The Pengniao Saint spat on his wings, and licked the feathers on his wings like hands. Then he bombarded the skull more vigorously, burned the skull, and vowed to kill Jiang Ning inside, and he would not stop until he died!
But just as he was using all his strength to crazily burn the skulls, a breath of blood that shocked his soul suddenly came out from the countless layers of divine objects!
"Huh?" Saint Pengniao asked in surprise, a little unsure of this aura. In these days, he is the first saint to be resurrected, and there will never be a second one!
But the problem is, this aura doesn't seem to be that of a saint?
And, beyond the saints?
How is this possible, in this Dharma-ending era where saints have declined and gods have disappeared.
How can there be an existence beyond the saints?
Before he could finish thinking about it, all these strange auras were all at the other end of the huge skull, and a figure suddenly appeared.
This human figure was extremely illusory, even more insubstantial than a ghost, and his eyes were lifeless and hollow, just like the eye holes of a skeleton. He stood there, as if he were the center of heaven and earth. He appeared there, surrounded by the desolate surroundings.
All the laws of the tomb suddenly failed, creating a vacuum!
"what?"
Saint Pengniao was slightly dazed. He couldn't figure out even if he wanted to break the Tianling Cap, could there be ghosts in the deserted tomb?
At the same time, among the countless divine objects, Jiang Ning's face was a little pale, and most of his blood essence dripped into the Heavenly Soul Lamp. This soul lamp, which had been unable to be completely ignited in the Black Crow King's mouth, was now burning brightly.
The darkness shrouded by countless divine objects shines like daylight in the fairy world!
"Unexpectedly, one day I, Jiang Ning, will become a little match seller for girls!"
Jiang Ning sighed softly, crushed a Yang-Returning Pill, and applied it on the wound on his wrist.
The wound healed instantly, and presumably the lamp had enough oil to burn until he was killed by an old bird outside.
However, just as he was about to wait for death, when the old bird opened all the sacred objects, and finally opened his own skull and ate his own brains, he suddenly heard a frightening cry of "croak" from outside!
"Huh? Isn't that old bird a roc? Why does it sound like a crow?"
Jiang Ning was curious and couldn't help but lift up the layers of divine objects. Finally, he moved the Tiandao Cauldron open a crack and looked outside through the eye holes of the skull.
But I saw nothing outside, the figure of the Peng Bird had long since disappeared, even the divine flame of the Peng had been extinguished, and even the saintly aura of the Peng Bird had disappeared.
It's like dying suddenly on the spot and disappearing from the world!
"what's going on?"
Jiang Ning was stunned, obviously the old bastard was still croaking just now, saying that he must be beaten to death today!
Why did the bird disappear in the blink of an eye?
Well, you definitely can't open the skull. This is a trick to lure the master out of the cave!
I won’t go out!
Jiang Ning was so shocked that he put down the Heavenly Dao Cauldron and continued to nest among the countless layers of divine objects.
Until the past few hours, the sky had become a little dark.
Calculated according to the inheritance of the Ming Sect, even if that old bird has undergone more than a hundred Nirvana or even Dao realm overhauls, it will be difficult to rely on those sources of life to survive until now!
Really gone?
Jiang Ning carefully opened up the layers of divine objects, and finally put away all the divine objects, directly carried the Tiandao Cauldron, poked his head out of the skull, and found that the old bird was gone, not even a bit!
"You can't hold it any longer, so you're going to the depths of the deserted tomb in advance to find the kind of treasure that can extend your lifespan?"
Jiang Ning carried the cauldron and walked out of the skull. Hey, I really can't find that old bird!
But just when he was about to let go of his spiritual thoughts and investigate carefully, Jiang Ning suddenly felt a cold feeling behind his back!
Looking back carefully, he saw an extremely illusory figure on the other side of the skull, standing there numbly.
His face was extremely handsome, more handsome than any man he had ever seen, almost as good as his own!
It's just that his expression is dull and his eyes are empty and lifeless, like an unconscious dead soul floating there!
besides.
Jiang Ning's mouth slowly opened wide, because this illusory figure who came from nowhere was holding a handful of gold-rimmed feathers in his hand, with half a bird's leg inside, and the bird's claws were crushed!
"this……"
How could Jiang Ning couldn't help it? Aren't these bird's claws and gold-rimmed feathers the belongings of the Peng Bird Saint?
Did this dead soul-like figure help him drive away that old bird?
"May I ask your Majesty..."
Jiang Ning asked tremblingly.
He was able to beat away a saint, capture a handful of feathers, and break a leg.
How strong does this ghost-like phantom have to be?
Unfortunately, before he could ask all the questions, the illusory figure suddenly turned around and looked towards him as soon as he started to speak.
Then he raised his hand and threw the bird leg towards him!
Jiang Ning hurriedly caught it. The bird's legs still had the holy will left on it. It was so huge that at least it was as big as two people. He could only hold it on his shoulders!
"What are you doing here for me?"
Just as he asked the question, he saw the illusory figure shaking his hands, all the gold-rimmed feathers falling like rain, and then the figure turned around and walked towards the depths of the deserted tomb.
After walking not far, he actually turned around and looked towards him, as if he intended to let him follow and lead him to the depths of the deserted tomb.
"I...I won't go now...I have something else to do..."
Jiang Ning stuttered, because he really had no idea who this illusory figure was. What if he was deceived into a quiet and uninhabited place, and his body was taken away from him on the spot?
I can't even defeat the old bastard, how can I beat this terrifying existence that rips off one of his legs?
What's more, he was indeed in trouble. He was chased by the old bastard and fled for countless thousands of miles. This place was not far from where the saint's bones were.
Since Lei Zhetian can rely on half of his finger bones to sacrifice his life to the saint.
Then couldn't he use a whole saint's bones to do a saint slam and find a way to resurrect a complete saint?
With a saint as a bodyguard, as long as you don't encounter this ghost-like phantom, you can't walk sideways through the entire tomb?
If you meet an old bird again, you will definitely pull off his other leg!
Opposite, the phantom had been waiting for him for a long time. Seeing that he was motionless and had no intention of following him, the phantom turned around and headed towards the depths of the deserted tomb on its own.
In just one breath, Jiang Ning could no longer feel his presence, let alone see his figure.
It's like disappearing directly between heaven and earth, evaporating and disappearing!
Watching the figure disappear, Jiang Ning suddenly felt a little regretful.
After all, that figure seemed to have no ill intentions towards him!
If we keep up, wouldn't we be able to enter the core of the Divine Ruins faster than everyone else?
But in this case, it’s better not to gamble!
As long as you don't meet that old bastard again, it's definitely not difficult to enter the Divine Ruins on your own, not to say it's easy!
Why rely on incomprehensible outsiders?
but……
Jiang Ning took out a Heavenly Soul Lamp.
The lights were still burning brightly, but the color of the flames had changed from the golden flames at their peak to an ordinary red flame.
The feeling of blood connection emanating from the lamp also weakened rapidly at this time!