In the depths of the desert world, several thick felt tents were deeply driven into the yellow sand with long iron rods.
Suddenly, the door of one of the felt tents opened from the inside, as if to resist the heat, and a figure came out wearing a scorpion.
He raised his head, revealing an old face, with layers of wrinkles on the jet-black face, each of which was filled with grains of sand.
But his eyes were extraordinarily bright, even if his lips were cracked and cracked, and there was blood oozing out of his pale white, it had no effect on him.
Glancing at the big sun above his head, which will never set, he took out a piece of black bone and gently rubbed it with his rough, shriveled fingers.
A layer of dim black light radiated from the surface of the bones. If you look closely, you will find that these black lights are composed of countless small runes.
They roamed the black bones in a slow and mysterious way, constantly combining and splitting, as if they were deducing something.
After a long time, the old man sighed, and turned his palms to put away the black bones. Just like before, this calculation was fruitless.
It has been a long time since he entered the desert world this time. Although the young people in the clan didn't say anything, he knew that he was about to reach the limit of endurance, and it seemed that he would return without success.
clap la la-
With the sound of sand falling from the surface of the felt tent behind her, another petite figure emerged. She was tightly wrapped in her scorpion and trotted behind the old man.
"Old Ancestor, is there still no gain?"
The slightly hoarse voice was caused by the lack of water, and the delicate little face the size of a palm was full of tiredness.
The old man turned around and said softly, "Yeah." He raised his hand and stroked the top of the girl's head, a light blue halo flashed, and she felt much better.
The girl took a step back and said in a sullen voice, "Old Ancestor, your strength has been depleted a lot. You don't have to take care of me like this. I'm strong, and there's nothing wrong with me."
The old man looked relieved, "I know you are sensible, but the environment here is a bit more stressful for you. Go back and tell the little guys that we will not stay for too long, and we will leave within thirty-six hours at most. ."
The girl's eyes lit up, "Ah, that's great!" After speaking, she stuck out her tongue, "Old Ancestor, it's not that people hate it, it's just that this place is too dirty, I haven't showered for a long time, I'll go out this time. , I must soak for three days and three nights!"
The old man smiled and shook his head, just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed. He turned around suddenly, his eyes fixed on a certain direction, he felt the breath that suddenly appeared, and his face showed excitement after a short period of surprise.
Taking a deep breath, the old man took out the black bone just now. There were countless runes flowing on its surface without urging it. They quickly combined to form a special pattern.
"Hundreds of thousands of years... Hundreds of thousands of years... Your breath has appeared... Finally, it has appeared again..." The old man murmured, the ecstasy pouring out of his mind made his body tremble slightly.
The power in the body exploded uncontrollably, and the powerful breath burst out of the body. Fortunately, the old man reacted at the critical moment, but only knocked the girl into the air and fell, without causing substantial damage.
This movement alarmed the people in the felt tent, and dozens of figures rushed out in a blink of an eye. They didn't realize the danger and then heaved a sigh of relief, and looked over with a puzzled expression.
"Old Patriarch, are you?"
The old man raised the black bone in his hand and said loudly, "I sensed the master's breath, and he is in this space."
"what!"
After everyone exclaimed, they all showed ecstasy.
"Master has been resurrected?"
"I knew that with the power of the master, how could he easily perish."
"What are you waiting for? We'll go see the master right away!"
The old patriarch smiled, but at this moment, the black bone rune in his hand quickly decomposed, forming several straight arrows. His face changed, "No, someone is tracking the master's breath, it's the enemy! Yu Yao, you little guys stay here, the rest follow me!"
call out-
The old patriarch rose to the sky.
Watching the masters in the clan roared away, the remaining dozen or so young people showed worry on their faces at the same time.
Yu Yao was the girl just now. She turned around and said, "Everyone, go into the tent and wait. We won't be able to support it for too long outside."
Turning her head and looking at the place where the ancestors disappeared, the girl bit her lip. For some reason, she always had a bad premonition in her heart.
It's okay, it must be okay, with the cultivation of the ancestors, it is enough to defeat any enemy.
…
In the palace where there was no gap in the whole body, "Qin Yu" who was walking forward stopped, he turned his head and glanced back, his eyes flickered slightly. Then he withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the depths of the palace. "Qin Yu"'s pace was not fast, and every step he fell would make the ground as smooth as a mirror, causing layers of ripples.
These ripples spread outward, and after hitting the stone wall of the palace, they will turn back, and then collide with the new ripples, producing more changes in direction.
So as "Qin Yu" continued to move forward, the rippling ripples under his feet became extremely chaotic, like a roaring sea in a storm, and every ripple was a stormy wave.
"Qin Yu" walks between the waves, and if he walks wrong, he will be swallowed by the big waves, but his feet are still calm and keep moving forward at a steady speed.
Every step is just right, even if it is a point where several ripples meet, it can balance the forces of all parties and keep them balanced.
I don't know how long it took, "Qin Yu" finally stopped, the ripples colliding with each other on the ground behind him suddenly disappeared, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion.
Passing through the corridor, the line of sight suddenly became clear. There were seats in the depths of the hall. There was a person sitting on the top, his face was blurred. There were many figures sitting behind the desks on both sides. An alien with two wings.
Although they are all stone carvings, the carving skills are exquisite, and the vividness easily shows the cheerful atmosphere of this banquet.
"Qin Yu"'s eyes became deep in an instant, his mind flew away subconsciously, and found the memory of the banquet that year. Sure enough, what I saw was the freeze of one of the pictures. Unfortunately, most of the participants in this banquet have now perished, and it is impossible to truly reproduce it again.
