"We're going to die."
When the amber-like crystal pillar made countless tiny sounds, when he sensed the vibrations from the countless small things inside and the power to accelerate, Li Xixing's pupils dimmed, he stopped, and moved closer to Hu Jingjing After a while, he said earnestly, "Thank you."
Gratitude is because of companionship, because he is not allowed to go on the road alone.
Although he still couldn't perceive clearly what was inside that amber-like crystal pillar, he was already sure that it was the cause of the deaths of those practitioners on the mountain path.
Those little things are living things, but they possess the speed and strength enough to penetrate the heads of those practitioners.
The most important thing is that it is too small.
Just like a flying sword, the smaller it is, the harder it is to perceive and block it.
Hu Jingjing also sensed the countless subtle rhythms in that crystal pillar, and she understood what he meant, and at the same time, she knew very well that any resistance would be futile in the face of such things.
So she also looked at Li Xixing seriously, and said, "Although I really don't want to die...but if this is the case, let's die together."
Li Xixing nodded, he knew it was too late to do anything, so he just stretched out his hand, held Hu Jingjing's hand, and prepared to face death.
The tiny things in the amber crystal pillar flew out at this moment.
There are suddenly many blue lines in the air, because they are too small and fast, so the blue lines formed by the afterimages left by these small things after flying past seem to be twisted together, forming mysterious balls of thread in the air .
However, at this moment, Li Xixing's face was completely occupied by astonishment.
Hu Jingjing looked at those small shadows, and his eyes gradually widened.
The cyan lines became thicker and thicker, and the shadow trails became thicker and thicker, so that the two began to see that these tiny things were an unusually weird and peculiar beetle.
The body of these beetles seems to be divided into two sections, front and back. The head of the first half is a straight needle-like shape, while the second half is a soft abdomen with tiny wings.
Originally, the back half of its body was as thin as a needle tip, but now it became more and more swollen and fatter.
So they were getting slower and slower, so slow that the two of them even felt that if they didn't have the initial speed, these beetles would fall from the sky at this moment.
"It should be because of this spirit rain."
Li Xixing let go of Hu Jingjing's hand, then swung his pale white sword, and easily slapped some beetles that flew in front of himself and Hu Jingjing first, watching those beetles' broken wings fall miserably, At the same time, the abdomen was forced to burst open, turning into a blue-yellow slurry. He slowly raised his head, looking at the milky white raindrops still falling in the sky above and said.
Hu Jingjing lightened her hands, feeling a little lost for no reason, and then she was a little surprised when she saw those beetles that were easily blown away like pebbles, and she also understood why.
These beetles are not naturally produced. Those Tianliang cultivators in the past used some means to change their body shape, so that when they were sick, they became surprisingly powerful because of their extremely small bodies.
However, this spiritual rain is like breaking free from the seal. It also healed their diseases, made their bodies normal, and also made them lose the ability to kill powerful practitioners.
"It turns out that if you don't believe in gods and fate, you can survive."
Hu Jingjing thought about all this clearly, looked at the thick bones in front of him and under his feet, couldn't help but said softly.
"It may not necessarily be belief in the gods, it may not be reverence, but it's just reluctance." Li Xixing thought of the Fountain of Youth that one couldn't help but want to possess, and thought that these bones were not all practitioners who committed suicide here when the sky was cold. Too many strong people died, and no one could get out alive, so this ancestral land was regarded as a taboo, and no one dared to enter again.
Breaking the Fountain of Youth is the key for them to enter Zushan alive until now.
But what is there in this ancestral mountain
Li Xixing raised his head and took a deep breath.
He swung his sword and slapped away all the beetles flying towards him and Hu Jingjing's eyebrows, then walked to the crystal pillar from which the beetles flew out, and tried to slash with his sword.
With a sound of "Dang", the sword in his hand trembled violently, but there was no scar at all on the crystal pillar that looked very similar to the color of amber, and there was no tremor.
"It shouldn't be cut."
