Chapter 146

Directly in front of them was a mountain, a huge mountain!

How big is this mountain, just compare it to the eight immortal peaks of the Vientiane Sect, that is the difference between the small earth bag and the ten thousand giant peaks!

Cangshan is like a sword, and the huge peak tip pierces the clouds and disappears in the middle of the floating clouds, but only the exposed mountainside and foot of the mountain already make everyone have no doubt about its enormity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This place...... Where the hell is it?", Fairy Cherry opened her mouth slightly and muttered.

"This, we need Song Daoyou to explain it to us", Wang Li turned around with a smile and looked at Song Ming, "Brother Song, please fulfill your previous promise"

Song Ming came back to his senses from the shock, took a deep breath, stared at Wang Li, and slowly spoke, "This ghost eye was accidentally discovered by my Song family disciple last time he came to Sumeru Cave, and he paid several lives to snatch it back, and there was also a piece of jade slip along with it, and the jade slip mentioned that this ghost eye was the medium to enter the ancient sect, and introduced the method of use, and there was also a map to find the entrance."

"For this secret realm, there is not much mentioned in the jade slip, and the language is unknown, I only know that this is a place where the ancient sect is located, and I don't know too much about the rest, you also saw it just now, I am as shocked as you ......."

This is nine points true, one point false, forgive you for being like a god, and you can't tell the truth, what my Song family disciple exchanged for his life, you want to enjoy it so easily, it's too naïve.

Song Ming thought so, and then spoke.

"However, shouldn't Yan Daoyou explain why the pattern drawn by this ghost eye is exactly the same as the magic flag in your hand?"

Wang Li looked at the ill-intentioned Song Ming and snorted coldly, "I bought this banner from a man named Huazi when I was wandering around in the world, spending five copper plates."

"You're ......!!" , Song Ming was almost so angry that he vomited blood, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Believe it or not", Wang Li shrugged his shoulders and took the first step, heading towards the giant peak, leaving a circle of bewildered people.

The small one is more shameless than shameless, and no one can surpass Uncle Ben.

Liu Zhan and the others looked at each other, so they had to suppress the thoughts in their hearts, stepped on the flying sword, and flew to follow Wang Li.

The group turned into rainbow light, flew for a full time with a stick of incense, and finally approached the foot of the giant peak, which was only shocking from a distance, and could truly feel the majesty of this peak under a close view.

Looking up into the distance, you can't see the top, covering the sky and the sun, and the mountain wind is whistling, which makes people feel small and humble, and from the heart, there is a trace of respect.

"This mountain is extraordinary....." As soon as Wang Li opened his mouth, he attracted everyone's attention, but when everyone heard his words clearly, they couldn't help but dislike and continued to move forward.

"Nonsense ......"

Wang Li shook his head and didn't argue, because only he knew that this mountain was really extraordinary, because he felt the breath of an immortal from it.

He had seen a finger of an immortal, and even fought against this finger, so this kind of aura was already extremely familiar to him, and it could even be said that he would never forget it.

Could it be that this is a sect left by immortals?

Wang Li tightened the magic flag in his hand, and his intuition told him that this flag, at a critical moment, could save his life.

When everyone flew, they saw a large number of dilapidated buildings under their feet, where there are all kinds of pavilions and pavilions, and there are vaguely recognizable rockery stone bridges, presumably before they were destroyed, it should be a rather elegant building complex.

Song Ming led everyone to slowly fall between the broken walls and ruins, carefully wandering in them, the broken house, every brick and tile, is filled with the atmosphere of vicissitudes, I don't know how many years have been spent here.

Between the rubble, there were a lot of white bones sprinkled with them, these bones were the same as humans, except that there were two wing-like bones on the back, which made everyone's eyes shine.

This kind of posture is very common for people who often come to Sumeru Cave, whether it is the lampholder in the corridor, or the sculpture in the square, or the relief on the wall, all the shapes are this humanoid and winged creature.

Are they human beings? Could it be that humans in the past had wings? So why did human wings degenerate?

Everything here is like a mystery, making people more and more confused, and they can't think of a reason.

"This place is different from the outside world, all the bones here are ancient winged monks, not the monks who killed each other outside, and I think there is a great war here ...... destroy the sect," said the fisherman-like monk with a hat on his head and a cloak on his head.

Everyone nodded slowly in agreement.

Song Ming took the lead again, walking forward, in the direction of the mountain peak.

Although the road here is clear, it is dilapidated after all, if Song Ming is here for the first time, how can he be so familiar with the road? He must have hidden something and did not reveal the truth.

Wang Li sneered in his heart, his pace couldn't help but slow down, and he was far behind everyone, without saying a word.

Song Ming stopped at this time, looked up at the huge mountain gate in front of him, this mountain gate is arched, the left and right two jade pillars are carved into the shape of a pair of wings, and in this wing retraction, there is the name of the sect, but at this moment it has been fragmented, broken, vaguely distinguishable, is an ancient seal of the word "nightmare".

"Fellow Daoists, this is the last place where you need to help, once this place passes, we will not owe each other, and what we will get in the future depends on your strength and chance, Song will never snatch ......", Song Ming said this righteousness, sincerity.

Liu Zhan and the others bowed their heads one after another, slowly retreating and scattering, forming a semi-arc, and Song Ming took the lead in launching it, hitting his true qi and impacting the huge arch.

Everyone shot one after another, and for a while, the seven colors of true qi gathered together, dyeing the arch colorful, and between the arches, a film of light like water waves gradually appeared, rippling out the slightest ripple.

And in the center of this light film, a strange one-eye gradually appeared, this one-eye was extremely clear and bright, and it was the token that Song Ming had taken out when he entered here before.

At this moment, under the magnification, everyone can clearly see every detail of this eye, the pupil of this eye is not the usual round, but a colorful lotus!

The eyes became brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling, and then suddenly flashed, exploded into a point of light in the sky, and floated on the ground, forming a brilliant bridge of light, leading to the depths of the giant peak.

Song Ming saw that the light bridge had come out, and he was already in the front position, he immediately kicked his feet, turned into a streamer, and walked on the light bridge, and the loud laughter came out of it, "Everything is over, everyone has their own ability, I hope you can return with a full load......."

Just as his voice came out, among the bones behind everyone, countless souls slowly flew out, silently devouring Wang Li and the others who were unconscious.