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Chapter 1989 Dragon Clan Cemetery

"It should also be a formation space, but it is very different from the previous formations. Everyone should be careful." Wen Ren Lanxing used his consciousness and found no danger, but he still said cautiously.

The formations I have seen before are all filled with lush spiritual grass and strange flowers blooming, including the killing formation and forbidden formation. This is the first time I have seen such a desolate formation space.

Even the slowest person can imagine that this place is extraordinary.

Gu Qingxi also felt that something was not right about this place and did not have time to investigate in detail. As before, he quickly took out the Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map.

But what is surprising is that this time when spiritual power was injected into the spell, the pointer did not move, and the mirage-like sun, moon, mountains and rivers did not appear.

"What's going on?" Looking at the motionless compass in her hand, several young disciples exclaimed in unison.

"Isn't it broken?" Xiao Fangqing said worriedly.

"Let's look around first." Gu Qingxi frowned slightly and walked forward.

The Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map is an artifact, and it cannot be damaged so easily. This formation space is obviously weirder than she expected.

Everyone was used to following orders along the way, so when they saw her leaving, they quickly followed her.

Although they were involved in a space rift just now, they were protected by Wenren Lanxing and their spiritual power was not damaged at all.

And relying on the Dao Immortal Yuan Pill fed by Gu Qingxi, Wenren Lanxing's lost spiritual power was quickly recovered, and there was no need to rest and recover.

A few hours passed quickly, but the surrounding scenery did not change at all.

The gravel-covered land is still desolate, and the cold wind sweeps across the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky from time to time.

Only a few tenacious grasses occasionally seen prove that this land still has a trace of life.

Everyone's mood also became depressed unconsciously.

Gu Qingxi's expression became more and more condensed.

Again, along the way, she kept trying to use the Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map, but no matter how much she injected spiritual power or played the magic formula, the pointer never moved.

It was as if there was a force that was suppressing this artifact. However, she gathered her consciousness and did not notice the power of the formation, nor the spiritual power of the monks or the power of the demon spirit.

So, what is the power?

Unable to find the answer, Gu Qingxi could only move on.

Several more hours passed, and finally, in the distance, a stretch of low hills appeared in sight.

But just like the barren land beneath our feet, the hills were gray and black and barren of grass.

No matter what, the scenery finally changed, and everyone was in high spirits.

Speeding up, they soon came to the hills, but at the same time they stepped down and stopped.

What kind of hills are these? They are clearly the bones of monster beasts that have been weathered to the point where only their skeletons are left. The smallest ones are more than one foot tall and seven to eight feet long, while the larger ones are more than three feet high and more than dozens of feet long.

The skeletons are so huge. It is conceivable that these monsters would have been majestic horses when they were alive.

And thousands of such skeletons piled up in mountains, it gives people such a shocking feeling.

"What kind of monster is this?" a young monk said in surprise.

Although these skeletons are of different sizes and shapes, it is still easy to see that they belong to the same monster race.

"If I read it correctly, it should be the Dragon Clan.

It is said that when the end of life is approaching, every dragon clan will leave the clan and go to the burial place of their ancestors in order to seek protection from their ancestors after death.

The bones of generations of dragons were buried in one place, and the Dragon Tomb was formed tens of millions of years later." Gu Qingxi gave the answer.

Understood, she finally understood why the Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map failed. "It should also be a formation space, but it is very different from the previous formations. Everyone should be careful." Wenren Lanxing used his consciousness to explore and found no danger.

But he still said it cautiously.

The formations I have seen before are all filled with lush spiritual grass and strange flowers blooming, including the killing formation and forbidden formation. This is the first time I have seen such a desolate formation space.

Even the slowest person can imagine that this place is extraordinary.

Gu Qingxi also felt that something was not right about this place and did not have time to investigate in detail. As before, he quickly took out the Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map.

But what is surprising is that this time when spiritual power was injected into the spell, the pointer did not move, and the mirage-like sun, moon, mountains and rivers did not appear.

"What's going on?" Looking at the motionless compass in her hand, several young disciples exclaimed in unison.

"Isn't it broken?" Xiao Fangqing said worriedly.

"Let's look around first." Gu Qingxi frowned slightly and walked forward.

The Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map is an artifact, and it cannot be damaged so easily. This formation space is obviously weirder than she expected.

Everyone was used to following orders along the way, so when they saw her leaving, they quickly followed her.

Although they were involved in a space rift just now, they were protected by Wenren Lanxing and their spiritual power was not damaged at all.

And relying on the Dao Immortal Yuan Pill fed by Gu Qingxi, Wenren Lanxing's lost spiritual power was quickly recovered, and there was no need to rest and recover.

A few hours passed quickly, but the surrounding scenery did not change at all.

The gravel-covered land is still desolate, and the cold wind sweeps across the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky from time to time.

Only a few tenacious grasses occasionally seen prove that this land still has a trace of life.

Everyone's mood also became depressed unconsciously.

Gu Qingxi's expression became more and more condensed.

Again, along the way, she kept trying to use the Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map, but no matter how much she injected spiritual power or played the magic formula, the pointer never moved.

It was as if there was a force that was suppressing this artifact. However, she gathered her consciousness and did not notice the power of the formation, nor the spiritual power of the monks or the power of the demon spirit.

So, what is the power?

Unable to find the answer, Gu Qingxi could only move on.

Several more hours passed, and finally, in the distance, a stretch of low hills appeared in sight.

But just like the barren land beneath our feet, the hills were gray and black and barren of grass.

No matter what, the scenery finally changed, and everyone was in high spirits.

Speeding up, they soon came to the hills, but at the same time they stepped down and stopped.

What kind of hills are these? They are clearly the bones of monster beasts that have been weathered to the point where only their skeletons are left. The smallest ones are more than one foot tall and seven to eight feet long, while the larger ones are more than three feet high and more than dozens of feet long.

The skeletons are so huge. It is conceivable that these monsters would have been majestic horses when they were alive.

And thousands of such skeletons piled up in mountains, it gives people such a shocking feeling.

"What kind of monster is this?" a young monk said in surprise.

Although these skeletons are of different sizes and shapes, it is still easy to see that they belong to the same monster race.

"If I read it correctly, it should be the Dragon Clan.

It is said that when the end of life is approaching, every dragon clan will leave the clan and go to the burial place of their ancestors in order to seek protection from their ancestors after death.

The bones of generations of dragons were buried in one place, and the Dragon Tomb was formed tens of millions of years later." Gu Qingxi gave the answer.

Understood, she finally understood why the Tianxing Mountains and Rivers Map was ineffective.


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