Chapter 32: Erlang Zhenjun...... of the statue

This place is very strange, although the wind is fierce, but when he explores around, he doesn't find any breath of a fierce beast, Yunmo swallows his saliva, very nervous. You must know that since he entered the Arctic Ice Field, he has been under the pressure of fierce beasts all the time, and most of the territory in the ice field has been carved up by fierce beasts. And there is no trace of fierce beasts in this area, which may mean that there is a greater horror here, so that fierce beasts have to stay away from here.

Yunmo pursed his dry lips and kept cheering himself up.

Looking around, I found that between the mountains in the distance, rainbow light loomed, and the gray clouds over the ice field that were forever depressed seemed to be torn apart by something, and the brilliant sunlight projected down, faintly visible gray and abrupt rocks.

Knowing that if something is abnormal, it is a demon, Yunmo still couldn't suppress his curiosity and walked towards that place.

Turning over the last iceberg, the strange valley was in front of him, but Yunmo hesitated. This place is so eerie, the bare gray stone mountain is full of huge fissures, as if it has been dug by great force, full of traces of slashing and axe, and a huge canyon extends from it, and I don't know where the end is. Yunmo was shocked, this was clearly artificially chopped, and he didn't know what kind of mana a person could do it like this.

What shocked him even more was that at such a close distance, he couldn't see clearly what was in the middle of the valley. The space here seems to be distorted, and when the eye touches it, it is blurred.

Yunmo didn't dare to act rashly, and released his divine sense to probe towards the center of the valley.

As soon as the divine consciousness touched the area in the middle of the valley, he immediately felt that the aura here was chaotic, and all kinds of unknown forces were entangled and collided and stirred in this small space. As soon as Yunmo's divine consciousness came in, he was injured by a sharp breath, Yunmo's body was shocked, he knew that it was not good, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his divine thoughts, but it would be too late, and the divine thoughts released had been firmly entangled in them, twisted with those unknown forces.

"Ahh At this moment, he had a headache, and he couldn't see anything in the darkness in front of him, and he knew that he had been seriously injured by the sea of consciousness, and he had to take back that wisp of divine thought, otherwise it might evolve into a wound that could not be healed for a lifetime. It's just that the more he tried to stimulate his thoughts, the more painful and unbearable it became, and his eyes couldn't see, so he finally took a wrong step, and rolled down from the middle of the mountainside, and was rolling into the valley!

Xiaoxiao was so frightened that he screamed "wow", but he couldn't do anything, seeing Yunmo rolling down, this little thing also closed his eyes and rolled down with him.

I don't know how long it took, Yunmo regained consciousness little by little from the darkness, felt the warmth and wetness on his face, opened his eyes and saw that it was Xiaoxiao, stretched out his little tongue and licked his face continuously, seeing him wake up, he excitedly let out a "baa" cry.

After moving his limbs, Yunmo only felt sore, if it weren't for the solid body he had laid since he was a child, if it wasn't for the moisturization of the jade liquid a few days ago, he was afraid that he would inevitably break his tendons and fracture if he was planted like this. It was nothing to roll down all the way, but it was smashed by the bag of divine iron that came out of the Iron Cave.

Got up and looked around, Yunmo was stunned, in front of him, there was a heroic martial god general, dressed in golden beast face armor, with a double feather crown on his head. Holding a two-edged three-pointed knife, the face is psychic and the third eye.

This image is too familiar, and it can be said that it is a household name and everyone knows it in Yunmo's previous life.

His appearance and appearance are clearly the legendary Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, Zhaohui Xiansheng Erlang God!

But Yunmo never thought in his life that he could really meet this legendary character face to face.

His mind was blank, and he didn't know what to say, and he tried hard to organize his sentences, but under the excitement, he stretched out his right hand: "Hello!"

As soon as he said this, he almost wanted to slap himself, but when he secretly looked at the other side, he found that there was no movement, no mood fluctuations, and even no breath of life.

Facing the lifeless and suspicious Erlang God, Yunmo was still very nervous, standing there quietly for a long time and not daring to move, repeatedly confirming that he had indeed lost his life, and then relaxed slightly.

At this moment, my heart is full of questions, who is this person in front of me? Is it Erlang God? If it is Erlang God, how can he be here like a dead man? If it is not Erlang God, who is he?

Regardless of whether this is the god of Zhenjiro or someone else, the person who can sit here and not decompose is definitely not an ordinary person, he did not dare to blaspheme this lord in front of him, he saluted respectfully, and lightly went up to study it.

Gently touched the armor on his body, the hand was cold, and he pinched it gently, and the inside was extremely hard. Feeling wrong, Yunmo lightly touched his bare palm, smooth and round, as cold and hard as jade.

Yunmo suddenly understood, it turned out to be a statue!

At this time, he completely relaxed, pinched left and right, and even thought about taking off this good-looking treasure armor and wearing it on himself. As he was fiddling, he caught a glimpse of the statue's third eye, a glimmer of light.

Yunmo's imagination, which had been poisoned by online novels, began to play infinitely again, and his strong intuition told him that there was a huge treasure in the valley, and the key to unlocking this treasure was the Tianmu of the statue of Erlang Zhenjun in front of him!

Trembling, Yunmo's heart, which was stirred by the infinite YY fire, fluttered and beat more and more intensely. All this is really too reminiscent, the legends of the Far North ice field, the mysterious ancient formations, the strange small valleys, the strange statues of gods and men, all reveal the extraordinary information of this place.

In this chaotic area, Yunmo didn't dare to use the power of his divine sense, so he cautiously approached it, and used his eyesight to capture the glimmer of light in Tianmu's eyeballs!

The glimmer of light flowed in the heavenly eye, and when he looked closely, he found that the jade-like heavenly eye contained all kinds of colors, rolling and swimming in the eyeballs, and Yunmo looked curious, and looked closer to the past.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the heavenly eyes suddenly flickered, and a seven-colored streamer flew out from the jade eye, and disappeared into Yunmo's left eye!

A sharp pain came from his left eye, as if the eyeball had been cut off alive. This is not the end, a strange force crashed directly into the sea of knowledge from the left eye, many chaotic and huge memory fragments poured into his brain, and unfamiliar pictures flashed quickly in front of Yunmo's eyes, he supported for a moment, and finally fainted in front of his eyes.