws with four or two thousand catties, and his left fist took advantage of the weakness to enter the knot and slammed into the relatively soft lower abdomen of the sea beast.

The sea beast's belly was covered with black scales, and the fist hit it coldly to the touch.

"Bang!" the majestic energy knocked in, knocking the sea beast more than ten feet away.

"Smack!" the sea beast fell on the mountain rock and rolled around a few times before it stopped moving, and the meridians and blood vessels in its body had been all broken by Ji Cheng's fist, and it was already dead in the air.

However, before Ji Chengche could stand still, a bone arrow suddenly shot out of the oblique thorn, piercing his eyebrows.

Ji Chengche was not in a hurry, his right hand was stretched like a Buddha holding a flower, and his two fingers were firmly clamping the bone arrow that came from him.

He glanced at the bone arrow, the workmanship was very rough, it should have been sharpened by hand.

"Come out!"

Liu Fengxuan snorted, his figure shook and approached the stone mountain, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, he blasted out the "Thunder of the Sky".

"Click!" the hard rock crumbled, fist-sized rocks flew around.

A thin figure swept out from behind the crumbling rocks and fled like a loach into the nearest crevice.

"Want to escape?" Liu Fengxuan smiled contemptuously and raised his staff to release a cloud of blue light.

The blue mang affected the vitality of the four directions, and suddenly transformed into a divine eagle, spreading its sturdy giant wings to split through the waves and swoop down.

The thin figure was a young man who was no more than eleven or twelve years old, and when he heard the movement behind him, he hurriedly turned around, and saw that it was a magic condor, and hurriedly pulled out a short blade sharpened with fish bones on his waist to resist.

"Boom!" the eagle's wings made a ferocious wave, crashing into the boy as if it were substance.

The young man was unstable on his footing, and his whole body flew up, and the short blade in his hand couldn't hold it and flew out.

The Condor descended from the sky, grabbed the boy with only one giant claw, and threw him to the feet of Liufeng Xuan.

The boy was very athletic, and he wanted to stand up as soon as he turned over on the ground.

Liu Fengxuan grabbed the young man's shoulder like lightning, and asked, "Say, how to go to the Holy Hidden Peak?"

The young man's brown eyes rolled slightly, and he glared at Liu Fengxuan viciously and kept silent.

Liu Fengxuan frowned slightly in displeasure, slowed down his voice and said, "What's your name, and where are your people?"

The young man opened his mouth suddenly, and bit down on the back of Liu Fengxuan's left hand.

"Ahh

He bent over in pain, his body aching and convulsing.

Liu Fengxuan sneered: "I didn't expect that after a thousand years, you scumbags have not died yet. ”

With that, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the boy again, intending to continue the torture.

"Wait!" Ji Chengche didn't want Liu Fengxuan to abuse a teenager like this, and stopped him sideways: "He's just a child." ”

He looked down at the boy, and couldn't help but think of himself and Lin Yin when he was a child.

Although he was as anxious as Liu Fengxuan, hoping to find Tang Xueluo and Liu Fenglan as soon as possible, how could it be a seven-foot man to bully and persecute a child?

He patted the young man on the back, and a soft aura penetrated through his bones, dissolving the residual aftermath of the Flowing Wind Xuan Technique, and said, "Go, go to your clansmen, I promise not to sneak behind you." (83 Chinese Net.)