Song Chengbo, Bian Shiyan, and Qi Qiubing seemed to have come here for a very important matter. Now that he heard what Ning Cheng said, he was unwilling to have a conflict with Bian Shiyan over Ning Cheng's affairs, so he simply said, "
In this case, let’s go in first. Fellow Daoist Ning, please be careful. Remember that you cannot use your spiritual consciousness in the Fallen Star Temple, and your cultivation level will be greatly reduced by the rules.”
After Song Chengbo finished speaking, he walked between the two giant pillars first without saying hello to Bian Shiyan. He was obviously a little dissatisfied with Bian Shiyan's words. Seeing Song Chengbo go in, Bian Shiyan and Qi Qiubing followed suit.
After entering, Qi Qiubing didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Ning Cheng did not follow immediately, but prepared some things that might be used and put them on his waist. Song Chengbo said that after entering, the spiritual consciousness cannot be used and the cultivation level will be suppressed, which made Ning Cheng very grateful.
Song Chengbo.
If he can't even use the storage ring after entering, what if he needs pills and magic weapons? Because he can't use his spiritual consciousness, the protective magic weapon Ning Cheng takes out is the Nirvana Gun. What if he doesn't have spiritual consciousness?
Next, the Nirvana Spear is definitely more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.
After everything was prepared, Ning Cheng passed through two pillars and entered the Fallen Star Temple.
As soon as Ning Cheng came in, a violent storm swept over him. Ning Cheng simply
If he didn't stand firm, he would be swept away by the knife-like storm. Countless gravel hit his body, causing a faint pain. But when he looked back, there were two giant pillars behind him? This is equivalent to saying
, even if he wanted to go back now, it would be impossible.
As expected, his spiritual consciousness couldn't be used. Even if Ning Cheng was in the Starry Sky Consciousness Sea, he still couldn't use his spiritual consciousness in this place. He could only barely stabilize his body and fell down.
Only then did he have the opportunity to look at the surrounding scene. The surrounding area was gray and fluffy, all composed of Gobi Desert-like gravel and undulating boulders. The howling wind rolled over the endless gravel and boulders.
, rolling up these gravels and whizzing past.
These gravels hit Ning Cheng from time to time. If Ning Cheng was not a body-refining monk after Nirvana, the gravels blown up by the strong wind would have injured him. Fortunately, these strong winds were not considered space storms and did not have any
The spatial factor was involved, it was just the strong wind. Occasionally, one or two huge rocks flew towards them, but they were blocked by Ning Cheng with his Nirvana Gun.
Ning Cheng took a few steps forward, and there was no north, south, east or west at all. After entering here, he felt as if he had entered a large desert. However, the sand here was not fine sand, but gravel.
Since entering the Yixing Continent, Ning Cheng has experienced countless crises. Strictly speaking, the strong wind in this gravel desert is really nothing. When he entered the Time Wasteland, in the twilight
Zhihai also experienced situations where his spiritual consciousness was suppressed. However, later on, relying on himself, his spiritual consciousness was still able to slowly stretch out, relying on his sea of starry sky consciousness.
At this time, Ning Cheng cautiously walked forward while constantly stretching his consciousness.
Ning Cheng's efforts were not in vain. One day later, he finally stretched out part of his consciousness. From the first one foot, it slowly expanded to ten feet. On the tenth day, his consciousness could already be extended to about ten feet.
At this time, the surrounding storm gradually became smaller.
He seemed to have reached the edge of the gravel desert. Ning Cheng had just breathed a sigh of relief when his consciousness scanned an extremely fast space blade. In his haste, Ning Cheng could only fall on his back, and the blade radiated from his body.
Brushed across the chest.
Ning Cheng was startled and broke out in a cold sweat. If his consciousness could not be released, it would not be able to split him in half, and he would probably feel uncomfortable. This is still the case when he holds the Nirvana Gun in his hand, otherwise it would be even more dangerous. Sure enough,
As Matsu Narami said, there are crises everywhere here. Once you enter, you must be prepared to fall at any time.
He didn't encounter danger before because he was still on the outside. After entering the inside, there was indeed a sudden space wind blade. This was the first one, and there must be more later.
He was almost split in half by the space wind blade, but there was no trace of the Mahatian Yuan Fruit he wanted. From Ning Cheng's point of view, it would be impossible to grow spiritual grass in this endless gravel desert.
possible things.
