Airplanes!

In the silent world, a faint whimper suddenly sounded, the earth trembled, and particles of dust bounced up.

Almost instantly, Qingyang Huan disappeared in place again, and roaring footsteps sounded in the silent void.

Boom!

An old giant stepped in from afar, and he walked step by step to the beginning of the Shinto path and stopped, his eyes flowing with vicissitudes, looking towards the hazy silhouette in the distance.

The old giant put the scepter in his hand on the ground, his hands slowly opened, and for a time a dazzling and dazzling divine light bloomed on his body, and the fog above the sky was washed away, and the stars manifested one after another.

"The great ancestor, the nobles of the Djinn God, and the descendants of the descendants pray for your protection, bless me with the gods of Kuafu, and return to the ancestral land. ”

This is a kind of sacrificial sound, containing the secret and mysteries of the clan, between the beating of each character, there is a chorus of Dao sounds, and the void blooms with divine flowers.

The old priest closed his eyes slightly, feeling the vicissitudes of life coming from the altar at the end of the Shinto, condensing the noble aura of the years, and making his old body tremble.

The old priest knelt down reverently, chanting the ancient sacrificial sound in his mouth, and the divine light fell, and the divine consciousness was intertwined, shining brightly on this starlight.

After a long time, after a pious prayer, the old priest arose and walked backwards, stepping over the mountains of bones and into the depths of the thick mist.

A full hour passed, and Qingyang Huan Fang re-manifested his divine form in the white bones, and he also saw that this place surrounded by the white bones of the Kuafu Divine Clan was a forbidden place, and even the clansmen of the Kuafu Divine Clan could not easily enter.

Looking around, pondering for a moment, his figure disappeared again.

A day later, the old priest of the Kuafu priesthood came out of the fog again, kneeling at the beginning of Shinto, and bowed and prayed respectfully.

For three days in a row, at the same intervals, the priests of the Kwafu clan would appear.

Qing Yanghuan has not been idle in the past few days, estimating the distance of Shinto to see if he has a chance to enter the altar.

Feeling that the old priest of Kua Father was far away, and the fog and mist gradually calmed down, Qing Yang Huan looked calm, staring at the altar of the Kua Father clan.

He took a cautious step, feeling that nothing unusual appeared in all directions, and walked step by step to the starting position in front of Shinto, where the old priest knelt and prayed.

Approaching the Shinto White Bone Road, Qingyang Huan saw the picture scroll engraved on it clearly, and it was a giant prostrate on the ground, with the sun and moon on his head, and the surrounding mountains, rivers, grass and trees were vivid.

Boom!

He stepped out and stepped on the White Bone Divine Dao, not that he didn't want to fly, but it was really that this ghost place was very weird, and even his dignified Emperor Realm powerhouse was imprisoned and couldn't step into the air.

Airplanes!

In an instant, a divine flower bloomed at his feet, the divine flower had nine petals, brilliant and unparalleled, but fortunately it was just a simple vision.

Without hesitation, Qingyang Huan walked forward step by step, and a string of divine flowers bloomed behind him, and even manifested the scene of the divine spring, the divine flowers swaying, and the spring water bubbling.

Walking on this Shinto path, Qingyang Huan had an illusion, as if he was being noticed by a great will, and the surrounding flowing breath contained a kind of piety and reverence, impacting his spiritual world.

The altar is a very mysterious existence, which can communicate with strange powers, so at this moment he is extremely careful, and his mind is condensed to the extreme, lest he cause anything unusual.

Feeling that he was getting closer and closer to the altar, his heart became more and more worried, and the vision on the Shinto path behind him withered like a rain of light, and did not attract the attention of the warriors of the Kuafu Divine Clan.

The true face of the entire altar was also manifested in front of him, and the whole stone platform was quadrangular, small at the top and large at the bottom, which was a very common altar appearance in the great wilderness.

This kind of altar can be stepped on from all directions from all sides.

The mottled stone steps are very badly worn, most of the edges and corners have been smoothed, and the stone steps are covered with irregular cracks.

The moment he stepped on the stone steps, a heavy coercion blessed Qing Yanghuan's body, and there was a roar in his spiritual world, evolving into a huge giant, stepping on the earth and roaring in the sky, which made his expression change.

Obviously, to ascend this altar, you need to endure the test from the physical body, which is really normal for a race like the Kuafu Divine Clan that condenses the battle body.

Airplanes!

When Qing Yanghuan stepped on the second step, the pressure on his body was suddenly reduced by half, and when he stepped on the third step, this pressure suddenly increased to three times.

"This ......"

Looking up at the top of the altar, the altar that looks like a mountain is actually not many steps to climb, and it only adds up to nine, after all, this is cultivated by the giant clan.

Stumped the altar drunk?

Qingyang Huan, who climbed the nine stone steps like this, had the majesty of the blessings on his body that would be big and small, and there was no regularity at all.

When he reached the platform at the top of the altar, a gray-white stone hall stood in the center, standing in the mist, looking dull and cold.

Compared with the majestic altar, this hall is incomparably exquisitely petite, no more than a hundred feet high, and the whole body is made of gray stone.

Even the bell in front of the temple gate is carved from stone, and here it is only gray and white, even the fog that drifts by.

