After Wang Jin finished speaking, the two stopped talking and continued to walk forward with him. [Ran^Text^Library] With the strength of the monk's feet, he crossed the low hill as if he were walking on the ground, and after half a day, a plain surrounded by mountains appeared before the eyes of several people, and the grass could not hide the ruins that could be seen everywhere, and the grass was full of rubble and rubble.

This is the once famous royal city, where the descendants of the supreme royal family of the poisonous king city live, and it was also a pavilion and pavilion, a prosperous scene, and the royal disciples of the brocade clothes and jade food enjoyed the glory and indulged in it. It's a pity that the drama ended overnight, and it was no longer the rain and dew that fell from the sky, but the ruined Jin Ge, the water and fire in the sky, and the fierce monks.

The broken walls that collapsed everywhere, the creaking rubble under the feet, like a swan song of the royal family, the sound of sorrow, the indescribable melancholy and desolation, even if there are thousands of unwilling, the former prosperity has disappeared with the wind and smoke. There is a huge ruin, which was visited by lucky monks in the past, and now only these sad fragments lie quietly in the mountains.

"Valley of Sadness, in fact, this name is more appropriate. Looking at the scene in front of him, dialects can't help but have chaotic thoughts, no matter how powerful the force is, there are ups and downs, or prosperity or decline, which is a common thing in the world of cultivating immortals, but every time I look at it, I can't help but feel emotional, which makes people feel emotional.

The scene in front of him is not unfamiliar, and it is not difficult to find, South Vietnam after the catastrophe has been everywhere, and this is the place that stings the dialect, the city of Yannan that makes him worry all the time, I am afraid that it is also like this at the moment, and those relatives who make him extremely concerned do not know where they are now.

There are some gods in the dialect who are not kept, and there is another person who is also like this, and when he comes here, his face is silent, and he is the sad man Wang Jin. The group walked silently through the ruins, and the whole picture of this royal city was gradually revealed, although it was only a family residence, the scale of the year was not below the immortal city.

It can be said that this royal city is an immortal city, even better than the location of the Poison King City, not to mention the spiritual veins that once entrenched in the city. The terrain alone is a few points better than Xiancheng. When I came, I passed through the canyon, which happened to be the gateway to the royal city, and the low mountains around it must have been stationed by many families back then, which could be used as a barrier to the royal city.

The royal city that sits in it has a radius of nearly 100 miles, and there are not a few ruins of various city squares. At that time, it was called impregnable. Moreover, there are also guards of the Poison King City on the periphery, and there are a large number of demon insects in the mountains that are difficult to clear. It is a headache for countless forces to think about it, not to mention the desire to schem. But such a royal city quickly fell into disrepair, not at the hands of foreign forces, but by the large and small families that once relied on it, which is inevitably thought-provoking.

Although it has been abandoned for thousands of years, dialects can still roughly see the whole picture of the royal city from the ruins, and perceive the grandeur of the royal city in those days. Unconsciously, Wang Jin took the two of them to the center of the former royal city, where there are still remnants of the time when this large palace was built. A deliberately built high platform.

This high platform is like a huge sealed soil, all surrounded by huge stones, filled with gravel and sediment in the middle, and then repeatedly poured by hand, and may have used a large number of soil spells at that time, so that this high platform has survived years and wars, and is still preserved to this day. Thousands of years have passed. This huge platform, which is 100 zhang high and hundreds of zhang in radius, still stands in the center of the ruins of the royal city.

Along a broken stone staircase, several people walked all the way to the high platform, and looked around, and the entire ruins of the royal city were in full view. The ruins of barren grass near and far, and the uneven pits and rocky beaches show the color of desolation. On the high platform, there stood sixteen broken pillars, perhaps the stone pillars of the former palace, which were already dilapidated, and some of them had only one stone stake left. Alone in place.

Along the way, Fang Yan paid close attention to the scenery on both sides, but he didn't find anything unusual, and there was nothing worth his attention, as if this was a worthless ruin of the royal city, and he couldn't imagine anything else that needed to be explored again. I am afraid that it is precisely because of this that the place that Wang Jin said will be preserved to this day, otherwise it would have been dug up by those monks who were eager to make a fortune.

Standing on the high platform, Wang Jin suddenly stopped, and immediately asked them to search carefully in the vicinity, and then he cast a spell to take the two of them into the real ruins, and he must not let others find out that they entered it, otherwise when a few people come out, I am afraid that they will have to worry about their lives.

Is this not a ruin? Or there is an entrance on this high platform, but the entire surface of the high platform is almost unobstructed, and there is still a place like an entrance. The two of them were puzzled, but they didn't dare to slack off, and immediately patrolled back and forth around the city, and checked everything within a few miles.

This Wang Jin was very cautious, but it was somewhat similar to the dialect style, and only after confirming that there were no others nearby, did he lead the dialect two to the center of the stone platform. Then Wang Jin gestured on the ground for a while, as if to confirm the direction of the three of them at this moment, and did not stand in one place until after a pillar of incense.

