Ji Wufeng was swept up by the big black hand. He jumped high into the sky and looked down. The nine halls suddenly turned into nine small black dots, each one bursting with monstrous black energy.
However, all of a sudden, Ji Wufeng saw a golden light suddenly blooming in every hall, which was so bright and dazzling that it was completely incompatible with the overwhelming death energy.
The next second, the golden lights in the nine halls connected together to form a pattern. Ji Wufeng was stunned. It was obvious that this was some kind of formation.
In an instant, golden light shot out from the nine halls, and then exploded, making Ji Wufeng unable to open his eyes.
This also made Ji Wufeng despair. The formation set up by a saint exploded in full force. I am afraid that even if another saint comes, he will not be able to escape, and he will die without even a scumbag left.
However, after a long time, Ji Wufeng did not feel the slightest pain, as if he was not hurt.
But this is impossible. Could it be because he died too quickly and didn't even have time to feel the pain?
He slowly opened his eyes. Even if he was an immortal king, he still didn't know what the underworld was like.
But when he opened his eyes, Ji Wufeng was a little confused and found that he was in a void. The sky, the distance, and under his feet were all filled with golden clouds.
The body of Fairy Caiyun was not far away, supported by a golden cloud and suspended in the air.
Ji Wufeng tried to take two steps down. The golden clouds were actually solid and he could walk on them.
It's over. It seems that I have really died. Otherwise, how could I be walking in the clouds?
"Oh, it turns out you are not him anymore."
Suddenly, a sigh sounded in Ji Wufeng's ears, which made him instantly startled. He turned his head to look, and his expression was immediately dull. Above the clouds, there was a woman in purple sitting, with gleaming black hair, graceful.
With her ultimate figure, even if she is wearing a golden mask, she can still be sure that this woman must have something that can make the sun and the moon blind.
The peerless face of light.
Ji Wufeng could not feel any breath or power from the purple-clothed woman, but he was even less aware of the existence of death energy.
This left Ji Wufeng in a daze, because he was not even sure whether the woman in purple was dead or alive.
But the only thing that is certain is that this woman must be a powerful and extraordinary existence that defies the heavens!
Yun Tianhe, as the Holy Body of the Golden Clan and with the cultivation of a Semi-Saint, has been trapped in the Holy Tomb for three thousand years. He is a human being and a ghost. However, this woman in purple is so carefree and must be more powerful!
Ji Wufeng did not dare to make the slightest mistake, and saluted respectfully, saying: "Senior, I am so helpless that I entered this place by mistake. Please forgive me, senior!"
He didn't know the identity of the woman in purple, but since she could control the overwhelming death energy, she probably had a deep connection with the holy tomb.
The woman in purple smiled slightly and said: "I am just a dead person, so what qualifications do I have to forgive your sins?"
"dead?"
Ji Wufeng was stunned.
The woman in purple said again: "I have been buried here for tens of thousands of years. Who am I if I am not a dead person?"
Ji Wufeng was instantly shocked. She had been buried here for tens of thousands of years... so she was the owner of this holy tomb?
This made him so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away. Damn it, this was a mess. Although he didn't mean it, he really came to rob the tomb, and he met the real owner.
He has read many movies and novels about tomb robbing. Even though this woman in purple is more pleasing to the eye than those big rice dumplings, rice dumplings are still rice dumplings.
It was fine at first, but when it changes its attitude, it will act like a ghost and kill you!
It was obvious that Ji Wufeng was feeling uneasy. The woman in purple smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? When that golden holy body came to steal my Flower of the Other Side, I didn't do anything to him. How could I do anything to you, a member of my race?"
Same race?
Ji Wufeng was stunned and said: "Senior, are you also a human?"
"How am I less human?"
"No no no..."
Ji Wufeng waved his hand quickly and said: "That's not what I meant, but I didn't expect that senior is also a human race."
Although the old man had already guessed that the owner of the tomb was a human saint, after it was confirmed, Ji Wufeng was still extremely shocked.
The human race in the Ten Thousand Realms is really too humble. Emperor-level powerful men and powerful clans can be sent to feudal towns at will. However, in Emperor Wu City among the human race, there is not even a true emperor.
And now a saint has appeared, how can it not be shocking? Once again seeing through Ji Wufeng's mind, the woman in purple shook her head and said: "Don't have high hopes for me, I have been here for tens of thousands of years, no,
It seems to be hundreds of thousands of years, or maybe hundreds of thousands of years, what else can be done?
Do?"
Ji Wufeng's mood instantly dropped. Yes, so what if she is a saint? She has been dead for so long, even she herself has forgotten how long she has been dead.
Her power has long since disappeared, otherwise, with her sainthood, she can support the human race alone.
All the saints are like ants, they are too powerful.
If she were still a living person, in addition to the ten powerful clans who also had saints, she could completely sweep across the heavens and the world!
The woman in purple asked: "I feel that your aura is different. If the prediction is correct, it should not belong to Wanjie, but come from the ancestral land of the human race, right?"
Ji Wufeng knew that it was impossible to hide anything, and said: "Senior's guess is good, this junior is from the cultivation world of the human race."
The woman in purple nodded and said: "No wonder you have the aura of the Dragon God on your body, and it's just the soul. It seems that he has also encountered something unexpected."
As he spoke, Ji Wufeng noticed the deep sadness on the woman in purple.
"Does Senior know Senior Dragon God?"
The woman in purple smiled and said: "More than just acquaintance? After all, we have fought side by side for so many years, but it is a pity that those years will never happen again in the future."
Ji Wufeng's heart was shaking. Oh my God, she once fought alongside the Dragon God. How old must she be?
Yes, she didn't even know how long she had been dead. It might have been tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, or maybe even longer.
Then it is very possible that when she was alive, she was really the same generation as the Dragon God.
Ji Wufeng suppressed the shock in his heart and said: "I dare to ask senior..."
Knowing what he was going to ask, the woman in purple said: "I can't remember the specific year. I only know that at that time, the ancestral land of the human race was not separated from the world, and I fell after that war.
middle."
Which war? Which war?
There is no doubt that the black spirit must have been raging, and the entire world was plunged into melee. In the end, the ancestral land of the human race had to be isolated, and it was far away from the world, and became the current world of cultivation. In order to escort the world of cultivation away, countless strong people from the human race participated.
That escort battle resulted in the demise of one strong human race after another.