The gate of the stone hall was not closed, and the black hole was like the mouth of a fierce beast in the wilderness, wanting to devour everything.

Standing outside the stone hall, Qingyang Huan felt that in the void in all directions, the pervasive aura of worship had weakened a lot.

You must know that when you step on the Shinto path below, the smell of pious pilgrimage seems to be condensed to the point of substance, but at the end of the stone hall, this reverence disappears.

This strange atmosphere made his eyebrows furrow, but he had already come to this point, and it was impossible to regress.

In his senses, there was no powerful qi in the stone hall in front of him, and a faint purple light at the center of his eyebrows protected the spiritual world, and he didn't perceive the crisis.

You must know that up to now, his luck true dragon has transformed into the realm of four claws, and the prosperity of his luck is unsurpassed in the entire human race.

He looked back at the altar and felt that the ancient burial ground here and below had become two planes.

Boom!

Step out and head towards the stone hall.

Jingle bells.

The two stone bells hanging above the gate of the stone hall rang softly, and suddenly candles lit up in the dim stone hall.

However, the stone hall is too deep, even if the two rows of long lights are lit up, forming a path of light, it is still not clear to see the scene in it.

The lights jumped, exuding an immortal and inextinguishable aura, and when Qingyang Huan entered the main hall, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the stone platform in the depths of the main hall.

Shrine!

Just like the ancestral hall of the Qingyang clan, there are gods enshrined, but the statues of gods are enshrined here.

Terran!

However, the next moment, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed horror, even if the candle flame was dim, he could still be sure that it was a person sitting on it.

Underneath the stone platform was a pile of broken stones, limbs shattered and scattered, and the skull made of stone was full of cracks, lying round and round underneath.

"Dude. ”

At this moment, a hoarse voice in the haze was extremely overwhelming.

Feeling the sound of wheezing close at hand, Qing Yanghuan felt an unprecedented chill behind him, and at the moment when he was about to make a move, the voice came again.

"Are you here to dig a grave too?"

On the stone platform in the depths of the main hall, the corners of the mouth of the figure sitting cross-legged are upturned.

"It turned out to be a fellow practitioner, but we have to pay attention to the first come and first come when doing things. ”

At the same time as the sun, Qingyang Huan's expression froze, and he walked along the light path to the depths of the main hall, and then the ever-bright light dispelled the fog and saw the figure sitting cross-legged.

In an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"You ......"

"It's ...... you"

Two exclamations rang out almost simultaneously.

"Qingyang Huan!"

"You're not dead yet!"

In an instant, the figure sitting on the stone platform jumped down and rushed to the front of Qingyang Huan.

"You just died, I am blessed with a great life, how can I die. ”

"Don't come unharmed. ”

Looking at the young man in front of him, Qingyanghuan couldn't help but show a wry smile, he met an acquaintance.

"Brother Qingyang, the younger brother's true dragon flint has a good effect. ”

Even after many years, the stone Buddha has not forgotten that he gave away the real dragon flint like garbage, although he had his own eyes and beads, and he really gave it away as garbage.

"You ......"

After a few breaths, Qingyang Huan came back to his senses, at this moment he had a feeling that the world was really small, and there was a kind of creation in this era between heaven and earth, and the people he met casually in the Southern Wilderness had all come to such a situation.

"There's no way, you can't lose your skills. ”

The stone Buddha waved his hand and kicked the stone head under his feet away, his expression was equally excited, who would have thought that he could meet acquaintances here, this luck is simply simple.

"This ......"

Looking at Qingyang Huan's somewhat stunned expression, Shi Buddha was a little proud.

"Don't worry, the group of stupid big men below don't dare to come up, I've been staying here for a hundred years, the coffin is about to be dug up, Brother Qingyang, as the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come soon, if you don't come sooner or later, little brother, I'm going to dig it up, and you'll arrive." ”

"You've dug a hundred-year-old grave here?"

"That's right, the younger brother is a craftsman, and he can only rely on this to make a living, find some resources for cultivation, and barely cultivate to the current quasi-emperor realm, I don't know what realm Brother Qingyang has cultivated to now?

"Just made emperor not long ago?"

"Hey, don't be discouraged, junior brother, I just cultivated to the quasi-emperor realm decades ago, that is, I ...... earlier than you"

What!

"Emperor!"

Shi Buddha gritted his teeth and glared at Qingyang Huan.

"It's worthy of my eldest brother Qingyang, I think when I was in the Southern Wilderness, my younger brother wanted you to cover it, but I didn't expect to meet it here. ”

"Okay, I've got you covered. ”

Feeling the mood changes of the stone Buddha in a short period of time, Qingyang Huan showed a smile.

Grandma's, Lao Tzu was afraid of wolves and tigers, and he only climbed up after dodging below, this kid has been squatting here and digging a grave for a hundred years, which is annoying.

"I've dug up something good after digging for a hundred years, take it out and take a look, so that Brother Qingyang can cover you. ”

ps Today's fourth more did not come out.,At five o'clock in the afternoon, my mother-in-law called to let me eat hot pot in the evening.,-_-||. ,The fourth is not out of the yard.,Sorry.,The fourth is not finished.,I'll send it out tomorrow.