Hu Jingjing looked at this crystal pillar with a solemn expression, and said in a cautious and soft voice, "The strong here should have tried their best to resist these beetles before they died, so there is no grass around this mountain road, and even the rocks have been destroyed. Look, this crystal pillar hasn't been damaged yet, so it shouldn't be something we can shake..."
But before she finished speaking, she froze.
Li Xixing put down the long sword in his hand, then twirled the crystal pillar, and easily pulled out the crystal pillar from the dry bones.
"how so?"
Hu Jingjing stared blankly at this crystal pillar that was almost as tall as Li Xixing, and couldn't help but lose his voice.
Li Xixing held the crystal pillar full of small holes in one hand, feeling the weight of an ordinary black iron sword, after a short pause, looked at her and replied: "Everything has changed, and there should be no People can come here and spin this crystal pillar."
Hu Jingjing came back to her senses, she understood that this crystal pillar, this mountain path and the Fountain of Youth were by no means simple, but with the disappearance of the Fountain of Youth, many things here seemed to have changed accordingly.
"How did you come up with the idea of spinning this thing, what are you going to do with it?"
These are two different questions, because after Hu Jingjing saw that Li Xixing tried the weight of the crystal pillar, he didn't do anything else with the crystal pillar, but just held it in his hand and moved on.
"When I slashed it with the sword, there was a ring of fine air waves at the bottom, which means that the bottom should be able to rotate."
"Since even the countless strong men who died here couldn't destroy it at all, it at least shows that it is extremely strong. At least stronger than my sword. There are very few things in this world that are stronger than my fang sword Something. Even those famous swords in legends, I am afraid there is no way to cut it off."
Li Xixing answered her questions completely, and then began to look for some clothing or leather armor fragments that had not been completely weathered and decayed.
After crossing this crystal pillar, correspondingly, there were very few bones in the extremely flat valley, but the ground behind each bone had traces of plowing or deep footprints.
These are the traces left by the vitality or trampled feet of the practitioners who want to forcibly pass through here with speed.
It's just the vitality of the body that cuts out traces like plowing the ground. One can imagine how powerful these practitioners are, and one can also imagine how terrifying these beetles whose bodies are originally smaller than the tip of a needle are originally.
The power of these practitioners to resist these insects should also be extremely strong, so there is no grass around this mountain road and valley, and even the land and rocks have changed under the effect of vitality, turning into some kind of agate-like thing.
Li Xixing ignited these incompletely decayed clothing and leather armor fragments, and then directly covered some dead bones.
Two pillars of smoke, one thick and one thin, rose up in Zushan.
This place is already in the middle of Zushan Mountain.
Therefore, compared with the smoke column at the foot of the mountain, it is clearer and easier to see for people outside.
The horses that Ding Ning and Shen Xuan were riding had reached the edge of the basin.
The slope at the edge of the basin where the ancestor mountain is located is extremely steep. In normal times, even if the riders on it don't stop, the rigorously trained horses will judge by themselves and stop at the edge of the slope.
However, the spiritual rain was the densest in Zushan. At this time, these horses, like those beasts rushing from a distance, didn't think about it at all, and rushed straight down the slope amidst the neighing sound.
There were several clicks and clicks.
The huge momentum caused the front hooves of these army horses to break instantly, and the white bone stubble even pierced the flesh and came out. However, with the power coming from nowhere, these army horses still jumped forward, and the ground was like blossoming mushrooms. The continuously surging white spiritual energy instantly healed the wounds of these army horses.
I don't know how many wild beasts have the same fractures as these army horses, but these wild beasts also never stop, pouring down the steep slope like a tide.
Ding Ning leaned back, maintaining his balance, and at this moment saw the two columns of smoke, one thick and one thin.
"It's good to be alive."
He muttered to himself in genuine joy.
Shen Xuan's eyes flickered coldly, in his opinion, it may not be a good thing that Li Xixing is still alive at this time.
…
"The timing is just right."
The great witch of the Wuzhi Kingdom who said this just now, and the man whose face had not changed as a herd of beasts rushed past him like a tide, also saw those two pillars of smoke at this time.
His face suddenly turned pale, his pupils contracted violently, and an unbelievable emotion spread across his body like icy frost.