Chapter 1137 The Traces Left by Prophet Gou Thousands of Years Ago
In the Dry Wind Valley, there was indeed no wind at all. The air was filled with a strong smell of fish and decay, and the color was monotonous and dim.
In the dark brown soil on the ground, there are still some ancient glazed tiles and wood fragments. Colorful and verdant exotic flowers and plants are blooming on the nearby mountain wall.
Ni Cangtian said: "This should be the medicine field of a certain sect in the Middle Ages. Unfortunately, it was destroyed and turned into a dead place in Chaanji Mountain! You should be careful of those evil things... "
As soon as he finished speaking, many pale bone soldiers emerged from the ground a few miles ahead, holding broken weapons in their hands. They were cold and bloodthirsty, making people feel heart-stopping.
Immediately afterwards, a chain reaction seemed to be triggered. In the endless distance ahead, more and more bone soldiers, bone dragons, and blood-colored giant insects came out. The big ones covered the sky and the sun, and the small ones were as small as children, like an ancient battlefield. , the evil things will not stop until death.
“Southwest!”
The Hidden Dragon greeted and rushed straight ahead.
Everyone flew by at high speed. Although the bone soldiers could not fly high into the sky, they could stack up and cooperate with the huge bone dragon to intercept them left and right.
Just at the moment when he was about to arrive, Xin Zhuo grabbed countless rubbles and stones, muttered something in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into tens of thousands of silver-armored soldiers, pushing them all the way.
"Junior Brother Xin is really good at both magic and martial arts. This Confucian magic is admirable!" Venerable Lingzhe chuckled, "But there is no need to go to such trouble!"
As he said that, he clasped his palms together, The sound was like a loud bell: "My Buddha is merciful!"
A thousand-foot-sized phantom of the Buddha appeared behind him, shooting down thousands of feet of Buddha's light. The entire valley was bathed, and the bone soldiers and bone dragons were very afraid. In an instant, everyone Drill back into the earth.
Hidden Dragon and Ni Cangtian were dumbfounded: "Master is so powerful!"
Xue Ji wrinkled her nose and said: "Buddhism's Buddha's light shines all over the world and eliminates all the evil, it's just a small path!"< br>
"It is indeed a small path."
Venerable Lingzhe shook his head and said: "Junior brother Xin has the wisdom root of Tathagata, but he is unwilling to use it, otherwise how can this place not do anything to him!"
Xin Zhuo Too lazy to reply, he pointed two hundred miles ahead On the left and right, I saw a white jade stone river there, and asked: "Is it there?"
Ni Cangtian said: "Yes, how does the wise brother know?"
Xin Zhuo said casually: " Familiar! ”
Indescribably familiar.
Ni Cangtian and the two looked at each other.
The five people arrived in an instant and saw that under the white jade mountains and rivers, there was a dark passage blocked by strange flowers and plants, and it was surrounded by ancient and obsolete patterns.
Ni Cangtian said: "At first it was a black and silent mountain, but then it was attacked by those bone soldiers. With a shock, the white jade mountain and the passage were exposed!"
Xin Zhuo frowned! Eyebrow, he still feels familiar. The feeling of this white jade mountain gate gives him...
He took a few steps back and looked again. Finally he knew what was familiar. Isn't this a small abstract temple?
He subconsciously stepped into the passage. The passage was not big enough for a person to walk upright. The environment was dry and exuded the smell of decay. He glanced around and vaguely saw a line of words. He came in a flash and glanced at it. , couldn't help but yell: "This old thing!"
The four Venerable Lingzhe approached curiously, and Xue Ji whispered: "Is Gou Youdao here? Who is Gou Youdao?"
Xin Zhuo didn't know who Gou Youdao was, but he Knowing this font and the small temple outside, it can only be predicted by Gou!
Last time in the illusion of the Greedy Wolf Supreme, I saw this old dog. I asked again and again, always pretending to be crazy, but this time I saw traces of him again.
He suddenly suspected that this old guy was the real reincarnation of the eternal boss!
The five people couldn't see anything useful in the handwriting, so they walked inside and there was no trace left.
There was a faint light and a strong Yuanling energy coming from the front. Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped and asked the two hidden dragons: "You said you met a master of the Holy King realm inside, do you know who he is? ? "
This is a bit strange. It is said that this place is inside Luanji Mountain. The entry of outsiders will definitely not be hidden from the eyes of Tantai Xun'er and the disciples of the seven major forces. How can there be outsiders?