If Song Chengbo hadn't deceived him, then he was going in the wrong direction. Unfortunately, Ningcheng didn't have a map of Fallen Star Temple, so the only thing he could do was to keep moving forward.
The storm that swept the rubble was gone, and the sudden space wind blades became more dense. These space wind blades disappeared without a trace and without warning. For monks with spiritual consciousness, they were not a great threat.
But for monks who cannot release their spiritual consciousness, this threat is a constant threat to their lives.
Ning Cheng's spiritual consciousness can already be extended about ten feet away, but he is still very careful. The spiritual consciousness of about ten feet is not a safe distance.
After walking for dozens of miles, there was still gravel Gobi Desert under our feet, but the storm had completely disappeared. One statue after another fell on the gravel beach, and occasionally there were some half-length pillars lying crookedly upright.
Between these broken statues, it looks dilapidated and desolate.
At this moment, a shrill scream came. In this open and unobstructed place, Ning Cheng could hear it clearly. The sound of the scream was like a loose wave.
Something happened to Song Chengbo, and Ning Cheng became even more vigilant. He shifted his direction slightly and followed the direction of Song Chengbo's screams. If possible, he wouldn't mind helping Song Chengbo.
After half a stick of incense, Ning Cheng stopped. Looking at the statue in front of him, he felt chills in his heart. In front of him was a statue with half of its face missing. It was inserted into the ground at an oblique angle, and both feet could not be seen.
, and has only one arm.
Logically speaking, Ning Cheng had seen too many statues like this, so there was no need for him to get chills. What made Ning Cheng chill was not the statue, but one of its hands.
The statue's hands were dripping with blood, and there was a rag hanging on its finger. Ning Cheng and Song Chengbo had only been separated for a few days, and he could tell at a glance that the rag belonged to Song Chengbo. It was certain.
, Song Chengbo screamed just now because the statue in front of him caught him.
It's a bit weird that a clay statue could capture a strong man like Song Chengbo, who was in the Heavenly Realm, and injure Song Chengbo.
Ning Cheng's consciousness passed through the clay statue, and he quickly sensed something was wrong. The statue was indeed made of clay, but there were clay blood vessels, clay muscles and bones, and even a clay heart inside the statue's body.
Ning Cheng entered the starry sky to practice, and his nerves had already become extremely strong, but this clay statue still made his scalp numb. As an array master and weapon refiner, he didn't know how to refine puppets, but that didn't mean that he didn't know how to refine puppets.
This statue is not a puppet, absolutely not. He did not see any formations carved on this statue, nor did he see any traces of refining.
Thinking of this strange scene, Ning Cheng was about to take a step back when his surroundings suddenly solidified. Then the space he was in seemed to no longer belong to him. The space suddenly sunk in, and then he approached the man with the hand still unrestrictedly.
Bloodstained statue palm.
"The laws of space..." Ning Cheng cried out in shock. This was a tendency to disembowel him.
In panic, Ning Cheng could no longer think about anything else, and smashed the Nirvana Spear in his hand against his palm. His most powerful magical power, Sunset Dusk.
The collapsed space stopped in an instant, and the palm of the statue finally did not pass through Ning Cheng's chest, and Ning Cheng's Nirvana Spear hit the palm of the statue during this moment of pause.
"Bang..." A dull chirping sound came, and Ning Cheng was blown away by the powerful counterattack force.
Just when he was about to hit another statue, Ning Cheng turned around and swiped the Nirvana gun in his hand again. There was another impact, and Ning Cheng reluctantly landed on the gravel ground.
Ning Cheng clenched the Nirvana Gun in his hand, feeling horrified in his heart. The clay sculpture compressing the space just now to allow him to come closer was not a matter of space law, but just like his fire-extinguishing magical power, it was using magical power to simulate space magical power. If it was really a spatial magical power, he
Even the sunset at that moment could not reverse the decline.
What frightened Ning Cheng was not the simulated spatial magical power, but the palm of the clay sculpture. His Nirvana gun and the palm of the clay sculpture struck together, making Ning Cheng clearly feel that this was not a clay sculpture, but a physical body, that is to say
These clay sculptures look like statues, but in fact they have the same physical body as humans.
