550 Ancient Soul Eater
Feng Qingyang took a step forward, and the wind and clouds under his feet changed, but when he saw that the surrounding scenery changed, he was suddenly surrounded by thick fog in all directions, and he disappeared in an instant.
"Boy!"
Above, the Ghost King exclaimed, and at the moment when the wind cleared and disappeared, at the same time, many monk disciples who were originally standing on the golden steps were completely engulfed like a tide.
That kind of scene is enough to make the people above lose their color, you must know that the people below are all elite disciples of various sects, the backbone, if they disappear like this, wouldn't it be in vain to lose years of hard work?
Just as they were about to forcibly tear open the space, they saw the space vibrate, and the picture that appeared in front of their eyes also changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to have been transferred.
"It's ...... Isn't this the outermost part of the Qingqiu Ancient Cemetery?" The great powers of the Dao Realm looked at each other, thinking about the scenes that had happened before, and their hearts were in a hurry, and they wanted to enter the Qingqiu Ancient Cemetery at this time, but they found that there was an extremely powerful enchantment at this time.
Bang!
There is a great power in a hurry, and it is a huge mana bombardment in his hand, but at the time of the bombardment, several golden characters suddenly appeared in the sky above the enchantment, faintly revealing a rich murderous aura.
"Those who shake the barrier will die!
A series of dead words appeared in the sky at the same time, and the endless killing intent seemed to soak the entire sky, fierce and domineering, crushing everyone as if they were out of breath.
That kind of breath from the past, with a kind of desolation and antiquity, and the kind of domineering that is enough to laugh at the sky, is unscrupulously warning the power of this place, if anyone bombards the enchantment again, then the people in the enchantment should all fall.
"Damn, it's too much of a deception!"
The power of the Transformation Dao Realm spewed out a mouthful of foul words, but he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, the Qingqiu Ancient Graveyard opened, and they came across the galaxy for thousands of miles, but they found that they could only wait in the outside world, this kind of depression, how could these arrogant powers be able to bear it?
"Tiankui Valley Ancient Emperor, don't be anxious, it seems that this enchantment is just to protect the people who enter it, and our descendants are all in it, just to get the last luck, in the final analysis, it is all to be able to survive in the apocalypse again!"
Emperor Tianxuan Gu stepped forward and patted the angry middle-aged man gently, after a long time, the people present finally regained their calm, and within this, only the Ghost King and the people of the Sword Palace Emperor Domain had a faint smile, and it seemed that they were all under control!
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In the Qingqiu ancient cemetery, the wind was clear and surrounded by thick fog, and there were shouts and roars in his ears, and he couldn't see the surroundings, even if he opened the eyes of the sky, he was still confused.
It seems that the heaven and earth here are like this, and for a long time, I am afraid that people with weak willpower will gradually be assimilated.
"The mist itself has no corrosive power, and the mana can still be used, so where am I now?"
He was puzzled, so he simply stood in place, pinched a yellow rune paper with two fingers, and suddenly flew out, and in an instant, a small tornado suddenly appeared.
But it is the art of runes, counting the days, he has not used the art of runes for a long time, if it wasn't for being wrapped in dense fog at this time, he would have almost forgotten about it.
When the tornado appeared, the originally calm fog suddenly showed its fangs, as if there was a wild beast, devouring the tornado, just formed and turned around, and disappeared in an instant.
But as it spun around, Feng Qingyang saw what he wanted to see, a ruin, ruined, crumbling buildings all around, and he was standing by a street.
"Yin Shang Ruins, could it be that the place where I am standing now is exactly the place where the capital Chaoge is in ruins? Isn't this place already turned into ashes under the punishment of heaven? How can there be ruins?"
I can't think about it, I want to find out the truth, but I find that I can't do anything, and although I can use mana here, I can't recover it, in the final analysis, I will reduce it by one point if I use one.
Although, for him who is invincible in the flesh, this situation is not very important, but after all, if the mana is reduced, it is like a toothless tiger, and in the end, it will also reduce part of the combat power.
Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly flashed, and with a wave of his hands, he took out a bunch of wind charms from the storage ring, and without thinking about it, he suddenly flickered in the void.
In an instant, countless careful tornadoes appeared, although the time was extremely short, but at this time, the field of vision was opened up again, and the ruins in all directions and the ruins and broken walls that fell to the ground were clearly told that the wind was blowing, and the position at this time was indeed the case.
"There seems to be a big tripod in front of us. ”
He muttered to himself, the moment the last tornado disappeared, opened up the cause a hundred meters in front of him, where there was a bronze tripod, slanted in the ruins.
"The bronze tripod, according to the estimates, can only be owned by the royal family, and it is engraved with countless information, if you take it, you should be able to know what is going on here. ”
After thinking about it, he said that he would move, but he ignored one point, since this is the ruins of Yin Shang, it is naturally something from the ancient period, how can the relics of the ancient period really be preserved to this day?
Otherwise, across two eras, even if it is a top-level power, it will fall in the long river of years.
He slowly stepped forward and walked forward in the thick fog, and just as he moved, a scream suddenly sounded in his ears, and his voice was only a few hundred meters away.
"Anyone?"
He exclaimed in surprise, raised his hand and pointed towards the source of the sound, and a wind spell was swung out again, and when the tornado appeared, he saw a disciple of the Dao Realm fall to the ground mysteriously.
His face was pale, his eyes were round, as if he had seen something particularly frightening before he died, Feng Qingyang's heart trembled, he changed his mind, and slowly walked towards the fallen man.
"How could it be possible to die like this with the power of the Dao Realm?
My heart trembled, if this was really the case, wouldn't we now be in the land of nine deaths and one life? In this way, the sense of crisis in my heart became even stronger.
After releasing several Wind Spells in a row, he finally came to the side of this Dao Realm powerhouse, but seeing that he was angry, his lips were closed one by one, as if he was not completely dead.
Gently lowered her head and put her ear close to the door in front of him, trying to hear what he was saying.
"Far ...... Ancient...... Ancient Soul Eater...... Soul...... Little ......"
Before he could say the word heart, the man kicked his legs and died.
"Ancient Soul Eater?"