"Qin Yu" shook his head and stepped into the hall. The moment he entered, behind the two nearest desks, the surface of the stone sculpture shattered and fell off at the same time.
"Who dares to trespass into Dragon City!"
"court death!"
In the roar, this man and the beast shot at the same time, the bright light burst out, and the powerful fluctuations enveloped "Qin Yu".
Even their supernatural powers can be simulated...
"Qin Yu" thought about it, and walked forward calmly, facing the two people's shots, without the slightest reaction.
The next moment he walked past, and the body of one person and one beast dissipated into powder.
Then the stone sculptures behind the other two desks were resurrected, and the process just now was repeated.
Among these figures, there is a powerful black wolf, and a beautiful woman, her name is Twilight Shadow, standing under the seat in the deepest part of the hall as a maid.
So when Dui Ying turned into powder, "Qin Yu" stood in front of the main seat, looked over the long table and looked at the stone sculpture on the seat.
"I didn't expect that in the face of these close subordinates back then, you would be able to take action without any hesitation, without showing any sympathy."
As the low voice sounded, large cracks appeared on the surface of the last stone sculpture, revealing the figure of the end. He is a stalwart middle-aged man with a beard and a resolute look. His eyes are open and closed, showing a look of contempt.
Just sitting there, without any other action, is like a mountain, suppressing all directions, as if everything in the world will crawl under his feet.
"Qin Yu" paused for a moment, then said lightly: "No one can stop me, not to mention that they are already dead, but standing here alive will end in the same way."
Snapped-
Snapped-
The man clapped his hands, "As expected of the self-consciousness that was as powerful as mine, it is indeed incomparably powerful. If I can swallow you, my strength will definitely increase a lot, and it is even possible to replace it and become the new Lord of the Dragon City!"
"Qin Yu" said: "I am really curious, what did Daojun do to give you the confidence to dare to face me."
The man smiled, "You'll know soon." He stood up and spread his arms, "Then welcome to my world!"
thump—
A low and heavy beating sound suddenly came from all directions, and the great hall beneath my feet seemed to come alive at this moment.
Then the second and third.
thump—
thump—
It was the sound of a heartbeat, getting faster and faster, like a beating drum... Because it was the heart of the ancients who was imprisoned here!
…
Headed by the puppet of the dark council, the robbers were forced to stop, and in front of them was a group of monks in mink clothes, and the atmosphere was tense.
The voice of a sage came out of the puppet's mouth, "The Giant Spirit Race!"
The old patriarch's expression was flat, "I didn't expect that after so many years of being born, there are still people who know us. It's an honor."
The black wolf roared, "Don't waste time with them, these people are so loyal to the Lord of Dragon City, it's impossible to be persuaded!"
The old patriarch's eyes were cold, "The traitor who betrayed his master back then, since we met today, I will kill you and take your head as a gift to my master."
The black wolf flashed his body, "Then see who of us will die first today!"
"Go!"
The puppet snorted lowly.
It is very possible that the Lord of Dragon City is now looking for his broken body, and every second he delays, he has one more chance of success.
With one slash, the desert under his feet is instantly divided into two, and a straight abyss appears.
The old patriarch took a breath, and his thin chest bulged high and let out a roar.
Roar-
"Crackling, crackling, crackling!" The bones burst into one piece, and the old patriarch's body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breath reached nearly a hundred feet. From an old, thin old man, he turned into a giant.
The muscles are bulging, the blood around the body is boiling, the violent breath is released frantically, rolling the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth, "Rumbling" roaring, gathering from all directions, wrapping his body, forming a vortex of spiritual power visible to the naked eye .
This is the body of the giant spirit clan, and they are born with the natal art of mobilizing the spiritual power of heaven and earth!
boom-
The invisible blade slashed, and the vortex of spiritual power was directly smashed almost in an instant.
The old patriarch was expressionless, raised his hand and punched out, the flesh and blood met the blade, and blood suddenly splashed everywhere.
The flesh and blood on the surface of the fist shattered, revealing the pale bones below, but he just frowned.
The next moment, flesh and blood grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to normal.
The giant spirits have ancient blood flowing in their bodies, and they have a powerful physical self-healing ability. As long as their qi and blood are not exhausted, they can almost achieve immortality.
"Kill them!"
"Protect the master from being disturbed!"
"war!"
In the roar, a person from the giant spirit race rushed out.
The black wolf received extra care. Although it showed its body, under the siege of the five giant spirits, it was unable to take a step forward with roars.
The young man from the northern border raised his long spear and stabbed out, his terrifying energy condensed to a point, piercing the chest of a giant spirit clan.
The shrunken black shadow spread out, wrapping his opponent, and the roar of the giant spirits came from inside, rolling violently.
The violent violent fluctuations swept across, setting off hundreds of millions of yellow sand, forming a terrifying scene like the sky collapsed.
…
The palace buried deep in the desert is constantly shrinking and expanding, making a dull roar of "dong" and "dong". On its surface, a thick texture emerges, and the red color is like a meridian in the body.
With the contraction and expansion of the palace, these textures continue to bulge and fall, generating a powerful force that blasts into the interior of the hall from every inch of every corner in all directions.
"Qin Yu" stood in the hall, with his hands on his back, the energy of qi and blood all over his body exploded, and the loud "bang rumbling" sounded together, blocking all the power from the bombardment.
"Is this the trump card that Daojun gave you?"
"Of course not." The man's calm voice sounded, "Then next, please die here."
Blood lines appeared directly in the void. If anyone could see through the inside and outside, they would find that these blood lines were exactly the same as the meridian-like textures that appeared on the surface of the palace.