Zanglong and Ni Cangtian looked at each other, shook their heads and said: "I can't tell where they came from. There are more than one Saint King Realm, at least dozens, or even hundreds, and maybe even three emperors. Master, we moved forward cautiously and did not dare to observe carefully!" Venerable Lingzhe thought for a while and said: "It is very likely... people from other Luanji Mountains. Although the Luanji Mountains in all regions are not common, they are very likely! It’s hard to say whether there will be a special passage! ”
“That’s not right!”
Ni Cangtian said: “I seem to remember the conversations between a few of them. They claimed to be from the Nanyun Spiritual Realm and the Beiming Divine Realm.”
The eyes of Venerable Lingzhe Gujing Bubo finally filled with waves: "It's really puzzling to come from across the territory!"
Xin Zhuo said: "Judging from the time, these people have searched for five or six times. Years ago, I felt sorry for the group of masters in Luanji Mountain, and I was worried that they would all be wiped out!”
Hidden Dragon had a bad temper and said: "It's better to have soup than nothing. Get in quickly!"
Everyone used their escape skills and arrived at the entrance of the passage in the blink of an eye. They carefully pushed aside a piece of messy green vegetation and looked out. , except for the two hidden dragons who had already met, Xin Zhuo, Lingzhe and Xue Ji could not help but feel shaken.
What catches the eye is the bright golden glow. The whole sky is golden, and it shines one after another, as if many holes have been poked in the sky, leaking out the skylight.
The land is vast, with ancient and dilapidated palaces one after another. Stone tablets and sword sculptures are placed every dozens of miles. Occasionally, there are some mountains and rivers, but they were cut through by the swords of masters from thousands of years ago. Buildings, The mountains and rivers are covered with dry bones, which have not been weathered even after tens of thousands of years.
Everywhere tells the story of its greatness in the past, and also its infinite sadness.
Looking at these dilapidated palaces that far exceed the standards that can be understood,
it is difficult not to feel a sense of emotion. The road to martial arts is all empty. You can be astonishing and talented, suppress for a lifetime, and control everything. No one can defeat him, and he cannot escape death and return to dust.
After all, who can say that among these withered bones, there was not a woman who was as beautiful as a fairy in the world? An extremely proud and talented young man?
The confidence that Xin Zhuo had when he crossed the border in Luanji Mountain to suppress the Nine Holy Ruins also fell flat at this moment.
“What kind of medieval sect would be so huge?” Lord Lingzhe sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen people suddenly came from a distance. They were dressed in strange clothes and had a strange aura. One of them said: "Everyone, please, this is the land of my Duckweed Immortal Sect. Please leave!"
Xin Zhuo pretended to be curious: "Which sect is the Duckweed Immortal Sect? "
The man smiled and said: "Everyone knows about Beiming Divine Realm!"
Venerable Lingzhe said the Buddha's name: "Where did you come in from?"
The man said: "Come from where you are supposed to come from!"
Xin Zhuo and Ling Zhe looked at each other, stopped talking, and went straight to the depths.
After passing palaces and mountains and rivers, I found that every place has its own owner.
There are quite a few masters here. The lowest is a great sage, the highest has entered the realm of the holy king, and their auras are all unfamiliar.
They tried to use martial arts to scan the palace below. The atmosphere inside was vague, and there were many warriors studying, so it was obviously not convenient to enter.
I don’t know how long I flew over, at least thousands of miles deep, and landed on a huge mountain peak with brilliant rays of sunshine. The front seemed to have entered another place, where the mountains and rivers were even more majestic, and there were even huge rivers. It was just a scenery More desolate and...horrible——
Countless huge corpses were lying on the mountains. A finger was the size of a normal human being. The bones were twisted and broken. They were obviously killed by masters.
On a stone peak directly opposite, a broken giant sword was holding a ten thousand feet long keel. Three of the five heads of the keel were chopped into pieces, and the two giant claws were still unconscious. Holding the giant sword behind his back.
Thirty miles apart, I can also feel the hostility that has persisted for eternity.
Venerable Lingzhe took a deep breath and said: "This is by no means a medieval sect, but a grand ruin where immortals fight!"
(End of this chapter)