Lieyan opened his tired eyes and subconsciously grabbed the cloth bag that fell on the ground.
This cloth bag was actually a Qiankun bag given by Master Xiaoqi. It was always hung on her waist for use. It was considered a first-class magic weapon. There was no less than three square meters of space inside, so it was not burned to powder by the flames around her.
When Lieyan picked up the Qiankun Bag, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he felt like the world was spinning.
It wasn't until he fell to the rough ground with a "bang" and his delicate skin was painfully scratched by the ground that he realized that all his clothes had been burned away, but now he was still naked.
Lieyan hurriedly sat up, took out a set of clothes from the Qiankun bag and put them on, barely breathing a sigh of relief.
When he opened his eyes and looked around, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Is this place still the back of Liehuo Mansion? Why does it seem so weird? Is she dreaming?
Lie Yan supported his body and slowly stood up. He covered his stuffy chest with one hand and coughed several times.
Looking from here, it looks like we are in an abandoned valley, surrounded by green mountains like a coiling dragon. The continuous mountains are like the body of a wild dragon, with almost no end in sight.
Lieyan shook his head and looked down at his feet.
Walking barefoot on the uneven sand, my white and tender feet were a little painful from the rough stones.
Lieyan looked left and right as he walked, and found that this place was completely deserted, and he couldn't even feel the breath of any living thing.
Fortunately, the place was not big, only about a hundred square meters at most. As Lie Yan walked further, he saw a hut. In front of the hut, there were several lifelike animal stone sculptures, all in the shape of tigers. The sculptures were vivid, like
It's like he will pounce on himself at any time.
Lieyan stared at the tiger statues, and walked around to the side with some fear. He suddenly stopped, raised his neck and looked up, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.
This white tiger with eight wings spread out on both sides was thousands of times larger than the tigers we had seen before.
She stood at its feet, as small as an ant. If it put down its forefoot, it could crush her to death at any time!
This visual impact is absolutely spectacular!
Lieyan took a breath and took a deep look in admiration, then walked around behind it and looked at a small five-meter-square pitch black mire in front of him.
"Oh, what the hell is this place?" Lie Yan muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a rather weak baby voice sounded in her ears, "Master, congratulations on finally understanding the first level of the Chaos Art and opening the Chaos Space. I am your most loyal follower, Ginseng Bao."
"Chaos Art? Chaos Space?" Lie Yan was startled for a moment, and quickly took out a small mirror from the Qiankun bag to look at himself, and murmured, "How could this happen?"
She reached out and touched her forehead. There was a shallow water drop mark there, and the shape was exactly the same as the Chaos Jade Jue passed down from generation to generation in her Lie family.
But now, the water drop mark is gone.
"The master's body was integrated into the Chaos Jade Fragments by chance six years ago, but it has not been completely integrated for a long time. Therefore, there will be a mark on the master's forehead and heart."
"What you mean is that it is completely integrated now, so the mark disappears."
"You can say that, but it does not disappear completely. If you find a second Chaos Jade fragment, it will automatically appear again."