After a moment, Xuanyuan Wu pointed to a location on the Qiantian Gua and said, "The ruins of the Immortal Gate are here."
Heiyu Zhe's eyes lit up when he heard this. He looked up and looked at the map of the Tianqian Mountains in his hand. He saw that the place Xuanyuan Wu was pointing to was a peak in the Tianqian Mountains, Hengfengling.
"Then what are we waiting for?
Let’s go now!”
After Xuanyuan De and others received the Qiantian Gua, they headed to Hengfengling with the Black Yuzhe clan.
- Here, Gu Yunchu, Nalan Lingyu and his party had already reached Hengfengling the night before and successfully entered the Xianmen ruins.
There is a powerful magic circle in Hengfengling. As long as you break that magic circle, you can enter the fairy gate ruins.
This Xianmen ruins is not as prosperous and rich in aura as imagined. Instead, the space is dilapidated, with a sense of death everywhere, and the sky is also gray, exuding an air of desolation and loneliness.
Mu Qingyan couldn't help but tremble, with a hint of fear in her eyes, "Why does it feel so eerie here?"
The sky above here is filled with deathly energy. This deathly energy has been condensed in this space for thousands of years. It never disperses and shrouds the entire sky. It is very scary.
Yuchijiao nodded: "Yes, the death atmosphere here is so strong, and the wind here makes it hurt and cold when it blows on your body."
Gu Yunchu couldn't help but tremble, a kind of fear and trembling from the depths of her soul, which made her face become solemn, "The wind here can sting our souls."
Ancestor Nalan frowned slightly, "Everyone, please be careful and form a defensive shield on your body."
"yes."
Suddenly, various kinds of spiritual power flashed under the dim sky and condensed on the body, forming a series of defensive shields.
Just as Gu Yunchu was about to form a shield, a generous and warm hand stretched out and held her hand.
His palms were broad and warm, and he wrapped her little hand tightly inside, "Don't worry, I'm by your side."
His slightly deep and warm voice has a hint of charming magnetism, which seems to be able to dispel the coldness here.
Gu Yunchu felt that his whole body was getting warmer, and his intertwined fingers were also warm, and the cold and tingling feeling was no longer in his soul.
"kindness!"
She raised her lips and smiled, nodding towards him.
"Ancestor Nalan, I think this place is a bit strange."
Yu Chixuan looked around carefully. The ground creaked under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was all bones.
There were corpses and bones everywhere, all white.
There are not only human corpses, but also the corpses of monsters.
Those huge bones belong to Warcraft, and there is a strange black pattern on the bones of these Warcraft.
Some of the human bones on the ground are glowing with a faint white light, proving that they were once very powerful! Only monks whose strength has reached the Flying Immortal Realm will have their bones glowing with gleaming light, and are also called fairy bones.
Even the people from the Flying Immortal Realm are dead! And the number of strong people from the Flying Immortal Realm who died here is not thousands but hundreds! None of them can be found! “With so many corpses, what happened here thousands of years ago?”
Yu Chixuan asked, with a look of fear in his eyes.
All the disciples were also full of doubts and shock.
Nalan Shun narrowed his eyes, "Judging from the size of these monster bones, they are at least above the Flying Fairy Realm. It seems that a very tragic battle took place here thousands of years ago."