Then he led the two of them to clear the ground slightly, and after checking it several times, he asked them to stand at his side. At this time, Wang Jin took out a black jade plaque from the storage bag, and quickly punched a string of tricks into it, this small black jade plaque suddenly rose, slowly stopped in mid-air, and suddenly the light was great.

Immediately after that, there was a strange scene on the high platform, the sixteen broken stone pillars seemed to be awakened by this jade plaque, and a blue pillar of light the thickness of a water tank suddenly rose at the bottom of the stone pillar, which immediately rose to the sky, and then slowly tilted down towards the three people in the center of the high platform, and finally intertwined into a net above the heads of the three people, forming a huge halo.

Looking at the vision above his head, Fang Yan couldn't help but be surprised, and subconsciously looked at Wang Jin, but saw that his expression was solemn at the moment, and he once again played a series of tricks against the jade card in the air, and the speed was extremely fast. Before Fang Yan could react, the halo above his head suddenly fell, just enveloping all three of them, and then Fang Yan felt that the light in front of him was dazzling, and his eyes couldn't look directly at all.

Who knew that the next scene was even more thrilling, at this time, Fang Yan felt a huge force suddenly push him into an abyss, so fast that he could not make any movements, and then he sensed the movement of space, and a familiar feeling when riding a teleportation array suddenly hit, leading him to an unknown space.

"What the hell is going on, when did the spatial circle appear?" As soon as this thought rose in his heart, Fang Yan felt that his feet were empty, and his body lost its center of gravity and fell rapidly. At this moment, he instinctively wanted to hide in the blue bead space, but in a panic, he inadvertently touched a monk, which made him immediately sober up, forcibly suppressed his thoughts, and his body flashed a few times in mid-air, spinning and falling with the power of his body.

"Bang bang" a few times in succession, ringing in the ears of the dialect, I felt that I was stepping on solid ground, but it was difficult to quickly stand firm, "Bang Bang" barely stabilized my body in a few steps, but I saw Wang Jin and the two of them falling together. It wasn't until then that Fang Yan understood that the jade tablet had triggered a short-range teleportation array, and the three of them had been sent into this place like this.

The monk he accidentally touched in mid-air was none other than Wang Jin, who fell with him, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and did not immediately hide in the blue bead space, otherwise this treasure would appear in front of the two, and he might only have to shoot at them to keep the secret of the dialect, which was regarded as his life.

"Hey, Fang Daoyou's handsome skills, he has come here more than once, but he has fallen not lightly every time, and he has never controlled his body like Daoyou, it can be seen that Daoyou's alchemy is really extraordinary, and I admire it. Looking at the dialect standing in front of him, Wang Jin suddenly said with a look of surprise, and glanced at the monk surnamed Cheng beside him seemingly unintentionally.

This person didn't speak, just glanced at Fang Yan seriously, how did Fang Yan not understand the meaning of the two at this time, he didn't want to be carried out innocently as a target, and immediately replied half-truthfully: "Thank you Wang Daoyou for helping just now, otherwise you will definitely be even more unbearable than the two of you, and this little trick in the next is really not worthy of Wang Daoyou's praise." ”

As soon as the dialect said this, it really made the monk's face change slightly, and his eyes turned a few times before returning to normal, but Wang Jin's expression was a little embarrassed, and then he laughed a few times to cover up the past. It may be difficult to explain the method of fighting with dialects, but it is difficult for anyone to defeat him when it comes to fighting hearts, and not all the accumulation over the years has turned into cultivation.

"At this point, spells and magic weapons are almost useless, because there seems to be no aura to borrow here, and once the mana is operational, it will be suddenly taken away by a mysterious force, and it is impossible to use it at all, so the two Taoist friends should be careful. Wang Jin quickly recovered and solemnly admonished the two.

At this moment, the place where they are is obviously not in the same space as just now, and the gray sky above them looks a little low, which makes people feel very depressed. And there are gray cliffs on all sides, and in the haze, you can only see a few people in a deep pit, and if you want to leave, you can only climb out of it, and you can't fly out of it in a dashing manner.

Fortunately, the pit is not straight and steep, and it is not too difficult for several monks who have all practiced alchemy, but if ordinary monks fall into it, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort. For about half an hour, all three of them crawled out of the pit one after another, sitting on the rocks on the edge and gasping for breath as they surveyed this strange space.

At this time, they were on a high slope, but their eyes could not see far away, and there was always a haze in front of them, blocking the sight of several people, and they could not see the whole picture of this place clearly. In the shadow of the shadow, it seems that there is a big mountain in the distance, and only its faint figure can be seen, and the rest of the place is even more unreal.

The ground beneath him was also gray, and from this hillside forward, there was a bare slope that descended gently, with not a single plant or tree in sight, and there was a dead silence around him, only the pervasive gray. The air here is also very uncomfortable, and there is a suffocating feeling, as if not only the aura here, but also the others have been taken over by that mysterious power.

Where they will go next, Wang Jin will lead the way, and their target is the looming mountain, where it is said that there is a legacy they have always dreamed of. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )